Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 954 Hold it Gently (Part [-])

Da Sun also followed behind.

Here, seeing Yang Ruoqing's confused face, Mrs. Sun explained to her in a low voice.

"Your uncle came from Cao's Village behind Sun's Village. There are seven brothers in their family, and the eighth is a daughter."

"Your uncle's name is Cao Laoer, and his sister has no name. Everyone calls her Bamei."

After hearing Sun's words, Yang Ruoqing understood.

If it was Cao Bamei who came, she would really be Dajie Xiaojie's aunt.

Soon, the eldest aunt led a new girl in.

Yang Ruoqing's curious eyes fell on the girl.

At first glance, the girl is very thin, only a little over 1.5 meters tall.

Wearing a pair of crumpled and coarse cloth, the shoulders, elbows, and knees are covered with patches.

The hair is very black, but it is a little greasy.

Combed a bunch on the forehead, and then tied a thick and long braid underneath.

Braids hang around the neck from the shoulders to the chest.

The chest bulged a little.

Ever since she was led into the house by her aunt, she has been bowing her head, timidly, not daring to look at people, and tightly clutching the hem of her clothes with both hands.

How old is this eighth sister Cao?

Yang Ruoqing couldn't help becoming curious.

Over there, the eldest aunt smiled and said to Bamei Cao: "Bamei, don't be afraid, this room is full of family members, you can recognize them all if you look up!"

After Bamei Cao heard this, she slowly raised her head, took a quick look at the people in front of her, and then quickly lowered her eyes.

She took a step back, but a shy red color appeared on her face.

Over there, Mrs. Sun and Mrs. Sun walked towards this side with smiles.

Mrs. Sun took Cao Bamei's hand lovingly, and patted it gently: "Bamei was born in the year Xiaojie was born, did she come to Sunjiagou with your mother?"

"Tsk tsk, she was only seven or eight years old at that time, and six years have passed in a flash, and she has grown into a big girl!"

Six years?

Yang Ruoqing quickly calculated Cao Bamei's age in her heart.

Isn't that thirteen or fourteen years old?

He was about the same size as himself, even if he was older, he would be at most one year older.

However, this height does not quite match the actual age.

Almost half a head shorter than her.

Looking at her uncle's size again, Yang Ruoqing understood that besides nutrition, there were also genetic factors in it.

Over there, under the kind greetings of Mrs. Sun, Mrs. Sun and Mrs. Sun, Bamei Cao's nervousness and embarrassment finally got better.

Mrs. Sun pulled Yang Ruoqing over again and let her and Bamei Cao get to know each other.

Yang Ruoqing looked at the girl in front of her, with thick eyebrows, double eyelids and big eyes.

The face is round, but because it is very thin, the cheekbones are a bit high, the complexion is a bit dark yellow, and there is a black mole under the right eye.

Especially conspicuous.

After the two girls sized each other up, Yang Ruoqing gave Cao Bamei a friendly smile.

Cao Bamei also smiled timidly, with envy and inferiority in her eyes.

Dasun took Bamei Cao to the kitchen for dinner.

Here, the Sun family also returned to their yard.

In the afternoon, Mrs. Sun came to chat with Mrs. Yang, and it happened that Yang Ruoqing was also in Mrs. Sun's room.

When Da Sun and Sun talked about Bamei Cao, Yang Ruoqing happened to hear it clearly from the side.

"Your brother-in-law and his mother passed away last month. Didn't your brother-in-law and I take the time to go back to Cao's Village to mourn the funeral?" Da Sun said.

"You have seven brothers-in-law and three of them have come out to recruit relatives to be son-in-law. The other four are in the village, two have married, and two are still beating old bachelors."

"Before the old lady left, she had been living with this eighth younger sister, and it was also the eighth younger sister who served the old lady until her death."

"The old lady is gone, and the four brothers in the family don't care about her life or death."

"The other two elder brothers who went out to recruit relatives didn't care, and the eighth younger sister didn't care, so she came to find your brother-in-law." Da Sun said.

Yang Ruoqing understood.

Cao Bamei originally came to seek refuge with her uncle and aunt.

At the table, Mrs. Sun's eyes turned red after hearing this.

"Eighth Sister's life is too hard. She has no father or mother, and her brothers don't care about her. It's a pity for a girl." Sun said.

Da Sun said: "Isn't it!"

Sun asked again: "Then what should we do now? Sister, what are you and your brother-in-law planning to do?"

Da Sun sighed: "What else can I do? You don't know what kind of person your brother-in-law is? The most important thing is brotherhood."

"The eighth younger sister is here now, so we naturally want to accept her," Da Sun said.

Sun nodded: "Sister, you and brother-in-law are kind-hearted, and good people are rewarded with good things."

……

At night, Yang Ruoqing's family came to the old house for dinner.

Tonight is the Mid-Autumn Festival, just in time for Lao Yangtou's [-]th birthday.

All the people in the five rooms of Lao Yang's house came back for dinner, and gathered together with presents they had prepared for the old man.

The old couple lived with the big house this month, and Jin's cooking skills were limited, so Jin came over and asked Sun to help.

The two tables of meals were placed in the main room with a patio in the front yard.

A table for the men and a table for the women.

In the dining hall, the lanterns and candles brought by Yang Huazhong were lit.

Brightly illuminate the dining room.

A round moon hangs in the blue sky.

The moonlight just shone down from the top of the patio and sprinkled in the dredged patio water below.

There is also a kind of shimmering and beautiful feeling.

When the banquet was about to start, old Yangtou came from the backyard surrounded by Yang Huazhong and Yang Huaming.

The old man put on new clothes prepared by Sanfang, and wore new shoes prepared by Sanfang.

The pipe in his hand was prepared by Sifang.

The brand new obscene clothes inside were made stitch by stitch by Wufang Bao Suyun.

The old man was flushed and in a good mood. He was supported by Yang Huazhong and Yang Huaming from left to right to sit on a chair with a back in the main seat.

The chair is covered with a large red flower embroidered with the word "Shou".

This drape was embroidered by Wang Shuanzi's wife and his mother herself, so Yang Huamei and Wang Shuanzi sent it over for the old Yang's birthday.

After Lao Yang sat down, Yang Hua'an, the elder brother of the house, stood up.

He cleared his throat and began his opening remarks.

Yang Ruoqing was not interested in listening to Yang Hua'an's opening remarks.

She and Luo Fengtang stood at the back of the crowd.

Luo Fengtang is also here today, attending Lao Yangtou's birthday as his prospective grandson-in-law.

The two stood in the most inconspicuous corner behind the crowd.

Yang Ruoqing tilted her head, hoping in her heart that Yang Huaan's nonsense would end soon, so that she could enter the next birthday greeting process.

The hand hanging by her side suddenly felt warm.

Then, it was gently held by someone.

In this room full of people, two people hid in a corner, their fingers intertwined.

She looked up at him and saw his handsome profile.

His eyebrows are raised, his eyes are deep, his nose bridge is high, and his lips of moderate thickness are pursed lightly.

He stood there with a tall and straight figure, and his eyes were cast on the main seat directly in front of him.

He seemed to be listening intently and earnestly.

(End of this chapter)