Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 957 Student, Teacher (Fifth Watch)
"Meil, why did you talk to Shuanzi?"

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Yang Hua'an quickly reprimanded Yang Huamei righteously.

"Shuanzi is your man, you talk to your man like this, how can you look like a woman?" He asked again.

Yang Huamei rolled her eyes at Yang Hua'an: "Why should I care about him? I have a bag of shit under my ass, and I don't care about it, shameless!"

What this bag of shit refers to, Lao Yang's family members present all understand.

Old Yang was afraid that Yang Huamei would poke her out, so he quickly scolded her: "You bastard, why are you talking to your elder brother? Shut up!"

Yang Huamei was afraid of Old Yang's head, so she curled her lips when she heard this, and kept silent.

He came to Lao Yangtou with a dull head, knelt down together with Wang Shuanzi, and kowtowed for his birthday.

When it was over, Mrs. Tan ordered several daughter-in-laws to serve dinner, while she patted the empty stool beside her.

"Come, come, Meier, come sit and eat at Mother's place."

A table for the men and a table for the women with their children.

Zhou Shi also sat down at the table with Dabao.

The food and wine are very rich, and the money for the food and wine is spent by Sanfang.

Followed by the fifth room, the fourth room and the big room pay the same money, and the second room doesn't pay half a cent.

Yang Hualin didn't buy a gift for Old Yang, so Yang Hualin brought back six peaches.

He blew up the peach so that there was nothing in the sky and nothing on the ground, saying that it was a birthday peach brought over from Qing'an County.

Yang Hualin also brought a myth and legend.

It is said that the Queen Mother of the West ate a fairy peach and threw a peach pit in the world.

A peach tree grew in Qing'an County, and the peaches were picked from that tree.

After entering the table, someone put the plate of birthday peaches in front of Old Yang.

The old man first picked up a longevity peach and took a bite.

Then I vomited.

A fruit worm has already hollowed out the inside.

Mrs. Sun hurriedly served tea and rinsed Lao Yang's mouth.

On the side, Mrs. Liu covered her mouth and smiled: "Oh, the worms in this fairy peach are probably not the worms in the fields in our country."

"Don't throw it, don't throw it away. I'll take it back and worship it later. It's like offering to Huang Daxian. Maybe it can protect our family!"

Everyone heard the sarcasm in Liu's words and snickered.

Yang Hualin and Yang's couple had a big blush.

Tan also sneered there.

"Monkey is fine, monkey is fine, this calculation is all on my own father, hmph..."

Hearing Tan's words, Yang Hualin couldn't help but glared at Yang.

During this period of time, he has been helping Uncle Lan'er take care of the business, and the business is not doing well this year.

A lot of bills could not be collected, he had to run around and was exhausted.

The old man's birthday celebration here, he left it to Mrs. Yang to take care of it.

Just came back in a hurry yesterday.

After asking, I found out that he was running around outside, and this dead woman was at home tearing up her clothes to buy rouge and gouache.

She also played horses with some women in the alley, and she tossed about all the money at home.

No way, I had to temporarily buy three catties of peaches in the town and bring them back to deal with it.

On the way, the allusion about the Queen Mother of the West was thought up by Lan Yatou on the spur of the moment.

I didn't expect such a joke to come out.

Yang Shi glared at Yang Shi again.

Yang's face was flushed, and she lowered her head, not daring to meet Yang Hualin's gaze.

Here, Lao Yang raised his head after rinsing his mouth.

"The etiquette is light and the affection is heavy. Come on, let's sit back and let's drink and eat!" the old man said.

Everyone sat back and began to eat and drink.

Yang Huazhou looked absent-minded.

Yang Ruoqing walked over and whispered to him: "Uncle Wu is free to drink, and Aunt Wu's place, I have already sent her food."

Hearing this, Yang Huazhou cast a grateful glance at Yang Ruoqing, and then he relaxed and started drinking.

Tonight was the happiest meal Lao Yang had had since the separation.

Catch up with the Mid-Autumn Festival again, people are full and the moon is full.

The old man was in a good mood, and he took his five sons to drink and eat vegetables together.

The family of father, son and brothers drank happily until late at night, when many families in the village turned on the lamps and went to bed one after another, and finally dispersed.

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"The moon tonight is so big and round, just like the mooncake I ate just now, so beautiful!"

On a small slope by the river behind the village, Yang Ruoqing stood there with her arms outstretched, as if about to fly.

Luo Fengtang lay lazily on the grass behind her.

With his arms resting on the back of his head and a piece of grass in his mouth, he looked at her with a smile in his eyes.

Watching her dancing under the moon.

"I haven't seen you dance, Qing'er, you dance, Qing'er, you must look good!"

This idea suddenly popped into his mind, and he couldn't help blurting it out.

Hearing this, Yang Ruoqing turned around and looked at him with bright eyes.

"Dancing? Hahaha, that won't bother my sister!" she said.

He sat up straight suddenly and looked at her expectantly.

Yang Ruoqing said again: "However, this dance has to pay attention to the atmosphere, at least you have to have some music to accompany the dance to feel it."

"Music?"

Luo Fengtang looked around blankly, feeling troubled.

"Yes!" she said suddenly.

He walked briskly to the side of a tree, picked two oval leaves and came back.

"Will you blow this?" she asked him.

He stood up, took the leaf and put it to his lips, and blew out a crisp and clear sound.

It's just that there are no notes and rhythm, it's the most primitive sound.

"I blew it when I was a child." He put down the leaves and said a little embarrassedly.

She smiled: "It will be easy if you have basic skills. Come on, I will teach you to play a piece of music. You should listen carefully first."

"Yeah!" He nodded vigorously.

Yang Ruoqing smiled happily, and stood sideways on the slope.

Raise your arms, hold a leaf between your fingers, and put it on your lips.

Then, a delicate melody escaped from her lips.

Luo Fengtang stared at Yang Ruoqing intently, pricked up his ears, and listened carefully...

He thought it was amazing.

It is unimaginable that these two pink lips, touching the tender leaves, can produce such a beautiful sound.

Clear, pure, without a trace of impurities.

It was so warm and beautiful that it made him relax.

The music is sometimes melodious and sometimes clear.

The joy is like seeing birds chasing in the forest and fish playing in the water.

When it is quiet, it is like a breeze blowing through the bamboo forest.

He looked up, and a bright moon hung in the sky.

The watery moonlight sprinkled on her body, like a veil made of water lightly covering her.

Her beautiful hair fluttered in the night breeze, and her graceful figure was so beautiful that he couldn't take his eyes off it.

He calmed down, as if he had entered a dream.

So beautiful, so beautiful...

When a voiceless song fell, he seemed to have a wonderful dream.

When she came back to her senses, her smiling eyes were close at hand.

"The teacher has finished blowing, are you a student listening?" She asked with a smile.

Luo Fengtang scratched his head.

He grinned a little embarrassedly.

"Hey, don't tell me that you didn't listen? Then I'm blind for nothing, my cheeks are sore from blowing... Oops!"

Before the words fell, she suddenly let out a low cry.

Taking advantage of the situation, he pulled her into his arms.

She fell on his lap, and she pressed him completely under her body out of inertia.

(End of this chapter)