Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 9721 The score is clear
Before Lao Yang could make a statement, the old Sun who was beside him sent out an invitation first:
"Come to my house for dinner at noon. I still have two spare ribs at home. Ask her to cook them in soy sauce for us to drink!"

Yang Huaming didn't have any objection to this, and he grinned at the old grandson with anticipation in his smile.

Because in Yang Huaming's opinion, it is impossible for a butcher's family to kill pigs with only two ribs. There must be a lot of pork belly and other broken things in the family.

There must be a lot of pigs in the water, people just reported a spare rib, as long as they go to eat, there must be other hard dishes.

So Yang Huaming was looking forward to going to Sun's house for dinner.

However, Lao Yangtou declined Lao Suntou's kindness.

Old Yangtou said this: "Old brother, you are too polite. We came back suddenly today, and we didn't say hello in advance, so we won't bother you at your house."

"I will ask my fourth daughter-in-law to make two more bowls of rice later, and we old couple can just make do with one bite."

Old Yang firmly remembered that this month he was going to be supported by Sifang, so it was only right to go to Sifang to eat.

The old man and the old lady discussed a long time ago that they should try not to go to other rooms for dinner during the month of supporting them in that room.

Unless there are special circumstances, whoever should raise the child should raise it, and the score is clear.

For example, this month you ate with this room, but ended up going to other rooms for seventy or eighty meals. If the other rooms didn’t say anything, there must be a reaction in your heart.

Teeth and tongues collide in this world, not to mention children?

A sensible person will keep dissatisfaction in his heart and maintain superficial peace.

But there was a shock in my heart, and that was true.

Lao Yangtou and Mrs. Tan also wanted to try their best not to let everyone leave any quarrel, and tried their best to have a bowl of water.

The old grandson said: "That's all right, I'll wait for you to settle down later, and then come over and have a cup of wine, and clean up the dust for you!"

The old men sat together under the wall on weekdays, talking about everyday topics, besides the farm work in the fields, they would also talk about some stories in the playbook.

Drama books such as Taoyuan Sanjie were not uncommonly used by them to read and discuss, and each of them learned a few classic lines from it and from the stage.

Receiving the wind and washing the dust, inserting knives for brothers, riding thousands of miles alone, righteousness and cloud sky... these are all things that these old men like to talk about, and sometimes they can even use them flexibly for the wine table culture.

When persuading each other to drink, they will say that brotherhood is deep and boring.

"Okay, when the time comes to go to your house, let's get drunk." Old Yang also said.

Yang Huaming listened to it very much, as if he saw two veterans clapping their shoulders together and making bold words.

Lao Suntou and Xiaojie's father stood in Lao Yangtou's room for a while, then went home to work.

There is an old sow in Sun's family who is about to give birth to piglets recently. The pig farm can't be left alone for a long time, and someone has to be around to wait on it.

As a result, as soon as Lao Suntou and Xiaojie's father entered the yard, they met Cao Bamei who came out of the yard.

"Uncle, Brother, I've greeted my sister-in-law, and I've come over for dinner at noon!"

Cao Bamei excitedly waved her hand at the two of them and extended an invitation.

When Bamei Cao left, Old Sun turned around and asked Xiaojie's father, "Is it my eyesight or something? Can you see what that thing Bamei is holding in her hand? But two ribs?"

Xiaojie's father scratched his head in embarrassment, "Yes, it's those two ribs."

Isn't it embarrassing? Earlier, he invited Lao Yang to come over for lunch at noon, saying that he would burn two ribs to go with the wine.

As a result, the ribs had already been taken by Bamei.

Fortunately, Lao Yang didn't agree to come over for dinner, otherwise he would have to chase back the ribs in Bamei's hand.

"Xu Shiyongjin is back, and my eighth sister wants to order." The old grandson immediately thought of this.

Xiaojie's father also nodded in agreement, "I think so, Bamei told us to go over for dinner at noon!"

When the father and father were stunned, Mrs. Sun came out of the kitchen carrying a load of pig food barrels.

Seeing the two of them, Da Sun said: "What are you two muttering about at the door? By the way, the eighth younger sister came here just now. Let's go to eat at noon. Don't make a fire. I'm going to fetch some water and put it first." The pig food has been cooked, so we won’t cook it this afternoon!”

The old grandson asked the elder grandson, "Have you answered everything?"

Da Sun nodded: "Yes, Bamei's family is not someone else's. I gave her the two spare ribs. They don't need money. She will kill a chicken later to make do with it. Let's all go and have a good time together!"

Xiaojie's father hurried forward and took over the burden from Dasun's shoulders, "I'll pick it up, you rest."

Da Sun looked at the thin man in front of him who was slightly shorter than himself, but his eyes were full of the happiness and satisfaction of meeting a beloved.

A man, no matter what he looks like, or his family background, as long as he has good character, loves others, is down-to-earth, can support a family, respects his elders, loves his children, and is considerate to his wife, he is the best man in the world!

And I was lucky enough to meet him.

"I don't have to rest either. I'm going to rub the old sow's belly. Hearing her whimpering these days, I'm afraid she's going to give birth soon."

Watching Dasun's and Xiaojie's father move separately, the old grandson stroked his beard in satisfaction, and the old man also hummed a little tune, and went to the pig farm in the backyard contentedly.

On the other side, Lao Yang brought Yu Xingkui to the Luo family across the wall...

At the same time, the old Wang family.

Xiao Hei drove the carriage straight to the gate of the old Wang's new house and stopped.

Yang Huamei lifted the curtain of the car and looked outside, and found that the carriage was parked at the entrance of the new house, not the old one.

Yang Huamei was surprised, she stretched her head and asked Xiao Hei: "Why did you stop at the door of your brother's house? It was a wrong stop."

Xiao Hei laughed and said: "That's right, mother, you can come to my brother's room and lie down to recuperate first."

"Ah? Why?" Yang Huamei was even more surprised.

Tan's face in the carriage was also full of astonishment.

But Xu Qiaohong said calmly, "Mother, Xiao Hei and I discussed this in advance."

"Mother, think about it, our old house has been in disrepair for a long time, and it has been unoccupied for more than half a month. Master is alone at home with Zhuang Zhuang, and he must have no time to clean it up. The west room and the east room must be damp and moldy."

"It's not good for your legs if you lie in that kind of room. The doctor said that you want to live in a dry and warm room, so Xiao Hei and I are thinking about settling you in their new house first. The new house is spacious and grand. Good for the legs there!"

Hearing Xu Qiaohong's analysis, Yang Huamei was relieved.

This feeling of relief is because she thinks that Xiao Hei and Xu Qiaohong's thinking makes sense. The old house is indeed prone to damp and mold, especially since there have been two rains during this period, maybe some parts of the West Room are still leaking. ...

(End of this chapter)