Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 9842 is the kind of old Wang's family

Chapter 9847

Old Yang also looked around, "Oh, are you hungry? What's the matter? Are there no snacks in the room?"

Tan said: "Since those pastries attracted mice last time, I haven't dared to hide desserts in the house for a while."

Old Yangtou: "How about I help you go to Luo's house and ask if there is any food?"

"What are you talking about? I'd rather starve to death than lose that person!" Tan was so excited that he almost jumped out of bed.

Old Yangtou laughed, "Hahaha, don't be impatient, I won't go if I don't."

Mrs. Tan glared at Lao Yang's head for a few times, clutching her empty stomach and sat back down again.

But Old Yang waved at her: "Old woman, look, what is this!"

"What are you doing..."

Tan muttered, but still raised her head and looked towards Old Yang.

But the old man took out a bowl from behind the large blue and white porcelain teapot on the table behind him as if by a magic trick.

There is also a bowl upside down on top of the bowl, obviously for heat preservation.

"Look what this is!"

As if offering a treasure, the old man took down the upside-down bowl and put it aside, and brought the contents of the bottom bowl to Mrs. Tan for her to see.

Tan stretched his neck to look.

There are noodles in the bowl.

The soup is white and fragrant, with small green vegetables, poached eggs, and a cut meat ball.

"This is……?"

"This is noodles in mutton soup. The third daughter-in-law cooked it for you. Look, it's still hot."

"What?" Tan couldn't believe it. She looked around, not because she didn't believe that Sun would cook noodles for her.

Mrs. Sun is an honest daughter-in-law, hardworking and kind-hearted, she will do whatever she wants, and she has almost no temper.

It is not uncommon for Mrs. Sun to serve him and cook noodles for him.

What surprised Tan was that when did this bowl of lamb soup noodles appear on this table?
"Ha, don't make a fuss, it was sent by the third brother earlier." Old Yang headed to a showdown with Mrs. Tan.

"The third one brought it here? When? I've been sitting in the room, why didn't I see anyone else?" Tan was even more surprised this time.

For a living person as big as the third child, he sent such a big bowl of noodles, and he didn't even notice?Damn it is!

Old Yang said: "He didn't enter the house. I went out and brought it in. It was taken when you were crying under the quilt earlier."

"what?"

Tan tried hard to recall, and finally remembered.

For a while, she became more and more sad as she talked, and then she lay down on the quilt and wiped her tears.

He didn't bother to pay attention to the movement behind him.

Now that the old man reminded her, Mrs. Tan was finally able to get things right.

"Then... did the third child say anything else?" She asked.

Old Yang said: "What else can I say, it must be words that care about you and worry about you!"

"Humph, it's not rare!" Tan snorted a few times and turned her face away.

However, the noodles in the mutton soup were so fragrant that Tan's stomach let out a few disappointing grunts.

Embarrassed, Tan lowered her head and pressed her empty stomach hard, wishing she could get a hemp rope to tighten this empty bag-like stomach until she was strangled to death!
Old Yang watched Tan's doing these things from the side, and felt it was funny.

"Okay, okay, you have to eat when you are hungry, even the emperor has to eat."

As the old man said, he got up and came to the bed, and stuffed the bowl and chopsticks into Tan's hands.

"Eat slowly, I'll go out and hang around, I haven't chatted with Old Jiangtou and the others yet!"

Old Yang put the tobacco stick in his waist, with his hands behind his back, humming a little tune, and left the east room leisurely with eight-character steps.

Now, his leg has healed, so he has Tan's permission to smoke.

As for wine, drink in moderation.

Therefore, the old man lives very comfortably now, and he can take it wherever he wants to go, completely saying goodbye to the previous wheelchair.

As for Yu Xingkui, he has already returned to Yujia Village to reunite with his family.

Yang Ruoqing said that it will be like this for the first time within the year, and no work will be arranged for him.

When the new year is over, give Yu Xingkui two choices.

Either go to the tea garden and work with Xu Yuanming and the others to take care of the tea garden.

Or go to the Taoist temple to do some rough work of sweeping and picking manure.

When going to the tea garden, you have to live in the teahouse and go home once a month, and you can stay for four days each time you go home.

You can ask for leave under special circumstances. If you ask for leave, your wages will definitely be deducted.

In addition, to do things in Taoist temples, that is to go early and return late, but the salary must be relatively less than that in the tea garden, so it is up to Yu Xingkui to choose when the time comes.

The reason why he was allowed to choose by himself was mainly because Old Yang tried his best to speak well for Yu Xingkui. I hope that Yang Ruoqing can give Yu Xingkui more choices and take care of Yu Xing for the sake of Yu Xingkui's hard work and follow-up. Kui.

So Yang Ruoqing agreed.

……

After Lao Yangtou left, Mrs. Tan immediately got up and walked towards the table with the bowl and chopsticks, complaining while walking.

"The bad old man doesn't think about things, why should I sit by the bed and eat, anyway, I have to sit at the table to eat!"

Tan pulled up a stool and sat down, lowered her head and took a sip of the soup from the rim of the bowl.

Well, fragrant, fresh!
She picked up another chopsticks of noodles with her chopsticks and sucked them into her mouth, um, not bad, the noodles were rolled with strength and chewy!

Hey, this is the kind of belly meat that Fatty used a dagger to teach everyone to cut into small pieces at the dinner table before?

Before Tan had time to eat this part, he left in a fit of anger.

This time, I was sitting quietly at the table alone, eating belly meat, hey, it tastes really good!

Is this a whole one?
Well, a lot!

Tan sat at the table, eating with relish.

By the window outside the house, Old Yang took a sneak peek at the movement in the room, smiled and nodded, and then walked away in peace.

In the evening, Yang Ruoqing asked Mrs. Sun to deliver belly meat to each house of Lao Yang's family.

There are two belly meats with big fists.

So when the night fell, every room in Lao Yang's house had extra meals.

In the Luo family, at night, Yang Ruoqing heated up the remaining roast leg of lamb, and then heated up a bowl of pork belly soup.

Wild mushrooms and small green vegetables are added to the belly bag broth for adjustment.

Of course, green vegetables, radishes, etc. are indispensable for Dun Dun.

As for chili sauce, it is also an indispensable role on the dinner table.

Yang Huazhong and Mrs. Sun must have eaten here too. At the dinner table, Mrs. Sun told Yang Huazhong about Mrs. Liu's entrustment to Yang Ruoqing.

Yang Huazhong nodded with a smile: "It's rare that the fourth sibling has such a heart, which is not bad. The banquets here are all the same, and it's really a bit boring. It's a good idea to bring forth the new through the old!"

Yang Huazhong's eyes kept lingering on the two little grandchildren, Tuantuan was drinking mutton soup in a gentle manner.

Yuanyuan gnawed on a lamb chop with a rough face...

The onion froth on the lamb chops stuck to his chin, and Yang Huazhong immediately laughed when he saw it. He stretched out his hand, and his rough fingertips gently wiped away the onion froth from the corner of his mouth...

"Tomorrow I will go to the mountains to inquire about it, and then I will buy a sheep. My two treasures like to eat it!" he said.

Mrs. Sun nodded again and again: "Okay, then buy it, our family can afford it, even if we eat it every day, as long as the children like it!"

Luo Tiejiang and Wang Cuilian also stared at the two little grandsons with loving faces.

When he heard that Yang Huazhong wanted to go into the mountains to buy sheep, Blacksmith Luo said directly: "I will go with you, and I will buy too! Buy more sheep and tie them to the stables in the backyard!"

Wang Cuilian said: "Okay, I'll spread more straw later to keep the sheep warm and keep them for a longer period of time."

Yang Ruoqing couldn't help laughing when she heard what the two parents said.

"Uncle, Dad, please don't do this," she said.

"The mutton is dry, and if you eat too much, you will get angry, especially for children."

"Fish, shrimp, and lean meat can be eaten every day, but not too much, too much."

"Vegetables and eggs are indispensable every day, but mutton and beef are exceptions. Occasionally eating it is enough. If you eat too much, you will have problems."

Yang Ruoqing's words scared everyone.

"Mutton is so good that it's so expensive, what could go wrong? What could go wrong?" they asked.

Yang Ruoqing said: "Get angry, have rashes, constipation, dry mouth, sore tongue, disturbed sleep at night, pulling my hair..."

Everyone was scared.

"Okay, then don't buy it for now." Yang Huazhong said.

Sun and Wang Cuilian were also a little scared, especially when they saw that Yuanyuan was still eating the lamb chops with great relish, the two of them exchanged a few glances, wishing they could take the lamb chops down and not give them to the children...

……

It's night, old Wang's house.

Yang Huamei's leg has almost healed after this period of rest in bed.

You don't need to use the pair of wooden crutches given by Lao Yangtou to walk, you can walk by yourself.

But I can't run and jump, I can't hug, and I can't carry my big grandson.

Zhuang Zhuang can run and walk by himself, and as the name suggests, he is indeed very strong, inheriting the good genes of his uncle Xiao Hei, he can eat, drink and sleep.

He doesn't look like Dabai at all, his eyebrows, eyes and facial features are like red plums, and his body is like Xiaohei.

At first, some people privately said that a woman as coquettish as Hongmei was second-hand and remarried to Dabai, maybe this Zhuang Zhuang is not Dabai's species.

As a result, the child gradually showed the genes of the old Wang family after raising him.

It's completely from the old Wang's family...

No, the dinner was cooked, and Xiao Hei came over to call for dinner, Yang Huamei got up from the bed, and led Zhuang Zhuang to the main room for dinner.

In the main room, an oil lamp was lit on the table, and three dishes were placed around the oil lamp.

A bowl of cabbage and radish.

A bowl of braised pork left over from lunch, basically no lean meat, just a few glistening pieces of fat soaked in fat.

Then there is a little shallow pickle in the bowl.

The pickles were sour and smelly, and they were pitch-black lumps, like salted cabbage, so when Xu Qiaohong brought these dishes over, she was holding her breath.

"Mom, I didn't order any other dishes at night, so let's make do with the leftovers at noon!" Xu Qiaohong said.

Yang Huamei nodded, "I can do anything, don't pick and choose, let Zhuang Zhuang eat a few pieces of meat!"

At the end Yang Huamei said: "It's pretty good to be able to eat meat every day, I'm very content!"

(End of this chapter)