Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 9846 Who to settle accounts with?

After packing up the things in the main room, Yang Huamei hurried to the kitchen to make glutinous rice balls made with wine and poached eggs for her precious grandson Zhuang Zhuang.

Boil water in a pot, put a spoonful of lard after the water boils.

"Hey, Qiaohong, she really has never suffered as a child. A large bowl of lard was only refined a few days ago, and there is only a little bottom left."

At first, seeing that she cooks well and does housework neatly, she thought she was a master who knew how to live.

Now it seems that no!
"It's like this if I haven't suffered a lot before. I spend a lot of money. No wonder the roasted cabbage and radish taste so good these days. It turns out that I put lard so hard!"

Yang Huamei complained in her heart while making poached eggs.

Put a piece of pork in the boiling water pot to let the oil slowly melt, she turned around and took out a small bag from the dish cupboard, scooped half a bowl of glutinous rice into a large open bowl, scooped it out of the pot Exchange a little boiling water into the glutinous rice, then knead the glutinous rice flour into glutinous rice balls the size of peanuts, and put them in the pot.

Then, fermented glutinous rice, white sugar, all put in it all at once.

Finally, crack in two more eggs, cover the pot, come to the mouth of the stove, and pour firewood into the stove.

Guessing that it was almost time, she got up and lifted the lid of the pot, and a gust of hot air rushed towards her face.

lard?

"Oh, my son, my treasure, I haven't put on any clothes yet, be careful of catching a cold!"

However, she still hasn't found the person she wants to wait for!

Fried leftovers with pickled potherb mustard, more than half a bowl, and a chopstick head of soybeans.

It is only lubricated and delicious when it is fried with lard.

As soon as lard was mentioned, Yang Huamei was in a bad mood. She thought of Xu Qiao's braised dishes, and thought of the bowl of lard in the cupboard that was about to bottom out!

Yang Huamei patted a few loose hairs on her trouser legs, ordered Wang Hongquan with a straight face, then turned around and walked out of the yard quickly.

No, if you have the heart, someone should come and explain yesterday afternoon or evening.

Yang Huamei carried Zhuang Zhuang on her lap, and quickly put on clothes and shoes for Zhuang Zhuang.

After wiping his face, he wiped his chin, neck, and small palms.

My baby is so smart, so nice!
After eating and drinking enough, Yang Huamei let Zhuang Zhuang play in the house by herself, while she went to the kitchen to clean up the dishes.

Therefore, Yang Huamei plans to take the initiative!
However, it is definitely inconvenient to bring a child, so Yang Huamei yelled towards the backyard: "Well, father-in-law, come and help me take care of Zhuangzhuang, I will go to my mother's house!"

If such a young child was choked, not to mention that he would be worried as a great grandfather, Meier would probably have to work hard with him!
So, even after Zhuang Zhuang took a bite of potherb mustard fried rice, he pouted his mouth and stood on tiptoe, wanting to take another bite...

After Zhuang Zhuang was fed, the child sat there belching, Yang Huamei got up, went to the washbasin in the main room, twisted a handkerchief and wiped Zhuang Zhuang's face carelessly.

This time, her frown was even deeper than before!
It's not early in the morning anymore, it's already high in the sun, and it is estimated that [-]% of the people in the village should have woken up.

Zhuang Zhuang was standing by the bed playing with toys, when he saw his great-grandpa come in, the little guy pecked his mouth and said 'Oh! ', this is greeting Wang Hongquan!
Wang Hongquan narrowed his eyes with a smile, "Okay, okay! Good boy!"

If he didn't care, he might never wait for someone to come and explain.

When passing by Yang Huamei, Yang Huamei glanced at the food in the old man's bowl.

Wang Hongquan went into the house and went straight to his great-grandson Zhuangzhuang.

"Zhuang Zhuang is in the West Room, you go in and accompany him, I'll be back when I finish my work!"

After washing the pots and bowls, she came out of the stove and went to the main room, and glanced at the courtyard door several times.

The fragrance of fermented rice lingers in the small kitchen.

Potherb mustard fried rice is originally a very delicious delicacy, but it is not fried like this, it makes people lose their appetite at all.

"Ouch, my baby, don't burn it, grandma will feed you!"

Two bowls were prepared on the pot table. Yang Huamei put poached eggs and rice dumplings in one bowl, and put the rice dumplings left in the pot into another bowl.

Then Zhuang Zhuang saw the rice bowl in Wang Hongquan's hand, immediately dropped the toy in his hand, went to Wang Hongquan's side, hugged Wang Hongquan's legs with both hands, looked up eagerly at the rice bowl in Wang Hongquan's hand.

Yang Huamei quickly followed and started feeding Zhuang Zhuang.

Yang Huamei came over to hug Zhuang Zhuang, and found that the eldest grandson's hands and feet were warm, and his forehead was covered with hot sweat. It seemed that not only was he not cold, but he was sweating hot from the tossing and turning!

Wang Hongquan was having breakfast, when he heard Yang Huamei's order, Wang Hongquan came over with his rice bowl in his hand.

When she came out, she even took a few glances in the direction of the courtyard gate.

The small mouth opened and closed, like a hungry little fish.

Seeing that he seemed to want to turn over the basket of sewing and scissors, Yang Huamei hurriedly stopped him.

Yang Huamei was so nervous that she quickly put the two bowls in her hand on the table, and ran to the bed with her arms outstretched.

"Want to eat? Well, well, grandpa feed you."

The shoes had just been put on, and Zhuang Zhuang couldn't wait to get off the ground. He staggered and ran towards the table, then climbed up the stool, reached the table with his little hand, stretched his body and stretched his arms Go grab the bowl on the table.

Then, frowning, he entered the kitchen.

She returned to the West Room with food, and found that Zhuang Zhuang got up from the quilt again, playing somersaults on the quilt in his sleeping clothes, from the head of the bed to the end of the bed, and from the end of the bed to the head of the bed.

Wang Hongquan didn't dare to let him eat more.

Yang Huamei just glanced at it, and felt her throat was dry.

"Come on, Bao put on his clothes and have breakfast."

If he had the heart, he would have come here to explain it a long time ago.

Wang Hongquan bent down and fed Zhuang Zhuang a sip into his mouth, not daring to feed more for fear of choking.

After all this was done, she picked up her own bowl and drank it with a splash, while her eyes were still paying attention to every move of her eldest grandson Zhuang Zhuang.

Those with poached eggs are strong, and those without poached eggs are naturally her own.

"Okay, okay, I'm here, you can do whatever you need to do!" Wang Hongquan said, taking a bite of food and walking into the house.

Seeing him playing with toys in the room, jumping up and down, Yang Huamei's eyes were full of smiles.

Still just feeding in small mouthfuls.

"Little thing, why are you eating so happily? Didn't your grandma give you breakfast?"

"Come, come, eat slowly, I'll give you everything in the bowl of my great-grandfather, eat slowly!"

On the other side, after Yang Huamei left the old Wang's new house, she went straight to the old Yang's old house.

This aura... was menacing, even the cats and dogs on the side of the road could feel that she was going to settle accounts with someone!
(End of this chapter)