Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 9930 Back to the beginning
The big guys split up, and the backyard was once again busy.

Outside the gate of the courtyard behind Lao Yang's house, there is a large field across a small dry ditch.

Because the whole lamb was going to be roasted today, Yang Ruoqing had discussed it with Yang Huazhonghe in advance, and found Uncle Changgen and some bricklayers in the village to build a long row of roasting sheep with stones and bricks. fire.

The inside is already full of fruit charcoal at the moment, and now it is waiting for the sheep to be down there, and then it will be carried over on a skewer with an iron hook for roasting.

Old Yang walked around outside, the front house and the backyard were full of people, busy working, busy to find out for today's four-bedroom daughter-in-law.

With his hands behind his back, Lao Yang was holding the dry tobacco pole that Mrs. Tan gave him, and a cigarette bag full of shredded tobacco was hanging on his waist.

After the old man wandered around, he felt as if he had returned to the old Yang’s house. Even the dusty front yard and lobby room had been cleaned up. Red candles the size of a child’s arm were lit in the shrine dedicated to the ancestors. offerings.

In the main room, there were four tables set up just like the banquet in those days, and each table had a long bench in the direction of east, west, north, south, and each bench could seat three people side by side.

But on the stools in the east and west directions, only two can be seated, and three in the north and south, so this is how one table can seat ten people!

After looking around, Old Yang went back to the east room with satisfaction to drink some tea and sit for a while.

As soon as I entered the room, I saw that compared with the noise and people coming and going outside, the east room was just a quiet place amidst the noise.

Mrs. Tan was sitting in the fire barrel of the moon boat by the window, with a needlework basket on her lap, and was buried in the soles of her shoes.

The sole of the shoe is that kind of laminated sole, although it is troublesome to fight, but it is really comfortable to wear on the sole of the foot.

What Lao Yang wore on his head and feet was a pair of mille-soled shoes, but these shoes were not given by Tan Shi, but by Bao Suyun.

How to put it, for more than ten years, my clothes, shoes and socks from head to toe were bought by my daughter-in-law and grand-daughter-in-law at home, and I basically never wore these things made for him by the old woman.

As for the reason for this, I won't say much, because even the old man himself doesn't want to recall it.

But at this moment, Lao Yang looked at the sole board in Tan's hand, and he was secretly happy.

"Which one is for such a big shoe sole?" Old Yang walked over and asked intentionally.

Tan's eyelids didn't even bother to tease him, but he spit out some unpleasant words: "For an old dog!"

"Forehead……"

Old Yang's head was full of black lines, and the veins on his forehead were throbbing.

"You, you, you have lost your whole life with one mouth!" said the old man.

This time, Mrs. Tan was finally willing to raise her head and look at him, "That's okay, my parents gave me this mouth, and I can't speak nice words. If you like to hear nice things, go to your Yunya Come back, she will speak nicely, and I'm sure you'll be tickled."

The black lines on Old Yang's face were like noodles, almost completely covering his face.

"It's been a long time ago, and you still mention it, you don't think it's embarrassing!"

Mrs. Tan put down the work in her hand, raised her head, and stared at Old Yang: "Hey, people who do such things like you don't think it's embarrassing. What's so embarrassing about the people I'm talking about?"

Well, Old Yang was completely defeated, he wished he could raise his hand and slap himself on the mouth.

If I had known this earlier, I wouldn't have teased the old woman. It's really not funny at all, let alone a joke.

Therefore, the old man had to quickly change the subject and change the subject to a topic that the old lady was interested in, otherwise, this would be endless.

What topic should we change?
The old man rolled his eyes, and then thought of it.

"Well, Meier is coming over today, right? Have you greeted her about this?"

The old man really bet right.

As soon as Yang Huamei was mentioned, the hostility in Tan's eyes disappeared immediately, and everyone's eyes returned to normal.

"I don't need to say hello at all. Yesterday everyone ate the full moon wine in Wufang, the fourth child, and Mrs. Liu, all greeted Mei'er."

"Meier will definitely come over today, don't worry!"

"Well, it's fine if you can come over. I saw it was after breakfast and I haven't seen her yet, so I asked." As the old man said, he raised his legs and walked to the table, sat down for a while, and took a few puffs cigarette.

As a result, as soon as he sat down, Mrs. Tan told him: "Don't sit still, go for a walk and visit Lao Wang's house!"

"Ah? Let's go now?" The old man was surprised, he just sat down, so he took a breath!

Tan said: "If you don't want to go, when will you go? Go and remind Meier to come over earlier, come and chat with me, and tell her that the fire barrel is warmed here, and snacks are also prepared for Zhuang Zhuang. Come on, tell her to come over quickly!"

Old Yangtou: "Don't rush, don't rush, wait until I have two puffs of cigarettes before going."

"What are you smoking? That stuff chokes people to death, I'll drop the cigarette stick for you later!"

"Don't, this cigarette stick was given by you last time, it's a pity to drop it."

"Then are you going? Are you going?"

"All right, all right, I'll go right away, hey!"

Old Yangtou didn't even have time to get the pipe and pipe, so he got up and left the east room, and went to Lao Wang's house to find Yang Huamei.

Looking at the back of the old man walking away, Tan groaned triumphantly, and told him from behind: "Close the door, it's windy!"

The door was closed, the noise was blocked outside the house, and the house was quiet again.

Tan picked up the sole board and started the flying needle. After working for a few rounds, Tan suddenly thought of something, put the sole board back into the basket, got out of the moon fire bucket, and walked towards the table.

She first took a look at the tobacco stick on the table, then put it back where it was, and then took a look at the cigarette pouch next to it.

"What a rotten old man, the pipes are all torn, and the shreds of tobacco are leaking out, you can't even see them, and your eyes are growing up!"

Muttering in her mouth, Tan dumped the remaining shredded tobacco in the cigarette pouch on the table, and then sat back in the fire barrel with the empty cigarette pouch.

The old lady found a piece of clean cloth, made some gestures on the cigarette bag, then cut a small piece with the scissors, and sewed it along the inner circle.

After a while, the work was finished. The old lady buried her head and bit off the thread, turned the cigarette bag back to the front, got up and went back to the table, swept the shredded tobacco on the table back into the cigarette bag, and then tied the cigarette bag tightly. mouth.

After finishing all this, she sat back in the fire barrel with satisfaction, and then beat the soles of Lao Yang's shoes.

On the way Lao Yangtou went to Lao Wang's house, he met many villagers, and the big guys would stop to say hello to the old man, politely, and Lao Yangtou would also stop to say hello to them.

Whether in the past or now, Lao Yang's family in Changping Village is, to put it bluntly, well-known and well-known. Even in the past, they were doing well.

(End of this chapter)