Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 98 Qing'er's words work (one more)

When Yang Huaming brought the meat and vegetables he stole from the cauldron in the stove back to his house and was enjoying it with relish, the evening meal in the third room in the backyard also came to an end.

Satisfied, everyone had a satisfied smile on their faces.

Chang Geng and Daniu stayed to accompany the old grandson to chat about the family, Luo Fengtang thought about his uncle at home, so he got up and said goodbye to everyone.

When he passed the door of the kitchen, he was called in by the Sun.

"Aunt San, what's wrong?" Luo Fengtang asked, looking at Yang Ruoqing who was standing behind the stove washing dishes and chopsticks.

Under the light, the doll's sleeve was rolled up to the crook of her arm, revealing a small section of Bai Shengsheng's arm.

See no evil, he staggered his gaze, and his cheeks were not cold all night.

Mr. Sun took out a bowl from the cupboard and uncovered the bowl that was upside down, revealing a bowl of chicken soup and chicken inside.

"Tangyazi, bring this bowl of pheasant soup to your uncle Zangkou Xian'er!" Mr. Sun said.

Luo Fengtang shook her head hurriedly: "Third aunt, I can't help it, how can I eat and take it?"

Mrs Sun said: "Auntie said that you made you make it! Not to mention that you were silent in the afternoon and helped our family to plough a piece of the field, and then overturned the car at the beach of Qing'er's father, and your uncle repaired the car for us. Kulu's kindness, what is this bowl of soup?"

"Third aunt, you're welcome, my ploughing doesn't take much effort..."

No matter what the Sun said, Luo Fengtang refused to accept the bowl of chicken soup.

Out of the corner of the boy's eyes, he glanced at Yang Ruoqing who was washing dishes on the stove side from time to time.

Sun had nothing to do, so he turned his head to Yang Ruoqing and said, "Qing'er, don't patronize the dishes, come here to help my mother persuade Tangyazi!"

Yang Ruoqing raised her head, glanced at Luo Fengtang, and smiled a few times with the corners of her mouth raised.

While washing the dishes, he said, "I said Tangyazi, isn't it just a bowl of chicken soup, what a big deal? Look at you, like a girl."

As soon as Yang Ruoqing said these words, Luo Fengtang suddenly blushed.

Sun shi looked at Yang Ruoqing angrily: "You girl, I asked you to persuade me, how can you hurt people by opening your mouth?"

Mrs Sun turned around and said to Luo Fengtang: "Tangyazi, don't take it to heart, my family Qinger has such a temperament, a knife-mouthed tofu-hearted, more enthusiastic than anyone else, it's been a long time, you will naturally know it. …”

Luo Fengtang opened her eyes in surprise.

Are you drunk?Misheard?Or misunderstood?

Why do you feel that the third aunt's words are a little difficult to understand?

Here, Yang Ruoqing also frowned.

Mother, why does this go farther and farther?It's like a matchmaker pulling a red thread!

Yang Ruoqing interrupted Sun's words aloud, and ordered Luo Fengtang.

"Tangyazi, if you're a man, just take it easy, accept it and go home quickly, you see, my mother's spit is going to flood the kitchen room, and my ears are getting calluses. You can do it. Okay, do me a favor, take the chicken soup and fulfill her wish!"

"Well, then I will thank the third aunt on behalf of my uncle!"

"You kid, why are you being polite to my aunt!"

Seeing that Luo Fengtang was finally willing to accept the bowl, Mrs Sun immediately smiled and glanced at Yang Ruoqing: "It's still my family's Qinger's words that work!"

The speaker is 'perhaps' unintentional, but the listener is sure.

Luo Fengtang's face blushed like a monkey's butt.

"Let's go, Auntie will take you out."

Luo Fengtang was pushed out of the kitchen door by Sun's. Before leaving, he wanted to look back at Guotai, but Sun's backhand closed the kitchen door.

Not looking at anything, there was an inexplicable loss in the boy's heart.

Sun sent Tang Yazi to the side door and stopped.

"Tangyazi, is my aunt's food delicious? Does it suit your taste?" she asked.

Luo Fengtang thought for a while, and answered honestly: "Well, it's fragrant and spicy. It's the first time I've eaten such delicious food when I grow up."

Mrs Sun nodded happily: "That's all made by my family's Qing'er, Tang Yazi, if you don't like my family's dishes, you will often come to my house to play in the future. This is a compliment to you!"

"Hehe." Luo Fengtang grinned a little embarrassedly, and lowered her head, not knowing how to answer the question.

"Sure, then go home quickly, be careful on the road!"

"Well, auntie, go back too!"

Looking at Luo Fengtang's back, the corners of Sun's eyes and brows were full of joy.

The mother-in-law looked at the son-in-law, and the more she looked at it, the more she liked it. Now, Mrs. Sun can fully understand the meaning of these words.

Back in the stove, the pots, bowls and chopsticks have been washed clean, and the stove is neatly tidy.

Yang Ruoqing was scooping a ladle of water by the water tank and washing her hands.

Hearing the door opening, she raised her eyelids and glanced here, jokingly said: "Mother, I doubt whether Tang Yazi is the biological son left behind by you and your father, look at tonight, Cong Tang Yazi. Come here, how much do you and my father despise him, both serving food and persuading him to drink, my own daughter is jealous!"

Sun was stunned for a moment, then smiled.

Picking up a clean cloth and handing it to Yang Ruoqing to wipe her hands, she said, "Qing'er, what do you think of this child Tang Yazi?"

"What's up?" Yang Ruoqing was at a loss.

"Character, appearance, conduct, what the hell!" Mrs Sun said.

Yang Ruoqing thought for a while, then shook her head and said, "Judging from the current appearance, it's not bad. There's nothing to choose from in terms of looks and body. It's just..."

"What is it?" Sun shi looked down at Yang Ruoqing and asked.

"It's just that you're not very concerned about personal hygiene. Mother, you haven't been to his kitchen. Ouch, if I go, I won't have a foot!"

And the last time I went to deliver dumplings, a fat mouse came out of the wooden barrel containing the rice.

It made her go to make rice and cook in the past few days, and she has a shadow in her heart.

Thinking of this, Yang Ruoqing frowned and shook her head.

"And at night when I went to measure his feet, his shoes smelled too heavy, I couldn't stand it..." She pinched her nose and tutted.

"Pfft!"

Sun shi couldn't help laughing, and lightly poked Yang Ruoqing's forehead with his finger.

"You girl, look at you, what are the shortcomings of these people?"

Mr. Sun continued: "The two lords live their lives, and there is no woman in charge of the family, isn't that the case? Besides, it is not uncommon for boys to crawl and roll in the underground rivers and ditches on the mountains all day long. The smell of sweat is what a man should have, you little girl don't understand!"

"Mother, I won't tell you this, the kitchen is cleaned up, let's go to the next room!"

"well……"

Sun's original plan was to inquire with Yang Ruoqing to find out her daughter's opinion of Tang Yazi, but Yang Ruoqing had already left the house.

After thinking about it for a while, Mrs Sun felt that she couldn't be in a hurry, and her daughter was still young, so she might not understand what she said, and she might even scare her.

We have to create some opportunities for these two children to be with each other more and more.

After a long time, the two have become familiar with each other, and have developed feelings for each other. Isn't everything just a matter of course?

In the next room, Chang Geng and Daniel hadn't left yet, and accompanied the old grandson to do the housework.

"Uncle Sun, tomorrow you will be at home to take care of your foot injury. I will help you cultivate the remaining field of the third family." Chang Geng said.

The old grandson didn't say anything, Yang Huazhong asked Chang Geng, "Will it delay your work?"

"It's okay, tomorrow I'm free, I'm free!" Chang Geng said.

Daniel also continued: "I can't spare any money for the past few days. I will wait for Chang Geng to plow the fields. I will help you grow rapeseed and wheat!"

Old Suntou said: "I brought rapeseed and wheat seeds this time. Originally, I planned to go back to Sunjiagou after planting, but my foot just got pricked, so it will only be tiring for the two of you."

"It's nothing, nothing, what kind of friendship do we have with the third child!" Chang Geng waved his hand.

Yang Huazhong didn't say anything. Now, he just hoped that his legs would recover sooner, and he could carry all the farm work at home.

(End of this chapter)