, wonderful and free of pop-ups! When Yang Ruoqing rushed to the front yard in a hurry, the drama of tearing and forcing was going on in full swing in the front yard.
The door of the fourth room was wide open. Yang Huaming was lying on the bed with his butt stuck out, with a piece of material covering his waist, and he was still moaning.
Mrs. Tan was standing beside the bed with a broom and was slapping Yang Huaming on his exposed back.
While sniffing, he continued to scold: "You ungrateful white-eyed wolf, I can't guard against house thieves day and night! It's just a bowl of food left for your sister. You also care about it... You let your sister have this family?" What do you want to eat and drink here?”
"Beast, bastard, how can you act like a brother? If I had known you were this kind of character, I should have killed you in a piss bucket when I gave birth to you!"
The broom fell on Yang Huaming like raindrops. Yang Huaming screamed like a pig being killed, and the roof was about to be shaken off.
"Mom, my son knows he was wrong! He won't dare to do it again next time!"
Mrs. Tan remained indifferent, biting her cheek and continuing to beat her.
Yang Ruoqing stood at the door and looked around, and noticed something.
This Mr. Tan looked fierce, holding such a big broom and beating Yang Huaming like he was dying.
But the thunder was loud and the raindrops were light, so it didn't hurt much if the broom hit me, it was just a bluff!
Yang Ruoqing shook her head secretly, it hurt her body and her mother's heart. After all, a little old lady like Tan still has a soft place in her heart that holds her children.
However, those pretended children probably don’t include his father Yang Huazhong and fifth uncle Yang Huazhou, right?
Yang Huaming's howling sounded again in the room.
"Mom, please spare your son this trip. It's his fault. It's his fault that he was deceived by lard and listened to the words of Mrs. Liu! If I knew that the bowl of pheasant soup was reserved for Mei'er, the knife I don’t dare to touch it even if it’s placed around my neck…”
In the room, Tan's waving of the broom stopped abruptly.
The old lady turned her face away and glared fiercely at Mr. Liu who was hiding at the end of the bed with a pair of owl-like eyes.
Mrs. Liu was so frightened when she saw her man being beaten that she huddled in the corner at the foot of the bed and did not dare to show her head.
Hearing Yang Huaming thrust himself out, Leng Buding trembled all over.
"Mom, the fourth child is confused because of the pain of hemorrhoids. He is telling lies. This is none of my business...ah!"
Before he finished speaking, a broom fell on Mr. Liu's head.
Ms. Liu raised her arms to block it and screamed in horror.
"I knew that my fourth son was not that bad-hearted. You, a vicious woman, was the one instigating this. I am a good man, but you have instigated the evil. I will beat you to death, beat you to death!"
The broom fell on Mrs. Liu like a storm.
Mrs. Liu held her head in her hands and dodged around the room. In the process, Mrs. Tan pulled her hair.
"How dare you hide when your mother-in-law hits you? You are a vicious woman, no matter how old you are!"
Mrs. Tan spat hard on Mrs. Liu's face, threw away the broom in her hand, picked up an embroidery needle that was used to hold her shoes, and pierced Mrs. Liu's arms and thighs like raindrops...
Mrs. Liu's hair was disheveled, she was jumping around on the ground, and her voice was out of tune...
Yang Ruoqing was so entertained that she really didn't want to leave. She also wanted to see what would happen next. Someone gently pulled off her sleeve.
Turning around, I saw Xiao An coming.
"What's wrong, Xiao An?"
"Sister, mother asked you to go back and said that she had something to discuss with you."
Yang Ruoqing finally reluctantly glanced at the 'All Martial Arts' performance in the room, and took Xiao An's hand: "Okay, let's go back."
…
"Mom, what do you want to do with me?" Yang Ruoqing walked into Yang Huazhong's house and asked.
Lao Suntou was drinking tea and talking with Yang Huazhong there, and Mrs. Sun was changing off her field work shoes.
Hearing the voice, Mrs. Sun raised her head and said, "Qing'er, today your Chang Geng is here to help our family plow the remaining field. Mom has to go to the field to help and deliver some tea or something. It's noon. It’s up to you to clean up the meal!”
"no problem."
"Da'an and Xiao'an, you stay at home and help your sister to bring tea and water to your grandfather and father, do you understand?" Mrs. Sun turned to her two sons.
Big and small An nodded together.
After Mrs. Sun left, Yang Ruoqing took her two younger brothers to the yard outside and began to think about what to eat for lunch.
After eating both the eel and the pheasant, I had to keep the remaining pheasant and ask Ga Gong to take it back to Sunjiagou.
The only old hen cannot be touched. It must be kept to lay eggs, and it will have to hatch chicks later.
What to have for lunch?
If it were normal times, it wouldn't be so difficult.
Cook some multigrain rice, make a bowl of wild vegetables, or make egg custard, or a bowl of scrambled eggs with spicy pepper, and you can make do with it.
But now Mr. Ga is here, and Uncle Chang Geng is helping to plow the fields, which is strenuous work.
Because of my friendship with my father, Yang Huazhong, I don’t want to be paid, but it’s reasonable to have lunch!
What to have for lunch? This is what Yang Ruoqing is thinking about right now.
"Sister, are you wondering what we should have for lunch?" Daan suddenly asked.
Yang Ruoqing nodded: "Yes, we still have some cabbage, radish, spinach and lettuce brought by Grandpa. But the meat vegetables are gone."
Last night, she didn't bother to get in and out of the eel cage.
"Sister, there are small fish in the small river behind the village. I'm going to catch them!" Da'an said.
Yang Ruoqing was surprised and looked at Daan: "Can you still catch fish?"
Daan nodded.
"No, you are still young and it is dangerous to play in the water. You are not allowed to catch fish!" Yang Ruoqing said.
Daan stopped chewing.
"My sister can come up with something for lunch. Da'an, I'll tell you again. You're not allowed to go to the river behind the village to catch fish. Do you hear me?"
Da'an nodded: "I understand, sister, you are so verbose!"
The young man turned around and returned to the house.
Yang Ruoqing smiled and said to Xiao An: "Your sister is staring at your brother. He disobeyed and went to the river. You should sue me quickly!"
"I know, hee hee!" Xiao An nodded happily.
Yang Ruoqing touched Xiao An's head, then turned and entered the kitchen.
As a senior foodie, Yang Ruoqing is absolutely confident in finding ingredients that can satisfy her family.
The same ingredients, in the hands of different chefs, can produce different flavors.
As long as you are willing to use your brain to think about this thing, you will definitely be able to innovate.
A quick search...
Yang Ruoqing's eyes lit up, she found the soybeans brought by Ga Gong this time.
After weighing it, I found it weighed about ten kilograms.
Yang Ruoqing scooped out a pottery bowl, about the size of a pound, and soaked it in cold water.
Then she picked up a bamboo basket and left the kitchen.
"Gong Gong, dad, I'm going out to dig some wild vegetables in the woods."
"Okay, don't go too deep, come back early!"
"Um!"
…
Yang Ruoqing came to the woods. Digging wild vegetables was the second priority. The main thing was to try her luck in the woods.
Yesterday's two pheasants gave her a taste of the sweetness.
But she didn't have time to go deep into the forest today, so she planned to just hang around the outside of the forest.
During this season, most of the migratory birds in the mountains fly further south.
The Changping Village area is located in the south-central part of the world.
Hundreds of miles away from Mianniu Mountain, there are hidden dragons and crouching tigers in the mountains!
When migratory birds migrate every winter, a small group will stay in the Mianniu Mountain area.
(Today is Saturday, and the sun is shining here! What are you guys doing on Saturday? Staying in bed? Going to the cinema with your friends? Xiaoyu slept in today, it’s so cool! Start typing as soon as you wake up , I suddenly looked at the time, oh, I’m going, it’s almost twelve o’clock, and I haven’t had breakfast yet. I’m starving, so I’ll stop writing here for the time being, and go out to eat something delicious first, Chongqing spicy chicken, boiled meat, and tomatoes. Scrambled eggs. After I’m full, I’ll come back in the afternoon to continue typing. Double update today, eh, love you!)
