, wonderful and free of pop-ups! A daughter is a caring little cotton-padded jacket for her parents.
Yang Ruoqing knew that during the majority of the day she was gone, her father Yang Huazhong, who was paralyzed in bed, must have been thinking about him.
So without further delay, he turned around and entered Yang Huazhong's house.
"Dad, my family is here!"
In the room, the man was half sitting on the bed, but he was craning his neck and looking out.
Seeing his girlfriend enter the house full of energy, the stone that had been hanging in the man's heart for a long time finally fell to the ground.
"Qing'er, it's good to be back. I'm going to town today. Is everything okay? No one is bullying you, right?" Yang Huazhong asked repeatedly.
Yang Ruoqing pursed her lips and smiled, shaking her head: "Dad, don't worry, I'm afraid the person who can bully me hasn't been born yet!"
Yang Huazhong was surprised for a moment, then nodded with a relieved smile: "That's good, that's good!"
"Third uncle!"
A voice came from the door of the house, and then a tall figure bent into the house.
The house, which was not considered spacious, looked a bit cramped due to the presence of people.
Yang Ruoqing turned around and saw Luo Fengtang coming in.
She hurriedly turned to Yang Huazhong who was sitting on the bed and said: "Dad, today I am going to the town with Tang Yazi to sell tofu! Look at his body and fists, who dares to bully me? That's Blind!"
Yang Huazhong had also seen Luo Fengtang walking towards the bed. The man sat up straight, holding on to the bed board under him, and looked at Luo Fengtang with a friendly smile.
"Tangyao, are you tired from the journey? Sit down for a while." Yang Huazhong pointed to the stool next to him and greeted Luo Fengtang.
Then he ordered Yang Ruoqing: "Qing'er, pour a bowl of tea for Tang Yazi."
"Hey!" Yang Ruoqing responded, turned around and was about to fall down, but Luo Fengtang stopped her.
"Qing'er, please don't fall down. I said hello to my third uncle and want to go home." Luo Fengtang said.
"Okay, that's up to you!" Yang Ruoqing said, poured herself a bowl, and stood at the table and drank.
In front of the bed here, Yang Huazhong was asking Luo Fengtang about going to town today.
Luo Fengtang had a shy but respectful smile on his face. He listened carefully and answered carefully.
Yang Huazhong nodded repeatedly with satisfaction.
"Tang Yaozi, I won't delay you anymore. Hurry home and don't keep your uncle waiting! When you have time, come back and chat with your third uncle and me!"
Yang Huazhong said a little reluctantly.
Luo Fengtang nodded, "Well, third uncle, you have a good rest. I'll see you later!"
"Okay!" Yang Huazhong said.
Luo Fengtang turned to look at Yang Ruoqing again, "Qing'er, I'll leave first."
Yang Ruoqing put down the tea bowl in her hand and raised her hand to wipe the water stains from the corners of her mouth, "Okay, then go ahead!"
Luo Fengtang left with his front legs, and Sun entered the house with his back legs.
"Qing'er, why don't you go and see her off?" asked Sun as she entered the door.
Yang Ruoqing just sat down on the stool and was stunned for a moment when she heard this.
"What to give?" she asked.
"Send it to Tang Yazi!" said Sun.
Yang Ruoqing laughed dumbly.
"What the hell, he's not a little baby who doesn't know his way home, so he still wants to give it away? He's so funny!"
"You little girl, what's so funny about this? People have come all the way to help you carry such heavy barrels and soybeans back..."
"Mom, Tang Yazi is not an outsider, so you don't need to do those fake things!" Yang Ruoqing curled her lips and said.
Not an outsider?
Both Sun and Yang Huazhong heard this.
The couple looked at each other, and their eyes lit up.
"How...how do you say this?" Mrs. Sun suppressed the excitement in her heart and asked tentatively.
Yang Ruoqing then told her parents about buying tofu in a few words.
He also took out the contract he signed with Chef Zhou.
Originally I wanted to hand it to Sun, but thinking that Sun was illiterate, I handed the contract to Yang Huazhong instead.
I heard that Lao Yangtou used to work in the county town, but later something happened and he moved back to his hometown of Changping Village.
Because he had broadened his horizons outside, Old Yangtou himself knew some words. Even though his sons and grandchildren at home were digging in the dirt, they all knew a few words like his old father.
Yang Huazhong looked at the contract for a long time, and the muscles on his face twitched violently, showing a bit of excitement!
Sun came closer and said, "Dad Qing'er, what does this contract say? Can it be counted?"
Yang Huazhong tapped the contract lightly with his finger joints, closed it and handed it to Yang Ruoqing.
"Ms. Qing'er, it's true. The restaurant regularly buys our tofu, and we will have another channel to make money in the future!" Yang Huazhong said.
"Really? That's great, Bodhisattva bless you!" Mrs. Sun also became excited, and she seemed to see hope in the corners of her eyes and eyebrows.
Here, Yang Ruoqing raised the corners of her lips as she looked at her parents' happy faces.
"Tang Yazi and I have agreed that we will make tofu together in the future to make money. We will make it, and he will help us choose it and sell it in the town. From now on, we will be just grasshoppers on a rope. We are not our own people. What?"
Sun and Yang Huazhong suppressed their joy and excitement, and the couple secretly exchanged glances.
Although, this 'one of their own' is different from the one they expected in their hearts.
But I can't eat hot tofu in such a hurry.
As long as the two children have the opportunity to work together and are willing to work together, there is hope for the future!
The couple had a tacit understanding and stopped asking about the matter, and started making preparations to go to the mountain to burn incense.
Because Yang Huazhong's legs and feet were not good, Sun had to lead the three Yang Ruoqing siblings when they went to the mountain in the afternoon.
Lao Suntou is a relative and a native of another village. He is going to burn incense for the ancestors of the Lao Yang family, so it is not suitable for him to go.
So, in the house, Mrs. Sun began to prepare incense paper and other things.
Over there, Yang Ruoqing took advantage of the opportunity and planned to go back to the house to wash her face, comb her hair and so on.
When he walked out of the house, he saw Xiao An, who had finished eating the meat buns, squatting on the ground in the yard.
Holding a small branch in his hand, he was playing happily with his army of ants.
He was slutty, with his head tilted to one side, and he was concentrating, and he was still mumbling something in his little mouth.
Yang Ruoqing couldn't help but become interested, walked over and squatted down next to him, looking at some of the lines on the ground that he had drawn with branches that she couldn't understand.
"Xiao An, what are you playing with the ants?"
"fight!"
"What?" Yang Ruoqing was surprised.
Without raising his head, Xiao An used the branches in his hands to point at the deep or shallow scratches on the ground under his feet, and said to Yang Ruoqing: "I divided them into different camps and let them fight. Look, these are the two sides. Handsome, the one rushing in front is the vanguard, the fight was fierce."
handsome?
pioneer?
Yang Ruoqing also opened her eyes wide and looked at the ground. The ants that Xiao An was chasing around with branches almost stared at the ground.
I really can’t tell!
"Well, the battle is really fierce. Our Xiao An is awesome!"
"By the way, where is your brother? Where did he go?" Yang Ruoqing asked again.
Ever since I saw Da'an running away at the entrance of the alley, I haven't seen anyone else in sight.
(Double update later!!)
