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A subtle explosion sound suddenly sounded in the kitchen, and then an alluring fragrance quickly filled the kitchen.
"Ah, this meat is so delicious!"
Sun's eyes lit up, she put the fire stick aside and stood up.
Looking at the bowl of water cooking meat on the pot table, I couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva.
"Daughter, where did you get all these cooking methods? It's even making my mouth water!"
Sun said.
As soon as she finished speaking, Yang Ruoqing brought a piece of boiled meat.
Blow a few times and bring it to Sun's mouth.
"Mom is the first to taste it!"
The expression on Mrs. Sun's face while eating the meat was enough to satisfy Yang Ruoqing.
It's time to eat.
Except for his own family, Luo Tiejiang and Luo Fengtang.
Yang Huazhong also invited Lao Suntou, his uncle, Lao Yangtou, Yang Huaan, Yang Huaming and Yang Huazhou all over.
A table full of dishes.
Squab, wolfberry and angelica soup, fish head with chopped pepper, and braised fish cubes.
Double bowls of meatballs, various stir-fries, and seasonal vegetables.
Cold dried tofu, tofu skin.
Of course, the one placed in the middle is the bowl of boiled meat made by Yang Ruoqing.
When the boiled meat was brought to the table, Yang Ruoqing specially cut some scallions and garnished it.
Really delicious and delicious.
Instantly kills everyone's appetite.
Luo Fengtang washed his hands and sat at the table, and saw the boiled meat at a glance.
His eyes suddenly lit up, and he thought of what she had said to him by the fire last time when he was eating mutton jerky in the north.
She said that when she got home, she would make a unique meat soup for him.
Is it the bowl in front of me?
"Tangyaozi, you should eat a few more pieces of the boiled meat in the middle!"
Mrs. Sun came over with the last dish and handed it to Yang Huazhong. The woman looked at Luo Fengtang with a smile.
"Qing'er cooked that boiled meat specially for you!" she added.
Everyone at the table laughed.
Yang Ruoqing happened to come over and listened carefully.
His face immediately turned red.
"Mom, what are you talking about? I made it just to invite everyone to eat it together. You are serious!" She scolded Mrs. Sun.
Sun smiled.
My daughter is embarrassed to say her good intentions, so she, a mother, is here to help her figure it out.
At the table, after hearing this, Luo Fengtang looked at Yang Ruoqing with a moved expression.
"Qing'er, don't worry, I will definitely eat more." He said seriously.
Yang Ruoqing's face turned redder.
Do you want to show your affection like this and express your sincerity?
I can't stand it!
"Eat it while it's hot, everyone!" Yang Ruoqing greeted and returned to the backyard in a bit of embarrassment.
In the hall, everyone laughed and said, "Young girl Qing is sometimes shy. The sun is really coming out from the west!"
Someone else said: "Qing'er is a girl after all, so she must be very thin-skinned!"
Others said: "I don't want to say it anymore, we are having this meal today to borrow the east wind from Tang Yazi."
"Come on, come on, let's eat!"
…
Lunch was held in a very harmonious and lively atmosphere.
Everyone drank a lot of wine, and their faces were all red.
After dinner, Luo Fengtang had to go home and take a one-hour nap under Yang Ruoqing's insistence.
After he took a nap and came over again in the afternoon, something was obviously wrong with his expression.
"What's wrong? Why do you look like this?"
Yang Ruoqing was also resting in the main room with Yang Huazhong and Sun.
Seeing him coming in like this, Yang Ruoqing quickly stood up and greeted him.
Behind him, Yang Huazhong and Sun also sat upright and looked at Luo Fengtang.
Luo Fengtang glanced at Yang Huazhong and Sun, and finally focused on Yang Ruoqing in front of him.
"Qing'er, let me ask you, did anything happen to my uncle in the two months I left?" he asked.
Yang Ruoqing raised her eyebrows.
"Why do you ask that? How do you do it?" she asked.
Luo Fengtang frowned and said nothing.
Yang Ruoqing quickly pulled him to sit on a nearby stool.
"What's going on? Tell us in detail," she said.
Luo Fengtang hesitated for a moment, and finally said: "I got up earlier, and my uncle came to me and said he had something to do."
"I saw his happy face, so I asked him what he wanted to do?"
"He said that now that I am older, I will get married."
"When I get married, I will live with you in a new house, Qing'er."
"He lives alone in the old house, with no one to talk to, and it's strangely deserted."
"I just said that Qing'er and I made plans and got married. My uncle still lives with us. We are a family and we will not be separated..." Luo Fengtang said.
Yang Ruoqing nodded.
Yes, she said this.
She thought so too.
After building a new house, Blacksmith Luo must be brought in to live with him.
Help her take care of the doll from now on, we are all a family.
"Then what does your uncle say?" she asked again.
Luo Fengtang frowned: "I thought he would be happy if I said I would pick him up and live together."
"But he refused."
"He said that he would not live with us in the new house. He wanted to find someone to live with and still live in the old house."
"ah?"
"What?"
"really?"
Yang Ruoqing's family of three were surprised.
After the surprise, it became clear.
Here, Luo Fengtang continued: "In the past, I persuaded my uncle to remarry more than once. In my heart, I also hoped that there would be someone beside my uncle who knows both coldness and warmth."
"But my uncle always refused and had a firm attitude."
"Why did you bring it up so proactively this time?"
"I thought there must be something fishy in this, so I came over to ask."
After listening to what Luo Fengtang said, Yang Ruoqing twitched her lips and smiled.
"You asked about this before I even had time to tell you." Yang Ruoqing said.
"Your uncle, I'm afraid he has fallen in love with a young widow named Ma and has his heart set on marrying that widow Ma!" she said.
"What kind of horse widow? Which village are you from? What is your character like?"
Luo Fengtang asked repeatedly.
He is actually looking forward to his future aunt, but he is also cautious.
Yang Ruoqing said: "She is from Majia Village. She has been to your house twice. I personally feel that Widow Ma's character is not as beautiful as her appearance!"
Hearing this, Luo Fengtang became even more confused.
"Qing'er, please elaborate!" he said.
Yang Ruoqing organized her thoughts, and then told Luo Fengtang everything about how Blacksmith Luo and the Ma family brothers and sisters met and cherished each other.
The two of them were in bed last night, talking about things in the south.
The village was not involved at all, so Yang Ruoqing forgot to talk about Widow Ma.
When asked now, she told him what happened.
There was no exaggeration or exaggeration, and the true story of what happened was allowed to be judged by Luo Fengtang himself.
