"Well, I'll wipe it off then. Thank you very much, Tang Yazi!"
She shook the medicinal wine in her hand and smiled at him.
He scratched his head and laughed.
He turned around and said to Yang Huazhong, who was looking at him with a smile: "Third uncle, I will go home first and come back to see you tomorrow."
Yang Huazhong said: "Your third aunt is preparing dinner for the night, why don't you just go home after eating?"
Luo Fengtang shook his head: "When I came over, my uncle was also doing it."
After hearing this, Yang Huazhong stopped trying to stay.
"Qing'er, then take Tangyazi to the gate of the courtyard!" he ordered.
Yang Ruoqing planned to send him out without his instructions.
The two people arrived in the alley at the entrance of the yard.
He glanced in front of and behind him.
unprecedented.
He turned around and put his hands on her shoulders, leaned down and whispered softly: "Are you tired?"
Yang Ruoqing said, "It's okay to be tired, but I can't even lift my arms if I keep repeating the same action."
Hearing this, he took her arm and squeezed it gently from top to bottom.
"Would this be better?"
he asked while squeezing.
Yang Ruoqing nodded: "Well, I feel better."
He pinched this arm for a while, then switched to her second arm, and continued pinching.
One end of the alley is sealed, leaving an exit in front.
On the top of the alley, there is a wooden beam, and the firewood from the neighbor's house is placed on the beam.
The cold wind can't blow in here, but it's not cold at all.
The two stood facing each other, and he lowered his head and gently kneaded her arm.
Soothe every tired muscle for her...
Yang Ruoqing squinted her eyes and enjoyed...
"Tangyaozi, I want to ask you something."
Thinking of something, she spoke quietly.
"What's the matter?" he asked.
"Do you like pig intestines?" she asked.
Luo Fengtang was startled for a moment, then shook his head.
"Rarely eat it," he said.
"Why?" Yang Ruoqing asked, "Pork intestines are very cheap. You can buy one for ten cents."
Luo Fengtang said: "That thing can't be washed clean, and it will have a strange smell when it's cooked."
Yang Ruoqing said nothing.
That's because you haven't mastered the skills.
"When people in the village treat guests to dinner, do they not use pig intestines as a dish?" she asked again.
Luo Fengtang nodded: "Everyone says that is the most unattractive thing about a pig."
"In our village, I'm afraid only the butcher's house eats pig intestines."
Yang Ruoqing understood.
Her eyes were particularly bright in the dim alley.
"Tangyaozi, help me go to town and buy some pig intestines later!" she said.
"ah?"
Luo Fengtang's hand paused for a moment.
"Qing'er, what do you want with that thing?"
He was confused.
"Eat!" she said.
Luo Fengtang thought he heard wrongly.
"Qing'er, don't joke."
He said, "That thing is very naughty. If you straighten it up a few times, it can tie up the whole yard."
"No matter how big my belly is, I can't finish it!" he said.
She smiled and said: "You can do it if you are told. Not only can we eat it ourselves, but we can also buy money for it!"
"The money spent on buying new year's goods this winter may be earned from this!"
Luo Fengtang nodded: "Well, I happen to be going to town tomorrow, and I'll bring a few families with me!"
After some rubbing and massage by him, Yang Ruoqing's arm felt much more comfortable.
"Okay, it's getting late, you should go home quickly. Tomorrow when fifth aunt comes in, I won't go to town with you."
she said.
"Well, Qing'er, you should go back early, and remember to apply the medicinal wine!"
he warned.
"I got it, go quickly!" she urged.
"I'll watch you go back to the yard before leaving," he said.
She had no choice but to turn around and enter the side door.
He stood outside the side door and watched until she disappeared from the other side of the house, then turned and left.
…
The next day, when she got up, Sun and Yang Huazhong had already gone to the front yard to help.
In the pot, Mrs. Sun warmed the sweet potato porridge.
Yang Ruoqing woke up her two younger brothers. The three of them finished washing and ate porridge.
After breakfast, Xiao An ran out without wiping his mouth, following Yang Yongqing who came to yell at him.
Yang Ruoqing went to the pig pen to feed the piglets and returned to the house.
"Da'an, I'm going to hang out in the front yard, will you go?"
She asked Daan while dusting herself off.
Seeing that Da'an had already taken out his painting outfit, Yang Ruoqing knew that this kid was probably not going.
"Sister, you go ahead. I'll be painting at home and looking after the house." He said.
"Okay, if you want to go out for something, you have to go to the front yard and tell mom and I. Do you understand?" she warned.
The family now has a fortune of nearly five taels of silver.
Although she hides deeply, the devil is as high as the Taoist!
It's better to be cautious.
After hearing Yang Ruoqing's instructions, Da'an nodded seriously.
Yang Ruoqing felt relieved and went to the front yard.
The front yard is very lively.
All the women from the clan who helped were here, and there were two more familiar figures.
One is the second mother, Yang.
There is also the fourth aunt Liu.
They were all wearing aprons and making noises.
Yang Ruoqing guessed that they should have rushed back early this morning.
Both of them were wearing rough work clothes, with patches on top of each other.
For the first time, the second mother has not put on makeup.
The two of them stood together with Mrs. Sun, who was wearing a 60% new green and blue cloth, and seemed to be from a better family.
Seeing Yang Ruoqing coming over, Yang shouted to her with her loud voice.
"Fat Ya, you came here just in time. We are talking to your mother about something. You should come and listen."
Yang Ruoqing walked straight over.
She was not interested in hearing what Yang said.
I came here because I was worried that they would take the opportunity to seduce the Sun family.
"What do you want me to hear?" Yang Ruoqing asked.
Yang glanced at the door of Tan's house behind her, and asked with a low voice, "Your fifth aunt is coming in today. How much money do you plan to pay her for the meeting?"
So you were asking about this?
Yang Ruoqing twitched her lips.
She glanced at Mrs. Sun, who was winking at her.
Yang Ruoqing smiled knowingly at Sun.
She turned to Mrs. Yang and asked, "How much do the second mother and the fourth aunt plan to pack for the fifth aunt?"
Yang curled her lips and said, "We don't have half a penny in our hands, so we leave everything to your grandma to take care of it!"
Mrs. Liu on the side also said quickly: "Your mother gave me and your aunt and second mother eight cents each, and asked us to give it to Mrs. Bao when the time comes."
Eight cents?
Yang Ruoqing almost fell into the wooden basin in front of her.
Isn't Mr. Tan being too stingy?
Eight cents is the minimum standard for meeting money in the village.
Even if it is a villager's share of money, it is at least twenty cash.
The sisters-in-law, who are direct relatives, are each given eight cents?
There is no room to go down.
Seeing Yang Ruoqing's weird expression there, Yang came over again.
"I asked your mother just now. Your mother said she doesn't care about this matter. It's you who makes the decision."
"Girl Qing, secretly tell the second mother how much you plan to give?" Yang asked again.
Yang Ruoqing said: "Just give me as much as you should!"
