Chapter content begins --> Tonight is eighteen, and the moon hangs in the sky, like a big pancake.
It illuminates the backyard as bright as day.
Hearing that the tiger was about to be skinned, Lao Yangtou and Yang Huaan also came to help.
Yang Ruoqing originally wanted to take charge of the battle herself, but was stopped by Luo Fengtang.
"I'll do all the work, you can just watch from the side," he said.
Yang Ruoqing knew that he was an experienced hunter.
He was better at skinning animals and removing the intact fur than she was.
"Okay, then come." She said.
Soon, the knife was sharpened.
Skinned, deboned, everything.
Over there, Luo Fengtang was leading the men to clean up the tiger.
Yang Ruoqing's house.
Yang Ruoqing squatted on the ground and washed Xiao An's feet.
The little guy usually took a couple of naps, but tonight he followed the adults anxiously waiting for her and Tang Yazi.
Later, I was so excited by the big tiger that I jumped on the ground for a long time and refused to go back to the house to sleep.
Sun was at a loss, so Yang Ruoqing caught him directly.
The little feet had just been washed and put on the bed, and the eyelids were closed.
"Like a puppy, it gets sleepy quickly even when it's noisy."
Yang Ruoqing caressed Xiao An's face lovingly and said softly.
Mrs. Sun was sitting on the side embroidering, watching everything with a loving smile.
"Is your trip into the mountains going well today?" the woman asked while threading the needle.
Yang Ruoqing nodded: "It went well, we defeated the big tiger."
She wasn't going to talk about the wolves and Chaiyun.
"Mom, we met that bald salesman in the mountains today."
She sat on the edge of the bed, caressed Xiao An's quilt, and said to Sun.
Mrs. Sun was surprised.
Then he looked up at Yang Ruoqing and asked nervously: "Didn't the people in the village say that the salesman and Li Dadao are in the same group? Then you didn't have any conflicts, right?"
Yang Ruoqing shook her head: "Not only did there not be any conflict, he also gave me this package."
She immediately took out the bag of silver and showed it to Mrs. Sun.
Sun was even more stunned.
Putting the shoes in his hand in the dustpan beside him, he took the silver and counted it.
"Oh my god, there are more than thirty taels!" she said.
For a household of four or five people, three taels of silver can cover food and drink expenses for a year.
"Why did he give you money?" Ms. Sun was puzzled.
Yang Ruoqing said: "It's not for me, but for me to give it to Fifth Aunt. This money is for Dabao."
"What's going on?" Sun asked in confusion.
Yang Ruoqing nodded: "Mom guessed it right, the person who bullied the fifth aunt was bald."
"Bald man, he is Dabao's biological father!"
"ah!"
Mrs. Sun was so shocked that she almost dropped the silver bag in her hand to the ground.
Yang Ruoqing caught her.
She put the silver bag still stained with Bald Man's blood away again.
He turned around and sighed, and told Mrs. Sun how he met Bald Zi and how Bald Zi died.
After listening for a long time, Mrs. Sun let out a long sigh.
"Hey, what can I say? This person needs to live openly and openly." Sun said.
"Start well and end well, and future generations will be by your bedside. This is good fortune!"
"Those who die in the wilderness like this don't even have anyone around them to die."
"There is no one to howl for him. I'm afraid he will be mute in his next life. Hey..."
Sun sighed and shook his head.
Regarding what Sun said, Yang Ruoqing knew that it was the funeral custom in this area.
According to the knowledge of the villagers, the moment a person dies, his children and grandchildren have to cry.
If you don't cry, you will be mute in your next life.
"The way of heaven circulates, everything has cause and effect." Yang Ruoqing said.
"Mom, let's not talk about this topic for now. I will deliver tiger meat to the town tomorrow. You can come with me."
"Take Xiao An and help me transfer this money to the fifth aunt." Yang Ruoqing said.
"What? What are you going to do?" asked Sun.
"I have to go to the county town tomorrow to do some errands," she said.
Sun nodded: "Okay."
Yang Ruoqing thought for a moment and then said: "Bring Dajie Da'an with you as well. When we get to town, I will ask Uncle Wu to take them to register in the school!"
"good!"
The two mothers had reached an agreement, and in the yard outside, under Luo Fengtang's skillful hands, the tiger had been skinned, deboned, and prepared.
Yang Huazhong entered the house.
The man looked excited, glanced at his youngest son who was asleep on the bed, and said in a low voice to Sun and Yang Ruoqing: "Qing'er, I want to discuss something with you..."
"That tiger is big, with bones weighing seventy or eighty kilograms and meat weighing hundreds of kilograms."
"I want to chop some tiger bones into pieces and make wine for your father. What do you think?"
Yang Huazhong and Yang Ruoqing were discussing this.
Yang Ruoqing pursed her lips and smiled, stood up and said to Yang Huazhong: "It's up to dad to make the decision."
She glanced at Sun again and continued: "Tiger bones are a good thing. They can strengthen the body."
"Chop a few pieces for me, and leave a few pieces for me, Grandpa."
"Uncle Luo, Uncle Chang Geng, Uncle Daniu, Uncle Li Zheng, and my uncle Shuanzi, please send a tiger bone to each of their families!" Yang Ruoqing said.
When Yang Huazhong heard this, he was so happy that he grinned to one side.
Sun was also very pleased.
When my daughter is shrewd, she is extremely shrewd.
When you are generous, you are also generous and cheerful!
"Dad, don't forget to leave some bubble wine for yourself."
Yang Ruoqing continued.
"Your legs haven't taken any major supplements since the big injury a year ago."
"I'll get some good herbal medicine later and soak it with the tiger bones. When I enter the ninth month in the second half of the year, you and your mother will drink some!" she said.
Yang Huazhong nodded repeatedly.
"Daughter, do you have anything else to explain?" he asked.
Yang Ruoqing wanted to shake her head, but Mrs. Sun next to her interrupted.
"Qing'er, I think that tiger meat is also a rare thing, and it is rare for children."
"Why don't we cut some off and send some to your Aunt Dayun's house so that the children can have their teeth cut as a memorial."
"I'll give you some more milk to give her a taste," asked Sun.
Yang Huazhong also looked at Yang Ruoqing expectantly.
Yang Ruoqing smiled and nodded: "Okay!"
The couple went about their work happily.
Yang Ruoqing watched them leave the room with a smile on her lips.
There are thousands of kinds of happiness in this world.
Both parents regard giving as a source of happiness.
Look, giving tiger meat to other people’s homes makes them happier than eating it themselves!
That’s all, just a few bites of food.
The gifts are all from people with whom I have a good relationship.
As long as everyone is happy.
Yang Huazhong and Sun left on the front foot, and Luo Fengtang came in on the back foot.
The tiger skin he held in his hand was rolled up into a ball.
"Qing'er, how do you trim this tiger skin?" he asked as soon as he entered the door.
Yang Ruoqing took the tiger skin, shook it open, looked at it for a few times, and nodded with satisfaction.
"This tiger skin is really good. I can make two tiger skin coats later!"
"Sell it to a fur shop for less than fifty taels of silver!" she said.
Luo Fengtang was also very happy.
"We don't want the money. When the weather gets cold, we can make clothes!" he said.
Yang Ruoqing nodded.
Luo Fengtang said again: "Keep the tiger skin, I don't have room to put it in my house." End of chapter -->
