Yang Ruoqing took Daan straight to Mrs. Sun's house.
Mrs. Sun wore an old blue cloth handkerchief around her head that old women in the countryside wore in winter.
Sit on a warm bucket with a backrest.
He was holding a front Melaleuca sole in his hand and was playing soles with it.
The uncle's sister, Cao Bamei, was sitting nearby, also holding a shoe sole in her hand and playing with it.
An old man and a young man chatted and laughed from time to time, and the atmosphere in the room was very good.
"Ga Po!"
Yang Ruoqing called into the room.
Mrs. Sun raised her head and saw that the person standing at the door was Yang Ruoqing.
The old lady was so happy that she was pregnant. She hurriedly put down the soles in her hands and got up and ran towards the door of the house to meet her.
"Qing'er, when did you come home? Why didn't you send a message before? Grandma Ga doesn't know yet..."
Mrs. Sun held onto Yang Ruoqing's shoulders and looked her up and down in excitement.
Then, the old lady frowned: "How are you doing? I lost weight, and my chin became sharp again..."
Yang Ruoqing smiled and raised her hand to touch her chin.
It's not too sharp, the lines are still pretty good.
Moreover, she doesn't like that kind of snake face, which is scary.
"Granny, I haven't lost any weight. Look at my cheeks, there's quite a lot of flesh on them!"
Yang Ruoqing said with a smile, deliberately puffing up her cheeks.
Daan and Cao Bamei next to them both laughed.
But Mrs. Sun gave Yang Ruoqing an angry look: "You girl, what do you want Granny Ga to say about you?"
"Girls need to be fat and white to be attractive, have big butts, and have good fertility..." Old Mrs. Sun said.
Yang Ruoqing: "..."
Old Mrs. Sun held Yang Ruoqing's hand and walked towards the Chao Oh warm bucket, still nagging her not to stop eating just to lose weight...
Yang Ruoqing sat down next to Mrs. Sun.
No matter what Mrs. Sun was nagging, she listened with a smile.
Didn't show any impatience.
Because she knew that only people who truly loved her would say such things.
Ga Po is over fifty, although not yet sixty.
However, the average life span of people in this era is far lower than that of modern times.
I got married at the age of fifteen or sixteen, and by the time I reached my fifties, I was already in my twilight years.
Yang Ruoqing listened carefully and gently held Ga Po's old hands as old as dead branches with both hands.
She wanted to remember every look and expression in her eyes when she said these words.
She couldn't hear these words for the rest of her life.
…
At noon, Yang Huazhong and Sun brought their children to Ga Po's side.
Auntie Cao, Bamei Cao, and the Sun family cooked a table full of dishes to entertain everyone.
I had a good meal and drank wine.
After the meal, Yang Ruoqing came to the kitchen to help her aunt and others clean up the dishes.
Mrs. Sun and Mrs. Sun also talked about the New Year, the harvest of this year, and their plans after the New Year.
The topic unknowingly led to Cao Bamei.
Sun said to Yang Ruoqing: "Qing'er, the eighth sister is a good person and hard-working. She has been helping your aunt and her family raise pigs for the past six months."
"It's not good for a girl's family to deal with a pigsty."
"How about you think of a way to find a job for her?" Sun discussed.
Yang Ruoqing looked at Cao Bamei who was washing dishes and looked at her.
The girl in front of me looks about a year older than me.
However, due to factors such as congenital inheritance and acquired malnutrition, at the age of fourteen, his height is only about 1.5 meters.
Visual inspection is definitely not more than 1.52 meters.
With such a small body, what kind of errand would be better for her to do?
Yang Ruoqing thought.
Here, Cao Bamei was a little embarrassed to be looked at by Yang Ruoqing like this.
She wiped her wet hands on the apron around her waist and stood up.
"Qing'er, if you are in trouble, don't arrange errands for me."
"It's good for me to raise pigs with my brother and sister-in-law like this." Cao Bamei said.
But the eldest Sun waved her hand: "The pig pen stinks, but those of us who have children are nothing to worry about. You, eighth sister, are just a girl, and you will have to talk about your husband's family in the future."
"My body stinks all day long, and it smells like pig dryness, which is not good!" Mrs. Sun said quickly.
"Qing'er, please help me, my aunt is begging you." Da Sun said again.
Yang Ruoqing smiled helplessly.
"Auntie, look at what you said, what do our family members want?" she said.
Da Sun smiled.
Yang Ruoqing immediately walked towards Cao Bamei and asked her softly: "Bamei, I asked you to follow the herb collection team. I'm worried that your body and bones will not be able to bear the hardship."
"Besides, you have to learn from scratch to identify herbs, which is a bit troublesome."
"If you don't like it, you can go work in a restaurant in town after the New Year." Yang Ruoqing said.
"Jobs? What kind of errands do you do?" Cao Bamei asked curiously.
Yang Ruoqing said: "I see that you were very meticulous in washing and chopping vegetables earlier. You can go to the restaurant kitchen to help wash and pick up vegetables."
That job is not tiring, but a bit tedious and requires enough patience and meticulousness.
Yang Ruoqing thinks it should be suitable for Cao Bamei.
Sure enough, Cao Bamei was very excited after hearing this.
"Okay, I can do that job," she said.
He looked impatient and eager to try it, wishing he could go to the restaurant now.
Seeing Cao Bamei's appearance, Mrs. Sun and Mrs. Sun looked at each other and smiled.
Yang Ruoqing also smiled, and she said to Cao Bamei: "If you are impatient, I can arrange for you to work in a restaurant for a few days during the year so that you can get familiar with it first..."
Cao Bamei did not nod hastily, but turned to look at Da Sun.
Da Sun was startled for a moment, then smiled: "Go ahead, go ahead, your brother and I are responsible for the pigs being slaughtered."
Cao Bamei nodded happily.
Yang Ruoqing added: "I'm going to a restaurant tomorrow, so you can come with me then."
"Well, okay!" Cao Bamei nodded.
"The current manager of the restaurant is my second brother Yang Yongjin. You haven't met him, have you?" Yang Ruoqing asked again.
Cao Bamei shook her head: "I've never seen it before..."
Yang Ruoqing suddenly realized.
The second brother took the time to come back during the Mid-Autumn Festival to celebrate Lao Yangtou's birthday. After finishing the ceremony, he rushed back to the town restaurant overnight.
"My second brother is a busy man. He has many things on his hands. It's not surprising that you haven't seen him before."
Yang Ruoqing continued.
"I'll take you to a restaurant tomorrow and introduce you to each other," she said.
Cao Bamei nodded again, feeling nervous, expectant, and awe-struck for no reason towards this second cousin of the Yang family whom she had never met before.
From now on, that will be his immediate boss.
…
Seeing Cao Bamei happily cleaning the pig pen, Mrs. Sun sighed.
"This child has a hard life," the woman said.
Mrs. Sun smiled and comforted Mrs. Sun: "Having a sister-in-law who cares for her and cares for her like you is the fate of Eighth Sister."
Da Sun smiled bitterly: "I can't plan anything for her. I just want to help her find a job so that I can support myself."
