"If you don't want to wait until after breakfast, let's keep it cold. There are few people here and we don't want the whole village to know about it," he said.
Yang Huazhong stopped asking, quickly put on his clothes, and took Yang Hualin to the backyard to get the carriage.
Yang Hualin led the carriage to the house at the other end of the village to pick up Qian. Here, Yang Huazhong couldn't sleep either, so he took a big broom and started cleaning the yard and sorting out the things in the front and backyard.
After Yang Ruoqing woke up from her sleep, she came over here to have breakfast full of energy.
The front and back yards were clean and tidy, and the small table in the kitchen was filled with nutritious breakfast.
The two younger brothers and Xiao Hua Xiaoduo have already sat down.
Yang Huazhong was adjusting the tools for boiling maltose.
Seeing Yang Ruoqing come in, Mrs. Sun gave her a gentle smile: "Come and eat."
Yang Ruoqing came over and sat down in the empty seat next to Daan.
"Mom, are you going to make maltose this morning?" Yang Ruoqing asked.
Sun said: "Yes, your fourth and fifth uncles will be coming over soon. You guys should have a full breakfast. There are a lot of things going on today, so I guess you will have to stay up until night."
"Lunch time will have to be postponed later. You brothers and sisters should eat more now!"
Mrs. Sun ordered in her mouth and placed a bowl of golden egg fried rice in front of Yang Ruoqing.
Grains of crisp and refreshing white rice are entangled with golden egg wadding. You are in me, and I am in you.
Green peas and golden corn kernels are dotted among them.
When taking it out of the pan, sprinkle some chopped green onion.
A chopstick of spicy radish strips and a spoon of pickled cucumber.
As soon as the egg fried rice, which was full of color, flavor and flavor, was placed in front of her, Yang Ruoqing's stomach growled unsatisfactorily.
And the little guy in her belly, who usually only woke up at night, seemed to feel her impatience.
She also turned over in her stomach and did radio gymnastics...
After eating and drinking, he was basking in the warm sun and holding a rabbit skin hand warmer in his hand.
Standing in the yard, I watched my father and several uncles making maltose in front of me.
Yang Ruoqing really likes this kind of leisurely farm life.
After the malt was pressed out with special tools, Yang Huazhong and the others poured the mash into the large pot inside the pot.
In the stove, a fire was lit with hard wood, burning sizzlingly.
The strong firepower causes subtle changes in the mash in the pot, and time will make them qualitatively change and face all living beings in a new form.
The unique fresh and sweet smell of malt is also in the air, becoming stronger bit by bit.
By the time it was almost noon, the kitchen was filled with fragrance.
Old Yangtou also came over.
The old man is the head of the family. Every year when he makes maltose, he is the experienced one who personally checks it.
In particular, sugar pulling requires even more skill.
Old Yangtou passes on this skill to his children and grandchildren every year, but he still feels uneasy and has to supervise it on site.
"Looking at this formation, the first pot of sesame seeds will be ready in a few hours."
Old Yangtou came to the big pot, picked up something similar to a rolling pin, took a handful of it into the pot that was bubbling with golden bubbles, observed it, and made a conclusion.
Yang Huazhong's brothers followed Lao Yang. When they heard this, they quickly said: "Then let's prepare sesame seeds, popcorn, and sugar."
Old Yang nodded.
Mrs. Sun came over at this time, and she said to everyone: "There's still a while, right? It's almost noon now, why don't I come and cook a simple lunch, and everyone can eat a few bites to satisfy their stomachs?" ?”
Old Yang glanced outside, nodded and said, "Okay, everyone is hungry too, so let's cook some food first."
Sun family then took Bao Suyun and several women of Liu family and Jin family to act separately.
Here, Lao Yang and other men came to bask in the sun, smoke and drink tea under the wall outside the kitchen.
Old Yangtou said: "Your second brother went to town. It's probably time to come back at this point. Why is there no movement yet?"
Yang Huazhong shook his head: "I don't know, maybe it's the Emperor's Day in the twelfth lunar month. There are many people on the street, and there are also many people in the medical clinic!"
Yang Huaming sneered: "Look, it's probably that crazy woman from the Qian family who ran away when she got to the street. My second brother is probably looking for her right now!"
Yang Huazhou said: "If that's true, isn't Qian pretending to be crazy? The purpose is to let us let her out of the house, and then go to town and run away?"
Old Yangtou took another puff of dry smoke. Behind the lingering smoke, the expression on his weathered face was gloomy and unpredictable.
"Hmph, if she really runs away and never comes back, that would be the fate of our old Yang family!" said the old man.
Here I drank two bowls of tea, and over there lunch was ready.
Today's lunch is boiled noodles.
A big pot of noodles, cooked in lard. In addition, I fried a bowl of cabbage, a bowl of radish, a bowl of lotus root, and a bowl of pickles.
Little ones, get an extra hard-boiled egg each.
Everyone was cheering and eating noodles in the dining hall. Just as they finished eating, the sound of carriage wheels came from the front yard. It turned out that Yang Hualin was back.
Yang Ruoqing put down her chopsticks and followed Lao Yangtou and the others to the front yard.
The scene in the front yard looks like this:
Yang Hualin drove the carriage directly into the yard of Yang Huazhong's house, and then planned to let Qian get off.
But Qian refused to get out of the carriage and stayed in the carriage, holding on to the wooden board under the seat in the carriage with both hands.
Yang Hualin stood on the side and said all he could to say good things, except calling her aunt.
Qian's eyes were cloudy and dull, as if he couldn't hear anything.
The others on the side remained silent and watched in silence.
Yang Ruolan frowned, came to the carriage, glanced at the Qian family inside with disgust, and then her dissatisfied eyes fell on Yang Hualin.
"Dad, do you love this woman too much? You care for her in a soft voice, but you can't bear to say a harsh word?" Yang Ruolan asked coldly.
"If you really care about her like this, you don't have to go back to Uncle San's yard. Just take yours and go back to your own yard!"
"From now on, Mr. Bai and I will carry the second house of the old Yang family!"
"When the time comes, I will find a son-in-law to come to my house and bring him up. You can take Fu'er to reunite with this woman!" Yang Ruolan said.
Hearing this, Yang Hualin was stunned. He stood beside the carriage and looked at Yang Ruolan with a complicated expression.
"Daughter, how can this be done..."
"Hmph, a person who goes back on his word is not worthy of being the father of me and Boy Bai!"
Yang Ruolan said these words coldly, turned around and went straight back to the backyard. No matter how Yang Hualin shouted from behind, she never looked back.
Yang Hualin turned his attention to Old Yang and others for help again, and everyone looked at Yang Hualin with disappointed eyes.
Yang Huazhong said: "Second brother, Lan Yatou is sensible now. You are protecting Qian like this. Lan Yatou thinks of her mother and feels uncomfortable!"
