When Mrs. Liu left happily, Mrs. Sun asked Yang Ruoqing in surprise: "Qing'er, where did you get this singing? In the past, I gave your fourth aunt and the others the meat, fish, etc. that couldn't be eaten at home. You still blame me and don’t let me give it, so why are you giving it yourself now?”
Hearing Sun's question, Yang Ruoqing almost spit out blood.
"My dear mother, if it weren't for the fact that I am your daughter, I won't take anything you say to heart, otherwise your words would really hurt my heart!"
Yang Ruoqing covered her chest and said exaggeratedly.
Mrs. Sun was stunned for a moment, then smiled innocently.
"I also crawled out of my belly because you are my biological daughter, so why should I say anything!" Mrs. Sun added.
Yang Ruoqing nodded, "Okay, that's right. I really didn't like you in the past when you kept moving things out of your house and giving them away."
"And now, I still have this idea, and I have never changed it, because when it comes to friendship, hatred rises."
"These people all have a common problem. When you give them something and it becomes a habit, they will change the initial shock and gratitude when they receive it and gradually become normal and accustomed to it."
"They will think that you are richer than them, so your gift is appropriate and their acceptance is natural,"
"If one day you stop giving away gifts, they will accuse you in turn, and even say that you are pretending to be rich, pretending to be superior, and looking down on others..."
"These accusations are all sharp swords in the end, which hurt my heart! That's why I told you, mother, to be careful when giving things to others,"
"Even if you really plan to give something as a gift, you must give it at a suitable opportunity, so that the gifting effect can be achieved."
"Mom, I have explained so much with all my heart. Now your boss should understand that your daughter is not actually a stingy person, right? Can you give me a clean slate?"
Seeing Yang Ruoqing's expression of love, Mrs. Sun knew that her daughter was teasing her like this on purpose, but Ms. Sun still felt a little ashamed.
She said: "Why do you think my mother's Qing'er is a stingy person? In our good days, your fifth uncle, your second brother, and those relatives and friends of our old Yang family, all of them are living better than before. , which one is not because of our Qing'er's care?"
"From restaurants, to schools, from medicine collection teams to transportation teams, my Qing'er has made a fortune together with everyone!" Mrs. Sun said with emotion.
Xiaohua also smiled and said: "Mom, my sister is teasing you on purpose. Mom, don't panic!"
Xiaoduo pouted and said, "If our eldest sister is a stingy person, there probably won't be any generous people in this world!"
On one side, Yang Huazhong closed the lid of the tea bowl in his hand and looked up at the women in front of him who were talking to each other. The man smiled helplessly.
"Thousands of people have gone through the trouble of flattering me, but you all take turns flattering Qing'er, hahaha..." the man joked.
Xiaohua and Xiaoduo all snickered, while Sun gave Yang Huazhong an angry look.
"This is not a photo shoot, that's how we Qing'er is!" Sun added.
Yang Huazhong smiled and said nothing.
Yang Ruoqing stood up and came behind Mrs. Sun. She put her hands on Mrs. Sun's shoulders and leaned over from behind to wrap her arms around Mrs. Sun's neck. She was as affectionate and coquettish as she had been when she was a child.
"It feels so good to have a mother and sisters. I'm so happy to be praised like this by you guys." She said with a smile.
Mrs. Sun held Yang Ruoqing's hand with both hands, looked at Xiaohua and Xiaoduo, and said lovingly: "You five children are all the children of me and your father. It doesn't matter what you are like, you are the children of me and your father." In my eyes, you are all the best children in the world!"
The three sisters exchanged glances, each of them bathed in the loving and warm holy light of their parents.
"Sister, do you think that we have analyzed so much with Fourth Aunt before and told her not to worry about the things in the big house? Did Fourth Aunt listen to it?" Xiaohua asked again.
Yang Ruoqing thought for a moment and shook her head: "I probably didn't listen, because the fourth aunt likes nothing more than to meddle in such nosy matters. However, let's make it clear. If the fourth aunt gets involved by herself, we won't be involved. ”
Xiaohua nodded.
Yang Huazhong said: "I still say the same thing. It is difficult for an upright official to deal with household affairs. Besides, our old Yang family has been divided into several families for a long time. Now the Yongxian branch and Yongjin Yongzhi are separated, and their respective families are separated." Once we have propped up the portal, there is no need for us to rush in and get involved, let them figure it out on their own!"
After saying that, Yang Huazhong got up and walked out.
"Dad Qing'er, where are you going?" asked Sun from behind.
All the rapeseed and wheat were planted, and the cotton stalks were pulled out and loaded into trucks and brought back to the backyard. Then the crop fields gradually became idle.
Yang Huazhong turned around and looked at Sun and said, "I'm going to go chat with Chang Geng and Daniu. I'll be back during lunch!"
Mrs. Sun nodded happily, "What do you want to eat this afternoon?"
Yang Huazhong said: "I don't have any requirements for food. I will eat whatever you do."
The man put down these words, turned around and left the house, chatting with his old brothers.
At home, the mothers suddenly became excited.
Mrs. Sun looked at the three girls again, and Yang Ruoqing said: "I don't choose, I am easy to support, you have the final say."
Xiaoduo said: "Mom, how about we make dumplings for lunch?"
Xiaohua's eyes also lit up.
Sun said: "Okay, let's make dumplings to eat. I happened to cut a handful of leeks there. Later, Qing'er, you can go to your aunt's place to weigh two kilograms of pork belly."
Xiaoduo said: "Mom, I'll grab a handful of wild mushrooms and vermicelli to soak, and then chop them into pieces and knead them into the stuffing?"
Mrs. Sun nodded and said hello.
Yang Ruoqing said: "Do you have spinach at home? If you don't have spinach, you can also use green vegetables. I'll show my skills and make green dumplings for Feng'er and Baobao."
Mrs. Sun smiled and said: "There is spinach, you guys will take a look at it later!"
Three women make a show, four women is...a feast.
When Yang Huazhong's family at the entrance of the village, Yang Ruoqing and others started to get busy making dumplings at noon, in the kitchen of the old Yang family's main house, Yang Yongxian's wives, concubines and my mother were also sitting at the dining table, preparing to have breakfast.
In addition to the cooking pot, there is also a dining table in the kitchen.
At this moment, there were three people sitting at the table, namely Jin. Next to Jin, Fu'er had his neck curled up and his head lowered.
Opposite Jin and Fu'er, Li Xiuxin was sitting there wearing a skirt and a bun with silver hairpins and silver earrings in her ears.
"Here comes the pickled cucumber." Liao Meiying smiled, brought the last plate of pickled cucumber and put it on the table, and then sat down.
"Mom, Fu'er, Xiuxin, let's eat."
Liao Meiying greeted the people at the table with a smile, then picked up a big steamed bun and gave it to Jin.
Jin took the steamed bun and grinned at Liao Meiying, showing yellow teeth.
Liao Meiying didn't mind it either, she smiled back, and then gave Fu'er another steamed bun.
Fu'er didn't dare to pick it up and buried his head as hard as he could.
Liao Meiying handed the steamed bun to Jin. Jin understood, took it and stuffed it into Fu'er. Fu'er saw that it was Jin, so she took the steamed bun, stuffed it into her mouth with both hands, and devoured it.
"Eat slowly, be careful of choking..."
"Why are you eating so fast? It's like being reincarnated by a starving ghost!"
As soon as Liao Meiying's words came out of her mouth, she was drowned out by Li Xiuxin's voice.
Li Xiuxin frowned and glared at Jin and Fu'er, "You don't even wash your hands after eating. They are so dirty. It makes me want to vomit!"
