"Oh my god, how could it be me!"
The result of the lottery came out quickly, it was Yang Ruoqing.
Seeing Yang Ruoqing holding her chest and stamping her feet, Xiaohua and Xiaoduo both giggled. Even Feng'er, who was eating dumplings with a spoon next to him, couldn't help laughing when he saw his aunt like this.
Smiling so hard that the contents of his mouth and drool dripped out. Fortunately, he had a handkerchief wrapped around his neck, otherwise the little coat he had just changed would have been dirty again.
Seeing Feng'er smiling, Yang Ruoqing deliberately made herself more exaggerated, and Feng'er smiled even more cheerfully.
Xiaohua said: "Sister, if you really don't want to go, just let me go."
Yang Ruoqing said: "It's okay. I'll go. If you want to gamble, you have to admit defeat. Besides, I just deliberately made Feng'er happy."
Xiaohua suddenly understood, then nodded slightly, took out the handkerchief and turned around to wipe it with Feng'er.
Yang Ruoqing came to the pot table, picked up one of the large bowls filled with dumplings, and covered it with another empty bowl to prevent the wind from blowing cold.
"Mom, my grandparents should be starting dinner at this time. I'll send it over now. You guys can eat the next pot of dumplings when they're ready."
After saying this, Yang Ruoqing quickly walked out of the kitchen.
The old house of Lao Yang's family.
This month, Mr. Yangtou and Mr. Tan lived with the fifth house.
Bao Suyun delivers three meals to the old house every day, rain or shine.
When Yang Ruoqing brought the dumplings into the east room, she happened to catch up with Bao Suyun placing bowls of lunch meals on the table in front of Old Yangtou and Tan.
Yang Ruoqing took a look and saw that there were fried tofu that Mr. Tan liked to eat, pig's trotters stewed with soybeans that Old Yangtou liked, and besides white rice, there were also a few pieces of cured fish and pickled cucumber strips as side dishes.
Yang Ruoqing couldn't help but drool a little when she saw it. The fifth aunt's cooking skills were not bad!
A few simple ingredients can be made into appetizing meals in her hands.
"It smells so good. I can eat three bowls of this dish!" Yang Ruoqing entered the east room with a smile.
Bao Suyun laid out the food and was about to leave. When she turned around and saw Yang Ruoqing coming in, she was surprised.
"Qing'er, why are you here?" she asked.
Yang Ruoqing raised the bowl in her hand, "My mother made dumplings and sent me to bring a bowl to my grandma."
Bao Suyun smiled and nodded, stepping aside.
Old Yangtou and Mr. Tan also turned towards Yang Ruoqing. Yang Ruoqing went straight to the table and put the dumplings on the dishes.
"Pork belly, wild mountain mushrooms, green vegetables and vermicelli stuffed dumplings, a great addition for grandma!"
After saying that, she picked one and put it in the bowl in front of Tan.
Mrs. Tan took a bite and nodded: "Your mother is really good at making dumplings!"
After being praised by Mrs. Tan, Yang Ruoqing smiled brightly and her eyes fell on Old Yangtou again.
The old man was not in a hurry to eat, but sat there and leisurely smoked the last puff of cigarette out of the cigarette rod, and then said: "Your mother, if you are serious, you can eat in any new way without leaving me and you behind." Milk."
Yang Ruoqing smiled and said: "My mother, like my fifth aunt, is always thinking about my grandparents!"
Hearing that Yang Ruoqing had brought him in, Bao Suyun smiled gratefully at Yang Ruoqing.
Yang Ruoqing also winked playfully at Bao Suyun.
"Master, milk, you eat slowly, I'll go back first, and I'll pick up the bowls and chopsticks later." Yang Ruoqing said again.
Bao Suyun also said quickly: "Then I'll go back too, please take it easy."
Old Yang nodded: "You can go and do your own business!"
After leaving the east room, Bao Suyun and Yang Ruoqing tacitly walked towards the backyard and did not pass through the front yard to avoid meeting Liao Meiying and Li Xiuxin.
"I haven't met your fourth aunt this time. It's strange. Some time ago, she stood here and looked at me every day when I brought food. She wanted to see what kind of food I brought. Today she is not here."
From the side door of the backyard to the alley, Bao Suyun and Yang Ruoqing walked together.
Yang Ruoqing curled her lips, "I probably went to hang out in the big room in the front yard."
In the big room in the front yard, wives and concubines live under the same roof, and friction and conflicts may escalate anytime and anywhere. Therefore, the fourth aunt probably has to stay there around the clock, like a paparazzi, catching any slightest sign of trouble.
Bao Suyun smiled and instantly understood the meaning of Yang Ruoqing's words.
"Qing'er, you don't have to come here to get those two bowls later. When I come over to deliver food at night, I can just take them back for you." Bao Suyun said again.
Yang Ruoqing smiled happily and said: "Okay, I'll ask Aunt Wu to help me get it back by the way. By the way, when I sent dumplings to grandma earlier, Xiaohua also sent dumplings to you. Mianmian is at home, right?"
Bao Suyun knew that Mr. Sun had made dumplings and would definitely send them to his family.
really.
"Your mother is so determined. She always thinks about me when she eats. Mianmian is at home. She was telling me a few days ago that she wanted to eat dumplings. I never had time to make them. Today I am lucky." Bao Suyun said.
Yang Ruoqing said: "It's best if Mianmian likes to eat. If she doesn't like it later, ask her to come over and get it again. We've made several kilograms of flour dumplings today!"
at night.
In the evening, Yang Yongxian saw off the last batch of students, quickly packed up his things and headed down the mountain towards his home.
On the way down the mountain, I saw wild chrysanthemums on the roadside, and remembered that after lingering in bed last night, Li Xiuxin leaned in his arms and exhaled like orchid.
She also told him that she wanted to pick some flowers and plants to decorate the house, and these chrysanthemums were just right, golden and really beautiful.
So Yang Yongxian stopped, picked a bunch of chrysanthemums in his hand, walked a few steps and suddenly stopped again.
It was not good just to pick Li Xiu's heart. Even if Liao Meiying didn't ask for it, the bowl of water had to be leveled, so he picked another bunch and then hurried towards the village.
When we arrived at the door of the house, it was getting dark, smoke was rising from the chimney, and the lights in the house were shining out.
Yang Yongxian's heart felt warm and his feet quickened.
After entering the main room, he glanced at the room on the left. It was locked. It was obvious that Mei Ying was not in the room.
In the house on the right, the door is ajar.
Are they both cooking in the kitchen? It seems very harmonious!
Yang Yongxian went straight to the kitchen. The kitchen was full of smoke and fire. Liao Meiying was cooking. Under the stove, Jin was stuffing firewood. Fu'er was nestling next to Jin, holding a roasting pan. I was eating sweet potatoes, and my face was covered with paste.
Yang Yongxian's eyebrows wrinkled imperceptibly. He always cared about neatness and appearance, so he was about to take out the handkerchief subconsciously. At this time, someone moved first.
It's Liao Meiying.
She took advantage of the moment when the pot lid was closed, took out a handkerchief and came to Fu'er's side. She leaned down and gently wiped the dirt off Fu'er's face.
