"We don't often get along with this Heifeng, and she doesn't know our Xiao An very well. Why are she so enthusiastic about helping our Xiao An wash clothes?"
Faced with Sun's innocent question, Yang Ruoqing just wanted to laugh.
"A woman like Hei Feng has a passionate heart," Yang Ruoqing lowered her voice, "We are the only two here. Let me put it bluntly. She just likes to look at men, but she also lacks them. Our Xiao An is young, strong and looks good. He has a good figure and is a lot better than the wild men she usually steals, so I came here to strike up a conversation and want to flirt with him!"
Sun's expression changed drastically, and she almost dropped the peanuts in her hand to the ground.
"Isn't this possible? Hei Feng is about the same age as you, but eight years older than our little An Na!"
"Rogues don't care about their age."
"Qing'er, then this...that's really shameless!" The good-tempered Mrs. Sun couldn't help but spit out the fragrance, and her face was full of nervousness, as if her precious little son would soon be dragged to the bridal chamber by Hei Feng. .
In contrast, Yang Ruoqing was not worried at all, "Mom, don't worry, we are just gossiping behind our backs, and Heifeng won't really do anything to our Xiao An."
"What if she continues flirting shamelessly? Even our baby says she's not ashamed!" Mrs. Sun said angrily.
Yang Ruoqing shook her head, "One slap can't make a difference. Our Xiao An has no feelings for her at all. We can all see that what happened today is teasing, but our Xiao An probably hasn't realized anything yet."
In fact, my younger brother may not have paid attention to other girls' flirtations. Hey, silly brother, it seems that the attributes of male-female love are not turned on...
Mrs. Sun smiled bitterly, "My little An, hey, he's already twenty-one, and many children of his age in our village can do so."
"Mom, don't worry. Everything is fine with our little An. He looks good, has good character, and is well-equipped for work. He will definitely find a wife."
"I hope, hey, he doesn't care about this aspect, so why doesn't any other girl take the initiative towards him?" Mrs. Sun muttered, "Even if one of them takes the initiative, they won't be twenty-one." stay single!"
There was movement in the front yard. It was Yang Huazhong and Xiao An coming back from taking a bath.
"I'll go take a look." Sun said.
"Then I'm ready to eat." Yang Ruoqing said.
The two women went their separate ways.
Dinner was put on the table, and it was all Xiao An's favorite food.
White-cut bacon is Yang Huazhong's favorite, especially since Mrs. Sun thoughtfully poured wine for them. With a sip of wine and a piece of meat, Yang Huazhong's fatigue from the day was dispelled.
"Dad, let's have a drink."
Xiaoan raised the wine cup in front of Yang Huazhong.
"Okay, have a drink."
The father and son clinked their glasses and drank the wine in one gulp, saying nothing.
Beside them, Sun and Yang Ruoqing exchanged glances, and both mother and daughter's eyes were filled with relief.
Xiao An drank with Sun and Yang Ruoqing one after another.
Xiao An has come out of the shadow of He Qingsong's untimely death last time. He recalls his family's concern and help for him. He is not good at words, so he can only express it by toasting. Everyone understands.
"Uncle, I want to have a drink with you too." Luo Baobao put down the chopsticks in his hand and picked up the wine cup next to him.
Xiao An smiled, "That's necessary."
Ms. Sun stopped her hurriedly: "Girls can't drink at home, can you make soup instead?"
"Granny, I'll just take a sip and taste it."
"A little bit..."
Sun was in some trouble.
On the side, Yang Ruoqing said with a smile: "Mom, it's okay if you sip a little."
Sun had no choice but to take back her hand.
Baby Luo took a sip and stuck out his tongue.
Xiao An, however, raised his head happily and drank it all in one gulp. When he put down the wine cup, he reached out and touched the top of Luo Baobao's hair lovingly.
Although this girl is about to grow into a tall and graceful girl, in his eyes, she is still the little girl he watched grow up.
After dinner, Sun and Yang Ruoqing packed up the dishes, while Yang Huazhong and Xiao An went to the yard to enjoy the cool air.
Luo Baobao sat next to Xiao An, raising his head and listening to his uncle talking about things in the army. Last time, he talked about the devilish training that the recruit Danzi had when he first joined the army. Now he is continuing the story from last time, telling stories in the teahouse. Like a gentleman.
Until Yang Ruoqing and Sun finished packing the dishes and came to the front yard, the uncle and nephew were still telling stories.
Next to them, Yang Huazhong held a big cattail fan in his hand and used it to drive away mosquitoes for the two of them from time to time.
"Hey, that's really exciting." Mrs. Sun brought over the cut watermelon.
Yang Ruoqing smiled and said, "It doesn't matter if it's her father or her brother-in-law. If you catch him, you will hear the stories from the military camp."
"Sister, let my niece join the army tomorrow." Xiao An turned to Yang Ruoqing and said.
Luo Baobao couldn't wait to raise his hand and responded: "Okay, okay, I think so too, I want to join the army."
Mrs. Sun stuffed a piece of watermelon into Luo Baobao's hand, "You are a girl. How can a girl go to the battlefield? Swords have no eyes."
"Granny, what's wrong with the girls? There are girls who are not weak. In ancient times, there was Hua Mulan who could serve in the army in place of her father. Now here is my baby Luo!"
"Ga Po is reluctant to part with you."
"Eat watermelon, eat watermelon, and we'll talk about joining the army next time when your father comes home." Yang Ruoqing patted Luo Baobao on the shoulder.
Luo Baobao knew that his father had to make the final decision on this kind of thing. It would be useless no matter how much he said now, and it would also make Ga Po very sad.
She took a big bite and her eyes turned into two crescent moons: "Well, eat melon, eat melon. The watermelon cut by Ga Po is so sweet and delicious!"
…
Here we are eating melon and making homely meals. Changgen and Osmanthus came over with their granddaughter.
When Xiao An came back today, he also brought with him the things Xiao Yu and Ning Su had prepared for Chang Gen and the others.
Clothes, shoes and socks, supplements for the old man, and snacks for the children. In addition, Xiao Yu gave an extra five taels of silver to Xiao An to bring to Osmanthus fragrans.
No, the couple had finished their dinner and had packed up. I guessed that Yang Huazhong's family had not yet gone to bed, so they came over to sit and chat. Everyone was busy during the day.
Xiao An quickly stood up to make way for Chang Gen and Gui Hua, while Yang Ruoqing went back to the house to pour tea.
Mr. Sun greeted them with a watermelon and carried his little granddaughter to sit on the cool bed.
Yang Huazhong pointed to the stool next to him and said to Chang Gen: "Sit anywhere you want."
Everyone was sitting together eating watermelon and making homely meals, while Guihua and Xiao An were asking about Xiao Yu's situation and when they would have a baby.
Xiao An scratched his head and grinned, unable to answer.
Chang Gen pushed Gui Hua's arm and scolded: "Look at you, why are you asking Xiao An about this? How can Xiao An, a young man, know anything about a woman's pregnancy and giving birth to a baby? Aren't you making things difficult for him!"
Osmanthus smiled sheepishly.
Yang Ruoqing said: "Auntie, didn't I also go to Qing'an County a while ago, and had several meals with Xiao Yu. If you ask me about her situation, I can answer it."
As a result, the chat was divided into two camps, three men and three women, while Luo Baobao and the Changgen family's granddaughter sat quietly eating melon.
The cool breeze blows in the summer night, the cicadas croak from time to time in the treetops, and the frogs croak one after another in the distant fields.
Taking the time to do the household chores, occasionally shaking the cattail leaf fan to drive away mosquitoes for the children.
From time to time, I look up at the sky above my head, where the stars are dotted and it’s a pleasant midsummer night.
Nine Heavens God Emperor
