Regarding what Dabai is doing now, brothers Yang Huazhong and Yang Huazhou see it in their eyes and are happy in their hearts.
"Third brother, I will return to Qing'an County tomorrow. The next time I come back will be the New Year. Let me tell you." Yang Huazhou said again.
"Are you sure you're leaving tomorrow?" Yang Huazhong asked with a hint of fluctuation in his eyes.
Yang Huazhou nodded firmly, "We can't put it off any longer. This trip back to attend my uncle's funeral has been delayed for more than ten days. The restaurant is busy with things."
"Ah? That's right. You have to go back." Yang Huazhong said.
"Can Xiao An come with you?" he asked again.
"Well, our uncle and nephew are together, and there is someone to talk to on the way." Yang Huazhou added.
"Then... we must take the official road this time. Don't go ten miles uphill just to take a shortcut like last time."
Faced with Yang Huazhong's solemn advice, Yang Huazhou also responded with a serious promise: "Third brother, don't worry, you won't go that way."
Regarding the follow-up of Shilipo Roadhog and the robbers, Yang Huazhong and Yang Huazhou have been asking Luo Fengtang a lot these days.
Those who participated at that time could be counted as one of them all committing suicide.
The two or three who fled into the mountains were all taken by Luo Fengtang into the deep mountains and old forests, and were captured one by one and handed over to the government.
The Shilipo side should be relatively peaceful now, but because of the heavy shadow of the previous incident, Lao Yang's family probably won't want to take that road for a long time.
"Lao Wu, when you get to Qing'an County later, if you see my in-laws, don't tell me about my leg injury." Yang Huazhong warned Yang Huazhou again.
"And Xiao An, I also want to remind you."
Yang Huazhou shook his head and smiled bitterly: "Third brother, you are really considerate of others!"
Yang Huazhong also showed a smile on his kind face: "It's not easy for the He family. My in-laws have been lying in bed for almost a year, and they finally got off the ground to walk. How can I worry them?"
If the He family knew that he had also broken his leg, they would definitely come over to visit him. This would be too much trouble.
At night, Yang Huazhong asked Sun to call Yang Ruoqing and Luo Fengtang, as well as Yang Huaming and Liu, to have dinner together.
"The main reason is that Dabai sent me a food box, which contains eight of their shop's signature breakfast items. The third one wanted to ask you to come over and try it together." Mrs. Sun smiled and took out the food box and gave it to Yang Ruoqing and Liu. look.
Ms. Liu leaned over and took a look, then said with a smile, "It looks pretty good, but I don't know how it tastes. I'll try one first."
After saying that, his fingers reached for the egg dumpling on top.
"Fourth Aunt, why don't you use a pair of chopsticks? How can we eat like this?"
Yang Ruoqing was really helpless towards this person, so she forced him back and stuffed a pair of chopsticks into his hand.
"Hey, okay, okay, Aunt Four, use chopsticks."
Mrs. Liu took the chopsticks and reached into the food box again.
Beside him, Yang Huaming shook his head and said, "This woman was probably reincarnated as a starving ghost in her last life."
Mrs. Sun winked at Yang Huaming and said, "Fourth brother, don't talk about the fourth brother and sister like that."
As for Ms. Liu, who was being criticized, she had no intention of retaliate to Yang Huaming at the moment, because she was trying her best to compete with the egg dumplings on the plate!
"Oh, I still don't believe in that evil, why can't I clamp it?"
Hearing her talking to herself while sandwiching her arms, Yang Ruoqing couldn't help but take a look, and then couldn't help laughing.
"Fourth Aunt, didn't you see that these egg dumplings are not one by one? They are a whole plate. You can only smash the egg dumplings by pinching them like this."
I didn't look carefully before, but now I took a closer look at Yang Ruoqing and realized that these egg dumplings were made like handicrafts.
When the cook is cooking, he should place twelve egg dumplings next to each other in a circle in the pot, and then pour the thick egg liquid evenly on top of the egg dumplings, as if covering them with a thick layer. , a big golden quilt made of egg liquid.
After frying it until both sides are golden brown, it comes out of the pan as a whole when it is put on the plate. Therefore, Liu's clamping method is not appropriate, and it is impossible to get it out at all.
Yang Ruoqing was just about to give some advice so that Ms. Liu could get the law. Unexpectedly, Ms. Liu got angry, threw away her chopsticks, violently dismantled an egg dumpling, took it out and threw it into her mouth.
After a few bites, her bulging mouth suddenly stopped moving, but her eyes began to move rapidly.
"The trash can is here!"
It was Yang Ruoqing who understood her body language again. As soon as the trash can was brought to Ms. Liu, Ms. Liu spat into it several times.
Not to mention, I didn’t know whose tea it was when I picked it up on the table. I drank it for several times before giving up!
This series of operations made Sun and Yang Huaming beside them stunned.
Yang Ruoqing frowned and asked her, "Why this reaction? Aren't the egg dumplings delicious?"
Ms. Liu's face was wrinkled together. People who didn't know it suddenly thought she had been tortured when they saw her like this. She looked like a bitter melon king.
"Egg dumplings, it's not like I haven't eaten them before. Take Baimeizhai's signature egg dumplings, I'm scared to eat them after just one bite."
Mrs. Liu pointed to the food box and said with lingering fear.
"Let's not mention that there are too many fat cubes in these egg dumplings and they are too greasy."
"I just want to ask Dabai, did their cook fall into the salt pile? Doesn't the salt cost money? They are trying to kill me!"
"I can't eat it, I can't eat it. Anyway, I'm afraid of eating this dish!"
Mrs. Liu waved her hand, stepped aside, picked up the tea bowl, and took several more sips.
"This dish is cold. If it is cold, it will be greasy and difficult to eat. I'm so worried!" Yang Huaming shook his shoulders and laughed weirdly, and would make some sarcastic remarks from time to time.
Mrs. Liu gave him a look and said, "What the hell do you know? This dish is not good, but this food box is really good, and the food is still warm. If you don't believe me, come and try it!"
Yang Huaming shook his head: "When I want to eat, I will eat with everyone. I am not you!"
"Hey!" Ms. Liu raised her hand to wave away Yang Huaming, then turned around to talk to Mr. Sun and Yang Ruoqing.
"I don't mean to bury Tai Dabai on purpose. These egg dumplings are really not good. I won't comment on the others before I even eat them!"
Mrs. Sun smiled gently and said, "It doesn't matter whether it tastes good or not. This is Dabai's wish. I will put it away first and heat it up at night for everyone to eat."
Sun took the food box back to the backyard, and Yang Huaming went to talk to Yang Huazhong.
Liu and Yang Ruoqing were the only ones left in the main room.
While Mrs. Liu was refilling her tea, she told Yang Ruoqing: "Your mother is right. Dabai can still think about your father not going and bring a portion to your father. He is more sensible than before."
Yang Ruoqing smiled, "People are also making progress little by little."
Progress means learning to be mellow and thoughtful little by little in dealing with people.
But real growth does not refer to the body, but to the transformation of the heart, perhaps in a certain moment.
At a certain point, because of something, I suddenly had an epiphany.
