Moreover, the noodles are warm in the pot and can be kept warm for a while, so that’s fine.
Yang Ruoqing didn't listen to Wang Cuilian's advice and ran out of the kitchen to go to Blacksmith Luo.
Soon Blacksmith Luo came over, "Qing'er asked me to come over to eat noodles. What, have you all eaten?"
Wang Cuilian glared at him, "You are really a big boss. The child will be hungry for you to eat!"
"Ah? Is that so? I'm not in a hurry. Then I'll call her over..."
Blacksmith Luo turned around and was about to go out, but was stopped by Wang Cuilian.
"Okay, okay, if the child asks you to come, just eat before leaving. I've finished all this work, so hurry up and eat!"
Wang Cuilian didn't eat it herself, but put a full bowl of lard noodles on the pot stand.
Blacksmith Luo returned to the pot, picked up the bowl and chopsticks, took a strong sniff, and grinned.
"Don't mention it, you have a good way of doing this thing, it's so cool!"
Wang Cuilian smiled at him: "Eat quickly. It tastes good when it's hot. It doesn't taste good when it's cold."
Blacksmith Luo nodded: "Okay!"
He picked up the bowl and sat at the mouth of the stove. There was still a fire in the stove, which was very warm.
Blacksmith Luo lowered his head and began to eat.
Wang Cuilian put the lid back on the pot, and carefully put a rag on the area where the pot lid was in contact with the edge of the pot to prevent the hot air in the pot from overflowing and the cold air from outside from getting in. This way, it will clear up later If you come here for noodles, you can have hot noodles.
Blacksmith Luo ate very quickly. He quickly licked up a large bowl of noodles and even licked a small piece of peanut chips stuck to the bottom of the bowl into his mouth.
Then he said with endless aftertaste: "It's so delicious. I never dreamed that we could live such a good life in our lifetime. We can eat whatever we want, and the steamed noodles are even topped with lard!"
Wang Cuilian burst into laughter when she heard what he said.
But after laughing, I was also filled with emotions.
"Isn't that right? Today's good days are all thanks to the children. If it were us, we would be grateful if we were not hungry!" she said.
Blacksmith Luo nodded, "The children are more capable than us. Although they have earned such a fortune and let us enjoy the blessings, we cannot be extravagant and wasteful. We still have a little more lard today."
When Wang Cuilian heard this, she thought about it and said, "My hands shook at that moment and I scooped out an extra spoonful. Next time I will remember this amount and save one spoonful less."
"Well, good, you are good at running a house, and the children will praise you." Blacksmith Luo added.
Wang Cuilian smiled sheepishly: "It's hard for a good woman to make a meal without rice. Bye bye, the person who manages the house is also because she has a family to support. Again, the children trust me and let me take care of the house. They eat whatever I eat. They don't choose. If you don’t choose, I know it in my heart!”
Both Yang Ruoqing and Luo Fengtang respected Wang Cuilian extremely, especially Yang Ruoqing. She was clearly the legitimate mistress of the Luo family, and she and Luo Fengtang built the family business together.
However, Yang Ruoqing gave full rights to manage the Luo family's backyard to Wang Cuilian, and Wang Cuilian also kept the keys to the warehouse.
Wang Cuilian is well aware of this trust and respect, and is secretly pleased.
It is precisely because of this that she has to do her best to help her children share their worries. She doesn't understand the big things outside, but she must take good care of the backyard at home.
"Old man, after you finish eating, go to the bedroom and bring Qing'er over, and I'll add some fire to the stove."
"Okay, I'll go right away!"
"are you full?"
"Haha, do you want to hear the truth?"
"shit."
"No bullshit, the truth is that I can eat another bowl."
"Then if you eat again, I'll pretend it for you?"
Blacksmith Luo waved his hand: "No, no, you can't eat too much at night, otherwise it will be bad if you accumulate food!"
"Then it's up to you. I'll be washing my feet and going to bed in a short while, so hurry up and get Qing'er over!"
…
When Yang Ruoqing came to the kitchen and sat with Wang Cuilian's mother-in-law and daughter-in-law, eating steamed lard noodles with relish, Mrs. Liu, who had been thinking about the dinner in the fifth house, did not get the meal as she wished.
why?
This was not because the fifth house suddenly changed its mind and refused to provide Liu with food. On the contrary, when it was getting dark, Jiang Guiling personally went to the fifth house to pick up Liu and He'erju'er.
However, both Ju'er and He'er had already had dinner. The two sisters cooked porridge and ate it themselves. Moreover, Ju'er's two sons had taken a bath and went to bed. They couldn't live without people around them, so neither sister came over. .
Jiang Guiling did not force it.
Mrs. Liu patted her belly and said, "I didn't eat porridge, Guiling, I'll go with you!"
"Okay, Fourth Mom, let's go over there. Fourth Uncle is asleep in my guest room and he hasn't woken up yet!"
"Hey, leave him alone. It's best if he doesn't wake up. Let's eat all the food and leave nothing for him."
He'er, Ju'er, and Jiang Guiling were all ashamed.
Jiang Guiling and Mrs. Liu had just arrived at the entrance of the village when they heard a woman's voice coming from Yang Huazhong's house. Her voice was loud and mixed with tears.
Mr. Liu stopped at his feet and said with a look of horror on his face: "Oh, could it be your third uncle who is beating your third mother?"
Jiang Guiling shook her head without thinking: "That's impossible, Uncle San is not that kind of person!"
Mrs. Liu tilted her head and listened again, and said, "This doesn't seem to be your third mother's voice. No, I have to take a look!"
Jiang Guiling nodded, and the two of them turned to the courtyard door of the third room.
After entering like this, Mrs. Liu had no intention of going to the fifth room for dinner that night. Soon Jiang Guiling hurried out of the third room and ran straight back to the fifth room's yard diagonally across the road.
At this time, Bao Suyun was busy in the kitchen, and Yang Huazhou was helping out. His little granddaughter was not asleep yet. She was squatting on the ground next to her and playing with a dog that Yang Huazhou brought back from Qing'an County. It could jump around on the ground by itself when the clockwork was tightened. Tin frog.
For children around one year old, this kind of small toy can attract their attention the most, so much so that when Jiang Guiling, her mother-in-law, ran into the kitchen, the little girl didn't even bother to look away.
"Father, mother, and fourth mother went to the third room to watch the fun. She said that she wouldn't be coming for dinner, so we should eat by ourselves without waiting."
Yang Huazhou and Bao Suyun were stunned by Jiang Guiling's words.
As we all know, Mr. Liu is a person who attaches great importance to food and drink. At the same time, he also likes to watch the excitement.
The weight of these two things in her heart should be equal. If it is a competition to win or lose, eating may be relatively heavier.
What kind of earth-shattering excitement could make Mrs. Liu give up eating and watch instead?
Moreover, this excitement also happened in the third room, which attracted the attention of the couple in the fifth room who never liked watching liveliness.
Bao Suyun even asked Jiang Guiling nervously: "Did something happen to the third room?"
Yang Huazhou didn't think so, because when he saw his daughter-in-law's expression, it didn't look like something was wrong with the third bedroom.
Jiang Guiling was afraid that Bao Suyun would misunderstand, so she hurriedly explained: "Mom, don't worry, listen to me, the third bedroom is very good, nothing happened. Something happened to the Yang family's eldest house, which caused trouble to the third uncle and the third mother. I beg Third Uncle to make the decision!"
