Before Lao Yangtou expressed his position, Lao Suntou on the side sent out the invitation first:
"Come to my house for dinner at noon. I still have two spare ribs. I asked her to braise them for us to drink with!"
Yang Huaming didn't have any objections to this at all, and he grinned at Lao Suntou, his smile full of expectation.
Because in Yang Huaming's opinion, it is impossible for a butcher family to kill pigs with only two ribs. There must be a lot of pork belly and scraps in the house.
There must be a lot of pigs in the water. People just casually reported that the ribs came out. If you go there to eat, there must be other hard dishes.
So Yang Huaming is looking forward to going to Sun's house for dinner.
However, Lao Yangtou declined Lao Suntou's kindness.
This is what Old Yangtou said: "Old brother, you are too polite. We came back suddenly today, and we didn't even say hello in advance, so we won't bother you at your house."
"I'll ask my fourth daughter-in-law to make two more bowls of rice later, and we, the old couple, can just make do with each other."
Old Yangtou firmly remembered that he was being supported by the fourth room this month, so it was appropriate to go to the fourth room to eat.
The old man and the old lady had discussed a long time ago that they should try not to eat in other rooms during the month when they were being supported in which room.
Unless there are special circumstances, whoever should be raised will be raised, and the points will be clear.
For example, this month you went to eat with this room, but ended up going to other rooms for more than 70 or 80 meals. The other rooms didn't say anything, but you must be feeling resentful in your heart.
There are times when teeth and tongues collide in this world, not to mention children?
Sensible people will keep their dissatisfaction in their hearts and maintain superficial peace.
But there was a feeling of dismay in my heart, and that was true.
Lao Yangtou and Mr. Tan also wanted to try their best not to let everyone feel uncomfortable, and tried their best to serve a bowl of water evenly.
Lao Suntou said: "Okay, I'll wait until you guys have settled in, and then come over and have a drink to cleanse you!"
On weekdays, the old men sit together under the wall, chatting about everyday topics in addition to farm work in the fields, and also telling stories from playbooks.
Drama books such as "Three Brothers in Taoyuan" were often used by them to recite and discuss, and each of them also learned a few classic lines from them and from the stage.
To wash away the dust, to save a brother's life, to ride a thousand miles alone, to be righteous and righteous... these are all things these old men like to talk about, and sometimes they can even learn and use them at the wine table. in culture.
When trying to persuade each other to drink, they would say that brotherhood is deep and boring.
"Okay, I'll go to your house then and we'll get drunk and then we'll have a rest." Old Yang Touya said.
Yang Huaming listened with great interest, as if he saw two old Jianghu patting their shoulders together and making grand promises.
Lao Suntou and Xiaojie's father stood in Lao Yangtou's room for a while, then went home to do some work.
There is an old sow in the Sun family that is about to give birth to piglets recently. The pig farm cannot be left alone for a long time, and someone has to be there to take care of it.
As a result, as soon as Lao Suntou and Xiaojie's father walked into the courtyard, they met Cao Bamei who came out of it.
"Uncle, brother, I've said hello to my sister-in-law, and she's coming over for lunch!"
Cao Bamei excitedly raised her hand and waved to the two of them, extending an invitation. ….
When Cao Bamei left, Lao Suntou turned around and asked Xiaojie's father: "Is it my eyesight or something? Can you see clearly what the thing Bamei is holding is? Is it two ribs?"
Xiaojie's father scratched his head in embarrassment, "Yes, it's those two ribs."
Isn't it just embarrassing? Earlier, he invited Lao Yangtou to come over for lunch and said he would cook two ribs to go with wine.
As a result, the ribs had already been taken away by Bamei.
Fortunately, Lao Yangtou didn't agree to come over for dinner, otherwise he would have to chase back the ribs from Bamei's hand.
"Xu Yongjin is back, and the eighth sister wants to prepare some food." Lao Suntou immediately thought of this.
Xiaojie's father also nodded in agreement, "I think so. Eighth sister asked us to come over for lunch at noon!"
The two men were stunned when Mrs. Sun came out of the kitchen carrying a load of pig food buckets.
Seeing the two of them, Mrs. Sun said: "What are you guys knocking at the door? By the way, the eighth sister came here just now. Let's go over to eat at noon. Don't make a fire. I'm going to fetch some water first. We’ve cooked the pig food, so we won’t cook anything this afternoon!”
Lao Suntou asked Da Sun, "Have you done everything?"
Mrs. Sun nodded: "Yes, Bamei's house is not someone else's. I gave her those two ribs for free. She will kill a chicken later to make ends meet. Let's all go over and have fun together!"
Xiaojie's father hurriedly stepped forward and took the burden from Da Sun's shoulders, "I'll pick it up, you rest."
Mrs. Sun looked at the thin man in front of her who was slightly shorter than herself, but her eyes were full of happiness and satisfaction as if she had met her beloved.
No matter what a man looks like or what his family background is, as long as he has good character, can love others, is down-to-earth, can support a family, respects his elders, loves his children, and is considerate to his wife, he is the best man in the world!
And I was lucky enough to meet him.
"I don't have to rest either. I'm going to rub the old sow's belly. I've heard her moaning these past few days and I'm afraid she's about to give birth."
Seeing Da Sun and Xiao Jie's father moving separately, Lao Suntou stroked his beard with satisfaction, and the old man also hummed a little tune and went to the pig farm in the backyard with satisfaction.
On the other side, Lao Yangtou brought Yu Xingkui to the Luo family, which was separated by a wall...
At the same time, Lao Wang’s family.
Xiao Hei drove the carriage straight to the door of Lao Wang's new house and stopped.
Yang Huamei lifted the curtains and looked outside, and found that the carriage was parked at the door of the new house, not the old house.
Yang Huamei was surprised, stretched her head and asked Xiao Hei: "Why did you stop at the door of your brother's house? You stopped wrong."
Xiao Hei laughed and said, "That's right, mother, just come to my brother's room and lie down to recuperate."
"Ah? Why?" Yang Huamei was even more surprised.
Ms. Tan in the carriage was also full of shock.
Xu Qiaohong said calmly: "Mom, Xiaohei and I discussed this in advance."
"Mom, think about it, our old house has been in disrepair for a long time, and no one has lived in it for more than half a month. I am alone at home raising Zhuangzhuang, so I will definitely not be able to clean it up. The west and east rooms must be damp and moldy."
"It's not good for your legs if you lie down in a house like that. The doctor said you need to live in a dry and warm house, so Xiaohei and I are thinking about settling you in your eldest uncle's new house first. The new house is spacious and spacious. You can live in it." It’s good for your legs there!”
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Hearing Xu Qiaohong's analysis, Yang Huamei's eyes showed a touch of relief.
This feeling of relief was because she felt that the couple Xiao Hei and Xu Qiaohong's thinking made sense. The old house was indeed prone to moisture and mold, especially since it had rained twice during this period. Maybe some places in the west house were leaking. ….
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