Wanghai County, Changping Village.
Looking at the talkative old Yangtou in front of her, Yang Ruoqing suddenly understood that the old man is still hotter!
This sentence, you don’t deceive me!
Look, the old man said two things in a row. The former asked Yang Ruoqing to deliver food to Tan at night, and the latter left Tan to sleep in the third room. They were actually thinking about their children and helping them share their worries.
Yang Ruoqing understood the old man's little thoughts.
However, the old man's reason on the table made Yang Ruoqing unable to refuse.
"Okay, okay, sir, you are thoughtful and reasonable. You are doing it for the benefit of our descendants and easing our burden. That's great. I understand!"
After saying this, Yang Ruoqing hurried back to the backyard.
Wang Cuilian and Blacksmith Luo soon learned about this. Wang Cuilian said, "Invite the old man and the old lady over to our house to eat together!"
Blacksmith Luo also nodded, "Yes, take it!"
Yang Ruoqing shook her head, "I mentioned it just now. My father said he didn't want to move around at night, so he asked me to send him there."
"Ah? Is that so? That's okay. It's also good if the old man doesn't come out at night." Blacksmith Luo added.
Wang Cuilian's question has quietly changed: "There aren't many vegetables left at noon. How about killing a chicken at night?"
Blacksmith Luo: "I'm going to catch chickens."
Yang Ruoqing stopped them again: "Uncle, aunt, don't bother me. My grandparents will just deal with it casually. Leave this matter to me. You should go and do whatever you need to do. Don't worry about the kitchen."
Just like that, Tiejiang Luo and Wang Cuilian went to the bedroom to take care of their two children, leaving the big stage of the kitchen to Yang Ruoqing, who became the focus of the spotlight.
Yang Ruoqing shook off her apron and tied it around her waist, her gaze sweeping across the entire venue like a searchlight.
Soon, she sorted out the leftover dishes from lunch and other ingredients she had on hand, and then made a recipe for dinner in her mind.
In less than half an hour, the food was ready together.
Yang Ruoqing placed the food in the dining hall next to the kitchen and called Blacksmith Luo and Wang Cuilian to bring the children over for dinner.
Wang Cuilian and Blacksmith Luo looked at the food on the table, with satisfied smiles on their faces.
Wang Cuilian nodded repeatedly and praised: "Qing'er is still very clever and agile in her movements. She was able to cook several dishes in such a short time. She is better than me!"
Blacksmith Luo said: "The waves behind you in the Yangtze River push the waves in front. A young man is better than a blue man. Qing'er is better than you. That's normal. If he's worse than you, there's something wrong!"
Yang Ruoqing was a little embarrassed by the compliments from both of them.
She placed Tuan Yuanyuan's small rice bowl in front of the two of them. The food was all placed in the small rice bowl, allowing them to eat by themselves.
At the same time, she picked up the two insulated food boxes next to her and said to Wang Cuilian and Blacksmith Luo: "Uncle, aunt, you eat first. I will deliver food to my grandma, and I will eat when I come back."
"Isn't it going to be cold?" Wang Cuilian asked.
Yang Ruoqing said: "It's okay, I'll be back soon."
Separated by a wall, the guest room in the front yard of Yang Huazhong's house was brightly lit.
Old Yangtou refilled a bowl of tea in the tea bowl in front of Tan and said, "After you drink this bowl of tea, it will be time for Qing'er to bring food."…
Mrs. Tan said: "I'm fine if I don't eat at night. I asked you not to beg from Qing'er. But you tricked me into saying I needed to go to the toilet and secretly went to beg for food from Qing'er. You really are, what are you doing? Shame on you!"
Old Yang pulled up a stool and sat down opposite Tan, "What do you mean by begging? Qing'er is our granddaughter. It's not shameful for me to ask for food and drink from my granddaughter's family. Old lady, don't think too much about it!"
Mrs. Tan turned her face to the side and snorted a few times.
The old couple just drank tea and waited.
Then, Yang Ruoqing's figure appeared at the door of the house along with the sound of footsteps. The door was not closed at all, and she came in directly.
"Master, grandma, I brought you food. I kept you waiting for a long time!"
Lao Yangtou stood up holding on to the table and said with a kind face, "It's okay. I haven't been waiting for long. Come on, put it on the table over here!"
"okay!"
Yang Ruoqing carried the food box to the table, put the food box down, and turned to look at the old lady.
The old lady also turned her face at this time, her eyes flicked from the two food boxes in her hands, and then looked at Yang Ruoqing's face, "Originally, I didn't want to eat it. I couldn't sleep after eating it at night. , I didn’t expect your father to be so nosy, really!”
Yang Ruoqing was stunned for a moment, then smiled. Instead of answering Tan's words, she picked up one of the food boxes, unscrewed the lid of the food box, and then took out the dishes one by one and placed them in front of Old Yangtou. .
"Master, these are braised beef ribs. The meat is close to the bone. I cooked it again at night. It's so soft that your teeth can chew it easily."
Old Yangtou nodded repeatedly, "I ate several pieces of this beef rib at noon. It tasted good, but it was a bit hard at noon and I didn't dare to eat more. At night, it was so soft and rotten that I had to eat a few more pieces!"
Yang Ruoqing then put out another dish: "Master, this is sweet and sour pork, with white sesame seeds on the outside. It's sour and sweet, very appetizing."
"well!"
"Sir, this is sesame seed."
"This looks beautiful!"
"Master, this is tofu rolled with sauerkraut. The sauerkraut is made from pickled cabbage. It goes very well with rice."
"Not bad!"
"Master, this is egg custard with minced meat in it, and a few drops of sesame oil poured on it when it comes out of the pan."
"Ha, this is also a good dish."
Yang Ruoqing was like a waiter in a restaurant. Every time a dish was placed in front of Old Yangtou, she would give the name of the dish and introduce it.
Finally, there is the crispy white rice.
White rice needs no introduction.
Finally, Yang Ruoqing placed two spoons into the sauerkraut and tofu and the minced meat and egg custard respectively, and then placed a pair of neat chopsticks next to the rice bowl.
"Master, you eat slowly. I will collect the bowls and chopsticks tomorrow morning."
"Hey, okay, okay." Old Yangtou was full of satisfaction, because the dinner was very rich.
He picked up the chopsticks and prepared to take them off.
As for Mr. Tan, who was sitting opposite him, when Yang Ruoqing was introducing these dishes, the old lady's eyes flickered and she kept peeking over.
His ears were perked up even more, and he heard these introductions clearly.
Moreover, the aroma of these dishes continued to enter her nostrils, teasing her.
She originally said she was not hungry, but at this moment, the five internal organs in her stomach started to make a fuss. She glanced at the large and small plates and small bowls placed in front of Old Yangtou, and then secretly glanced at another one. There was only a food box with the lid yet to be unscrewed, and anticipation flashed through his eyes.
In fact, she was a little impatient that Yang Ruoqing continued to stay here and chirp.
Therefore, the old lady directly urged: "Okay, okay, your father is not blind. He knows these dishes. You don't need to say so much. You should go back quickly. It's dark outside."
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