Chapter 9847
Old Yangtou also looked around, "Oh, are you hungry? What can you do? There are no snacks in the house?"
Ms. Tan said: "Since those pastries attracted mice last time, I didn't dare to hide desserts and snacks in the house for a while."
Old Yangtou: "How about I help you go to Luo's house and ask if there is any food?"
"What are you talking about? I would rather starve to death than throw that person away!" Tan was so excited that she almost jumped out of bed.
Old Yangtou laughed and said, "Hahaha, don't be impatient. If I don't go, I won't go."
Tan glared at Lao Yang fiercely, then sat back down again, clutching his empty stomach.
But Old Yangtou waved to her: "Old lady, look, what is this!"
"What tricks are you doing..."
Tan muttered, but still raised his head and looked towards Old Yang.
As if by magic, the old man took out a bowl from behind the large blue and white porcelain teapot on the table behind him.
There is also a bowl upside down on top of the bowl, obviously to keep it warm.
"Look what this is!"
As if offering a treasure, the old man took off the upside-down bowl, put it aside, and brought the contents of the bottom bowl to Mrs. Tan to show her.
[In view of the general environment, Tan stretched his neck to take a look.
In the bowl are noodles.
The soup is white and fragrant. It contains small green vegetables, poached eggs, and a cut meat ball.
"This is……?"
"This is mutton soup noodles. My third wife cooked it for you. Look, it's still hot."
"What?" Mrs. Tan couldn't believe it. She looked around and didn't believe that Mr. Sun would cook noodles for her.
Mrs. Sun is an honest daughter-in-law, hard-working and kind-hearted. She does whatever she wants and has almost no temper.
It's not unusual at all to have Mrs. Sun serve you and cook noodles for you.
What surprised Tan was that when did this bowl of mutton soup noodles appear on the table?
"Ha, don't make a fuss. It was sent over by the third child earlier." Old Yangtou went straight to a showdown with Tan.
"Lao San sent it here? When did it happen? I've been sitting in the room, why didn't I see anyone else?" Ms. Tan was even more surprised this time.
A living person like the third child brought such a big bowl of noodles and he didn’t even notice? Damn it! This is it!
Old Yangtou said: "He didn't enter the house. I went out and brought it in, just when you were lying on the quilt crying."
"ah?"
Tan tried hard to recall, and finally remembered.
For a while, she became more and more sad as she talked, and then she lay on the quilt and wiped her tears.
I didn't have the intention to pay attention to any movement behind me.
After this reminder from the old man, Tan finally got things right.
"Then...what else did the third child say?" she asked.
Old Yangtou said: "What else can I say? They must be words of concern and concern for you!"
"Hmph, it's not unusual!" Tan snorted a few times and turned his face to the side.
However, the mutton soup noodles were so fragrant that Tan's stomach made a few unsatisfactory growls. ….
Mrs. Tan was so embarrassed that she lowered her head and pressed hard on her empty belly. She wished she could get a hemp rope and tighten her belly, which looked like an empty bag, until it died!
Old Yangtou watched Tan doing these things and found it funny.
"Okay, okay, you have to eat when you are hungry. Even the emperor has to eat."
The old man said, got up and came to the bedside, putting the bowl and kuaizi into Mrs. Tan's hands.
"You eat slowly while I go out for a walk. I haven't gone to chat with Old Ginger and the others yet!"
Old Yangtou inserted the dry tobacco pole into his waist, put his hands behind his back, hummed a small tune, and left the east room leisurely with a figure-footed step.
Now, his leg has healed, so
With Tan's permission, I can smoke.
As for wine, drink in moderation.
Therefore, the old man now lives a very comfortable life and can take it wherever he wants, saying goodbye to his previous wheelchair.
As for Yu Xingkui, he has also returned to Yujiacun to reunite with his family.
Yang Ruoqing said that this would be the case for the rest of the year and she would not arrange any work for him.
After the New Year, Yu Xingkui will be given two choices.
Or go to the tea garden and take care of the tea garden with Xu Yuanming and others.
Or go to the Taoist temple to do some rough work like sweeping and picking up dung.
When you go to the tea garden, you have to stay in the tea house. You go home once a month and you can stay there for four days each time.
You can ask for leave under special circumstances. If you ask for leave, your wages will definitely be deducted.
In addition, if you go to the Taoist temple to work, you will go early and come back late, but the wages will definitely be relatively less than in the tea garden, so when the time comes, it will be up to you.
The reason why he was allowed to choose by himself was mainly because Old Yangtou tried his best to say good things to Yu Xingkui inside. He hoped that Yang Ruoqing could give Yu Xingkui more choices and take care of Yu Xingkui for the sake of Yu Xingkui's hard work and follow-up over the years. Kui.
So Yang Ruoqing agreed.
…
After Lao Yangtou left, Mrs. Tan immediately stood up and walked quickly to the table with the bowl in hand, still complaining as she walked.
"What a shame, the old man doesn't think about what he does. Why am I sitting on the bedside eating? I have to sit at the table to eat!"
Mrs. Tan pulled up a stool and sat down, lowered her head and took a sip of soup on the rim of the bowl.
Mmm, fragrant and fresh!
She picked another noodle with her kuai and sucked it into her mouth. Well, not bad, the noodles are well-rolled and chewy!
Hey, is this the kind of belly meat that Fatty used to teach everyone to cut into small pieces at the dinner table?
Mrs. Tan left in anger before she had time to enjoy this part.
Now I am sitting quietly at the table, eating belly pork. Hey, it tastes really good!
Is this a whole one?
Well, that’s a lot!
Mr. Tan sat at the table and ate with gusto.
By the window outside the house, Lao Yangtou secretly glanced at what was going on in the house, nodded with a smile, and then walked away with confidence.
In the evening, Yang Ruoqing asked Sun to deliver tripe meat to each room in the old Yang family.
There are two fist-sized belly buns in the family.
So when night fell, every room in Lao Yang's family had extra meals.
Luo family, at night, Yang Ruoqing heated up the remaining roasted leg of lamb, and then heated up a bowl of tripe bun broth. ….
Add wild mushrooms and baby greens to the belly bun broth to adjust the flavor.
Of course, vegetables and radishes are indispensable in every meal.
As for chili sauce, it is also an indispensable role on the dinner table.
Yang Huazhong and Sun must have been eating here. At the dinner table, Sun told Yang Huazhong about Liu's entrustment to Yang Ruoqing.
Yang Huazhong smiled and nodded: "It's rare for the four younger brothers and sisters to have such a heart. It's not bad. The banquets we have here are all the same, which is a bit boring. It's a good idea to introduce new ones!"
Yang Huazhong's eyes kept lingering on his two little grandsons, who were drinking mutton soup in a graceful manner.
Yuanyuan was holding a mutton chop and chewing it with a rough look on her face...
The onion foam on the mutton chops stuck to his chin, which made Yang Huazhong laugh. He stretched out his hand and gently used his thick fingertips to gently remove the onion foam from the corner of his mouth...
"Tomorrow I will go into the mountains to inquire about it and buy a sheep. My two babies like to eat it!" he said.
Mrs. Sun nodded repeatedly: "Okay, let's buy it. It's not like our family can't afford it. We can afford it even if we eat it every day, as long as the kids like it!"
Blacksmith Luo and Wang Cuilian also looked at their two little grandsons with loving faces.
When he heard that Yang Huazhong was going into the mountains to buy sheep, Blacksmith Luo said directly: "I'll go with you, and I'll buy them too! Buy a few more and tie them in the stable in the backyard."
! "
Wang Cuilian said: "Okay, I'll lay out more straw later to keep the sheep warm and keep them for a while longer."
Yang Ruoqing couldn't help but laugh when she heard what her parents said.
"Uncle, dad, you must not do this." She said.
"Dried mutton will cause internal heat if you eat too much, especially children should not eat too much."
"You can eat fish, shrimp, and lean meat every day, but not too much. Too much is not enough."
"Vegetables and eggs are indispensable every day, but mutton and beef are exceptions. You only need to eat them occasionally. If you eat too much, problems will arise."
Yang Ruoqing's words scared everyone.
"What could go wrong when something as good as mutton is so expensive? What could go wrong?" they asked.
Yang Ruoqing said: "He gets angry, gets rashes, is constipated, has a dry mouth, has sores on his tongue, is upset when sleeping at night, and pulls his hair..."
Everyone was scared.
"Okay, I won't buy it for now." Yang Huazhong said.
Sun and Wang Cuilian were both a little scared, especially when they saw Yuanyuan still chewing the mutton chops with gusto. They exchanged a few looks and wished they could take the mutton chops off and not give them to their children...
…
It's night, Lao Wang's house.
After this period of bed rest, Yang Huamei's legs are almost healed.
You don't need to use the pair of wooden crutches given by Old Yangtou to walk, you can completely walk by yourself.
But I can’t run or jump, nor can I hug or carry my eldest grandson.
Zhuangzhuang himself can run and walk, and as his name suggests, he is indeed very strong. He has inherited the excellent genes of his brother-in-law Xiaohei, and he can eat, drink and sleep.
He doesn't look like Dabai at all, his eyebrows and facial features are like red plums, and his body shape is like Xiao Hei's.
At first, some people secretly said that such a charming woman like Hongmei was remarried to Dabai, and maybe Zhuangzhuang was not Dabai's son.
As a result, as the child was raised and raised, the genes of the old Wang family gradually appeared in his body.
He is completely a descendant of Lao Wang’s family…
No, after dinner was cooked and Xiao Hei came over to call for dinner, Yang Huamei got up from the bed and led Zhuang Zhuang to the main room for dinner.
In the main room, an oil lamp was lit on the table, and three dishes were placed around the lamp.
A bowl of cabbage and roasted radish.
A bowl of braised pork left over from lunch, with almost no lean meat left, and a few shiny pieces of fat soaked in fat.
Then there is a little light pickle in the bowl.
The pickles were sour, smelly, and dark, like pickled cabbage, so much so that Xu Qiaohong held her breath while bringing them over.
"Mom, I didn't cook anything else at night, so I'll just have a few bites of the leftovers from lunch!" Xu Qiaohong said.
Yang Huamei nodded, "I can do anything. I won't choose. Give Zhuangzhuang a few pieces of meat to eat!"
At the end, Yang Huamei said, "It's pretty good to be able to eat meat every day. I'm very satisfied!".
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