"Ah ha, Master, what did you just tell me? Are you a slap in the face now?" Yang Ruoqing heartlessly settled an old score with Old Yang.
Old Yangtou's face turned red, and the muscles on his face were twitching slightly.
The old man never expected that she could find it out to you face to face. Hey, this emotional intelligence...
But then I thought about it, this girl's emotional intelligence was there, obviously, she did it on purpose!
Old Suntou saw that Old Yangtou's face had turned from lobster red to the color of pig's liver, and he knew that this old man had been teased by Qing Yatou to the point where he couldn't stand it anymore.
So Lao Suntou hurriedly came out to smooth things over and said to Yang Ruoqing: "Your father doesn't eat originally, but your uncle and I rely on him to eat with us."
Yang Ruoqing understood Ga Gong's good intentions, smiled, and let Old Yangtou go for the time being. She sat down in her seat with a smile and greeted Old Yangtou: "Master, how does it taste? I humbly accept the review. !”
Old Yang ate the dumpling he had on hand, raised his eyelids and glanced at Yang Ruoqing, and said in a low voice, "Yes, these dumplings are more flavorful than those in restaurants."
"The meat fillings are also very particular and must be clean. As long as you are not lazy and are diligent, you'd better make the dumplings at home as much as possible!"
"Wow!" Yang Ruoqing's eyes lit up, she smiled and clapped her hands, "It's really rare that the dumplings I cooked have received such high praise from me."
"Master, then you have to reward me and eat more!"
When Old Yangtou heard what Yang Ruoqing said, he felt that he had regained some dignity, so his expression softened a lot.
He nodded and ate the dumplings in silence.
Blacksmith Luo was very happy to see such a harmonious picture, "Oh, look at me, I forgot the most important thing!"
Old Yangtou and Old Suntou followed Blacksmith Luo with their eyes, and Yang Ruoqing also turned to look at their uncle.
I saw the uncle go to the wine cabinet in the dining hall and take down the wine bottle placed in one of the shelves.
Yang Ruoqing understood.
Both Lao Yangtou and Lao Suntou also smiled.
"No wonder I feel like something is missing. It turns out it's missing this. Haha, come on, blacksmith, I'll give it to you, Old Uncle Yang, first." Old Suntou ordered Blacksmith Luo.
Among the three people drinking, Blacksmith Luo was the youngest in age and seniority.
Blacksmith Luo responded and filled the glasses of wine for the two old men one after another. Then he sat down and the three of them clinked glasses and ate dumplings. They were so excited!
When he was almost done eating, Old Yangtou's chopstick frequency slowed down significantly, and his eyes glanced towards Yang Ruoqing.
Yang Ruoqing knew that the old man had something to say to her.
She pretended not to receive the old man's eyes, lowered her head and turned over the dumplings in the bowl with relish.
Old Yangtou finally couldn't help it anymore and spoke first, "Qing'er, do you think this is ridiculous? That damn girl He'er is actually lovesick!"
"She is crazy now and only thinks about marrying Mr. Li. What a shame!"
When Old Yangtou got straight to the point, Old Suntou and Blacksmith Luo became silent.
The two of them clinked their wine glasses in silence, looking towards Yang Ruoqing intentionally or unintentionally.
Blacksmith Luo knew that it was impossible for Yang Ruoqing to care about this matter.
What he was worried about was that the elder, Old Yangtou, had personally discussed ideas with Yang Ruoqing. How would Qing'er respond?
And Lao Suntou didn't know whether his granddaughter was willing to take care of this matter, so Lao Suntou was just waiting and watching, and was always ready to assist his granddaughter.
Yang Ruoqing originally didn't want to mention this matter because she really didn't have a good impression of He'er.
From the time when He'er was young to later, I never had any good impressions of him, and I even disliked He'er at one time.
Brainless, stubborn, self-righteous, unreasonable, and not polite. She had a dog when she was young, but she couldn't even get enough to eat. She wanted to cut off the meat to feed her dog.
The dog occupies a seat when eating, shares the same bowl with others, carries the dog on the bed when sleeping, and walks around the front and back of the house with the dog in his arms.
In the end, the dog even bit 'Fu'er' to death.
Tetanus, Fu'er died from the pain of tetanus!
Therefore, from beginning to end, Yang Ruoqing had no good impression of He'er.
Later, it was because she had been wandering outside for two years and was ruined and tortured. Someone gave birth to a son through her belly, and after that, her tongue was cut out...
After returning to Lao Yang's house, He'er kept a low profile and became taciturn. She even began to feel inferior and autistic. She didn't even go out of the house, and she didn't come to family gatherings.
After this state lasted for several years, he followed Kang Xiaozi to the town's Wa Market to do small business, which seemed to show his character of hard work and hard work for a living.
So Yang Ruoqing stopped paying attention to her, and the overwhelming feeling of disgust faded a little, but it was absolutely impossible to have a good impression of her.
"Master, He'er wants to marry Li Laoer, but he doesn't want to marry me. Don't tell me about this. When the time comes, say hello to the wedding banquet and I'll pay a share."
This playful reply made Old Yangtou's calm expression darken again.
"Qing'er, please speak up, your father is discussing business with you." Old Sun Tou quietly glared at Yang Ruoqing, but his tone was doting.
Yang Ruoqing raised her eyebrows, put down her chopsticks, wiped the corners of her mouth, and looked at Old Yang's head seriously.
"Master, let me tell you this. No matter who it is about He'er, don't talk to me about it. I can just enjoy the fun, but don't bother with discussions and making decisions. Me, I don’t mind my own business!”
"When you come to my house to eat dumplings, I welcome you with both hands."
"But if anyone comes to my house to talk to me about He'er in any other way, then please go back and don't make everyone unhappy!"
After saying these words, Yang Ruoqing stood up, packed away the empty bowls, chopsticks and plates that she had finished eating on the table, turned around and entered the kitchen without looking back.
When I was cleaning the pots and dishes, the noise was a little louder than usual.
The three people sitting in the dining hall looked at each other in confusion. Everyone was not stupid and they all knew that Qing'er was really angry.
And this attitude is also very obvious, making it clear that he doesn't want to ask about the troublesome things happening in the old Yang family.
"Hey, that's all, it's my fault. You insist on coming here with this old face. It embarrasses Girl Qing and embarrasses myself."
Old Yangtou shook his head, stood up, and said to Old Suntou and Blacksmith Luo, "I'm going back first."
Old Suntou also stood up and said to Old Yangtou: "Brother, let me tell you something, you should just leave the fourth room alone."
"Children and grandchildren will have their own blessings. Let the fourth child and the others worry about it. Blacksmith, do you think this is the right thing to do?"
Blacksmith Luo also quickly nodded in agreement: "That's right, Old Uncle Yang, the most important thing is that you take good care of your body. Don't be too anxious about other things. There will be a road for the car to reach the mountain and the bridge for the boat. Naturally straight.”
Old Yangtou smiled sadly, and finally left the Luo family and returned to his old house with the chicken soup for the soul given by the two of them.
