The Luo family is also eating fish tonight, but it's not a random stew of river fish like the four rooms next door.
In order to thank the Sun family for the pair of big pig's trotters given to them a few days ago, Blacksmith Luo went to his own fish pond and caught two fat-headed fish in the afternoon.
The one weighing five kilograms was given to the Sun family, and the one weighing three kilograms was kept for the Sun family.
Yang Ruoqing's staple food at night was cornmeal steamed buns, millet porridge, and a fish head with chopped pepper.
The remaining fish meat was used to make fried fish steaks with garlic paste for the two children.
In addition, we took a salad of cucumbers and stir-fried a plate of eggplant and potato chips. The family sat around under the camphor tree in the backyard, enjoying the sumptuous dinner as the sun set.
Yang Huaming came over for a walk after dinner. Blacksmith Luo took out a wine cup and asked Yang Huaming to drink two cups.
Wang Cuilian picked up the steamed bun and greeted her.
Yang Ruoqing went directly to the kitchen and brought out a pair of dishes and chopsticks for Yang Huaming.
Yang Huaming looked at the sumptuous food on the table and was touched by the Luo family's polite hospitality. He put a smile on his face and waved his hands and said, "You guys eat what you have. I came here when I was full. I just put it down." Chopsticks, I really can’t eat.”
Yang Ruoqing had also taken the bowls and chopsticks over at this time, put them on the table, and said to Yang Huaming with a smile: "Fourth uncle, try the fish head with chopped peppers I made. If you drink two more cups, I won't treat you to the main dish. "
Blacksmith Luo smelled the smell of alcohol on Yang Huaming, "What? It looks like he drank two cups at night?"
Yang Huaming said: "Yes, my old man came over at night and drank with him for three or five rounds."
"Haha, your drinking capacity is not just three or five rounds, but at least ten rounds before you are satisfied." Blacksmith Luo picked up the jug, filled Yang Huaming with wine, and pulled him to sit down: "Come on, let's take two. "
Unable to resist the hospitality, Yang Huaming sat down, picked up the wine cup, and exchanged cups with Blacksmith Luo.
"Fourth uncle, don't just drink, eat fish and drink wine."
"Okay, this fish head with chopped pepper is cooked well and it's ready."
"Haha, then fourth uncle, please take a few more bites."
After three rounds of drinking, the children were full and went to play nearby, leaving only a few adults at the table.
From time to time, Wang Cuilian would go to the children with bowls in hand and ask them if they wanted to drink millet porridge or something.
Children are like this sometimes. If you ask him seriously if he wants to drink, he will say no.
Because when they are full after eating a few mouthfuls, they will think about playing.
But if you are drinking a bowl of millet porridge next to you at this time, then they are likely to run up to you during the play and want to take a sip of the millet porridge in your bowl.
After discovering this pattern, most of the time the adults in the family would not ask directly, but would just hold the drink and show it to them, and they would naturally be attracted to it.
At the small table, after Yang Huaming was full of wine and food again, he burped and said to Yang Ruoqing: "Earlier, your father went to my place for supper. When we were having dinner, he took out a pair of chopsticks. What do you want? It’s the past that told the story.”
Yang Ruoqing was still eating fish soup and making steamed buns. She smiled when she heard this and said, "My father also came to my house in the afternoon. After leaving my house, he went to the second room of the house, and the last one he went to was your fourth uncle's house."
Yang Huaming was stunned for a moment, "It seems that your father came here specifically to talk to us, so I guess what he said at my house may not necessarily be said to you."
Yang Ruoqing glanced at Yang Huaming: "What my father was talking about here was about the Ghost Festival. What, what other things did he talk about to your fourth uncle?"
Yang Huaming suddenly laughed, "It seems that your fourth aunt's guess is really accurate this time!"
"In that case, your father really didn't dare to mention it to you. He only dared to run to me to mention it."
"What are you asking for?" Yang Ruoqing asked with a smile, "Are you asking Fourth Uncle and you brothers to help my aunt collect the dowry?"
"Huh? Collecting dowry? No, your father didn't mention this."
Yang Huaming quickly shook his head. If the old man asked everyone to help collect the dowry at the Sifang dinner table today, Mrs. Liu would probably overturn the table at that time, right?
"Your father, please ask me to find a way to send a message to the capital, hoping that your father and the others will come back for a wedding banquet."
"Ah? My father still has such an idea?" Yang Ruoqing smiled and took a big mouthful of steamed buns, stuffing her mouth with the steamed buns to prevent herself from accidentally holding back her laughter.
No wonder I came to the Luo family specifically to visit today, and also deliberately reminded everyone about the Hungry Ghost Festival and told everyone not to forget it.
It turns out that the Ghost Festival is secondary, and the main purpose is to induce Yang Huamei to get married!
"Yes, your father said it was crowded and he wanted your father and the others to come back."
"I was asked to think of a way to send a message, but I refused. How is this possible? There are thousands of mountains and rivers from the capital to Changping Village, so what's the point of mobilizing troops and people!" Yang Huaming told Yang Ruoqing and Yang Ruoqing the situation without reservation. Luo Blacksmith and the others.
Yang Ruoqing nodded. It was not a loss at all to entertain her fourth uncle with this meal today. This was what his fourth uncle deserved, because his fourth uncle immediately blocked the old man's unreasonable request.
Next to him, Blacksmith Luo once again picked up the jug and continued to add wine to Yang Huaming. At the same time, he also sighed: "Qing'er's thoughts are understandable. After all, when you marry a girl, you always hope that there will be more people and more warmth. With a few My brother is here to support the situation, it’s human nature..."
"It's just that Lao San and the others are not in Changhuaizhou or Qing'an County, but in the capital."
"The capital is too far away. It's too difficult to come back. Come back early, otherwise it will disrupt your original plan."
"Fourth brother, thank you very much for helping us get rid of this matter."
Yang Huaming picked up the wine cup and touched it with Blacksmith Luo again, and said, "Don't mention me, even Lao Wu and Yong Jin, if they receive such an unreasonable request, they will reject it directly."
Yang Ruoqing also said: "To put it bluntly, my father wants my father to come all the way back, and having a wedding banquet to celebrate is actually secondary. The main thing is that he wants my father to take the lead, and then lead the fourth uncle, the fifth uncle, and you brothers to contribute money." My aunt collects the dowry so that she can marry in glory!"
When Yang Huaming heard this, he almost lost his grip on the wine cup in his hand.
"How could your father have such a weird idea? This doesn't exist, it's unreasonable!"
I think back when Mei'er and Cucumber got married for the first time, the dowry was arranged by her parents. Her brothers and sisters-in-law could only add to the dowry appropriately for their only sister.
Moreover, over the years, all the things that everyone has given to their elders as filial piety have been given to Meier in secret or overtly.
This time when we were discussing with Lao Wang's family, the second elder put everything he had into it.
"Qing'er, blacksmith brother, I drank a lot today. For this reason, I won't hide it anymore."
"As for the things and money that our old Yang family has paid filial piety to the two elders during these years and festivals, 80% of them have gone into Mei'er's hands."
