Chapter 98 Qing'er's words work (1st update)
When Yang Huaming brought the meat and vegetables he stole from the big pot in the kitchen back to his room and was enjoying it with relish, the third room in the backyard Dinner has also come to an end.
We had enough food and wine, and everyone had a satisfied smile on their face.
Chang Geng and Daniu both stayed behind to chat with Lao Suntou and go about their daily routine. Luo Fengtang was thinking about his uncle at home, so he stood up and said goodbye to everyone.
When he passed the kitchen door, he was called in by Mrs. Sun.
"Third Aunt, what's wrong?" Luo Fengtang asked, catching a glimpse of Yang Ruoqing who was standing behind the stove washing dishes.
Under the light, the female doll's sleeves were rolled up to the crook of her arms, revealing a small section of her white arms.
See no evil, he looked away, his cheeks not getting cold all night.
Sun took out a bowl from the cupboard and uncovered the upside-down bowl, revealing a bowl of chicken soup and chicken inside.
"Tangyazi, take this bowl of pheasant soup home and give it to your uncle!" said Sun.
Luo Fengtang shook his head hurriedly: "Third aunt, how can I eat and take things at the same time if I can't do it?"
Sun said: "Auntie said you can do it, you can do it! Don't say you are silent in the afternoon. If you don't help our family plow a whole field, we'll plow it along the river bank where Qing'er's father used to be. Car, what does this bowl of soup count for your uncle’s kindness in repairing the wheel for us?”
“Third Aunt, you’re welcome, it doesn’t take much effort for me to plow the fields...”
No matter what Sun said, Luo Fengtang refused to accept the bowl of chicken soup.
Out of the corner of his eye, the boy occasionally glanced at Yang Ruoqing, who was washing dishes on the stove.
Mrs. Sun had no choice but to turn to Yang Ruoqing and said: "Qing'er, don't just wash the dishes, come here to help mother persuade Tang Yazi!"
Yang Ruoqing raised her head and glanced at Luo Fengtang, He smiled a few times with his lips curled up.
While washing the dishes, he said: "Tangyazi, it's just a bowl of chicken soup, what's the big deal? Look at you grinding and chattering, just like a girl."
As soon as Yang Ruoqing said these words, Luo Fengtang immediately blushed.
When Mrs. Sun saw it, she glared at Yang Ruoqing angrily: "You girl, I asked you to help me persuade you, how come you are hurting others by opening your mouth?"
Mrs. Sun turned around and said to Luo Fengtang: "Tangyazi, don't take it personally. My Qing'er has such a temperament. She is sharp-tongued and has a bad heart. She is more enthusiastic than anyone else. You will know after you have been doing this for a long time. ..."
Luo Fengtang opened his eyes in surprise.
Are you drunk? Did you hear wrong? Or did I understand it wrong?
Why do you feel that you don’t quite understand what the third aunt said?
Here, Yang Ruoqing also frowned.
Why are you talking so much? It's like a matchmaker pulling a red string!
Yang Ruoqing interrupted Sun's words and gave instructions to Luo Fengtang.
"Tangyaozi, if you are a man, just do it, take it, take it, and go home quickly. Look at my mother's saliva, it's almost flooding the kitchen, and my ears can't hear it either." The calluses are coming. Just do it. Do me a favor and accept the chicken soup to fulfill her wish!"
"Well, let me thank you third aunt on behalf of my uncle!"
"You kid, you are so polite to your aunt! What! ”
Seeing that Luo Fengtang was finally willing to accept the bowl, Mrs. Sun immediately beamed and glanced at Yang Ruoqing: "My Qing'er's words are more effective!"
The speaker 'maybe' did not mean it, but the listener definitely meant it.
Luo Fengtang's face turned as red as a monkey's butt.
"Let's go, Auntie will take you out."
Luo Fengtang was pushed out of the kitchen door by Mrs. Sun. Before leaving, he originally wanted to look back at the pot table, but unexpectedly Mrs. Sun closed the kitchen door with her backhand.
Looking at nothing, the boy felt an inexplicable loss in his heart.
Sun sent Tangyazi to the side door and stopped.
"Tangyazi, is my aunt's food delicious? Is it to your liking?" she asked.
Luo Fengtang thought for a while and replied honestly: "Well, it's delicious and spicy. This is the first time I've eaten such delicious food in my life."
Mrs. Sun was so happy that she nodded Head: "Those are all cooked by my Qing'er, Tangyazi, if you like my food, you will often come to my house to play in the future. Don't show up to outsiders. Your third uncle often praises you like this to your aunt!" ”
"Hehe." Luo Fengtang grinned a little sheepishly, lowering his head and not knowing how to answer the question.
"Sure, then go home quickly and be careful on the road!" "Well, aunt, let's go back too!"
Looking at Luo Fengtang's walking back, The corners of Sun's eyes and eyebrows were filled with joy.
The mother-in-law looked at her son-in-law, and the more she looked at him, the more she liked him. Mrs. Sun now fully understood the meaning of these words.
Back in the kitchen, the pots, bowls and chopsticks have been washed cleanly, and the stove has been neatly tidied up.
Yang Ruoqing was scooping a ladle of water by the water tank and washing her hands.
Hearing the sound of the door opening, she raised her eyelids and glanced this way, and joked: "Mom, I even doubt whether Tang Yazi is the biological son you and your father left behind. Take a look. Tonight, you came from Tangyazi. How much you and my father miss him. He is both serving food and drinking. My daughter is even jealous!"
Ms. Sun was stunned for a moment, and then smiled! .
Picked up a clean cloth and handed it to Yang Ruoqing to wipe her hands, while saying: "Qing'er, what do you think of this kid Tang Yazi?"
"What's going on?" Yang Ruoqing was confused.
"Character, appearance, conduct, these and other things!" said Sun.
Yang Ruoqing thought about it seriously, shook her head and said: "Judging from the current appearance, it's pretty good. There's nothing wrong with my appearance and body. It's just..."
"What is it?" "Ms. Sun lowered her head and looked at Yang Ruoqing and asked.
“I just don’t care much about personal hygiene. Mom, you have never been to his kitchen. Oh, if I go, I won’t even be able to do it!”
Also, the last time I went to deliver dumplings, a fat mouse jumped out of the wooden barrel of rice.
As a result, she felt a shadow in her heart when she went to fetch rice and put it into the pot these days.
Thinking of this, Yang Ruoqing frowned and shook her head.
"And I went to measure his feet at night. The smell of his shoes was too strong, I couldn't stand it..." She pinched her nose and tutted.
“Pfft!”
Mrs. Sun couldn't help laughing, and lightly poked Yang Ruoqing's forehead with her finger.
"You girl, look at you, what shortcomings are you picking on?"
Sun continued: "Two big men are living their lives, and there is no woman in charge of the family. , isn’t that all? Besides, boys spend their days crawling and wallowing in mountains, underground, and rivers. Yes, it’s not uncommon for feet to smell heavy. The smell of sweat is what a man should smell like. You little girl doesn’t understand!”
“Mom, I won’t tell you this anymore, Zaofang. After packing up, let’s go to the room next door!”
“Then what…”
Sun originally planned to ask Yang Ruoqing to find out what her daughter thought of Tang Yazi, but Yang Ruoqing had already left the house.
Ms. Sun thought about it and felt that this matter cannot be rushed. Her daughter is still young, so she may not be able to understand it, and it may even scare her.
We have to create some opportunities so that these two children can spend more time together.
As time goes by, the two of them become familiar with each other and develop feelings for each other. Doesn’t everything just fall into place?
In the next room, Chang Geng and Daniu have not dispersed yet, accompanying Lao Suntou to do their daily chores.
"Old Uncle Sun, tomorrow you can rest at home and take care of your foot injury. I will help you plow the remaining fields of the third family." Chang Geng said.
Old Sun did not gnaw his head, Yang Huazhong asked Chang Geng: "Will it delay your time?"
"It's okay, I will be free tomorrow, I will be free!" Chang Geng said.
Daniu also continued: "I can't spare any time these days. I'll wait until Chang Geng plows the fields, and I'll help you plant rapeseed and wheat!"
Old Sun The leader said: "I brought rapeseed and wheat seeds with me this time. I originally planned to finish planting and then go back to Sunjiagou. I just happened to get a prick on my foot, so I will only tire you two."
"Nothing, nothing, what kind of friendship do we have with Lao San!" Chang Geng waved his hand.
Yang Huazhong was silent. Now, he only hopes that his legs will get better soon and he can carry out all the farm work at home.
(End of this chapter)