Chapter 185: What a fart (Fourth update)
Yang Ruoqing strongly suspects that this guy is using a 'beautiful man trick' on her!
But she still fell into the trap with her eyes open.
"How can a boy be so gossipy about these things? Be careful of becoming a sissy and you will not be able to marry a wife in the future!"
Yang Ruoqing agreed to let him follow, but it was still inevitable. Say a few words to him.
Hearing that his sister actually agreed, Daan was so happy that he almost laughed out loud.
He just gave it a try, hehe!
It’s great to finally go to town with my sister.
"Sister, what is a sissy?"
Over there, Xiao An, who was sitting on a small stool washing her feet, tilted her head and asked curiously.
Before Yang Ruoqing could open her mouth, Daan on the side smiled and said to Xiaoan: "Children can't talk when washing their feet. Rats will eat your toes at night."
"Oh, I won't ask..."
Xiao An was so frightened that he quickly covered his mouth with his little hands. His eyes were still rolling around, looking to see if there were any mice in the corner of the room.
Seeing this, Sun and Yang Huazhong couldn't help laughing.
Yang Ruoqing gave Da'an an angry look: "Is there any brother like you? If you scare Xiaoan again, I will regret not taking you to the town!"
"Sister, I was wrong. I won't dare to do this again next time..." Daan apologized hurriedly, smiling with a flattering look on his face.
Yang Ruoqing snorted before giving up.
Over there, Ms. Sun watched her children talking and laughing. The woman’s eyes were full of doting, and her face was full of smiles.
"Qing'er, what you said is wrong." Sun corrected her with a smile.
“With Daan’s appearance, I really don’t worry about his future wife!”
Mrs. Sun looked at Da'an's face and said proudly.
Yang Ruoqing also set her sights on Daan.
This boy combines all the advantages of Yang Huazhong and Sun. On this basis, his temperament has been sublimated.
He is only eight years old, but his figure is like a compressed version of a standard ancient handsome man.
They were all patched coarse cloth, and if they were worn on Chen Goudan and the others, they would look like dirt.
But when it's worn on Daan's body, it's a different story.
A clean, tidy, and beautiful young man, no matter when you see him, he always gives you a pleasing feeling.
Even a mean and partial old lady like Mrs. Tan counts the owners of the pieces of meat in the pot.
In the past, at the dinner table at Lao Yang’s house, Daan would be given a few pieces of eggs and two extra slices of meat from time to time...
Thinking of this, Yang Ruoqing couldn’t help but pinch Daan’s cheeks. .
She couldn't help but sigh, and said with some regret: "Why are you a boss? With such a face, if you were a girl, I would dress you up every day, put your hair in braids, and cuddle you when you sleep. Looking at you..."
Daan's face turned red instantly.
He stood there, dumbfounded, "Sister, what you said... I'm afraid of you, go take a bath and go to bed!"
Da'an fled in embarrassment and went to the kitchen to scoop water. .
In this room, the family is laughing together.
…
Have a good night’s sleep.
Early in the morning, Mrs. Sun was making cornmeal pancakes in the kitchen, while Yang Ruoqing and Daan were washing themselves by the well in the yard.
Yang Huazhou came over from the front yard in a hurry and greeted their siblings with a smile: "Qing'er, Da'an, you guys should be smarter. The ox cart is harnessed and parked at the front gate."
Yang Ruoqing smiled and nodded: "We'll go there when we're done."
"Where's the tofu? I'll carry it over and load it into the car first." Yang Huazhou said again.
“It’s in the kitchen!”
Yang Ruoqing said.
I happened to have an ox cart today, which was a great convenience. Yang Ruoqing still remembered that the last time she delivered tofu, Tang Yazi pushed it in a wheelbarrow. She was careful and laborious on the way.
Over there, Yang Huazhou immediately entered the kitchen. In the kitchen, Mrs. Sun stuffed Yang Huazhou with two hot tortillas that had just come out of the pot.
"Don't worry, it won't be too late to eat these two pancakes before moving the bucket!" said Sun.
“Okay!”
Yang Huazhou took the corn cake, stood at the door of the kitchen and wolfed it down.
Here, Yang Ruoqing was washing her face while looking at Yang Huazhou's outfit, and the corners of her mouth couldn't help but curl up.
This was the first time he saw Uncle Wu wearing unpatched clothes!
60% new, with a blue jacket on top and black coarse cloth trousers on the bottom.
The toes of the shoes under my feet were somewhat worn away, but fortunately the toes were not exposed.
I have also washed my hair and shaved my beard. I look much more energetic than usual!
While Yang Huazhou went to Yang Huazhong's room next door, Yang Ruoqing said to Da'an in a low voice: "Our fifth uncle is really handsome. If the girl from the Bao family is not blind, she will definitely catch him."
Daan smiled and nodded.
Yang Ruoqing still wanted to mutter something, but Yang Huazhou came out after eating the tortillas.
"Sister-in-law, let me carry the buckets to the oxcart outside."
"Okay, there are four buckets. I will carry them over with you!"
Sun and Yang Huazhou sent the tofu buckets to the front for loading. Here, Yang Ruoqing and Daan also entered the kitchen neatly.
"Take the tortillas with you and eat them while walking on the road."
Yang Ruoqing suggested.
The tofu has to be delivered to Juweixuan as soon as possible, and Chef Zhou has to deliver the tofu to the restaurant in the county!
Of course, the sooner the better.
Daan had no objection. The two siblings took corn tortillas and ate them, then left the house and went to the front to look for them.
They had just walked into the alley, and before they even got out of the alley, they heard the sound of quarreling coming from the road ahead.
"The old cow was not fed last night and has an empty stomach. This sixty-mile round trip is impossible!"
In the alley, Daan paused.
"Sister, it seems like my grandma is talking."
Yang Ruoqing frowned, "Let's go over and have a look!"
When Yang Ruoqing ran over with Da'an, there was an ox cart parked on the bluestone road in front of the old Yang's house.
Yang Huazhou was holding on to the handle of the car and was arguing with Mr. Tan.
"Mom, why are you like this? Last night you promised me to drive the ox cart to the town, but why did you regret it?"
"I asked you to drive the ox cart. The cart is here to show your face, not to serve as a helper for them!"
Tan came over and grabbed Yang Huazhou's hand, trying to push the wooden cart back.
In her other hand, she was holding a rein, and the other end of the rope was tied to the old cow's nose.
As she pulled and pulled, the rope tightened and relaxed.
The old cow stared, shook his head in confusion, and shouted "Moo...".
"Mom, why are you working as a helper? I'm going to town, and Qing'er happens to be selling tofu, so let's go together. There is a bucket on the oxcart, so you don't have to carry it yourself. This is not natural. Well?" Yang Huazhou said.
"It's only natural!" Tan spat on the ground with thick phlegm.
Glancing at Mrs. Sun, whose face turned pale, and the four buckets of tofu next to Mrs. Sun, Mrs. Tan sneered with a corner of her mouth.
“They make tofu and make a fortune in silence. They don’t give us a penny, and they don’t give us a piece of tofu! Why should we let our ox cart deliver it for them?”
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