Chapter 354: Long Arms and Short Sleeves (1st update)
Yang Ruoqing returned to the room and Daan had already written it.
He was holding the papyrus in both hands and squinting at his masterpiece.
"What are you writing? Are you still admiring yourself? Let me check it for you!"
Yang Ruoqing walked over with a smile.
Da'an turned around and handed the straw paper in his hand to Yang Ruoqing.
"Look, sister!"
Yang Ruoqing took it and took a look, and was surprised.
I thought Daan was practicing writing. After doing it for a long time, he was actually painting?
By the way, this painting is really not bad.
The nose is like a nose and the eyes are like eyes.
"One, two, three, four, five..."
Yang Ruoqing counted five people from high to low.
Big hands holding small hands.
“Hey, this looks like our family?”
Yang Ruoqing asked.
Daan came over and pointed at the figures above to introduce Yang Ruoqing.
"This is dad, this is mom, and this is sister, holding my and Xiaoan's hands."
"Is this thing on top of your head a piece of cake?" she asked deliberately .
Daan shook his head, "It's the sun!"
"Oh..."
Yang Ruoqing narrowed her eyes and looked at it with relish.
My younger brother seems to be very talented in painting.
Not bad, not bad.
What people fear most is mediocrity.
No matter what era, it is always good to have specialties.
"Good boy, did you figure this out on your own? Or did someone prompt you?"
Yang Ruoqing then asked again.
Da'an said: "I just figured it out myself."
"Good job!"
she praised.
“I’ll wait for you later, sister, I’ll be free, and I’ll show you my hand too!”
“Seriously?”
Da’an’s eyes lit up.
"Sister, I draw but don't write. Don't you blame me for wasting the straw paper?" he asked.
Yang Ruoqing snorted.
"Three hundred and sixty, and you will be the number one scholar. Don't worry, I'm not pedantic, sister!"
Da'an's eyes suddenly lit up: "Sister is so kind!"< br>
……
While having lunch, Mrs. Sun came back with Xiao An.
Yang Ruoqing was washing rice in the kitchen to prepare for cooking.
Sun said: "I'll put that chicken in a clay pot and simmer it in soup, and it will be ready to eat at night."
Yang Ruoqing nodded: "Dad is at Tangyaozi at noon. Eat at home, the simmered chicken soup is just waiting for him to come home to eat together at night."
Ms. Sun said hello and tied an apron around her waist.
“Mom, when you first came here, was Aunt Tangya still there?”
Yang Ruoqing asked.
Sun shook her head: "I'm leaving. I said I wanted to go back for lunch. I'm a family of craftsmen."
Yang Ruoqing nodded and just went back.
The mother and daughter cooked the rice, fried some cabbage, and stewed a bowl of egg custard.
I made another bowl of spicy stir-fried dried tofu.
The four mothers had a full lunch.
In the afternoon, the Bao family left in an ox cart.
Lao Yangtou sent Yang Yongqing over to call Sun and Yang Ruoqing to talk.
"Huh? What's wrong with your grandma?"
Sun, who was about to feed the pigs, was surprised.
Yang Ruoqing smiled and said nothing.
A person's prestige and sense of existence are actually accumulated from one thing after another.
You can do what others can’t do.
Turn the tide, again and again.
Over time, your sense of existence will become stronger.
I will ask for your opinion on many things.
"Mom, please go over first. I will go find you after I finish feeding the pigs!"
......
When Yang Ruoqing finished feeding the three little pigs. Old Yangtou sent a second group of people to urge her.
Yang Ruoqing didn't know whether to laugh or cry. Isn't Old Yang too flattering himself?
After washing her hands, she went straight to the front yard.
Old Yangtou and the others 'moved' to Yang Huazhou's house.
Lao Yangtou, Yang Huaan, Tan, Jin, Sun, Yang Yongjin.
Everyone was standing or sitting, and all of them looked unhappy.
The atmosphere in the room was also a bit depressing.
Yang Ruoqing opened the door and came in, breaking the depressing atmosphere.
"I just finished feeding the pigs, and I am urging you so urgently. What happened?"
She asked as soon as she entered the door.
Seeing her come in, Old Yangtou pulled out the tobacco stick from his mouth.
"Girl Qing, you came just in time. Something happened. I want to hear your opinion!"
"What is it?" Yang Ruoqing asked.
He came to Sun's side and sat down on the stool next to Sun.
Old Yangtou said to Mr. Tan: "Qing'er is here, everyone is here, tell me what's going on!"
Mr. Tan frowned and glanced at the person sitting there Yang Huazhou on the bed.
"I thought the Bao family was so kind and came to visit!"
"The co-author is a weasel paying New Year greetings to a chicken. It's not so kind!" said Tan.
“Don’t talk about anything else, just focus on the important things!” Old Yang said.
Tan continued: "Sister-in-law Bao Suyun, you are testing me!"
"Listen to that, the bride price and the three festival gifts are combined into one, and our family must not be less than four taels of silver. ! ”
"What will happen if we have less than four taels of silver?"
Yang Yongjin asked, having a short temper.
"Humph, what else can we do? Regret the marriage!" Ms. Tan said angrily.
“How can this be done?” Yang Yongjin was anxious.
“We’ve already passed the wedding, and we’re going to get married in half a month!” he said.
Tan groaned, looking unhappy.
Yang Ruoqing listened silently.
Because I overheard the conversation between Bao Suyun and Fifth Uncle before.
She was not too surprised by the low price of the Bao family's betrothal gift.
Just thinking, Lao Yang anxiously called him over.
Could it be that you want to borrow money from their third room?
Everything comes to mind.
Just when his mind turned this corner, Lao Yang, who was sitting opposite, took over the conversation.
"The third daughter-in-law, Qing'er, I came here to ask you what you think about this matter!"
Lao Yangtou said with sincerity.
These words made Sun, who lacked awareness of precautions, somewhat flattered.
She stood up from the stool hurriedly, "Dad, I am a woman and don't understand these things. You and your mother can make up your mind!"
Lao Yangtou looked straight. It fell on Yang Ruoqing next to Sun.
"Girl Qing, you and your fifth uncle have a deep relationship. What do you think about this?"
He asked.
Yang Ruoqing smiled lightly.
“I have a deep relationship with my fifth uncle, it’s true.”
“But this is an elder’s marriage. I am a junior and haven’t even had my hair yet. Isn’t it in vain that I ask these questions? !" she said.
“Girl Qing, you have always had many ideas and a good brain!”
Old Yangtou did not hesitate to praise.
"Several times when our old Yang family encountered trouble, you were the one who gave us the advice."
"This time, you can't just sit back and watch!" he said.
Yang Ruoqing shook her head, "I'm not a god. I don't want to stand by and watch, but I can't bear to have long arms and short sleeves!"
"Grandpa and grandma should worry more about this!"< br>
Hearing that Yang Ruoqing and Lao Yangtou pushed this topic back and forth like a ball.
Mrs. Tan was impatient.
"Your father and I are short of money. We can't come up with four taels of silver, so we want to borrow some from your third room."
"I didn't tell your parents, but Let’s talk to Fatty directly.”< br>
“We know that you are in charge of the third house, and all the money is in your hands.”
“Your father and I have the shame to say this to you, don’t refuse. ! ”
Tan's family was full of chirping.
When these words came out, Mrs. Sun was surprised.
Then he looked at Yang Ruoqing.
(End of this chapter)