Chapter 1033 Too similar (fifth update)
Yang Hualin bent over, looking at the meat in front of him, and poked it with his hand from time to time.
Yang Ruolan stood aside, covering her nose with a handkerchief.
As if he couldn't stand the fishy smell of the meat, he frowned slightly.
Compared with her, Yang Ruoqing, who is wearing an apron around her waist and holding a boning knife at the butcher table, is an authentic butcher.
"Qing'er, I just like butchers, butchers are the prettiest!"
Luo Fengtang suddenly leaned close to her ear and said in a voice that only the two of them could hear.
Yang Ruoqing gave Luo Fengtang an angry look.
"Did you eat honey this morning?" she asked.
Luo Fengtang shook his head: "No."
Yang Ruoqing said: "Then how can you scrape off two taels of honey with your mouth?"
He suddenly understood.
The two looked at each other and smiled.
At this moment, Yang Hualin’s voice suddenly sounded beside him.
“Oh, Third Brother, the knife can’t be cut over there, it has to be pulled from here...”
Yang Ruoqing followed the sound and saw Yang Huazhong holding a knife in his hand, apparently intending to cut meat for Yang Hualin to weigh.
However, Yang Hualin was not satisfied.
He gestured with his hand to the meat of the pig's hind leg.
"Your second sister-in-law and Lan'er don't eat fat meat. You can pull all the meat for me." Yang Hualin said.
Yang Huazhong is in trouble.
"Second brother, there are two other families in the village who have reserved the remaining pork, but they haven't come to get it."
"I've given you all the lean meat on the hind legs. It's not good to leave it to someone else..."
"Hey, third brother, why are you so stubborn?" Yang Hualin said dissatisfied.
"We are brothers. This is so good meat. No matter what, you have to leave it to your sister-in-law and give it to your niece!"
"Second brother, this..."
Yang Ruoqing came over.
She stood in front of Yang Huazhong with a smile, and her eyes fell on Yang Hualin.
“Second uncle, may I ask how many pounds of meat you plan to weigh?” she asked.
“Twenty pounds, what’s wrong?” Yang Hualin asked.
Yang Ruoqing said: "Pork belly is fifteen cents per catty, and whole lean meat is twenty cents per catty. These are the going prices."
"You want all lean meat, okay, bring me four hundred coins first."
She stretched out her hand towards Yang Hualin.
Yang Hualin rolled his eyes and said, "Weigh the meat first and give you the money later. Your second mother is not at home now, and I don't know where she took the money."
< br>Yang Ruoqing shook her head, "My second uncle is a monkey spirit. I don't believe what the monkey spirit says."
Yang Hualin said: "Are you, this girl, speaking in human language? We are all relatives... …”
"Relatives?" Yang Ruoqing smiled.
“Relatives exchange courtesy with each other, and congratulate each other on happy events.”
“Second uncle, this is the first time you and Sister Lan’er have come to my house, right? You said we are relatives, haha , Who believes it? I don’t believe it anyway.”
After Yang Ruoqing said this, she turned around and took the knife from Yang Huazhong’s hand.
"Dad, it seems like Mother is looking for you just now. Go look for her. Maybe something will happen."
Yang Ruoqing said.
Yang Huazhong immediately understood that she was trying to save herself.
The man quickly said: "Okay, I'll go find you, mother."
Yang Huazhong turned around and left. Seeing that Yang Huazhong was leaving, Yang Hualin became anxious.
“Hey, the pork hasn’t been weighed yet. How can you leave, third brother?”
Yang Hualin wanted to stop Yang Huazhong, but Luo Fengtang grabbed him.
"Second uncle, Qing'er and I are here. What kind of meat do you want to weigh? It's the same with us..."
Yang Hualin glared at Luo Fengtang and Yang Ruoqing: "I have money. , where can’t I weigh the meat? I’m not grateful for taking care of your business, I haven’t bought it yet!”
“Lan’er, let’s go!”
Yang Hualin walked away and Yang Ruolan stared. Yang Ruoqing glanced at him and turned around to follow. Before the father and daughter had taken two steps, they happened to meet Lao Yang Toudou, who was coming over.
"Second brother, Lan Yatou, why are you here too?" Old Yangtou asked.
Yang Hualin was about to open his mouth when an old woman's exclamation came from the door of the house next to her.
Everyone followed the sound and saw Old Mrs. Sun standing at the door of the house with Lao Ga Po on her arm.
The scream just now was made by the old lady.
At this time, the old woman's eyes were staring straight at Yang Ruolan in the yard in front of her. She was so shocked that the old pine bark on her face was twitching.
"Old aunt, what's wrong with you?"
Old Yangtou asked quickly.
He didn't sleep all night last night. He came here today because he wanted to ask the old lady about the mountain temple delivery.
Lao Gapo ignored Lao Yangtou's question. She broke away from Mrs. Sun's support and staggered to Yang Ruolan on her little feet.
A pair of withered hands stretched out and grasped Yang Ruolan's arm tightly.
"Is it you? Is it you? Why don't you age?"
The old lady was surprised and happy at the same time, and her words were somewhat incoherent.
Yang Ruolan was stunned.
What on earth is this old woman talking about?
"Go away, go away, don't dirty my clothes..."
As if encountering a fierce beast, Yang Ruolan yanked her sleeves hard from the old lady's hand.
The old lady couldn't stand firm, her feet staggered, and she fell backwards.
Everyone on the side screamed in fright, but no one had time to help him.
A figure flashed across like black lightning, holding the old woman firmly.
When everyone saw it, it was Yang Ruoqing.
Yang Ruoqing supported the old lady with one hand, and her cold eyes fell on Yang Ruolan, who was still wiping her sleeves.
“You are not a wealthy person, you are still a poor man squatting in a latrine after eating, what happened to the old lady pulling down your sleeves?”
“You still push it like that, at such an advanced age as the old lady, What happened when I turned around and fell? Can you afford to pay for it?"
Faced with Yang Ruoqing's stern questioning, Yang Ruolan raised her head in shame and anger.
"I don't recognize this old woman. She's so old and can't speak well. She grabbed my clothes and started talking crazy..."
"Shut up!"
Yang Ruoqing shouted coldly, ending Yang Ruolan's words.
“Are you unable to understand human language or cannot speak human language?”
Yang Ruoqing said sternly.
"Now, right away, right away, make amends to Lao Ga Granny, otherwise, you will never get out of this courtyard!"
Following Yang Ruoqing's order, Luo Fengtang blocked the side courtyard door like a wall of flesh. .
There was a look of indifference on his face.
“What?”
Yang Ruolan looked away, stunned.
Yang Hualin was also stunned.
Just as he was about to step forward, Lao Yangtou shouted and stopped.
The old man came forward with a puzzled look on his face. He first glanced at Yang Ruolan, and then looked at the old lady who was being protected by Yang Ruoqing.
"Old aunt, this girl is my granddaughter, her name is Lan'er. Do you recognize her?" the old man asked.
The old lady has been looking at Yang Ruolan, the look on her face is full of surprises and unpredictable.
After hearing what Old Yangtou said, Old Ga Po also recovered from the shock.
"Hey, is this beautiful girl your daughter?" asked the old lady.
Old Yang nodded.
Lao Ga Po then said: "Oh my God, there are actually people who look like this in the world? Tsk tsk, they look so similar!"
"Who do they look like?" Lao Yang Head asked.
Lao Gapo said: "It's the concubine who gave birth to the baby in the mountain temple!"
Today is the Chinese Valentine's Day. Happy Chinese Valentine's Day, dear friends!
(End of this chapter)