Chapter 1082 Can’t help laughing (second update)
The news that Yang Ruoqing and Luo Fengtang returned to the village is more joyful than the New Year for the Yang Huazhong family.
"Qing'er, is it cold in the north? Is it too cold? What have you been eating? Your face has lost weight..."
From the time you walked in to the moment you arrived Sitting down in the main room, Mrs. Sun took Yang Ruoqing's hand and kept asking these questions.
“Mom, I have many clothes on and I’m not cold.”
"The food there is similar to what we eat here. If you have money, you can buy everything to eat..."
Yang Ruoqing patiently answered Sun's questions one by one.
Over there, Luo Fengtang was also talking to Yang Huazhong.
Lao Suntou, Mrs. Sun, aunt and uncle, Blacksmith Luo, and Xiao An Xiaojie all came over.
The main hall was very lively.
"Mom, where are Da'an and Dajie?" Yang Ruoqing asked again.
Sun said: "School starts on the sixteenth day of the first lunar month. They had a day off for Qingming Festival a few days ago. No, it's time to go to school again."
Yang Ruoqing Suddenly, after I left for two months, my family had already come out of the New Year atmosphere.
After the Qingming Festival, spring returns to the earth, and crops and farming are getting busy.
"Qing'er, you are tired from the journey. Go back to the house to wash your face and change into clothes."
"Mom, go to the kitchen to cook the dishes you and Tang Yazi like to eat!" Mrs. Sun said.
Yang Ruoqing nodded.
Sun said to Yang Huazhong again: "Don't pester Tang Yazi with too many questions. Let him have some tea and rest."
"What about you, go to the old house? , say hello to Mr. Qing’er and the others, come over and have a reunion dinner with us tonight.”
“Okay, I’ll go right away”
Everyone acted separately.
Luo Fengtang also went to Blacksmith Luo's house to wash things up and talk privately.
Here, Yang Ruoqing changed out of her bulky cotton clothes and washed away the dust from her body.
I climbed into bed again and had a good sleep.
After getting up, I feel full of energy and put on my spring clothes.
Seeing the sun setting outside the window, she heard her aunt's laughter coming from the kitchen, so she quickly got out of bed.
In the kitchen.
Da Sun was kneading dough in a large basin, where Mrs. Sun was picking up a lot of wild vegetables.
"Mom, what are you making delicious food?"
Yang Ruoqing entered the kitchen with a smile and asked.
Da Sun said: "Your mother said that you like to eat wormwood cake. No, you make wormwood cake to eat at night."
Artemisia cake?
Yang Ruoqing's eyes lit up and she quickly came to Sun's side.
Ms. Sun was squatting on the ground picking up wild vegetables, removing the weeds inside and washing the remaining leaves in clean water.
Then he rubbed the washed vegetable leaves on a stone nearby.
Rub the sour water inside...
"Qing'er, why don't you sleep a little longer?" Sun asked while rubbing it.
Yang Ruoqing watched with gusto and said: "I slept all the way in the carriage, and I will sleep again later at night."
Sun nodded, "That's fine."
Yang Ruoqing saw some wild wormwood that had not been cleaned up, so she picked it up and helped Sun clean it up.
"Mom, this mugwort is so fresh. When were you pinched?" she asked.
Before Mrs. Sun agreed, Mrs. Sun rushed over and said, "When you were sleeping, your mother went outside to pinch it in the fields."
"She said you like to eat mugwort cakes. , It’s always troublesome to pinch the tenderest one at the top.”
Hearing this, Yang Ruoqing looked at Sun.
Sun shook her head hurriedly and smiled lovingly at Yang Ruoqing: "Don't listen to your aunt, it doesn't take any effort at all, mother is not tired."
Yang Ruoqing looked at Sun.
Sun had a smile on her face.
But the shoes under her feet were covered with mud.
Obviously, in order to pinch these tender wormwood seeds, she ran a long way and visited many fields and ridges.
"Mom, you go and rest for a while, and I'll rub it." Yang Ruoqing said, rolling up her sleeves.
But Mr. Sun stopped him, "You don't know how to knead it. If you can't knead it properly, the resulting mugwort cake will not only not be fragrant, but also bitter. Come on, mother!"
"Mother, I can’t stay idle, please assign me some work!”
Yang Ruoqing acted coquettishly.
Sun smiled and said, "What's your fate, kid?"
Mrs. Sun also laughed: "Qing'er, if you really want to help, just chop up some bacon and fry it with wild wormwood later to make cake cores."
"Okay!"
Yang Ruoqing took action happily.
She picked up the knife and went to the warehouse where the grain was stored.
Pull open the dry rice, pull out a knife of dried bacon, and return to the kitchen.
I washed it for the first time with the rice water left at noon, and then rinsed it with clean water.
Then cut off a small piece of pork belly, cut it into slices on the chopping board, and then chop it into minced meat.
It's chopped here, and the wild wormwood in Sun's hand is almost kneaded.
"Qing'er, are your hands sore? Come here and rest, your aunt and I will do the rest of the work!"
Sun dragged Yang Ruoqing aside.
Yang Ruoqing had no choice but to stand on the sidelines and watch and talk to the two of them.
Mr. Sun is not a talkative person, but Mrs. Sun is a magpie.
Chittering non-stop.
From the beginning of the village to the end of the village.
In the year since she moved from Sunjiagou to Changping Village, she has become familiar with the people in the village.
There are a lot of gossips and gossips that the Sun family doesn't know about, but the eldest Sun family knows them.
There is no need for Yang Ruoqing to ask, the eldest Sun family has explained to her all the big and small things that have happened in the village in the past two months.
Finally, the topic turned to Ms. Liu.
Yang Ruoqing couldn't help but ask: "Counting the days, is it time for my fourth aunt to give birth?"
Ms. Liu found out she was pregnant in June last year.
By early March of the following year, it would have been nine months, almost there.
Da Sun said: "There hasn't been any movement yet. That belly is really big. Everyone said there are two pregnant women inside."
"Huh?"
Yang Ruoqing was surprised.
When she left, she saw that she was sixty or seven months pregnant, and her belly was not too big.
If they are really twins, you can tell from the age of three or four months.
Over there, Mrs. Sun, who had been busy making cakes, also joined in the conversation.
"They shouldn't be twins. I heard Qing'er's fourth uncle say that it's probably because she will have a big appetite later on and eat everything, causing both adults and children to gain weight," she said.
Yang Ruoqing nodded: "Well, I think that's probably the case."
"By the way, mother, it will soon be our turn to support my grandparents, right?"
"Yes, in February your second uncle and second mother were the ones doing the cooking and laundry. Today, on the first and third day of the junior high school, it's our turn."
The three of them were talking and laughing, working non-stop.
A sumptuous meal is almost ready before you know it.
That day the sun completely set and Dajie Daan came home from home.
Lao Yangtou and the others also came over.
In the hall, the men sat in a circle around the Eight Immortals table, and Luo Fengtang entertained them with tobacco leaves brought back from the north.
The backyard is also more lively.
Yang Yongqing, Daan, the others, and Liu's three daughters were all playing in the backyard.
The backyard is like a children's paradise, with children of all sizes laughing and playing.
Yang Ruoqing helps prepare chopsticks and bowls in the kitchen.
From time to time I peeked out at the scene in the yard and couldn't help but smile.
This is the life you want!
(End of this chapter)