Chapter 1108: Treating the Little Autumn Breeze (1st update)
Sun raised her head and looked at Yang Ruoqing: "What do you say?"
Yang Ruoqing said: "Those who are celebrating the festival should not stay at home. Run back to Uncle Luo. "
"It's obvious that he saw Uncle Luo being lonely, so he came here deliberately to bring warmth."
"You know, there is a guy in Ma Dafu's family who only knows how to eat and drink. The silly woman needs someone to take care of her!" she said.
When Sun heard this, Lian Shan also showed a hint of doubt.
Yang Ruoqing continued: "Every festive season, I miss my family more and more. These brothers and sisters are very cunning. I am afraid they have figured out Uncle Luo's thoughts."
"Come prepared and give him a gift. Warmth, let Uncle Luo Grateful and touched."
Sun asked: "Qing'er, if they really have a purpose, then what are they trying to do?"
Yang Ruoqing pinched her chin. Think about it.
"The color of the picture?"
"That's impossible. Uncle Luo is already forty. His appearance is decent at best, and he still carries a little weight on his back. He is not the handsome young man."
"The only possibility is money!" she said.
Hearing this analysis, Sun was even more surprised.
“No way?”
"Why not?"
"When I met him in the county town, Ma Dafu helped your Uncle Luo stop the thief and snatch the money bag back."
"Besides, The last time these brothers and sisters came over, they refused to give up the food and wheat flour given by Uncle Luo before leaving..."
"I have a biological mother..." Yang Ruoqing smiled.
“Have you ever heard of the saying “Play the long game to catch the big fish?”
"If they want the grain and wheat flour, they can just pay it back. At most, they can just take some small autumn breeze."
"I'm really worried that they are thinking about bigger things now!" Yang Ruoqing said.
Although Blacksmith Luo still lives in an ordinary farmhouse.
However, Blacksmith Luo’s net worth is not what it used to be.
Last year, he contracted a fish pond, which made his wallet bulging.
After making money, he saved half of it for Tang Yazi to get married, and the other half was used to buy land some time ago.
Today, the Luo family has nearly twenty acres of farmland under their name, all of which are rented out to tenant farmers from nearby villages for farming, and they have become a rent collector.
This year, Blacksmith Luo is not only taking care of the pond behind the village, he has also contracted a pond in Yujia Village behind to raise fish.
Blacksmith Luo, this is a money tree.
Hold it and shake it, and you will lose all your money.
Do you think a fool would want that half bag of rice and wheat flour?
Sun people are honest and honest, but they are not stupid.
After hearing Yang Ruoqing analyze so much, she also felt that it made sense.
“Hey, if that’s true, then the Ma family siblings’ scheming is really terrifying.”
“I’ll have to warn you, Uncle Luo, later!” she said.
Yang Ruoqing nodded: "Well, wait until dad comes back home. Mom, go and talk to dad."
"Let dad remind me at the right time to prevent Uncle Luo from being confused by Ma's family and not being able to distinguish right from wrong." ."
Sun's face was solemn, "Okay."
......
After lunch, Yang Huazhong's family came.
A hint of wine-colored flush appeared on the man's face. He entered the courtyard humming a tune and seemed to be in a good mood.
"Hey, are you already humming a tune? Looks like this meal was not bad!"
Ms. Sun joked while sitting in the main room doing needlework.
Yang Ruoqing sat aside and helped Sun arrange her embroidery.
Hearing this, he also looked towards Yang Huazhong.
Dad is really in a good mood!
Seeing the mother and daughter looking at him, Yang Huazhong smiled and pulled a stool next to him and sat down.
The man said with emotion: "The Ma family is really good at cooking. Every dish is very authentic. The three of us drank a lot of wine!"
Sun Shi heard this The smile on his face was obviously a bit insincere.
“Well, then it’s good to be in love...”
Yang Huazhong didn't react so quickly. He was still talking about what dishes he had eaten and how they tasted... Beside, the smile on Mrs. Sun's face was fading.
Yang Ruoqing secretly winked at Yang Huazhong.
The man was dull, but he finally realized it belatedly.
"Well, no matter how delicious Ma's cooking is, I can only eat it once in a while. The oil and water are a bit heavy."
"If we really want to talk about how to eat forever, Qing'er Niang, the food you cook is the best."
"Light, delicious, not boring, and healthy."
"Hehe... I like it the most!”
Yang Huazhong scratched his head and grinned.
Looking at Mr. Sun eagerly, with a flattering expression.
Sun's anger has long since dissipated.
"It seems that I ate honey instead of vegetables this afternoon. Look at this mouth, full of sweet words!" said Sun angrily.
Yang Huazhong chuckled.
He suddenly thought of something and frowned.
“There was a table full of good dishes, but the bowl of mung bean cake served at the end was a bit off-putting.” He said.
Mung bean cake?
Yang Ruoqing raised her eyebrows.
"What to say?" she asked.
Yang Huazhong said: "The mung bean cake looks good, and it tastes good if you eat a piece of it."
"But when Brother Luo took the bottom piece, there were a few long hairs in it. Silk, it’s disgusting!”
"The hair in the mung bean cake?" Yang Ruoqing asked.
“That mung bean cake, isn’t it the bowl that Widow Wang sent?” she asked again.
Yang Huazhong said: "It should be. I saw that the color of the bowls has not been changed. It is different from the bowls at Brother Luo's house."
Yang Ruoqing squinted her eyes.
These disturbing hairs are probably caused by Mr. Ma, right?
What a jealous and scheming woman!
It seems that her guess is correct, there is definitely something wrong with the Ma family siblings.
Yang Ruoqing glanced at Mrs. Sun, who was also puzzled about her hair.
Sun also often makes various glutinous rice cake snacks and sends a bowl to relatives and friends.
When eating at home, it may be difficult to avoid something dirty falling into the bowl.
But if you give a bowl to someone else's house, you will definitely not have it, and you will definitely be very careful.
Ms. Sun also looked at Yang Ruoqing. As soon as the eyes of mother and daughter met, they both understood immediately.
The hair strands were probably put in by Ma.
The purpose is to sow Widow Wang's image and make Blacksmith Luo tired.
"Mom, I'm going to do my thing in the backyard first. You and dad can have a good chat."
Yang Ruoqing said and stood up.
Ms. Sun smiled knowingly, "Well, you go and have a rest. I happen to have something to talk to your father about."
......
Old Luo family.
Ma Dafu had a long lunch and lay on the table unable to get up.
Blacksmith Luo saw that Ma Dafu was drunk, so he helped him to his bed in the east room to lie down and sleep for a while.
Then he came to the kitchen.
Ma is washing pots and dishes there.
The woman wore a scarf around her head, and the sleeves in her hands were rolled up to the crooks of her arms, revealing two white and tender arms.
Wash the pots and dishes carefully.
Blacksmith Luo watched the woman do these things and felt very clean and comfortable.
Especially from the side, this beautiful face and enchanting figure made the dark kitchen instantly brighter.
(End of this chapter)