Chapter 1728: Admiration (Third update)
Before lunch, the hot chrysanthemum cake came out of the pot.
Sun first filled two small bowls with a chrysanthemum cake.
One is placed on the innermost place of the pot table where the Kitchen God is worshipped, and the other is sending small flowers to be placed next to Baby Luo's cradle.
"Mom, why do you put it next to the cradle?" Yang Ruoqing looked confused.
Sun explained patiently: "It's a custom in our area."
"It is said that when a child is sleeping, there will be a 'Mengga Po' who will play with her in her dreams and teach her many things."
"We worship 'Mengga Po' so that she can be kind to our baby."
After hearing Sun's mythical words, Yang Ruoqing smiled.
Nothing to say, it’s custom, you should follow it.
As for gods, whether they exist or not, it doesn't matter if you believe in them.
After Mrs. Sun said this, she went to open the lid of the big pot, took out the hot chrysanthemum cake on the steamer and placed it on the pot table, and then gathered everyone together to eat. Chrysanthemum cake.
Luo Fengtang also came over with Baby Luo in his arms. Baby Luo smelled the hot aroma, and his eyes suddenly lit up.
He stretched out his little hand and pointed towards the pot, making a vague sound from his little mouth.
"Oh, oh..."
Everyone laughed when they saw her anxious look.
Yang Ruoqing broke off a small piece of chrysanthemum cake, blew it for a while, and then handed it to Luo Baobao for her to play with.
“It’s soft, glutinous, sweet, and looks so good-looking. It’s a well-deserved chrysanthemum cake.”
Over there, Tuoba Xian also took a piece and ate it gracefully. Couldn't help but admire.
Sun smiled and said: "Qing'er bought a good mold. In previous years, I made it myself, but I couldn't make it so good."
The women all laughed and encouraged each other to eat more pieces.
Ms. Sun brought several more big bowls and put some into each bowl, "Qing'er, over there at the old house, you go over there. Your grandma and Aunt Guihua are there. I'll take it to you."
Sun ordered.
Yang Ruoqing nodded happily, stuffed the last piece of chrysanthemum cake into her mouth, then took the bamboo basket and put the bowls filled with chrysanthemum cake one by one.
"Mom, Tang Yazi, let me go to the old house first." She greeted Sun and the others.
Sun said: "Okay, don't delay any longer. I'll be back for lunch soon."
"Yes, okay." Yang Ruoqing nodded.
Luo Fengtang followed with Baby Luo in his arms: "Shall I go with you?"
Yang Ruoqing smiled and shook her head: "I'll go and come back quickly, and you can just take care of the baby."
Then, she waved her hand towards Baby Luo. Baby Luo's attention was all on the small piece of chrysanthemum cake in his hand, and he didn't care about Yang Ruoqing at all.
Yang Ruoqing was 'injured' and left.
As soon as I walked to the gate of the courtyard, I met Bao Suyun who was bringing chrysanthemum cakes.
"What a coincidence, I am also sending you chrysanthemum cakes." Bao Suyun said with a smile.
Yang Ruoqing said: "My mother and the others are all in the kitchen. Fifth aunt, go quickly."
Bao Suyun said: "The eighth sister is back too."
Yang Ruoqing said: "Okay, I just happened to go over and see her."
In the old house, Yang Ruoqing entered through the front door of Lao Yang's house. When she passed the door of the second room, she looked at Yang Ruolan's door. Take a look.
The door was locked, and she remembered what Yang Ruolan said before.
Little old Yangtou has not been feeling well these days. Yang Ruolan has stayed at the south end of the village to take care of little old Yangtou. She should be there for the festival today.
Yang Ruoqing went straight to the backyard with the basket in hand.
Lao Yangtou and Mr. Tan followed the main house this month. When they came from the front just now, there was no one in the rooms of the main house.
It’s this time again, they must all be in the dining hall in the backyard.
So, Yang Ruoqing went straight to the dining hall.
In the dining hall, Lao Yangtou and Mr. Tan were indeed there. Lao Yangtou was holding Hong'er, the son of his third cousin Yang Yongzhi, in his arms, teasing him there.
Mr. Tan sat aside, with a smile on his face, and touched Old Yang's head with his arm, "Old man, don't look at me alone, tell me what our Hong'er's features look like!"
Old Yangtou then smiled and described Hong'er's appearance to Mrs. Tan...
Old Yangtou was beaming as he spoke, and Mrs. Tan was also fascinated by it, thinking about it in his head.
Besides, Yang Yongxian, Yang Yongjin, Yang Yongzhi and Yang Yongqing were all sitting aside drinking tea, smiling and listening to the conversation between Old Yangtou and Tan.
The atmosphere in the dining hall is very lively.
Yang Ruoqing came in in such a lively atmosphere.
"Master, grandma, brother, my mother sent me to deliver chrysanthemum cakes to your door!"
Her voice interrupted Lao Yangtou's conversation, and Lao Yangtou raised his head and looked towards She smiled and nodded, "Qing'er is here? Your mother is interested."
Yang Ruoqing shook her head with a smile and wanted to say a polite word. Old Yangtou had already withdrew his gaze and continued to talk to Tan His cuteness and cleverness in describing Hong'er are gone.
Yang Ruoqing was stunned for a moment. At this time, Yang Yongjin and Yang Yongzhi both stood up.
"Qing'er, sit down, I'll call them over." Yang Yongjin greeted and hurried out of the canteen.
Here, Yang Yongzhi also hurriedly poured tea for Yang Ruoqing.
"Qing'er drinks tea." Yang Yongzhi said.
Yang Ruoqing smiled and thanked: "Thank you, third brother."
Soon, Yang Yongjin came back, followed by Cao Bamei and Chen Jinhong.
"Qing'er, are you here? Oh my, third aunt is so nimble. The chrysanthemum cake is out of the pot so quickly?"
Cao Bamei said happily when she saw the bamboo-killing basket in Yang Ruoqing's arms.
Yang Ruoqing quickly put the basket on the table and took out the bowl inside.
"It's still hot. Where are Xiuxiu and Fu'er? Give them two to eat first." Yang Ruoqing said.
Cao Bamei said: "They are all playing in the kitchen. I will call them over."
Cao Bamei returned to the kitchen in a hurry.
Here, Chen Jinhong also came over with a smile on his face.
“Third aunt’s craftsmanship is so good. This chrysanthemum cake is so beautiful!” Chen Jinhong praised.
Yang Ruoqing smiled.
Chen Jinhong then stretched out her hand and took two chrysanthemum cakes from the bowl.
"Oh, it's really hot. When you smell it, it tastes good!" Chen Jinhong said excitedly.
Yang Ruoqing smiled again.
Chen Jinhong came to Lao Yangtou and Tan with two chrysanthemum cakes.
"Master, Nai, you haven't eaten yet this whole day. Are you hungry? Come and eat a piece of chrysanthemum cake to satisfy your hunger." Chen Jinhong said.
Both Lao Yangtou and Mr. Tan took the chrysanthemum cake handed over by Chen Jinhong and started eating.
Chen Jinhong hugged Hong'er and stood aside.
"Qing'er, drink tea!" She greeted Yang Ruoqing again.
Yang Ruoqing came back to her senses and nodded.
Picked up the tea bowl in front of him and took a sip. The fifth aunt and mother were right. This third sister-in-law is indeed quite flexible.
"Master, how does the milk taste?" Yang Ruoqing asked with a smile.
Old Yang nodded repeatedly: "Well, not bad, your mother's skill in making chrysanthemum cakes is getting better and better every year. Old lady, do you think so?"
Tan is also talking nonsense. He twitched the corners of his mouth and showed a barely smiling smile.
"Jinhong and the others are also making chrysanthemum cakes. We will bring some back later for Daan and Xiaoan to try." Mrs. Tan ordered.
(End of this chapter)