Chapter 2572: God gives a wife as a gift? (Fourth update)
Ms. Liu rolled her eyes at Yang Yongqing and said, "Stop yelling at me like this. Your fourth uncle has run away and you will never see anyone alive or dead. I can't even eat and I can't give you money to help." "You."
"If you really want to marry Yu Jingui, you must at least prepare six taels of silver and pay back. If there is a gap of three taels of silver, you can borrow it or steal it. That is your business.” Son!”
Ms. Liu directly kicked Yang Yongqing out of the kitchen, and the previous scene of a loving mother and a filial son ended instantly.
Then Mrs. Liu came to the next door room and called Ju'er and the third girl Kang Xiaozi to come to the kitchen to start dinner.
……
In a blink of an eye, it’s the eighth day of the twelfth lunar month, the Laba Festival.
Every year during the Laba Festival, the women of the villagers would cook red beans, peanuts, and millet together to make fragrant and sweet Laba porridge, which would be used to offer sacrifices to heaven, earth, and ancestors.
Give the teething ceremony to the adults and children at home.
In the past, when the old Yang family was not divided, and life was tight, Sun and the others would cook porridge under Tan's instructions to cope with the situation.
Now that life is getting better and better, the Laba Festival is really a good time for the ingenious Sun to show off her skills.
I made an appointment with Guihua and the others to go to town together in advance, and personally bought various raw materials for cooking Laba porridge in Washina.
After coming back, you need to sift and soak. On the Laba Festival, you get up early in the morning and use the big pot in the stove to cook the fragrant and sweet Laba porridge.
Children also like this day very much. They circle around the pot and get greedy while smelling the aroma.
No, Yang Ruoqing took her two children to help make porridge at her parents' house.
Tang Yazi is not at home, and his mother-in-law, daughter-in-law, and two children eat at Sun's side most of the time.
"Qing'er, this is the Laba Festival. When the porridge is ready, I'll send you two bowls to your grandma," Mrs. Sun said to Yang Ruoqing while stirring the porridge in the pot with a spatula. This way.
Yang Ruoqing nodded readily.
Sun added: "Yesterday I told Liu Erna to stop cooking Laba porridge and take care of your grandparents and Hong'er."
"Your aunt has Fu'er with you, so she can't help you with anything. Liu'er probably won't have time to cook porridge."
"When you go to deliver it later, put in a few more bowls and give them to Liu'er, your aunt, and Qing Xiaozi will give some for the holidays!" said Sun.
Yang Ruoqing smiled and nodded again, thinking that she was really generous.
However, it is indeed not easy for the third sister-in-law Zhao Liuer.
Lao Yangtou and Tan spent the twelfth lunar month with their eldest family, and their aunt Jin was almost useless.
Amitabha is the only one who can take care of Hong'er and Fu'er while Zhao Liu'er is cooking and washing.
So, when Bamei and the others were in the county town, almost all the responsibility for supporting the big family fell on the shoulders of Zhao Liuer and Yang Yongzhi.
Fortunately, Zhao Liuer and Yang Yongzhi are honest and generous people and never bother with Bamei and Yang Yongjin.
Of course, Yang Yongjin and Cao Bamei are also sensible. They are in the county and cannot take care of their elders at home. Therefore, every time they come back, they will leave one or two taels of silver for Yang Yongzhi and Zhao Liuer.
Moreover, Cao Bamei always came back from the county town empty-handed. Every time she brought clothes and fabrics to Zhao Liuer and snacks to Honger.
In comparison, Li Xiuxin, as the sister-in-law, is really... not satisfactory.
Old house.
Zhao Liuer went to the pond to wash the clothes of the whole family.
Counting nine cold days, there were two big buckets full of clothes from Lao Yangtou Tan to Honger Fuer.
Zhao Liuer used a pole to carry her to the pond at the entrance of the village. When she left the house, because Honger was still sleeping, she did not lock the door, but just left it ajar from the outside.
Then he came to the next room and gestured to Jin, asking her to go to the next room to see Hong'er after a while. Jin nodded repeatedly.
Although the woman's mind is a little confused and mentally retarded.
However, she likes children very much, whether it is the orphan Fu'er left by Yang Hualin and Qian,
or her granddaughters and grandchildren, Jin loves them very much. Like it very much.
When she plays with the children, she doesn't look like a grandmother or an old woman in her forties, but like an old naughty child.
Playing in the mud, playing house, riding a horse, the Kim family can do it all.
No, after Jin glanced at the sleeping Hong'er from the next room, she quietly returned to her room and continued playing with Fu'er.
A man sneaked into Zhao Liuer's house after she left.
He rummaged around on Zhao Liuer’s dressing table,
I rummaged through the desk drawers,
and rummaged through the clothes cabinets...
all to no avail.
Not to mention the silver, not even half a penny was found.
Then he set his target on the bed again and quickly came over to turn over the pillows.
This time, I found a small purse under the pillow inside, close to the bed board.
The small purse was bulging. When I opened it, I saw that there were two taels of silver in it.
He was so happy that he quickly put his purse into his arms and was about to leave when he happened to meet Jin standing at the door of the house.
"Mother?" Yang Yongqing was stunned for a moment, a trace of guilt and panic flashed in his eyes.
Although Jin is not very smart, he is not so stupid that he is completely stupid.
No matter how stupid you are, you can still tell something from what Yang Yongqing did just now, especially since the dressing table and other items in this room have been turned over.
"Ah! Ah!"
Jin's face showed a reproachful expression. She rushed into the house in three steps and came up to grab the hand that Yang Yongqing was holding. Small purse.
Yang Yongqing was not careful, his hand was empty, and his wallet was snatched away by Jin.
He came to his senses, got annoyed, and shouted at Jin in a low voice: "Give it back to me!"
Kim couldn't hear the sound, but she could understand what her youngest son was saying.
She shook her head crazily, making a squeaking sound in her mouth, pointing one finger at the top of her head and then at the ground, and stamped her feet vigorously.
Eager to express something to Yang Yongqing.
What is Yang Yongqing's natural way and Jin's saying? She is saying that there are gods three feet above the head, people are doing things, and God is watching.
Yang Yongqing rolled his eyes and gritted his teeth impatiently.
I don’t care about the gods, but getting a wife is the most important thing. No matter how good the gods are, will they send me a sweet-smelling and soft wife under the bed?
No!
Yang Yongqing turned around, pretended to give up, and looked like he was leaving.
While behind him, Jin relaxed his guard and took the purse to put it back on the bed, Yang Yongqing shot a carbine, grabbed the purse from Jin's hand, and raised his other hand to put it back on the bed. Jin pushed against the wall.
“Bang!”
Jin's head hit the wall behind him, and his vision went black and he fainted.
(End of this chapter)