Chapter 4696: Misfortune in the family
The pig food mixed with wild vegetables, rice bran, and wheat bran is cooked until it is fragrant and sticky, and is scooped into the pig trough made of rolling stones with a gourd and ladle.
Suddenly, two big fat pigs smelling the fragrance climbed up from the corner, walked in ecstasy, and twisted their plump buttocks to eat.
The sharp and long mouth of the pig suddenly penetrated into the pig trough, and the choking nostrils were full of food. It was so hot that they quickly pulled out their mouths and noses and started to moan, as if they were doing something to Mr. Sun. Condemn and protest.
Sun smiled and said, "You silly pigs, wait a minute, the cold water hasn't been redeemed yet!"
When other people's pig food is boiled, they directly exchange it with cold water. Sun's care in raising pigs is to exchange for cold boiled water that has been left to cool down in advance. The pigs will get less sick after eating it.
She scooped two more ladles of cold water into the pig trough and stirred it gently a few times to make the pig food evenly heated and thick enough.
The pigs sensed something and attacked the pig trough again.
They were eating loudly, their big ears swung from side to side, and the two guys were squeezing each other from time to time, almost fighting in the fierce moments.
Sun stood aside and watched gently, occasionally tapping the stronger pig's head twice with the ladle in her hand and giving a few words of reprimand.
When Yang Ruoqing found the backyard, what she saw was this scene.
Her lips couldn't help but curl up.
They are all pigs, although they all end up being sent to the dining table to become human delicacies. However, in the process of growing up, being fed by Sun is a great thing for the pigs. What a happy thing.
Being treated so tenderly...
This reminded her of herself and humans.
In fact, there is not much difference between humans and pigs. The pigs are on the dining table, but humans will also go to the tomb.
Whether it is Emperor Qin, Emperor Wu of Han Dynasty, or beggar on the roadside, everyone is equal in the face of death.
So, life is all about process, take advantage of these decades and cherish every day. When you are dying, you will think about your life. It would be good if you can get four words, that is : No regrets, no regrets!
"Qing'er, why are you here? Have you had breakfast?" Sun turned around and saw Yang Ruoqing, and asked with a smile.
Yang Ruoqing came back to her senses and said with a smile: "I have eaten it a long time ago. I came here to tell my mother that Tang Yaozi and I just sent eel noodles to my fourth uncle."
When it comes to eel noodles, Sun's face is full of smiles.
"The eel noodles taste so good. Feng'er finished the bowl that your aunt gave to Feng'er earlier, and even drank up the soup." said Sun.
"Your father and I are very happy. Feng'er hasn't eaten as well as he does now for a long time. Your father said that he will get some eels in cages later."
Hearing what Sun said, Yang Ruoqing smiled.
"My dad is so busy, how can he have time to set those up? This matter has been taken care of by Tang Yazi and I. We will go on to set it up later. Chen'er and Baobao also like to eat it!" Yang Ruoqing said.
Sun nodded and asked again about Yang Huaming's injury.
Hearing that Yang Huaming was not in pain as yesterday, Mrs. Sun breathed a sigh of relief: "Don't be busy at noon, I kept the pig liver, and at noon I made pig liver soup and sent it to your fourth uncle to replenish his body. "
Yang Ruoqing nodded: "Then I will deliver breakfast to my fourth uncle tomorrow."
"By the way, Qing'er, did you meet your grandma when you went to the old house earlier?" Shi asked again.
Yang Ruoqing shook her head: "I didn't meet you. We sat in the room of Fourth Uncle and Aunt Xiaojuan for a while, said a few words and then left."
"When I came out, I took a special look at the east room and found that the door was ajar and there was no movement inside."
Ms. Sun nodded, thoughtfully. , there was a touch of solemnity on his face.
Yang Ruoqing noticed it and said: "Mom, you made the pork liver soup at noon. Just stay at home and don't go out. I'll just go to the old house to deliver it to you, so that you don't meet my grandparents. Sometimes they will trouble you! I will send you off. Even if they know that I have gone there, they will not dare to trouble me."
When she went to the old house in the morning, she didn't believe that Old Yangtou and Tan were separated by a wall. Don't know. The backyard is Tan's territory. She dominates the entire territory like a tree demon grandma. She doesn't know what's going on?
It must be that the shadow of yesterday was a bit big. They had tasted her shrewdness and didn't dare to show off easily.
Sun is a soft persimmon, they are eager to see Sun or Yang Huazhong come to their door, Yang Ruoqing does not fulfill their wish!
Ms. Sun was naturally aware of her daughter’s intentions. She was moved but shook her head.
"You have to see what you need to see. You can't keep hiding like this, it's not a problem!" said Sun.
"Besides, August is coming soon. In August, it will be our turn to support your grandparents. We will meet after all..." Mrs. Sun said again.
Yang Ruoqing thought about it and realized that it was indeed August in only about ten days. Tang Yazi would probably have to return to the capital after the Mid-Autumn Festival at home.
Hey, how come these days go by so fast? It’s already the second half of the year in a blink of an eye.
"Qing'er, what are you thinking about? Why are you distracted?"
Seeing that Yang Ruoqing didn't speak, Mrs. Sun couldn't help but raise the pig food ladle in her hand and shake it gently in front of her. .
Yang Ruoqing came back to her senses instantly.
"Ah, it's okay. What's that? Mom, things are still at the forefront these two days. You and my dad can avoid it if you can. After a few days, it calms down a bit, and you can meet with my grandparents again. I'll come over and get the lunch when it's ready, it's settled!"
After saying this, Yang Ruoqing turned around and left the backyard, not giving Sun a chance to refuse.
"This girl..."
Looking at the retreating figure, Sun said angrily, but her eyes filled with relief.
Earlier I heard Guihua Dayun and the others having a family time together, and they said that when parents give birth to children, many times the personality and behavior are not necessarily passed on to the children.
Some parents are as talkative as magpies, but their children are boring gourds.
Some parents are dull, but their children are lively and talkative, and all the family talk is taken over by their children.
Some parents themselves are strong, but their children do not inherit that character and are instead very cowardly.
Some parents are very cowardly and good people, but their children take charge of the family prematurely and become very independent.
For example, her family Qinger is like this.
They are much more promising than her and Yang Huazhong...
Maybe this is a gift from God, Sun thought silently in her heart.
“Sneeze, sneeze!”
In the east room of the old Yang family, Mr. Tan sneezed twice loudly in one breath.
She took out her handkerchief and wiped her nose, and said angrily: "It's probably the fat girl who is cursing me. That heartless dead girl, I knew she was so strong and domineering, she should have been cursed when she was born. Drowned in a bucket of urine!”
Old Yangtou sat at the table and reached out to touch the dry tobacco pole at his waist out of habit, but found nothing.
Then I remembered that yesterday I got mad at Yang Ruoqing and hit her with a cigarette pole. However, she missed her and broke the cigarette pole in two.
The old man couldn't help but raise his head and sigh: "Hey, the yin is strong and the yang is declining, the hen is crowing, the family is unfortunate!"
(End of this chapter)