Chapter 6122 Thunderstorm


Chapter 6122 Thunderstorm

Yang Huazhong said that he didn’t care. Sun and Yang Ruoqing just listened. If they really believed it, then the nearly thirty years of getting along would be in vain.

Even if the sun comes out from the west and the water of the Yellow River flows back, Yang Huazhong will not sit back and ignore the affairs of Yang Yongqing or even the old Yang family. This is Yang Huazhong's principle and bottom line as a man.

After putting away the dishes, the originally strong sun outside was suddenly blocked by dark clouds blowing from nowhere. After a while, the wind picked up, sand and rocks flew on the ground, black clouds surged in the sky, and there was a faint blue sky and white sun. The momentum to go into the night.

“Oh no, it’s going to rain!”

Mrs. Sun poked her head around and exclaimed, "Quickly, put your clothes away quickly."

Yang Huazhong was about to go out for a walk in the fields. At noon, he would rather smoke dry cigarettes under the trees on the ridge of the fields and chat with the villagers. Homely, I am not used to taking a nap at home.

I don’t want to go out now, so I quickly help Sun collect clothes and shoes.

Yang Ruoqing went to help, but was pushed away by Sun, "Go back to Luo's house quickly to collect the clothes. I don't have much here, your father and I can collect them."

Both. In this way, Yang Ruoqing didn't hesitate and was too lazy to run from the yard to waste time. She rushed to the backyard of Yang Huazhong's house like a gust of wind, climbed up the wall, and when she landed firmly, she was already in the backyard of Luo's house.

This morning, she not only unpacked and washed the bedding on several beds at home, but also found out her autumn shoes and scrubbed them. Taking advantage of the good weather, she dried them all. When a gust of autumn wind and autumn rain blew by, her home People can just take their shoes out and put them on the boat.

No, there are rows of sheets and quilt covers on the bamboo poles in the backyard, and rows of shoes on the stone steps.

Yang Ruoqing reached out with both hands and swept the shoes into the large bamboo basket prepared nearby. Long Sleeve Shanwu rolled up the sheets and quilt covers on the bamboo poles and sent them to the large warehouse next to them.

The large warehouse is ventilated and breathable. It is an indoor drying room. After moving the clothes, shoes and socks here, you don’t have to worry about it pouring rain outside. Whenever you want to fold the clothes, you can come here to collect them. .

No, she was halfway through the process when hurried footsteps came from the front yard. Wang Cuilian and Tuoba Xian came over together, and looking at their posture, they rushed over to collect their clothes and shoes.

"Ah, Qing'er, you've almost finished cleaning up? When did you come back? Why didn't I see you come in?" Wang Cuilian looked surprised.

Tuoba Xian pointed to the wall over there and smiled without saying a word.

Wang Cuilian understood immediately, she said with a smile: "If I had known, I should have left a door, it would be more convenient to enter and exit."

Yang Ruoqing put the shoes on the wooden shelf shoe cabinet in the warehouse. They lined up and said to the aunt and mother-in-law with a smile: "It doesn't matter whether you leave the door or not. You can practice your skills by climbing over the wall more often. This is what Tang Yazi said at the beginning."

Wang Cuilian and Tuoba Xian both laughed. .

At this time, there was already a thunderstorm outside, "Aunt, mother-in-law, where is the baby girl?"

Wang Cuilian said: "I went to her second uncle's house opposite to play with Xiuxiu, and just now the sky started to rise. Your uncle went to pick him up when Hei Yun was there, and he should be back soon.”
Yang Ruoqing nodded. It doesn’t matter even if you don’t pick him up. As long as you are indoors, you will be fine. When there is thunder and lightning, especially thunderstorms like this in summer, you must not be in the wild. If you happen to be in the wild, remember to find the terrain. Hide in a low place for a while. Don't stand under a big tree, as it can easily trigger thunder.

All the clothes hanging in the yard have been cleared away. Now, even if there is a hole in the sky and it rains heavily until tomorrow, Yang Ruoqing will not panic.

Tuoba Xian then returned to the front yard, Wang Cuilian went to the kitchen, and Yang Ruoqing sat in the hall between the main room and the backyard to enjoy the cool air.

The wind was so strong that it blew up the bamboo hats and raincoats hanging on the wall, making the wall crackle. It was too cool. Yang Ruoqing sat on the vent like an old Buddha, feeling so comfortable that the heat accumulated throughout the summer seemed to be blown away in this moment.

Unfortunately, when raindrops as big as copper coins began to appear on the dry stone floor, the wind gradually weakened.

As streaks of green lightning emerged from behind the surging clouds, thunder rumbled on the roof like a drum, heavy rain fell from the sky, washing over the roof, and the ground crackled everywhere. , the visual and auditory effects are superb!

“It seems that the two men will not be able to come back until the rain stops.”

Wang Cuilian actually returned to the backyard before the heavy downpour fell. She walked over and lowered the southernmost window of the main room to prevent the wind from bringing in the rain and making the coffee table and stools wet.

"Auntie, come and sit for a while."

"Okay."

Wang Cuilian poured two bowls of tea and brought it over. Yang Ruoqing quickly stood up and took it with both hands: "I want more. Pour me some tea..."

Wang Cuilian smiled kindly: "It's nothing."

Mother-in-law and daughter-in-law sat side by side, looking at the rain in the yard, doing household chores one after another, and discussing what to eat later in the night.

There is an unwritten habit among villagers. Whenever it rains, they can’t go out to work in the fields. The men sleep at home, while the women are thinking about making new food using local materials. Come treat the family.

Wild garlic cakes, mugwort cakes, black sesame powder on March 3rd, and various snacks and pastries made with wheat flour after the wheat harvest at the end of April.

Wheat flour cakes, steamed buns, fried sugar dumplings, the rice was harvested in July, and rice flour came in handy again.

The mother-in-law and daughter-in-law decided on the food for the night. They put some chopped red dates and peanuts into the rice noodles that Sun sent over a few days ago to steam the rice cakes.

In addition, when cooking, Wang Cuilian focused on the soybean sprouts that were growing luxuriantly in the sand in the backyard, pinched half a basket of soybean sprouts, fished a snakehead fish from the Lijiacun reservoir in the bucket, cut it into fillets, and made a pot with the soybean sprouts. Boiled fish.

Fish is rich in protein and can meet the needs of a family. Soybean sprouts are vegetables and can supplement vitamins.

In addition, fried local eggs with green and red peppers are an appetizer to go with the meal, and the sweet and fluffy rice cakes are a satisfying dessert after the meal!

When the rain gradually subsided, Wang Cuilian got up and went to the kitchen to prepare.

Yang Ruoqing originally wanted to go, but Xiao Yaxue came to visit holding an umbrella.

"The spirit of your visit is really contagious. It's still raining. Aren't you afraid that your clothes will get wet?"

Yang Ruoqing quickly got up to help take the umbrella from Xiao Yaxue's hand and put it aside, and saw her skirt again. My horns were wet, and I couldn't help but feel a little blamed.

Xiao Yaxue naturally knew that Yang Ruoqing had good intentions. She smiled indifferently, "If I don't come over while the second boy is asleep, I won't be able to spare time when he wakes up. Besides, as long as I It’ll be fine if there’s no thunder and lightning.”

“Well, that’s true, so what’s the matter with you rushing over?” Yang Ruoqing asked again.

“Here, I’ll give you some loquats to try.”

(End of this chapter)