Chapter 9287 Tired
When Sun was about to leave, Wang Cuilian happened to come over.
So Sun stopped and chatted with Wang Cuilian.
Sun found that Wang Cuilian's face was not very good, just like her before drinking honey water.
Sun guessed that Wang Cuilian must have learned about today’s events from Blacksmith Luo, so she was frightened.
Therefore, Mrs. Sun could only comfort Wang Cuilian with a wry smile: "Everything is over. Sister-in-law Cuilian, don't think about it anymore."
Wang Cuilian was stunned for a moment, and then understood the meaning of Sun's words. With all his intentions, he could only respond with a wry smile.
"Hey, what a crime. When I came back and heard the blacksmith talking about this, I felt really distressed and scared!"
Sun felt like she had met a close friend, "I am not like that. Where is he? He is also the second brother of my third child!"
Yang Ruoqing also came to the door, her voice was very soft because the two children in the bedroom behind her were asleep.
Wang Cuilian also replied in a low voice: "Your uncle came back earlier and took a bath. I asked him to wash the clothes, but he said he didn't want the clothes anymore!"
When Wang Cuilian said this, that There was clearly a hint of embarrassment and a hint of distress in his eyes.
Yang Ruoqing knew that her uncle and aunt had lived frugally all their lives, so it was a bit embarrassing for them to make the decision to give up their clothes this time.
My family obviously has such good conditions, but if I were an old man or an old lady from someone else’s family, wouldn’t I be able to enjoy the blessings of wearing gold and silver, fine clothes and fine food?
However, the two elders still did not forget their original intention and lived frugally. When their clothes were torn, they had to patch them up before wearing them again.
Yang Ruoqing tried to persuade her several times, but the answer they gave was: "We farmers wander around the fields every day. Wearing clothes only delays work, and we are not able to do anything!"
So over time, Yang Ruoqing also Let's not mention it anymore and let them wear it.
Wear whatever you want, as long as they are happy in what they wear and live happily and casually.
So when she heard Wang Cuilian say this, it could be said that the aunt was carefully testing her attitude, Yang Ruoqing actually felt a little sorry for the aunt.
So she reached out and held Wang Cuilian's hand and said, "Aunt, I think so too, but I was busy sending the two children to bed and didn't bother to tell my uncle."< br>
"My father and the others don't even want the iron tools they brought with us. It doesn't matter if we give up these clothes!"
Besides, Mrs. Sun also said: "Sister-in-law Cuilian, what you said is a reminder. I, I will go home right now and ask my third child to take a bath too. I took the clothes and burned them!"
Wang Cuilian stopped Sun and said, "It would be unlucky to burn them. It would be better to throw them under the river dam."
Sun. After thinking about it, I thought it was true. Usually, when clothes are burned, only the dead are burned.
It is unlucky to burn a living person’s belongings casually.
She bit her lip, a little annoyed that she didn't have the wisdom to make such an unfavorable suggestion.
It was really tiring for Yang Ruoqing to be caught in the middle. A pair of eyes had to take turns paying attention to and observing the emotional dynamics of the aunt and the old lady, ready to comfort and cheer up at any time.
No, she patted Mrs. Sun's arm again and said, "Mom, don't think too much. It's so different. In some places outside, it's common for unused clothes to be burned. "
"Really? Is there really such a custom in some places?" Sun was dubious.
Yang Ruoqing nodded firmly, "Well, I won't talk nonsense, it's true."
"So the dirty clothes that my uncle and dad put out can be thrown away or burned."
"However, in view of the customs in our area, we will not burn them and throw them to the other side of the river dam." It’s appropriate.”
After Yang Ruoqing explained it, he brought the topic back.
Sun and Wang Cuilian looked at each other, and then they both decided to collect the dirty clothes together later, and then go to the river dam behind the village to throw them away after nightfall. "Auntie, is my uncle... okay right now?" Yang Ruoqing asked again, her eyes full of concern.
There are still some worries, because Blacksmith Luo is also a participant in today's incident. My father Yang Huazhong said before that the younger generation cannot do anything when chopping.
It is mainly operated by the three Yang Huazhong brothers.
Fourth uncle Yang Huaming's psychological defense was the weakest, and he vomited himself with just one blow.
Don't even talk about chopping later. He couldn't even stand still and almost vomited until he collapsed.
I don’t even dare to stand aside and watch.
It is said that Yang Huazhong and Yang Huazhou couldn't bear it anymore, not because they were tired, but because their psychological defenses couldn't bear it, because what they were chopping was not poultry or livestock, but people, their own kind, and they were their second brothers!
Later, Blacksmith Luo, Xiao Jie’s father, Chang Gen Da Niu and the others took turns in the battle.
Chop a few times, then change to the next person to continue chopping.
If you are chopping close to one person, that person will go crazy.
But Blacksmith Luo and the others are normal people. After what happened today, they must have been psychologically traumatized.
Just like the sequelae of war, many veterans can't get rid of them in their lifetime...
Wang Cuilian said: "Your uncle is okay, but he is a little tired and wants to sleep for a while. He said he won't eat at noon and asked me to follow him. You guys say something.”
Before Yang Ruoqing had time to respond, Sun, as the host, spoke up first.
"Sister-in-law, how can we do that? The blacksmith brother has been helping our old Yang family work all day long, and he left before dawn. How can you not even take a bite of food?"
Sun's invitation was sincere and sincere, and she went on to say: "I will go back to cook. The dishes are all ready-made. My sister is helping to prepare them at my house. It will be ready to eat soon." ! ”
After saying these words, Mrs. Sun walked away like a gust of wind.
Even if Wang Cuilian called her from behind, she deliberately did not look back.
Wang Cuilian didn't give Wang Cuilian a chance to refuse at all, and was determined to invite everyone over to eat at home to show their friendship as a landlord.
Wang Cuilian was speechless looking at Sun's back running away quickly.
Yang Ruoqing was also dumbfounded.
This simple enthusiasm of farmers is really hard to resist.
"Auntie, go tell the uncle and let him sleep peacefully."
"When he gets up later and has an appetite, let's make him some millet porridge or something. Come on."
"Qing'er, isn't this good? Your mother has cooked some food over there. If you don't go and eat it, it would be a pity if it gets ruined in this hot weather..." Wang Cuilian said. .
Yang Ruoqing smiled considerately and said, "Don't worry, aunt, this is nothing to worry about. I'll just go over and say hello to my parents later."
"But what should we do if the food is spoiled?" Wang Cuilian still looked distressed.
Yang Ruoqing said: "It's okay, it can't be broken. There are plenty of people over there."
Even if you can't finish eating at noon, you can put it in the well to cool down, or you can eat it at night. .
"Auntie, this is a big deal. Just go and tell my uncle and let him sleep peacefully for a while. He is really tired today."
(End of Chapter)