Chapter 9569 Seamless connection
This made Yang Ruoqing happy, and she couldn't help laughing at the moment.
Yuanyuan saw Yang Ruoqing smiling, raised her little face, and looked at her mother with a confused expression. Perhaps she was infected by her emotions, and he also opened his mouth and started to laugh.
It would be better not to smile. When you smile, the snot bubbles burst, just like blowing chewing gum. With a pop, the originally round bubbles burst and covered your mouth and nose like a piece of cloth... …
“You, you, mother-in-law, have no integrity!”
Mrs. Sun laughed and scolded Yang Ruoqing, while quickly taking out a handkerchief to wipe the snot from her beloved grandson's face.
Yang Huazhong, who was holding Tuantuan on the other side, was also smiling. After Tuantuan sneezed, he widened his eyes and looked at the bowl on the table that was the culprit of his nose itching.
Yang Huazhong also went to take a look. Then, Yang Huazhong asked in surprise: "There are so many salty and spicy things in this dish. It is red and bright. What is it?"
Yang Ruoqing said: "Spicy pork liver. Because it is so spicy, it has another name in our Tianxiang Tower, called Bandit Pork Liver! "
Bandit Pork Liver?
Yang Huazhong said this name.
Sun also heard it, glanced at the pig liver, and said: "The name bandit sounds scary, and you can think of the bandit who would draw a knife at the slightest disagreement. He only has that kind of temper." Only people can eat such spicy pork liver."
Yang Ruoqing gave Sun a thumbs up: "Mother's explanation is really accurate. "
Yang Huazhong also smiled and joked: "Your mother has improved now. I thought she would say that after eating this bowl of pork liver, she would have to lift the table and go up the mountain to become a bandit, ha. Haha!"
Sun glared at Yang Huazhong again, "Qing'er has no integrity and just follows you."
Yang Huazhong is very proud.
Yang Ruoqing washed her hands and came over to take the ball from Yang Huazhong's arms, "Come, mother will feed you, let's let Mr. Grandpa concentrate on eating!"
Yang Huazhong ate this meal. It's very satisfying, a mouthful of bandit liver and a mouthful of soju.
Have fun!
Halfway through the meal, Lao Yangtou, who always avoided late night meals, slowly walked into the dining hall in the backyard of the Luo family with the support of Yu Xingkui.
"Dad, why aren't you in a wheelchair? You have to be careful walking at night!"
Yang Huazhong quickly stood up and came to help him. Sun and Yang Ruoqing also stood up.
Old Yang held the crutch under his arm and said with a smile: "It's okay, my legs are much more flexible now. I can walk slowly for a while without the crutch, and I can walk even more with the crutch." It's easy, you can't fall."
Besides, Yu Xingkui had an old man's coat on his arm and shrugged helplessly at Yang Huazhong.
The meaning is obvious. When he went out, he must have persuaded the old man to use a wheelchair and let him push him over.
But the old man's stubbornness didn't require more explanation from Yu Xingkui. Yang Huazhong understood...
"Master, let's have something together?" Yang Ruoqing invited Old Yangtou.
Although the bandit liver and soju on the table are the old man's favorites, the old man is still in the critical period of treating his legs, at the end of the second course of treatment, so he cannot touch these spicy and exciting things.
The old man glanced at the dishes on the table, his eyes lingering on the bandit liver and soju obviously longer than other dishes, but in the end, the old man still shook his head: "I want to eat it, I want to eat it. But forget it!”
Yang Ruoqing smiled.
Yang Huazhong said: "Then get a bowl and drink the three fresh soup. The mushrooms Liu'er picked today are very delicious." The old man did not refuse.
Yang Ruoqing then quickly went to prepare bowls and chopsticks. She prepared two pairs, one for Old Yang and one for Yu Xingkui. By the way, he also gave Yu Xingkui a wine cup and asked him to go with Yang Huazhong. To drink.
Poor old man, that’s just for watching, haha.
The dinner continues.
Yang Huazhong and Yu Xingkui exchanged cups. With the blessing of fried peanuts and bandit pork liver, the atmosphere was great.
The dinner started before dark and lasted until the time when the lamp was turned on. Under the lamp, the faces of Yang Huazhong and Yu Xingkui were bright red.
While he was still drunk, Yang Huazhong patted Yu Xingkui on the shoulder, belched and said, "Thanks to you for taking care of my old man in the past few years, you have saved us a lot of worry."
"Don't worry, Xingkui. Even if my old man's legs are healed and he doesn't need anyone to take care of him, we will I will also arrange an errand for you. At your age, it will be difficult for you to go back to planting crops!"
Old Yangtou nodded in agreement, "Yes, Xingkui serves me with all his heart, we can't unload it! Mo Sha Donkey, you have to arrange a good job for him when the time comes!”
When Lao Yang couldn't sleep at night, he had mentioned this to Yu Xingkui, who was laying the floor next to him. He even had a heart-to-heart talk with Yu Xingkui and asked him about his plans for the future.
But for Yu Xingkui, he didn’t have any craftsmanship. There was no work for Lao Yang’s family, so he had no choice but to go back to Yujiacun to get the hoe handle.
So Lao Yangtou revealed to Yu Xingkui in advance that Lao Yang's family would not ignore him and would arrange other errands for Yu Xingkui in the future.
That’s how Yu Xingkui listened. Although he was pleasantly surprised, he didn’t dare to believe it all.
Because all these are the words of the old man.
The one who really makes up his mind needs the third bedroom.
The Sanfang referred to here does not refer to Yang Huazhong alone, but to the power represented by the Sanfang, Yang Ruoqing...
Although Daan is the number one scholar, working as an errand in the capital sounds very prestigious. , However, Daan is beyond the reach of small arrangements that cannot directly take care of these small errands of the villagers.
As the saying goes, the county magistrate is not as good as the current manager. Only Yang Ruoqing has a lot of fat positions at hand.
So, at this moment when Yang Huazhong patted his shoulder and said these words, Yu Xingkui’s surprise in his heart was intertwined with the excitement on his face. He wished he could finalize this matter with Yang Huazhong at the dinner table right now, so that It would be better if the next errand is seamlessly connected with the current one!
However, Yu Xingkui forcibly resisted his impulse, and he said modest words, such as:
"Third brother, you are speaking harshly. You show your trust in me by letting me take care of the old man."
“Besides, I’m not taking care of you in vain. You’ve paid me enough wages to do other jobs outside. You can't make this kind of money, and it's easy. I eat whatever the old man eats, and I wear whatever the old man wears. You are a good family, both adults and children. It is my honor to take care of the old man..."< br>
Yu Xingkui said a series of humble and grateful words, but he glanced at Yang Ruoqing from the corner of his eye.
Yang Ruoqing was feeding Yuanyuan, and glanced here from time to time, with a slight smile on her face.
Yu Xingkui felt even more confident when he saw Yang Ruoqing's expression.
It seems that what Yang Huazhong said was not a promise made impulsively after drinking.
This matter should have been discussed in advance in their third room.
Yu Xingkui felt more at ease, and he picked up the wine cup with both hands: "Come on, third brother, thank you for taking care of me in the past few years. I will toast you with this cup of wine. I'll do it. Third brother, you Whatever you want!”
(End of this chapter)