"I thought it was clearing up, but why did it start raining again?" Mrs. Sun murmured.

Yang Huazhong said worriedly: "We can't count on the rice this season, and the cotton will also be ruined."

"Why!"

Everyone is sighing.

Such bad weather cannot be reversed by manpower.

They each went back to their houses and went to bed, spending a night of lightning and thunder in worry.

The next day, the lightning and thunder stopped and the rain became lighter.

Early in the morning, someone came to take pictures of Yang Ruoqing's courtyard door.

When he opened the door, he saw Chang Geng wearing a raincoat.

"Chang Geng, what's the matter with coming here so early?"

It was Yang Huazhong who opened the door, and he started asking at the entrance of the courtyard.

Chang Geng said anxiously: "Third brother, hurry up and help me. I have to quickly carry the two pigs at home to your father-in-law's pig pen."

"What's going on?" Yang Huazhong asked quickly.

Chang Geng said: "It rained too much last night. I'm afraid my pig pen will collapse. If two pigs are crushed to death, everything will be gone."

After hearing this, Yang Huazhong went back to the house to get the raincoat without saying a word.

Yang Ruoqing happened to come to the main room.

"Dad, what are you doing in such a hurry?" she asked quickly.

Yang Huazhong said: "Go and help your Uncle Chang Geng carry the pigs to your pig pen at Mr. Ga's house."

Yang Ruoqing said: "Why don't you use a cart to pull it?"

Yang Huazhong said: "Your uncle Chang Geng just came over there and said that the mud on the road is so deep that the wheels of the car are stuck and can't get out!"

"We'll find a few more people then and just tie the pig to the door and lift it over!"

The man put on his raincoat and bamboo hat and rushed into the rain curtain at the door.

This morning, he not only helped Chang Geng's family bring the pigs over, but also persuaded Da Niu and Wang Hongquan to transport the pigs over.

Then, Da Sun and the others marked the pigs of these three families and let them live in the compartments of the pig pens together with the more than fifty pigs of their own.

…

After lunch was cooked, Mrs. Sun served Tan's portion and sent it to Mrs. Tan's room in the front yard.

Tan couldn't see, and it was raining and the road was slippery, which was inconvenient.

Ever since she moved into Yang Ruoqing's house, she has been staying in her house and not coming out.

Meals and hot water were delivered by Sun.

Empty buckets and toilets were also made by Sun.

Mrs. Sun didn't complain a word.

After delivering the food, Mrs. Sun returned to the dining hall in the backyard.

In the main room, Old Yangtou was sitting on the main seat, and Yang Huazhong was sitting next to him.

Da'an Academy is also on holiday, so I can read and write at home.

At this moment, Xiao An and I were sitting on a stool and eating quietly.

Opposite them, Xiaohua Xiaoduo and Dabao were also eating.

Yang Ruoqing and Bao Suyun sat on the last stool. Bao Suyun was feeding Mianmian in her arms some egg custard.

Old Yangtou watched Mianmian eating the stewed eggs one bite at a time and sighed.

"Don't let your children get too used to it now. If a famine comes, they won't be able to eat this egg custard, and they will get into trouble," the old man said.

Bao Suyun blushed slightly when he heard this.

Old Yangtou continued: "An egg costs one penny. When a famine comes, it may double."

"As a little girl, just give her some rice soup to drink."

Bao Suyun's beautiful eyebrows furrowed and she whispered: "Boys and girls have to be taken care of. They eat and drink regardless of gender."

When Old Yangtou heard this, was he trying to defend himself?

The old man suddenly became a little unhappy.

At this time, Mrs. Sun happened to come in from outside.

Old Yang raised his head and asked Sun, "Send it to your mother?"

Mrs. Sun smiled and nodded: "Yes, mother is eating."

Old Yangtou said: "That's good. Madam Qing'er, you can sit down and eat too!"

Here, Bao Suyun stood up with Mianmian in her arms: "Sister-in-law third, sit here with me."

Sun said: "I can sit wherever I want. You have to feed Mianmian, so just sit there."

Bao Suyun said: "Mianmian is a little sleepy. I will take the remaining half bowl of egg custard back to the house to feed her, and let her sleep after feeding her."

Sun said: "Okay then."

Bao Suyun hugged Mianmian and left the kitchen.

Yang Ruoqing looked at the backs of the mother and daughter, thinking that if Old Yangtou hadn't said those words, they wouldn't have left.

Here, Old Yangtou's voice brought Yang Ruoqing back from her thoughts.

"Qing'er, your words are useful. I'll try to persuade your fifth aunt later."

"Tell her not to spoil the two children so much. It's not easy for your fifth uncle to make a little money outside."

"She is a woman, but she doesn't know how expensive firewood, rice, oil and salt are, and she can lose everything!" Lao Yangtou said with a serious face.

Yang Ruoqing twitched her lips.

"I don't agree with what you are saying," she said.

"My fifth aunt is reluctant to give up food and clothes. She saves her share to support the two children."

"Mianmian has just been weaned, and it's time to replenish her body."

"She doesn't do anything extraordinary. At most she eats egg custard once a day."

"If Mianmian is used to it, then what does it mean that my sister-in-law had three meals a day with brown sugar, lard and poached eggs?"

"Isn't it like the treatment of an emperor's family?" Yang Ruoqing asked.

Old Yang was stunned for a moment, and was actually silenced by Yang Ruoqing's words.

"I feel sorry for your fifth uncle. It's hard to make money outside..." he added.

Mentioning this, the smile on Yang Ruoqing's face became more sarcastic.

"Why does my fifth uncle have to work so hard to earn money? What is the purpose?"

"Isn't it just to make your wife and children live a better life?"

"No matter how hard it is, Uncle Wu is always happy."

"So, please don't use Uncle Wu as a cover. This is even more untenable." She said unceremoniously.

The smile on Old Yangtou's face completely disappeared, and he sat there with a dark face and said nothing.

Beside, Ms. Sun was immersed in eating her rice, pretending not to hear.

Yang Huazhong was a little embarrassed, so the man put a large piece of scrambled eggs into the rice bowl in front of Old Yang.

"Dad, we all know that you are diligent and thrifty."

"Children and grandchildren will have their own blessings. The fifth younger brother and sister are considerate of the fifth younger brother. You can rest assured."

"Come on, come on, you always want to eat an egg. The scrambled eggs made by Qing'er are so delicious. Dad, try them..."

After Yang Huazhong tried to smooth things over, Lao Yang also raised his chopsticks and started eating in silence.

The meal went on in such silence.

After lunch, Lao Yang went back to the front yard to take a nap, holding back his stomach.

Bao Suyun then took his time to come to the kitchen.

"Is Mianmian asleep?" asked Sun.

Bao Suyun nodded: "Well, I just fell asleep."

"Fifth Aunt, I've saved all your food for you. It's warm in the pot."

Yang Ruoqing entered the kitchen with bowls and chopsticks and said to Bao Suyun.

Watching Yang Ruoqing take out a sea bowl from the pot, the meat and vegetable dishes were pressed tightly on the high rice head.

Bao Suyun's nose felt sore and her eyes suddenly turned red.

Holding a bowl in one hand and chopsticks in the other, I was so moved that I almost shed tears.

Mrs. Sun just smiled gently on the side, while Yang Ruoqing said to Bao Suyun: "Don't take my father's words at heart, he actually doesn't have any ill intentions."
Chapter completed!