"Dad, why did you come to the kitchen? There is a lot of oil smoke here, why don't you go back to the front yard?" Mrs. Sun came over hurriedly.

Old Yang shook his head and said to Mrs. Sun: "My third daughter-in-law, tonight's meal is very good and rich. Thank you for your hard work!"

Mrs. Sun was stunned for a moment. Did her father-in-law come in specifically to praise him?

The woman was immediately flattered.

He rubbed his hands nervously on his apron and said, "I didn't do it alone, it was Suyun, Bamei and Qing'er who helped me do it."

Lao Yang nodded and looked at Bao Suyun and others in the kitchen, "Thank you for all the hard work!"

Bao Suyun's reaction was not much better than Sun's.

Only Yang Ruoqing stood there with a faint smile on her face.

As expected, Lao Yang started to talk about the situation. Praise was just a prefix, and he was about to reveal the true purpose of his trip.

Sure enough, as soon as this idea came to his mind, Lao Yangtou spoke up.

"What about that, third daughter-in-law, have you packed all the pots and pans?" Old Yangtou asked.

"Yes," said Sun.

Old Yangtou asked again: "Aren't there some leftovers or something?"

"Ah?" Mrs. Sun was stunned.

"Don't make too much, just piece it together to have a small half bowl." Old Yangtou said again.

Mrs. Sun was even more surprised. Just as she was about to open her mouth to tell the truth, Yang Ruoqing came over.

"Master, weren't you full before?"

She asked with a smile, pulling Sun behind her.

Old Yangtou hesitated a little and said: "Well, it's a little bit."

Yang Ruoqing said: "It's okay, please sit down for a while and I will heat up some food for you."

Old Yangtou quickly waved his hand: "I can't eat much now. I'm afraid I'll be hungry at night, so I want to beg you for half a bowl to take back."

You said it so pitifully because you were afraid that Yang Huaan was hungry, right?

Yang Ruoqing thought to herself.

"Master, take it back. You're hungry in the middle of the night and I can't warm my milk for you. Eating it cold is not good for your health."

Yang Ruoqing said earnestly and thoughtfully.

"If you're really hungry, I'll heat it up for you."

"If you can bear it, don't eat too much at night. Older people have to pay attention to their health. Eating in the middle of the night is not good," she said.

After hearing this, Old Yangtou looked even more unnatural.

"Then, why do you ask so many leftovers to give me some leftovers? If you don't give them, forget it."

Old Yang turned around to leave, but was suddenly stopped by Yang Ruoqing.

"Master, don't be upset, your granddaughter cares about you!" she said.

"There is still some food left. Please give me an order. Why is my granddaughter such a petty person?"

Hearing Yang Ruoqing's words, Old Yang was surprised.

Yang Ruoqing immediately said: "Sir, please go to the front hall and wait for a while. I will prepare the hot rice and then roll the vegetables in the pot for you to take back."

"good!"

Lao Yang nodded, then turned back to the front hall.

In his concept, the kitchen is a place where women work.

Men cannot stay in the kitchen for too long.

After Lao Yang left, Mrs. Sun said to Yang Ruoqing: "I'll warm you up. My dear, you go and have a rest."

Yang Ruoqing said: "I'll come, I'll come, mother, you and the fifth aunt should go and rest first."

Sun said: "I'll help you."

Yang Ruoqing said: "No need."

Cao Bamei came in from outside and said, "I'll accompany Qing'er. Third aunt, you guys go and have a rest first."

After Mrs. Sun, Mrs. Bao Suyun and Mrs. Jin left, Cao Bamei came to the pot table.

"I ate two big bowls at night, why did I get hungry again so quickly?" she asked.

Yang Ruoqing pursed her lips and smiled: "I must have brought it to my uncle, because I was afraid he would be hungry."

Cao Bamei's brows suddenly wrinkled.

"Then I won't help you anymore. The thought of feeding it to him makes me want to spit in it," she said angrily.

Yang Ruoqing smiled: "Spitting is not good. We are civilized people and don't do those disgusting things."

"Qing'er, you..."

"My uncle is injured. Of course we have to add some ingredients to his food and make up for it!" Yang Ruoqing continued.

Cao Bamei suddenly understood and then smiled.

"That's right, we have to give him some good patching up," she said.

Then asked Yang Ruoqing: "What ingredients should we add to it?"

Yang Ruoqing said: "Of course it's Croton!"

"Okay, let him eat until he has vomiting and diarrhea!"

Cao Bamei said.

…

Soon, Lao Yangtou returned to his old house with a hot bowl of delicious food in his hands.

Looking at his back as he walked away, Cao Bamei couldn't help but feel a little uneasy.

"Could it really be me who eats it? Then let's just..."

"Haha, don't worry!"

Yang Ruoqing put her arms around Cao Bamei's shoulders, "I know my father too well. This is his routine. You see, you will hear the good news about my uncle tomorrow."

Cao Bamei nodded.

The two of them were about to go back to the kitchen to wash the pot that had been used to heat the dishes.

At this time, Luo Fengtang came over.

Cao Bamei said: "Tang Yazi must be here to see you. You go and talk while I wash the pot."

Yang Ruoqing said: "Well, it's all your fault."

She quickly ran towards Luo Fengtang.

"What's going on?" she asked with bright eyes.

Luo Fengtang said: "I was just worried about my mother, so I went back to see her. When I came back, Risong was no longer in the main room that day."

"Ah?" Yang Ruoqing was stunned.

"Did he go to the toilet?" she asked.

Luo Fengtang said: "I went to the toilet to look for him, but he wasn't there."

"I asked my father-in-law and they said that Risong returned to our yard that day."

"I ran back to the yard again, but I still didn't see him," he said.

Yang Ruoqing thought for a moment and said, "I know where he probably went. Come on, let's go find him!"

The two people ran out of the yard, and Yang Ruoqing went straight towards the Earth Temple at the south end of the village.

Luo Fengtang followed closely behind her, and he couldn't help but ask questions about his surprise on the way.

"I suspect that Risong and Yang Ruolan were hooking up that day." Yang Ruoqing said as she rushed over there.

Luo Fengtang was startled: "Could it be that the pure seal from last time..."

"It's very possible," she said.

So he told Luo Fengtang what he had seen in the pavilion earlier.

Luo Fengtang was stunned.

"What tricks are they doing?" He wondered.

"If they are really in love and the man is in love with the concubine, then it will be fair and aboveboard."

"It's so sneaky and makes it look like an affair. If someone hits you, it will be bad for everyone!" he said.

Yang Ruoqing sneered: "She's used to people like my cousin Lan'er being shady. She's not used to being upright."

"Besides, if she really gets involved with Na Risong, she won't be able to wipe out that face."

"That Risong is from a well-established family. If you stick to her, aren't you rushing to be someone's concubine? Everyone in the village despises her!" Yang Ruoqing said.

Luo Fengtang nodded and agreed with Yang Ruoqing's statement.

In his opinion, he knew that the other party had a wife, but he still wanted to interfere with it.

They all destroy other people's marital relationships.

"To use Qing'er's words, your cousin just wants to be a mistress, which is not good!" he said solemnly.
Chapter completed!