"Fortunately, my parents have never asked me for anything, so I can go into battle more lightly without any pressure, hehe..."

After hearing Yang Ruoqing's words, Mrs. Sun's loving eyes fell on her.

"You said there was no pressure, but you kept all the pressure in your heart. Are you really a mother-in-law?" the woman said.

Yang Ruoqing stuck out her tongue.

"Okay, okay, let's not talk about this topic. Mom, if we wait for a while, my mother-in-law and others will come over later, and our rice hasn't even been cooked yet!" Yang Ruoqing urged.

Mrs. Sun suddenly came to her senses, "Oh, I was so busy talking that I forgot about the important matter of cooking."

"Let's go and cook quickly."

The mother and daughter hurried to the backyard and started working on dinner.

You don’t want to eat too greasy dinner at night. From a health perspective, it’s better to have a light meal at night.

So, the mother and daughter thought about it, and Sun was responsible for the fire in the stove, while Yang Ruoqing handed over the pot top.

"Mom, how about we eat some porridge and side dishes and some whole grain pancakes tonight?" she suggested.

Mrs. Sun nodded: "That's what you say!"

So, Yang Ruoqing began to take action.

Add red beans, peanuts, and candied dates to the millet, and start cooking eight-treasure porridge.

Wheat flour, corn flour, honey, and eggs are put in place.

The pickle and egg pancakes are chewy, and the corn buns are soft and sweet.

In addition, there are cold dried honey sauce, crispy caramelized peanuts, sour and crispy pickled cucumbers, stir-fried mustard mustard with lean pork foam, and a plate of green vegetables...

When night completely enveloped the surroundings, in the dining hall, a few candles illuminated the place as if it were daytime.

Tuoba Xian and the others all came over, and they all gathered around the table in the dining hall, eating their favorite delicacies.

The so-called eating without talking or sleeping without talking is for those wealthy families who pay attention to rules.

In this farmer's house, it is almost impossible for them not to talk while eating.

The family works separately during the day and gathers together during meals.

Enjoying delicious food and chatting at the same time, this is a moment when family ties are brewing and sublimating.

Even among neighbors, during the day, they most like to carry their own rice bowls to the foot of the courtyard wall, grab the food and cook at the same time.

This is also a way of life, a more down-to-earth lifestyle.

No matter what kind of lifestyle there is, there is no absolute right or relative wrong.

Just see if it suits you.

While everyone at Yang Huazhong's house was enjoying the joy of food and family affectionately around the table, a quarrel was breaking out in the fourth room of the old house.

Old house.

In the east room.

Lao Yangtou and Mr. Tan ate dinner face to face.

This month, the old couple is living with the eldest family. The food for this night was cooked by Jin and brought to the house.

There were two bowls of noodles, and the old couple ate them face to face, both in silence.

Because the quarrels coming from the west room opposite were coming continuously.

Most of them were Yang Huaming's scoldings, mixed with Liu's weak defense.

In the end, it was Liu's cry and Kang Xiaozi's cry.

I don't know if it's because Jin's cooking skills are too poor and the noodles he cooked are not to Old Yangtou's taste, or because the argument is just boring.

Lao Yangtou put down the chopsticks in his hand and frowned.

"We are quarreling now, the adults are arguing, the children are crying, and the whole house is uneasy. It's really outrageous." He said.

Mrs. Tan plucked the noodles in the bowl, snorted and said: "Ms. Liu deserves it. Who told her to have a long mouth? She didn't listen to the whole story, so she went outside to mess around."

"This is because the fourth child has a good temper. A few scoldings and a couple of slaps will make it over."

"If it were another hot-tempered man, I'd just kick him away, you're a tongue-tied woman!"

Mrs. Tan said, shook her head, and then pulled the noodles in the bowl.

This clear soup noodles is very suitable for Tan's taste.

Amid the cries and curses from the other side, the old lady ate all the noodles in the bowl in one go, not even a drop of the soup left.

"Well, the eldest daughter-in-law's noodle cooking skills have really improved."

Mrs. Tan burped with satisfaction and said.

Old Yang glanced at Tan's bottomed bowl and saw a long black hair stuck to the bottom of the bowl.

Old Yang glanced at Tan's head again. His gray hair was neatly combed.

No need to guess, it belongs to the boss’s wife.

This eldest daughter-in-law has been frizzy and slovenly all her life.

Fortunately, the old woman is now blind, so she can eat so happily.

Otherwise, the fourth couple opposite would not be the only ones quarreling tonight.

Looking at Mr. Tan's satisfied expression, Old Yangtou suddenly felt that sometimes being blind was a blessing.

"Hey, old lady, sometimes I envy you when I see my grandchildren here doing this and that." Old Yangtou said.

Mrs. Tan was startled for a moment, then smiled.

"I am a blind old woman. I am so pitiful. What should I envy?" she said.

Lao Yangtou said: "Out of sight, out of mind."

Tan curled his lips and said, "When you are really blind, you won't say that."

After saying these words, she fumbled for the crutches placed beside her, stood up, and walked towards the door of the east room.

"Where are you going?" Old Yangtou asked Tan.

Tan said: "Go to the West Room."

"What are you doing in the West House?" Old Yangtou asked again.

Ms. Tan said without looking back: "I'll go over and say a few words. It's almost time to go to sleep. It's so noisy that I can't sleep."

Old Yangtou stood up and said, "You can't see, so I'd better go!"

Tan smiled: "My days are also nights, and my nights are also nights."

"When it comes to seeing things at night, you're really not good at it. I'm going to save you!"

After saying these words, Mrs. Tan took the lead to leave the house.

Old Yangtou also stood up immediately: "I want to go together, old lady, why don't you just wait for me!"

In the west room.

On a table were some dark, indiscernible dishes.

Ju'er, the three girls were sitting there with their heads buried in the air.

Kang Xiaozi sat aside, crying with a grin on his face. The small bowl in front of him was knocked over, and tears and runny nose were all hanging on his chin.

No one took care of him, because Yang Huaming was over the bed, pointing at Mrs. Liu's nose and scolding him.

Mrs. Liu sat on the edge of the bed, covering her face with her hands and crying.

Yang Huaming scolded Mr. Liu to the effect that he was too talkative and arrogant. He went out to talk nonsense without understanding the situation, and discredited the old Yang family...

"Okay, okay, I've been scolding you all night, and that's about it!"

At the same time that Lao Yangtou's voice entered the house, his and Tan's figures also appeared at the door of the house simultaneously.

Yang Huaming turned around and looked surprised.
Chapter completed!