Yang Huazhong frowned and shook his head: "Everyone has a different opinion. They are all... let's eat first, and then think about it in the afternoon."

Ms. Liu nodded repeatedly, "Yes, yes, eat first. Only when you are full can you have the strength to think about a solution."

Mrs. Sun came over, took the coat that Yang Huazhong had taken off from Yang Huazhong's arms and held it in his hand. She smiled softly and said, "I haven't eaten for two meals. Go home quickly. The food is all cooked. Wen Zai

It’s in the pot.”

Yang Huazhong nodded.

Here, Yang Huaming glanced at Mrs. Liu: "Have you cooked the food?"

Mrs. Liu was startled for a moment, then shook her head: "Not yet, I originally planned to come out to see when you would go home. Otherwise, if you don't come back after the meal is cooked, wouldn't it mean that you are out of the cold?"

Yang Huaming's face fell, "Go and ask those women earlier, which one didn't come over to check on the men at home after the cooking was done? You are the only one who came here seriously to join in the fun. It's already noon. I'm starving to death and you haven't."

What's the point of cooking?"

Ms. Liu apologized and smiled.

Sun said to Yang Huaming: "Fourth, I beat your rice, so go to my house and have a bite. You guys have been driving a carriage all night and you haven't eaten breakfast yet. You must be starving."

Yang Huaming shook his head, "No, it seems that the insect plague cannot be avoided. By then, everyone will have no harvest. Third brother, your family has the most fields, and your family will suffer the most losses by then. I won't eat from your family. Save the money."

Food for mouth..."

Yang Huazhong raised his hand and patted Yang Huaming on the shoulder, "As for saying such serious things? We brothers, if the third brother has a mouthful of food, you will starve to death, so don't say anything and come in!"

Yang Huazhong held Yang Huaming's shoulders and walked toward his yard, followed closely by Yang Ruoqing and Sun.

Yang Ruoqing took two steps, suddenly stopped, and turned to look at Mrs. Liu who was following behind her.

"Fourth Aunt, where are you going?" Yang Ruoqing asked.

Mrs. Liu was walking too fast with her head buried, and didn't pay attention to Yang Ruoqing's sudden stop, almost hitting her.

Ms. Liu quickly took a step back, raised her head, and grinned: "Well, since Sister-in-law has cooked our rice and all the rice has been beaten, I will save some effort at noon and make do with it.

Come on."

What?

Yang Ruoqing raised her eyebrows and smiled.

Before Yang Ruoqing could say anything, Yang Huaming turned around and said, "Do you still want shame? Hurry up and go home to cook. You only care about yourself. The children are still hungry!"

Mrs. Liu smiled apologetically and said to Yang Huaming: "The children are fine. A few hungry meals won't be a problem..."

"You're talking nonsense!" Yang Huaming yelled directly.

If this woman said she would bring the children over now, or if she said she would bring a bowl for the children after eating...

Yang Huaming felt that he would not be as angry as he is now.

"If the Great Famine is really coming, the first one in the world to snatch food from your children will most likely be you, Mrs. Liu!" Yang Huaming pointed at Mrs. Liu's nose and said angrily.

"Get the fuck out of here right now. If I see you again, I'll give you a good beating!" he said.

Ms. Liu was also annoyed. She put her hands on her hips and scolded Yang Huaming this time: "You are also selfish. You only care about your own popular food. If the famine really comes, you will most likely abandon us girls and run away by yourself."

!”

"Oh, I made a mistake. There was no famine in the past two years. I just went to Yuncheng to see my bride."

"You were clinging to that bastard Yang Wenxuan. You were about to get rich, so you immediately abandoned us girls and led that vixen Xiaojuan to have a happy time."

"Well, retribution will come later..."

"Snapped!"

A heavy slap hit Mrs. Liu on the face, knocking her to the ground.

Mrs. Liu covered her face and sat on the ground crying.

"You damn god, you only know how to hit me. You have no conscience..."

Mrs. Liu was like an ignorant child, crying, kicking her legs, and slapping her hands on the ground vigorously.

"You can eat delicious food by yourself, no matter whether I live or die, I can't live this life, wuwuwu..."

Yang Huaming was upset by crying, and Yang Huazhong and Sun were also covered in black marks.

Yang Ruoqing watched with great interest.

After all, Mrs. Sun couldn't help it and said: "Fourth brother and sister, please stop crying and get up. You can go and bring the children over and come to my house for dinner."

Yang Ruoqing said: "Mom, did you hit that many meters?"

Mrs. Sun smiled sheepishly and said, "I didn't beat enough rice. If everyone is not full later, let's steam two more pounds of salty noodles."

Yang Huaming said: "Sister-in-law, no need, it's always troublesome."

"I won't go to your house to eat either. Next time I go, I have to get this bitch back, otherwise she will be embarrassed."

As Yang Huaming spoke, he leaned down, pulled Mrs. Liu up from the ground, and walked quickly towards the village.

Mrs. Liu kicked and hit Yang Huaming hard, shouting: "Let me go!"

Yang Huaming ignored Mrs. Liu at all and continued walking forward with a livid face.

Here, Mrs. Sun was anxious and wanted to go up to persuade her, but Yang Ruoqing held her back.

"Mom, just follow my fourth uncle, he has his own plans." Yang Ruoqing said.

Sun was stunned and looked at Yang Huazhong with questioning eyes.

Yang Huazhong sighed and said: "Let them go, let's go have dinner!"

Mrs. Sun cooked white rice and put a few pieces of sweet potato on top of the rice.

The rice flower fish caught yesterday was fried until golden on both sides. It was braised with onions, ginger, garlic and chili peppers and the soup was collected. It was placed on a fish-shaped plate with blue flowers on a white background. It was really tempting.

On the side, there are scrambled eggs with chili foam, cold cucumbers, braised tofu, stir-fried eggplant strips with bean pods, and a bowl of shredded pork with minced pork.

Yang Huazhong glanced at the food on the table, smiled and said: "These meals are really tempting. If it were normal times, I would have three bowls of rice, but now, hey..."

"What? Don't you dare to eat enough now?" asked Sun, while delivering chopsticks and crispy white rice to Yang Huazhong.

"I didn't originally plan to cook so many dishes. I know what kind of character you are. If the insect plague is coming, you will probably be reluctant to eat it."

Mrs. Sun continued, "But your daughter told me to cook so many dishes, and she also said she wouldn't let us eat wild vegetables or drink porridge."

Hearing this, Yang Huazhong looked at Yang Ruoqing.

"Qing'er, I'm worried that we will rest on our laurels this season. I keep all the rice in the warehouse at home to supply the restaurant..."

"Dad, don't worry, this rice is enough for us, no matter if it's for a restaurant or a meal at home." Yang Ruoqing said.

Yang Huazhong was puzzled.
Chapter completed!