In the main room, Mrs. Liu looked at Yang Huazhong who was running away and gritted his teeth in anger.

"The world is as dark as crows, and the men of the old Yang family all have the same virtues, bad!" Mrs. Liu said.

Sun said: "Fourth brother and sister, if you are dissatisfied with the fourth child, you can't overturn a boat full of people with one bamboo pole. I think my father Qing'er is not a bad guy!"

Ms. Liu curled her lips and wiped away her tears and snot. When she saw Yang Ruoqing walking over, Ms. Liu seemed to have completely forgotten what happened with Yang Ruoqing yesterday.

She then looked at Yang Ruoqing anxiously, as if she had met her mother-in-law, "Qing'er, please help the fourth aunt, the fourth aunt was tricked by that vixen Xiaojuan again!"

Yang Ruoqing said: "I heard it just now when I came in. There is nothing wrong with what my father said. It is a good thing that Xiaojuan is pregnant with my fourth uncle's child."

"What?" Ms. Liu was surprised, "You even spoke for that vixen? If Tang Yazi brought a vixen back from outside and was pregnant with a child, would you still say such things?"

Yang Ruoqing curled her lips, "This assumption of yours is impossible to establish, because it is absolutely impossible for Tang Yazi to do that kind of thing,"

Mrs. Liu sneered, "Don't be too reassured about Tang Yazi. Men are just like that cat, there is no way they can't steal something."

"Take me and your fourth uncle as an example. We have been living together during this period. He even took a nap to get pregnant by that vixen Xiaojuan."

Yang Ruoqing said: "From a woman's point of view, Fourth Aunt, I can understand your mood, but you can't slander my Tang Yazi just because you are unhappy. This is really meaningless."

"Secondly, these matters are, to put it bluntly, the household affairs of your four bedrooms. You can just digest them internally. There is no need to bring them over to us."

"You asked us to provide you with justice. What kind of justice can we provide? The palms of your hands are meat, and the backs of your hands are also meat. Could it be that you want my father to lead the whole village to tie up Xiaojuan and put her in your belly?

Did your child die?"

"That's impossible. Don't even think about it. Just go home and live your life as you should!"

…

In the school.

"How's it going? Did the thief come last night?" Yang Ruoqing came to the school, found Damo, and asked.

Damo said: "It's strange to say that he didn't come last night."

Yang Ruoqing said: "There's no rush, let's wait slowly."

Then she went to the kitchen again, and then observed the students eating breakfast.

The main thing is to look at Bingbing. Today, Bingbing, after taking his own porridge and steamed buns, did not go to the courtyard wall anymore, but went back to the classroom to eat.

Most of the students have returned to the classroom. Outside, there are still students in twos and threes gathering together to eat by the flower beds in the courtyard and by the steps.

"It seems that Qing'er's method worked. No matter how much these parents want to take advantage, they are reluctant to take up their children's food rations." In the kitchen, Dayun said with great satisfaction.

"Look, these children are all immersed in eating themselves, and no one will come to get it a second time," she added.

Yang Ruoqing also nodded with satisfaction, "What I want to do is to keep the students in the school well fed. As for the rest, I have limited abilities and can't control that much."

At this moment, Yang Ruoqing's true words were like this, but there was one thing she ignored.

That is, after school was over in the evening, the three girls returned home.

"Where are the things?" Liu asked.

The third girl shook her head, "The school doesn't allow you to take it a second time, so I don't dare to take it."

Mrs. Liu slapped the third girl on the forehead, "You heartless girl, if I didn't go outside the courtyard wall to meet you, wouldn't you know how to hide the steamed buns in your schoolbag and bring them back? You are so stupid!"

"

"Remember to hide the steamed buns in your schoolbag and bring them back tomorrow, do you hear me? Otherwise, don't enter the house!"

At the same time, Zhou Sheng's family was on the other side of the village.

Fengzhi looked at the two steamed buns that Bingbing took out from his schoolbag and smiled happily.

"You are really a good son of your mother. You know how to hide it in your schoolbag and bring it back to honor your mother. Your mother's love for you is not in vain."

Fengzhi took the steamed bun and took a bite.

"Pooh!"

"Bah, bah, bah!"

She quickly vomited on the ground beside her. After vomiting, she grabbed the herbal tea on the table and took several sips.

"Mom, what's wrong with you?" Bingbing asked in confusion.

Fengzhi said: "The buns are too chewy."

"It's getting hot today. Bingbing hid the steamed buns in his schoolbag and covered them all day long so he wouldn't get sick!" Zhou Sheng came back from outside. His trousers were down to his knees, and his exposed legs were covered in mud.

"Where did you come from? Why do you look like this?" Fengzhi asked.

Zhou Sheng said: "Today, I and a few of them went to dig lotus root whips in a lake ten miles away, and also picked some lotus pods. You see."

Zhou Sheng took out a small sack hidden behind his back, and the bag was really bulging with stuff.

Fengzhi was overjoyed when she saw it. She quickly stood up, took the bag, opened it and looked inside.

"Oh, this is at least three or four kilograms of lotus root whip, right? It's so good, I can eat it for two days," she said.

Zhou Sheng said: "This thing is a parallel import. Remember to get some cold well water to soak it in, otherwise it will be broken overnight."

"Okay, okay, I'll go get it right now. I'll fry up a bowl for you tonight." Fengzhi said excitedly, picked up the bag and walked towards the door, but was stopped by Zhou Sheng again.

"Fengzhi, from tomorrow onwards, don't let me Bingbing bring steamed buns back from school. When he brought them back, he ate two less. I'm afraid the child won't grow up well." Zhou Sheng and Fengzhi said.

Discussed.

Fengzhi's face immediately darkened, "He can just eat a bowl of porridge in the morning at school, and he can still be full at lunch! Those two steamed buns are saved, don't waste them!"

Zhou Sheng pointed to the two steamed buns on the table, "But look, the weather is hot right now. Even if you bring them back, these two steamed buns are spoiled and cannot be eaten!"

Fengzhi raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "We can't eat it, but those chickens we raise in the backyard can eat it."

"I break it into pieces and feed them to them, and they can lay eggs and grow fat. How great is that!" Fengzhi said.

Zhou Sheng looked helpless. He raised his hand and stroked Bingbing's head, and said to Fengzhi: "But I always feel that this is unreasonable. Qing'er even told us the new rules in school. It's like they are helping us raise them in vain."

Son, we provide two meals a day, and yet we let our son do such a petty theft, and it was found out that it was unethical..."

Fengzhi came over, raised his finger and poked Zhou Sheng's forehead hard.

"You stupid idiot, what do you know?" Fengzhi said.

"Yang Ruoqing is rich and has food. She can't eat enough with just these two buns every day!"

"Besides, these two steamed buns were originally the rations given to Bingbing. Now that they are given, it is up to Bingbing how he plans to distribute the rations. It has nothing to do with Yang Ruoqing.

thing!"

"But……"

"Nothing good to say!"

As soon as Zhou Sheng opened his mouth, it was cut off by Feng Zhi.
Chapter completed!