"Oh my god, how could it be me!"

The result of the lottery came out quickly, and it was Yang Ruoqing.

Seeing Yang Ruoqing holding her chest and feet together, Xiaohua and Xiaoduo both giggled. Even Feng'er, who was eating dumplings with a spoon next to him, couldn't help laughing when he saw his aunt like this.

He smiled so much that the contents of his mouth and drool dripped out. Fortunately, he had a handkerchief wrapped around his neck, otherwise the little coat he had just changed would have been dirty again.

Seeing Feng'er smiling, Yang Ruoqing deliberately made herself more exaggerated, and Feng'er smiled even more cheerfully.

Xiao Hua said: "Sister, if you really don't want to go, just let me go."

Yang Ruoqing said: "It's okay, I'll go as soon as I can. If you want to gamble, you have to admit defeat. Besides, I just deliberately made Feng'er happy."

Xiaohua suddenly understood, then nodded slightly, took out the handkerchief and turned around to wipe it with Feng'er.

Yang Ruoqing came to the pot table, picked up one of the large bowls filled with dumplings, and covered it with another empty bowl to prevent the wind from blowing cold.

"Mom, my grandparents should be starting dinner at this time. I'll send it over now. You guys can eat it first when the next pot of dumplings is ready."

After saying this, Yang Ruoqing quickly walked out of the kitchen.

Old Yang's old house.

This month, Mr. Yangtou and Mr. Tan are staying with the fifth house.

Bao Suyun delivers three meals to the old house every day, rain or shine.

When Yang Ruoqing brought the dumplings into the east room, she happened to catch up with Bao Suyun placing bowls of lunch meals on the table in front of Old Yangtou and Tan.

Yang Ruoqing took a look and saw that there were fried tofu, which Mr. Tan loved, and pig's trotters stewed with soybeans, which Old Yangtou loved. In addition to white rice, there were also a few pieces of cured fish and pickled cucumber strips as side dishes.

Yang Ruoqing couldn't help but drool a little when she saw it. The fifth aunt's cooking skills are not bad!

A few simple ingredients can be made into appetizing meals by her hands.

"It smells so good. I can eat three bowls of rice with this dish!" Yang Ruoqing entered the east room with a smile.

Bao Suyun laid out the food and was about to leave. When she turned around and saw Yang Ruoqing coming in, she was surprised.

"Qing'er, why are you here?" she asked.

Yang Ruoqing raised the bowl in her hand and said, "My mother made dumplings and sent me to bring a bowl to my grandma."

Bao Suyun smiled and nodded, stepping aside.

Old Yangtou and Mr. Tan also turned towards Yang Ruoqing. Yang Ruoqing went straight to the table and put the dumplings on the dishes.

"Pork belly, wild mountain mushrooms, green vegetables and vermicelli stuffed dumplings, a great addition for grandma!"

After saying that, she picked one and put it in the bowl in front of Tan.

Mrs. Tan took a bite and nodded: "Your mother is really good at making dumplings!"

After being praised by Mrs. Tan, Yang Ruoqing smiled happily and her eyes fell on Old Yangtou again.

The old man was not in a hurry to eat, but sat there and leisurely smoked the last puff of cigarette out of the cigarette rod, and then said: "Your mother, if you are serious, you can eat in any new way without leaving me and you behind."

Milk."

Yang Ruoqing smiled and said: "My mother, like my fifth aunt, is always thinking about my grandparents!"

Hearing that Yang Ruoqing had brought him in, Bao Suyun smiled gratefully at Yang Ruoqing.

Yang Ruoqing also winked playfully at Bao Suyun.

"Master, milk, you eat slowly, I'll go back first, and I'll pick up the bowls and chopsticks later." Yang Ruoqing said again.

Bao Suyun also said quickly: "Then I'll go back too, please take it easy."

Old Yang nodded: "You can go and do your own business!"

After leaving the east room, Bao Suyun and Yang Ruoqing tacitly walked toward the backyard and did not pass through the front yard to avoid meeting Liao Meiying and Li Xiuxin.

"I haven't met your fourth aunt this time. It's strange. Some time ago, she stood here and looked at me every day when I brought food. She wanted to see what kind of food I brought. Today she is not here."

Entering the alley from the side door of the backyard, Bao Suyun and Yang Ruoqing walked together.

Yang Ruoqing curled her lips, "I probably went to hang out in the big room in the front yard."

In the big room in the front yard, wives and concubines live under the same roof. Friction and conflicts may escalate anytime and anywhere. Therefore, the fourth aunt probably has to stay there around the clock, like a paparazzi, catching any slightest sign of trouble.

Bao Suyun smiled and instantly understood the meaning of Yang Ruoqing's words.

"Qing'er, you don't have to come here to get those two bowls later. When I come over to deliver food at night, I can just take them back for you." Bao Suyun said again.

Yang Ruoqing smiled happily and said: "Okay, I'll ask Aunt Wu to help me get it back by the way. By the way, when I sent dumplings to my grandma earlier, Xiaohua also sent dumplings to you. Mianmian is at home, right?"

Bao Suyun knew that Mrs. Sun had made dumplings and would definitely send them to her family.

really.

"Your mother is so determined. She always thinks about me when she eats. Mianmian is at home. She was telling me a few days ago that she wanted to eat dumplings, but I never had time to make them. Today I am going to have a good meal." Bao Suyun said.

Yang Ruoqing said: "It's best if Mianmian likes to eat. If she doesn't like it later, ask her to come over and get it again. We've made several kilograms of flour dumplings today!"

at night.

In the evening, Yang Yongxian saw off the last group of students, quickly packed up his things and headed down the mountain towards his home.

On the way down the mountain, I saw wild chrysanthemums on the roadside. I remembered that after lingering in bed last night, Li Xiuxin leaned in his arms and exhaled like a orchid.

He also told him that he wanted to pick some flowers and plants to decorate the house. These chrysanthemums were just right. They were golden and really beautiful.

So Yang Yongxian stopped, picked a bunch of chrysanthemums in his hand, walked a few steps and suddenly stopped again.

It was not good just to pick Li Xiu's heart. Even though Liao Meiying didn't ask for it, the bowl of water had to be leveled, so he picked another bunch and then hurried towards the village.

When we arrived at the door of the house, it was getting dark, smoke was rising from the chimney, and the lights in the house were shining out.

Yang Yongxian's heart felt warm and his feet quickened.

After entering the main room, he glanced at the room on the left. It was locked. It was obvious that Mei Ying was not in the room.

In the house on the right, the door is ajar.

Are they both cooking in the kitchen? They seem to be in harmony!

Yang Yongxian went straight to the kitchen. In the kitchen, it was very smoky. Liao Meiying was cooking. Under the stove, Jin was stuffing firewood. Fu'er was nestling next to Jin, holding a roasting pan.

I was eating sweet potatoes, and my face was covered with paste.

Yang Yongxian's eyebrows wrinkled imperceptibly. He always cared about neatness and appearance, so he was about to take out the handkerchief subconsciously. At this time, someone moved first.

This is Liao Meiying.
Chapter completed!