Several women nodded one after another: "I just finished eating, come here and wash these clothes and vegetables."

Sun smiled, turned around and said to Yang Huazhong: "In that case, you should go quickly. I'm afraid Yongjin will leave later."

Yang Huazhong responded and hurried to Yang Yongjin's house. He and Cao Bamei circled a piece of land next to Yang Huazhou's house and built a brand new courtyard with a vegetable garden in the yard. Cao Bamei concentrated on raising her three children at home.

He takes care of the vegetable garden and raises some chickens, ducks and geese, while Yongjin stays in the county town and concentrates on running the restaurant. He comes back during the holidays and usually takes two or three days every month to visit his wife and children.

They brought some food from the county town to ease their appetite.

When you walk outside the yard, you can hear the laughter of the children inside, and the squawking of the big white geese stretching their necks to chase and play all over the yard.

When Yang Huazhong walked into the yard, the family of five was eating under the sweet-scented osmanthus tree in the yard.

There are five stools beside the small square table. Yang Yongjin and his daughter sit on one side each, and Cao Bamei and her son sit together. Because the son is only more than two years old and is not good at eating by himself, 30% of the food in a small wooden bowl often goes into his mouth.

, 20% stuck to the chin and clothes on the table, and 50% fell to the floor.

Therefore, the chickens, ducks and dogs in the family like to surround the boy when eating. The bolder chickens even dare to peck at the rice grains on his clothes.

One time, I pecked his (here comes with a mosaic), and cried so hard that it frightened Cao Bamei. She finally gave birth to a son for Yang Yongjin to continue the family line. If it was pecked by a chicken and turned out to be fake, how should she explain it?

He will be a sinner for eight lifetimes.

So now when eating, she had to pull the third boy next to her, take a bite and then put a big spoon in his mouth.

On the dining table was the farmer's rich breakfast, including porridge, steamed buns, pickles, and vegetables. There were eggs, ducks, and goose eggs piled together in a large open black pottery bowl. There were seven or eight of them by visual inspection.

Yang Yongjin peeled two goose eggs and put them into the bowls of the two girls respectively. When he turned around and saw Yang Huazhong coming, Yang Yongjin hurriedly put down his chopsticks and stood up to say hello.

Cao Bamei and several children also greeted Yang Huazhong one after another.

Cao Bamei couldn't take off the third boy's bowl in her hand, so she told sister Xiuxiu: "Xiuxiu go to the main room to get a stool for your third grandfather, and Xiaoxiu goes to the kitchen to get a pair of bowls and chopsticks."

"Eh!"

The two girls responded, swinging their braids like two butterflies and running in two different directions.

Yang Huazhong said to Yang Yongjin and Cao Bamei: "You eat your food, but I won't. Your third aunt has cooked breakfast and is waiting for me at home. Quickly ask the children to come back for dinner and stop working!"

Cao Bamei said: "They are not in a hurry. Third uncle, please sit down and eat a goose egg. It was laid by the old goose at home!"

Yang Yongjin also advised Yang Huazhong to sit down.

Yang Huazhong leaned over and pinched his grandnephew's cheek, stood up and said to the couple, "I really don't want to eat. I just came here to talk to you about something. How about this, I'll talk to Yongjin alone first."

Yang Yongjin and Cao Bamei looked at each other and understood that what Yang Huazhong wanted to say must not be said in front of the children.

Yang Yongjin said: "Eight sisters, please take the children to eat first. I'm full. Third uncle and I will go into the house to talk!"

Cao Bamei nodded and watched her uncle and nephew go to the main room.

Just when he passed by Xiuxiu, Yang Huazhong took the stool down and said with a smile: "Grandpa San and your father are going into the house to talk. I will bring the stool in to sit on."

Xiu Xiu was a little confused.

Yang Yongjin touched the eldest daughter's head: "Listen to your Third Grandpa, go and eat quickly."

Cao Bamei sat down to eat with her three children again, but she was a little absent-minded. She glanced at the main room from time to time, and countless speculations ran through her mind.

After finally finishing breakfast, the three boys couldn't bear it and wanted to run out to play. Cao Bamei quickly ordered Sister Xiuxiu to follow them and sent the three children away. Cao Bamei had no intention to clean up the dishes and chopsticks, and just put her hands on the apron around her waist.

After wiping it a few times, I quickly came to the main room.

In the main room, Yang Huazhong seemed to have finished speaking. He was sitting there drinking tea with a faint smile on his face.

Yang Yongjin sat aside, his whole face glowing with confusion and surprise in his eyes. When he saw Cao Bamei coming in, he quickly waved to her: "You came just in time. The news that Third Uncle brought to us is really beyond me."

I didn’t expect it to happen so quickly!”

"What happened so quickly?" Cao Bamei was stunned for a moment, confused.

Yang Huazhong looked at her with a smile and said nothing.

Yang Yongjin took a look outside and asked, "Where are the children?"

"I sent them all away," Cao Bamei said.

Yang Yongjin stood up and rushed to Cao Bamei in three steps. He couldn't hold back his excitement and said: "We Xiuxiu, we Xiuxiu have been chosen by someone, they are quite good people. Now I have asked my third uncle to come over and check our profile."

!”

"Ah? Xiuxiu? Proposed marriage?" Cao Bamei's shock overshadowed her joy.

"That's right, our Xiuxiu is only fourteen years old. I can't let her get married before she is sixteen or seventeen years old!" Cao Bamei said nervously.

Although looking at her daughter's thin and flat body and unremarkable facial features, she, an old mother, was worried about her marriage in advance, especially when she thought about the elders in the family who had been harassed by various people since San Yatou and Mianmian were twelve or thirteen years old.

Matchmakers and acquaintances on the road talked about it. After they were fourteen years old and had hairpins, they became more and more like two lovers. However, no one came to ask about their own daughter and hairpins for more than half a year. Every time Cao Bamei mentioned this to Yang Yongjin, the couple felt worried.

urgent.

But when she really had an idea, Cao Bamei was suddenly unhappy again. She couldn't explain how she felt. She suddenly resisted this kind of topic. She felt that the daughter she had worked so hard to raise was coveted by thieves like a treasure.

, about to be stolen or even snatched away!

"You haven't heard whose family it is yet, and you haven't even written the horoscope yet, so why are you so nervous?" Yang Yongjin was in a good mood. He laughed and pulled Cao Bamei over to sit down at the table.

Cao Bamei left Yang Yongjin and stretched her neck to inquire directly from Yang Huazhong for details of the matter.

Yang Huazhong put down the dry tobacco pole in his hand and told Cao Bamei everything about his previous encounter with Li Jia.

"...The boy's name is Li Wei. He is Li Jia's nephew. He has been to our house several times. The old lady also came over for her birthday party yesterday. It was arranged at the Jiang family's table. I wonder if you have any impressions."

Cao Bamei tried hard to think back. Yesterday, she was mainly busy with the kitchen in the backyard. Yang Yongjin and the others were doing the errands such as serving food to the table, so she didn't have much contact with the guests in the front yard.
Chapter completed!