"Then... how much does such a plate of beans cost?" Sister Shuanzi picked up a string of beans with her chopsticks, held it up and asked again.

Ju'er thought for a moment and reported a number.

Sister Shuanzi shook her hand and the string bean fell onto the table.

She quickly picked it up and stuffed it into her mouth, "Oh my God, this is too expensive. It's almost as much as the price of pork. We can't waste this."

Ju'er pursed her lips and smiled again, turning to look at Yang Huamei.

Yang Huamei looked like she had an appetite, and the delicacies in front of her seemed not attractive at all in her eyes.

Although people are sitting at the table, Hun'er is probably still staying at Baimeizhai.

Ju'er sighed silently, her aunt suffered a big blow, and she might not be able to get out for a while.

It's pitiful, but when I look back and think about it carefully, I realize that although Dabai is hateful, my aunt also has a responsibility that she cannot shirk.

For so many years in the past, when most of the people around her tried to persuade her, overtly or covertly, not to dote on her children so much, to teach her when she needed to be taught, and to be strict when she needed to be strict, her aunt didn't take it seriously and just thought that everyone in the world

They are all too narrow-minded to notice the difference between her two sons.

The words on my lips every day are, ‘Boys are just so naughty.’ ‘My Dabai is extremely smart, he can say all kinds of tricky things, and he is full of evil thoughts...’

So far, is it considered that I have shot myself in the foot?

Yang Huamei put down her chopsticks after taking two bites of the meal. Sister Shuanzi had a good appetite and ate up the rest of the meal.

Touching her round belly, she gave a series of satisfying burps and sighed: "Ju'er, luckily I met you and gave us a full meal. After eating, most of the anger disappeared, and some

I have enough strength to walk home."

Ju'er smiled and turned her gaze to Yang Huamei again, her eyes full of worry.

"Auntie, are you feeling well right now? If there's anything you don't like, don't hide it. I'll ask a doctor to take a look at you?"

Yang Huamei shook her head and looked at Ju'er with gratitude and relief: "Ju'er, don't worry, my aunt is fine. She was angry before, but she's healed now."

"After delaying you for so long, it's time for us to return to the village. You can go about your business. When you have time, go back to the village and have a look."

Although Yang Huamei insisted that she was fine and could run and walk, Ju'er still insisted on letting Chen Biao get a carriage to take the two of them out of the south gate of the town.

Along the way, Yang Huamei was polite to Chen Biao, asking him to just send him out and not back to the village.

But Chen Biao got Ju'er's explanation and insisted on sending the two of them to the entrance of the village.

After getting off the carriage, the two thanked Chen Biao again and invited him to drink tea at Lao Wang's house. Chen Biao found a reason to decline, and Yang Huamei did not force him.

Under the current circumstances, I have no intention of inviting people to come in as guests. When Ju'er and the others return to their parents' home, we can invite them over for tea!

Chen Biao turned the car around and did not immediately go back to the restaurant in town. Instead, he came to Luo's house and told Yang Ruoqing exactly what happened today.

These are also the meanings of Ju'er.

"Well, I know everything. You go back and tell Ju'er that she did the right thing. Also, please pay attention to safety on the road."

Yang Ruoqing escorted Chen Biao to the courtyard gate and warned him with a smile.

Chen Biao smiled and got on the carriage and drove away.

The moment she turned around, the smile on Yang Ruoqing's face disappeared without a trace.

Auntie's main purpose of going to Baimeizhai today should be to remind Dabai to repay his debt, right?

But as soon as he mentioned the pork head meat, he fainted from anger. It seemed that he didn't have time to remind Dabai to pay off his debt.

I really had an enemy. The son I held in the palm of my hand and doted on grew up to look like this. Who is to blame?

At night, Yang Ruoqing came to her parents' house to have dinner with her parents.

Here, she has to reiterate to everyone that although she runs to her parents' house every two days and eats at her parents' house, she is not just trying to get old.

She will always make up for it in other ways, not too obviously, and even make up for it without her parents paying much attention. She will never let her parents suffer.

People like that who pretended to 'go home often' or 'have a meal with their parents' but spent nothing, were actually fake filial piety and cheating on their elders in disguise. She despised that kind of people the most.

No, after helping Mr. Sun cook dinner and put it on the table, Yang Huaming also came to visit, so he took out an extra pair of chopsticks and opened a jar of wine. It happened that he also ate pig head meat at night (during the day, Mr. Sun’s side was killing meat).

Yang Ruoqing knew that Yang Huazhong hadn’t eaten pig head meat for a long time, so she bought half a pig head and brought it over).

"Fourth, you are in for a treat tonight, let's eat pig head meat."

Yang Huazhong filled the wine cup in front of Yang Huaming.

Yang Huaming had long been tempted by the aroma of wine and meat, and was elated.

"Third brother, this is what I like, pork head meat with wine, tsk tsk, gods are not as handsome and happy as me!"

"In that case, what are you waiting for? Come on, let's go first!"

The old brothers exchanged cups, a mouthful of pork head and a mouthful of wine.

Yang Ruoqing and Mrs. Sun also picked up the bowls and chopsticks and picked out the lean meat from the pig head to eat.

Yang Ruoqing also brought half of the pig's head and the pig's tongue, marinated them together, and then stir-fried them with ginger, aniseed, dried chili peppers, etc. It was very exciting, and half a pot was cooked.

I fried a bowl of radish next to it and made some sauce. I originally thought that Mrs. Tan would not eat it because of the spicy food. However, Mrs. Tan didn’t even touch the radish with her chopsticks and ate most of the half-lean and half-fat pork head.

Bowl, still shouting happily.

"This is how you should eat pork head meat. I haven't had such a satisfying meal in a long time."

Mrs. Tan held the bowl and said with a click of her lips.

Yang Huazhong was satisfied.

Yang Huaming's cheeks were red from drinking, and he smiled and said to Mrs. Tan, "My mother's teeth are really good. If I can have good teeth like my mother when I am seventy years old, it will be really worth it."

Mrs. Tan raised her eyebrows proudly, "Looking at the entire village, there are no more than three people who will live to my age and have teeth like mine."

"Among the three, one is the nurse and the other is my father. Our old Yang family has two places." Yang Ruoqing said.

Mrs. Tan was unhappy when she heard Lao Yangtou's name.

"Why are you mentioning that old immortal? He is no longer a member of our Lao Yang family." She said.

Yang Huaming stared, "Mom, even if my father is not from Yang's family, he is from Changping Village. But having said that, it has been half a year since the old man went to Yongxian, right? Yongxian didn't send a letter back, no.

Do you know how this old man is doing now?"

Yang Huazhong played with the wine jar in his hand and looked at Yang Huaming sideways: "What? Are you uncomfortable after not quarreling with the old man for half a year?"
Chapter completed!