After the initial shock, several women gradually became calmer.

The eldest Sun was a butcher who was used to making a living using white knives and red knives. She was also the most courageous of the three women.

She gritted her teeth, stretched out her hand, took out a piece of fresh snake meat and looked at it in her hand.

"Ah, it looks similar to an eel. It's just thicker. Sister-in-law, sister, can you take a look at it?"

She stretched out the snake piece in front of Wang Cuilian and Sun Shi. Now, Wang Cuilian and Sun Shi, who had finally stabilized themselves, were frightened and ran away.

"Oh, her aunt, you are really brave!" Wang Cuilian laughed and scolded.

Sun's face was also pale, but she didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Sister, can you stop scaring me? My sister-in-law and I are afraid of that thing. Please put it back quickly."

Mrs. Sun smiled proudly when she saw the two of them looking pitifully frightened.

Blacksmith Luo also raised a finger and pointed at Da Sun, laughing and shaking his head.

Yang Huazhong was his brother-in-law, but he didn't dare to do anything to his eldest sister, so he could only pretend not to see her.

As for Luo Fengtang and Yang Ruoqing, who were busy at work, they looked at each other and smiled, and at the same time sped up their movements, trying to get everyone to eat hot rice and drink delicious snake soup as early as possible.

By the time the snake soup was ready, not to mention the kitchen, even the backyard was filled with a strong aroma.

Blacksmith Luo went over and invited Lao Suntou and Xiao Jie's father to eat together, while Wang Cuilian packed two bowls and gave one bowl to each of Bao Suyun and Cao Bamei's families across the street.

"Dad, do you want to send me a bowl of milk?" Yang Ruoqing was discussing ideas with Yang Huazhong.

Yang Huazhong thought for a moment, shook his head and said, "Forget about your milk. It's getting hotter now and she won't eat at night. But..."

"But what?"

"If there are enough snake soup, I can send a bowl to your father."

The old man has always been very angry and bad-tempered, and he often curses and beats people.

She even soiled the sheets several times because she missed Yunya so much...

Since snake meat is cool in nature and can clear eyesight and remove evil fire, maybe the old man will feel calmer after eating it?

It's just that it's really inconvenient to break these words to my daughter.

Who is Yang Ruoqing? How could she not see the meaning hidden in Yang Huazhong's words?

She nodded immediately and said, "Okay, then I'll give you a bowl."

"Also, let's give a bowl to my little grandpa as a tribute to him. My grandpa owes a lot of things to him for taking care of him."

Yang Huazhong was naturally happy to hear this. He had originally meant this, but he did not speak for two reasons.

First, because snake meat is rare and difficult to obtain, and my daughter’s family cannot eat it often.

Secondly, it was because the son-in-law brought it back. Although the son-in-law was an open-minded person, Yang Huazhong, the father-in-law, did not want to do much about borrowing flowers to offer Buddha statues.

Now that Qing'er has brought it up herself, Yang Huazhong is naturally happy to see it come to fruition.

"Of course that's better. If you are considerate, your little grandpa will definitely be pleased." Yang Huazhong said.

There is only so much snake meat, so if you send so much to Lao Yang's house, you can just take a few bites later if you like, Yang Huazhong thought to himself.

However, Yang Ruoqing once again peeked into his little thoughts.

But this time she just pursed her lips and smiled, but said nothing.

After scooping out the portion that was given away, put it into another small pot. The rest in the big pot is for the people in the family to eat.

By this time, Wang Cuilian had already recovered and came over to help set the dishes and chopsticks.

Yang Ruoqing whispered a few words into her ear. Wang Cuilian smiled and nodded understandingly, "Don't worry, I'll take care of it."

Then, Yang Ruoqing felt relieved and went with Luo Fengtang to prepare the snake soup that needed to be delivered.

Pack the bowls, put them in an insulated food box, and put a few food boxes into the basket. Luo Fengtang carried them in his hands, while Yang Ruoqing held a lantern, and the couple went out to deliver them.

"Qing'er, are you going to deliver it now? It's not too late to deliver it after eating." Mrs. Sun followed and said.

Yang Ruoqing chuckled and shook her head: "It's lunch now. I'll just bring it over to add another dish to them. Mom, you eat first. We'll be back soon."

When Yang Ruoqing and Luo Fengtang delivered it to Old Yangtou, they did not go in. Instead, they stood outside the yard and called Yu Xingkui out.

"We won't go in, so as not to make my father angry again when he sees me."

Yang Ruoqing handed the bowl to Yu Xingkui, "Take this snake soup to calm my father's anger. He is too restless."

Yu Xingkui smiled awkwardly.

"How is my father doing these days?"

Everyone knows whether this is good or not and what it refers to.

Yu Xingkui still smiled awkwardly, "It's always inevitable in spring."

It was really not easy to go into this topic any further, so Yang Ruoqing said to Yu Xingkui: "Just wash the bowls later and take them to my dad to bring to me. There is no need to make a special trip."

Yu Xingkui nodded, watched the two of them go away, and then returned to the yard with the bowl in hand.

In the side room, Old Yangtou was sitting on the bed, leaning against the bedside and smoking a cigarette.

Yu Xingkui came in with a bowl in his hand, and the strong smell of meat forced its way through the pungent smell of smoke, and instantly dominated the entire smell of the room.

"What is this? It smells so good."

Even Lao Yangtou temporarily put down his tobacco pole and raised his eyelids to write.

Yu Xingkui brought the bowl to the bed, "It's snake soup. Qing'er and Tang Yazi brought it earlier."

"Both of them?"

Old Yang raised his eyebrows, and the corners of his mouth turned into a mocking arc.

"Old Uncle Yang, if you can't eat it, I'll take it back and put it away and heat it up for you tomorrow?"

Yu Xingkui asked tentatively. From the reaction of Old Yangtou just now, he felt that there was a high possibility that the old man would not eat.

It's not that the old man doesn't like to eat, but that the old man has been angry with other people in Lao Yang's family during this period.

No matter what ingredients they brought, the old man ate very little. He deliberately starved himself just to scare the third and fourth children, so as to force them to pick up Yunya back quickly.

But this time the third and fourth sons changed their strategy. Instead of confronting the old man forcefully, they just dragged it out. No matter how the old man scolded them, they were as unirritated and unhurried as the old man scolded him. They said yes to everything, but turned around and did it.

Why are you doing it, let alone this trick is really effective.

"Why are you taking it away? Where did I tell you that I won't eat it?"

Just when Yu Xingkui couldn't wait for Lao Yangtou to respond and was about to take the things away, Lao Yangtou suddenly stared at him and asked him angrily.

Yu Xingkui turned back and looked at the old man in surprise: "Old Uncle Yang, do you want to eat? That's great, the chopsticks are here."

Old Yang snorted, took the chopsticks, rubbed them on the corners of his clothes a few times out of habit, then thrust the chopsticks into the bowl and stirred it up like a river.
Chapter completed!