Yang Ruoqing nodded, "That fruit is called novice monk's fruit, because it is milky white and bare, with a few small black marks on it, like the little novice monk's head."

Xiao Hei was happy and went to look at the rest on the tray. Hey, it really looks like it!

Yang Huamei also went to take a look, but she was secretly confused.

Is this the beginning? Why is the question asked different from what they rehearsed?

Maybe it hasn’t started yet? Yang Huamei continued to listen.

"Xiao Hei, do you know where this fruit comes from?"

Xiao Hei shook his head.

Yang Ruoqing smiled, covered her mouth with her hands and said with a mysterious face: "There is a small forest behind the tea garden, and there are wild fruits picked by Lao Xu of the tea garden and sent over."

Xiaohei's eyes suddenly lit up. He licked his lips, moved his head, and said excitedly: "Really? Are there any more on the tree? I'm going to pick them too."

"Maybe there is, maybe there isn't, I can't say for sure." Yang Ruoqing said.

"However, even if there are no Sami fruits, there are many other wild fruits in the woods near the tea garden."

"Last time I heard Lao Xu say that after a while, the thorns will come out..."

"Cousin, you also like to eat thorns. I like them too. When I go to the tea garden, I will pick some thorns for you."

Yang Ruoqing was happy, "Okay, then my cousin will thank you first."

Give me a few, you are so generous!

Beside her, Yang Huamei kept listening with her ears at a loss, and the more she listened, the more confused she became.

Yang Ruoqing and Xiao Hei discussed other places to play near the tea garden. For example, there were mandarin fish in the stream nearby, and there were bird nests in the forest...

Xiao Hei's eyes lit up when he heard it, and his ears almost stood up on top of his head.

"Sister Qing'er, let me tell you straight. I went to the tea garden for one reason."

Yang Ruoqing blinked, "What's going on?"

"The food cooked by Aunt Xu's family is delicious, and the corn-bread batter cakes are big and sweet. That's why I want to work in the tea garden!"

As soon as Xiao Hei said these words, Yang Ruoqing's smile deepened.

After working on it for a long time, she understood that this boy wanted to work in the tea garden, not because he wanted to get better, but because of Mrs. Xu Yuanming's cooking skills.

Judging from my aunt's stunned look, I'm afraid she's still in the dark, right?

Sure enough, Yang Huamei raised her head and looked directly at Xiao Hei, "You, what are you talking about? When have you ever eaten food cooked by others? Stop talking nonsense!"

Xiao Hei argued: "I'm not talking nonsense, I really ate it, that night!"

That night?

Which night?

Yang Huamei was so angry at Xiao Hei that her brain was a little short-circuited, and she couldn't recall it for a while.

Yang Ruoqing pushed Yang Huamei's tea towards her and reminded her softly: "That day, it was about the braised intestines..."

There was a bang in Yang Huamei's head, and she remembered everything.

At that moment, his face turned red with anger, and he stood up to pull Xiao Hei's ears.

"You bastard, you've been doing this for a long time and you're still thinking about other people's food? I've been deceived so badly by you. Let's go, let's go, we won't go to the tea garden. Come home with me!"

Xiao Hei was grabbed by Yang Huamei's ears and pulled out. He was grinning in pain, but he didn't want to leave!

He hugged the legs of the table next to him with both hands and begged loudly for mercy: "Mom, is there something wrong with me finding a place to work where the food is to my liking? Only when you eat well can you have the strength to work. This is the kind of place where people work.

The craftsmen taught me this!”

"I bother!"

Yang Huamei spat on Xiao Hei's head, "I haven't learned the good things, but I have learned all the evil ways."

"You're not allowed to go anywhere, just go home and plant crops with me. You bastard, you only know how to eat wherever you go, you big-headed devil!"

Yang Ruoqing also stood up and came over to help Yang Huamei pry her hands away from the little black ears.

It was obvious that Yang Huamei had completely lost her face and had really dealt a heavy blow to Xiao Hei. Not only were her ears red, but the place where the ears connected to the wall of her head seemed to be cracking.

"Qing'er, don't stop me. Let me beat this loser to death."

"Sister, don't be like this. If you have something to say, just say it."

Yang Ruoqing stood between the two people.

Xiao Hei covered his injured ear and felt extremely aggrieved, "Where did I fail to live up to my expectations? Before I came here, you and your sister-in-law taught me how to respond to my cousin's questions. I followed your instructions and memorized them all. When I was studying, Mr.

I’ve never memorized mistakes like that in class, it’s easy for me, I..."

"You, you stinky boy, you are talking nonsense, shut up!"

At this time, Yang Huamei's face seemed to have been slapped several times.

She didn't even bother to look at Yang Ruoqing's expression, so she screamed at Xiao Hei, trying to scare him to shut up with her majesty, right away.

However, Xiao Hei got ahead of himself, or perhaps because of his previous exchange of food, drink and fun with Yang Ruoqing, he suddenly developed a close affection for this cousin.

He covered his ears and took a few steps back, accusing Yang Huamei even more aggrievedly:

"I'm not talking nonsense. Why don't you admit what you said?"

"Earlier, at the gate of Luo's courtyard, you reminded me again not to answer the wrong question. You scolded me even though I was so obedient. No wonder people say you are partial to my brother!"

"You bastard! Crazy, crazy, this is crazy!"

Yang Huamei rolled up her sleeves and rushed over to hit Xiao Hei.

But was stopped by Yang Ruoqing again.

"Xiao Hei, you go back first, I'll leave your mother to sit here for a while."

Yang Ruoqing stopped Yang Huamei and shouted instructions to Xiao Hei.

Xiao Hei covered his ears and wanted to run. After running for two steps, he stopped and turned to look at the tray on the table.

He was eager and swallowed his saliva.

Yang Ruoqing quickly said: "You go home first, and your mother will bring you the fruit later."

After hearing this, Xiao Hei felt relieved, turned around and ran out.

In the room, Yang Huamei struggled but took off her shoes and threw them at Xiao Hei.

Xiao Hei ran out of the inner room, and his shoes could only hit the jade curtain, making another crackling sound.

Yang Ruoqing's head is covered with black lines, and her poor curtain is really in trouble today.

If I had known this was the case, I should have rolled up the curtains in advance.

Xiao Hei had already run out of the yard, and in the house, Yang Huamei sat down on the ground with one bare foot, wiping tears.

"Why is my life so miserable? None of the wasteful things like Jing Sheng Yang can make me worry!"

Yang Ruoqing wanted to squat down to comfort her, but her stomach didn't allow her to squat like that.

"Auntie, please stop crying. I, a pregnant woman, can't afford to go through the trouble of accompanying you."

Yang Ruoqing rubbed her lower back, pretending to be sore and tired, and sat down on the stool next to her.

Yang Huamei was originally immersed in her own sad world, unable to extricate herself, or maybe she wanted to use sadness to cover up her embarrassment and shame.
Chapter completed!