Before Yang Yongqing could react, Yang Yongzhi's slaps and curses came again.

"You are the only one who talks nonsense in the house. Wait until the second brother comes back. We will play mixed doubles and pull out all your teeth!"

Yang Yongqing was so frightened that he ran forward, covering his buttocks. As he ran, he turned around and yelled at Yang Huazhong and the others: "Uncle Three and Four, don't you care if your elder brother beats your younger brother? Is this the tradition of our old Yang family?"

Yang Huazhong and Yang Hua pretended not to be seen, and everyone was talking and laughing as they walked to the entrance of the village to eat!

Yu Xingkui spent the whole morning with Lao Yangtou here watching the excitement, and even took time to go over and help with the work for a while.

Now he was pushing Lao Yang's head and walking behind the large army, secretly looking at the old man's profile.

The old man's face was relaxed, his eyebrows were slightly raised, and there seemed to be a residual smile at the corner of his mouth.

So Yu Xingkui said to Old Yang, "The atmosphere in our Old Yang family is better. Everyone talks, laughs, and fights, but the love between brothers is real."

Lao Yang nodded, "I don't dare to say anything else. They have done a pretty good job as brothers and sisters."

"This is also what you taught me well, old man." Yu Xingkui boasted again.

The smile on the corner of Lao Yangtou's mouth deepened a little, but then he seemed to think of something, and he took back the smile abruptly, and deliberately said with a straight face: "If you really listen to my teachings, you will be better than now, these bastards

Privately, we are respectful brothers and sisters, but they don’t treat me well as an old man, they are a bunch of unfilial sons, huh!”

Yu Xingkui's head was full of black lines, and he said in his heart that you are really a cooked duck, and he only had a hard mouth.

I obviously lived at Lao San's house during this period and was very happy, but I just don't admit it.

If you don't admit it, don't admit it. It's good to get along with your children as you are now.

Lunch was placed in the yard of Yang Yongjin's house at noon. When everyone came in, there was an Eight Immortals table under the shade of a big tree, and several girls were placing bowls, chopsticks and vegetables on the table.

Mrs. Jin was playing with several smaller children nearby. Some of the smaller children wanted to climb on the stools to grab the dishes on the table, so Mr. Jin took them aside.

Seeing everyone coming in, Xiuxiu quickly asked everyone to sit down.

Yang Huazhong and the other men came directly to sit down, while Sun and the other women went to the kitchen to help serve the dishes.

In the kitchen, the three sisters-in-law, Cao Bamei, Zhao Liuer, and Jiang Guiling, were busy running around.

Yang Ruoqing was also there, but she was not busy. She was sitting on a small stool nearby and holding a fan in her hand.

No one was surprised that my sister-in-law Liao Meiying was missing on such an occasion.

Because Liao Meiying was at the porridge shed, every meal served there would feed porridge and rice for hundreds of people.

And because Liao Meiying is the shed director there, it is also Yang Ruoqing's intention, which is equivalent to helping Yang Ruoqing take on the management affairs there, so naturally everyone will not find fault with Liao Meiying for not participating in family affairs.

"As soon as I walked to the door of the yard, I smelled the delicious food at home. Come on, let me take a look at what delicious food there is!"

Mrs. Liu smelled the smell and walked into the house and went straight to the stove.

The money everyone eats together is a shared contribution.

The third and fifth bedrooms cost a large amount, and the other rooms a small amount. Yang Ruoqing bore the cost of repairing the three houses in the backyard of Lao Yang's house.

She gave this fee very generously, exceeding the original amount by 20%. The extra 20% was also included in the meal sponsorship, so that everyone could eat well every day while working.

So when Mrs. Liu asked, Zhao Liuer pointed to the vegetable bowls lined up on the pot table and said: "Braised pork, steamed fish, braised shrimp in oil, braised fat intestines, braised pork tongue..."

By the time Zhao Liuer finished speaking, Mrs. Liu's saliva had already flowed to her chin.

She wiped her chin casually and said excitedly: "I still need some spicy food to go with the meal."

Inside the stove, Jiang Guiling took out two plates of stir-fried vegetables from the dish cupboard.

"Fourth Aunt, look here, spicy stir-fried bean sprouts and spicy stir-fried dried tofu with cress, are they enough for your meal?"

Mrs. Liu nodded vigorously, "It's enough, it's spicy and exciting, but it would be nice to have some pickles. It's hot and I sweat a lot, so I need to eat more salt."

As soon as she finished speaking, Cao Bamei pursed her lips and smiled, and took out a plate of pickled cucumber strips, dotted with green garlic heads.

Just by giving Liu a glance, the salty and sour smell made Liu's saliva flow out again.

"Fourth Aunt, is that enough? Do you want to raise any more conditions? We can satisfy you." Yang Ruoqing asked with a smile while waving her fan.

Ms. Liu originally thought she was satisfied enough, but when Yang Ruoqing asked, she tilted her head, took a deep breath, thought about it carefully, and said: "They are all salty and spicy. They are definitely served with rice. What if there is some dessert after the meal?"

It’s even more perfect, even if I’m starving for ten meals after eating this meal, it’s worth it!”

Yang Ruoqing glanced at the others, who were also looking at each other.

Yang Ruoqing deliberately shrugged her shoulders, with a look of embarrassment on her face: "Oh my, Fourth Aunt is really stumping us. Why didn't we think of dessert? This is really a fly in the ointment."

Zhao Liuer and Cao Bamei both laughed.

Just as Ms. Liu was about to feel proud, Yang Ruoqing suddenly pointed her fan behind Ms. Liu, "Fourth Aunt, go take a look at the table outside."

Ms. Liu was confused, but she still ran out of the kitchen. A moment later, she rushed back to the kitchen in a gust of wind.

"Jujube mud cakes, water tower cakes, and mung bean jelly, you little naughty guys, are you going to get together to tease the fourth aunt? That's too bad!" Mrs. Liu laughed and scolded.

Everyone in the kitchen laughed.

Yang Ruoqing even stood up with a smile and came to Mrs. Liu's side, holding her shoulders, "Smiling before the meal is just to warm up the stomach and intestines, and the meal will be more enjoyable later. Come on, Fourth Aunt, let's bring the food out."

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The food was quickly put on the table. The men sat down to eat and drink, while the women were busy filling the children's small bowls with food and sending them to sit on the small stools beside them to eat.

Then when there were free seats, I took Mrs. Sun and the other aunts to sit.

Granddaughter-in-laws like Cao Bamei and others basically don't sit down. Everyone stands on the edge with bowls and chopsticks to eat. Even if they are allowed to sit down, they can't sit still. Sometimes they have to help the men add food, and sometimes they have to get up to take care of the children.

children.

This little guy dropped his chopsticks, and that little guy knocked over his bowl...

In short, this is also a normal state. Women should eat quickly and pay attention to all directions.

Old Yangtou also got on the table and took the first seat, little old Yangtou took the second seat, and Blacksmith Luo was the third.

The atmosphere at the table was unprecedentedly good, and Lao Yang didn't go crazy in front of anyone, let alone mention "Yunya" and "Yunya" when there were many people.

This made Yang Huazhong brothers secretly happy.

But Tan was absent.

Mr. Tan was lying on the bed in the backyard room, and from time to time she could hear the sound of eating coming from the front yard, as well as the screams and laughter of children running around.

Mrs. Tan was lying there, completely sleepless, looking at the ceiling of the tent with a gloomy expression.
Chapter completed!