Changping Village.

Sun and He Lian'er, mother-in-law and daughter-in-law, spent the whole morning at home kneading dough, waking it up, and making stuffing.

The water in the big pot is bubbling, and the large steamer is layered one after another, with steamed buns and flower rolls of different shapes and fillings placed on each layer.

He Lian'er showed off her pastry skills today, not only the sweet animal-shaped buns that children like, but also meat buns, shrimp buns, and soup-filled chicken buns that are good for growth.

In addition, in order to cater to everyone's spicy taste, there are also spicy tofu and vermicelli buns, mushroom and vegetable buns, pickled cabbage buns, and leek and egg buns.

"Qing'er, would you like a brown sugar blossom steamed bun?"

Yang Ruoqing was looking at the various kinds of steamed buns in front of her, and she heard Sun's voice in her ears.

I saw a pair of chopsticks in her hand, with a steamed bun stuck on the chopsticks that was bigger than Yang Huazhong's fist.

The steamed buns are split open, and there is a soft piece inside, and you can occasionally see broken red dates. Just looking at them makes you appetizing.

Especially in such a rainy late autumn, drinking a bowl of hot tea and eating one of these brown sugar blossom steamed buns will nourish your body and soul from your mouth to your stomach.

"Okay, I'll get one." Yang Ruoqing said.

Then he said: "Mom, keep a few, I will take them back to my uncle and aunt to eat later."

Sun laughed: "It has been prepared for a long time. The beef stuffed buns that Tang Yazi likes are also ready. Can he come back tonight?"

Yang Ruoqing said: "Don't prepare anything for Tangyazi yet. It will probably take at least three days!"

Three days was still the conservative estimate he had made for her before leaving.

If you really find useful clues, you must strike while the iron is hot and follow the clues to find them.

If that is the case, the problem will definitely not be solved in three days. Of course, if that is the case, it is a good thing. It means that there is hope for finding someone, and he will send Ye Yi back to tell her this.

A large circle of buns and steamed buns were sent out, but there were still some left at home. After entertaining Yang Huaming and Liu family at noon, there were still about ten left.

Mrs. Sun collected the rest in a bamboo basket and hung it under the beam. Tomorrow's breakfast was ready.

At Lao Wang's house, chicken soup is served with steamed buns at noon.

Mrs. Tan was holding a flowered steamed bun in her hand, and her mouth became deflated as she ate it.

"This little daughter-in-law of Sanfang is definitely married to the right person. She is a good cook. I don't think there is a woman from this family in the ten miles and eight villages who is as good as Xingmian!"

Mr. Tan, who had always been shy about praising others, was now bribed by these pastries and couldn't help but say something nice.

Yang Huamei smiled and said, "Yeah, we guys can make some wrinkled steamed buns and a few greasy green onion pancakes. It's really ingenious that Lian'er can make so many new tricks with wheat flour.

"

Dabai came in.

Say to Yang Huamei: "Mom, have you finished the chicken soup? My son will scoop you another bowl?"

Yang Huamei looked at Dabai with relief, "I've finished drinking. Ask your grandma if she wants some."

Dabai turned his questioning eyes to Tan.

Mrs. Tan waved her hands repeatedly, "What kind of chicken soup can I drink? Save it for your mother to drink at night. If you can't drink it at night, I'll cook noodles for you tomorrow morning!"

Dabai nodded and turned around to leave, but was stopped by Yang Huamei.

"Dabai, you can go back to the shop in town early tomorrow morning. The shop is so busy, you can't stay away for too long."

Dabai turned around and said, "Mom, in your situation, my son won't be able to feel at ease even if he returns to the shop."

Yang Huamei felt more and more relieved and said, "If you waste one day, you will waste one day's business."

Mrs. Tan rushed to say: "Isn't it just a day's business? If the business is delayed, you can do it later. Your mother can't neglect it!"

Dabai nodded, "Grandma is right. If you don't want to do business, you won't do it. You only have one mother."

A satisfied smile appeared on Mrs. Tan's face.

But Yang Huamei shook her head repeatedly, "No, it can't be like that."

"Dabai, my mother's situation has not reached the point where I need someone to carry my shit and urinate. Your grandma is accompanying me, and several of your aunts have come to visit me and help me with cooking and washing, so that I can recuperate without any worries."

"You should go back to the shop first. Business is fundamental. It is the source of snacks and drinks for our family. If you open the door for business and close it for a day, no one will come to your shop next time. This is not good."

A look of confusion appeared on Dabai's face.

Tan looked left and right and opened his mouth, but Yang Huamei raised her hand to interrupt Tan.

Yang Huamei looked at Dabai lovingly, her tone was soft and full of satisfaction, "Dabai, you can come back to visit my mother this time. You can kill chickens and chop ribs and go to the stove to cook for your mother. My mother can see it.

Happy in my heart.”

"Ever since I was a child, I have never wanted to let you go to bed. I didn't expect to be able to enjoy your blessings now. Mom is really contented."

"You should go back to the shop quickly. I don't know what's going on with my eldest grandson because his stomach is cold. If you don't go back, Hongmei will be left to take care of the baby by herself. I can't rest assured while I'm recovering from my illness."

"Listen to mother and go back!"

Early the next morning, Dabai set off back to the town.

When Dabai returned to the shop, Hongmei came up with her child in her arms.

"Dabai, how is your mother? She said it was so serious when she reported the news, is there no big problem?"

Dabai walked for a long time and was so tired that his kneecaps ached. When he arrived at the house, he lay down on the bed and stared at the ceiling of the tent in a daze.

Hearing Hongmei's words, he ignored them.

Hongmei kicked his leg again, "I asked you a question, why didn't you say anything? What? Go back, be alone with your mother, and treat me like an outsider?"

Dabai sat up suddenly.

Hongmei was still standing beside him chattering, but his action shocked her.

"What are you doing?" she asked dissatisfied, holding the child and taking two steps back.

Dabai's eyes changed from the affectionate and loving one in the past, and became a bit tired and dissatisfied.

"What do you mean by your mother, your mother? Then I am my mother, and if you marry me, she is also your mother, and she is our mother!"

Hongmei was startled for a moment, then laughed.

"Did she give birth to me or raise me? Isn't it okay for me to call her mother-in-law? Why should I call her mother?"

Dabai frowned, "Why? Just because you married me!"

Hongmei rolled her eyes. When she went back this time, she didn’t know what kind of ecstasy soup that old guy had poured into him. When he came back, he was just as picky as she was!

"Humph, you Dabai, you asked me to treat her as my mother, then why don't you ask her to treat me as my daughter?"

"People change hearts, and her mother-in-law deserves it. She has completely inherited your mother-in-law's style. She only wants to trample her daughter-in-law into the mud and crush her to death."

"It's a pity that I'm not one of your aunts, so why don't you come here to give orders like me! I won't even serve you if you make me anxious!"

Hongmei put down these words, turned around and left.
Chapter completed!