Yang Huamei was surprised and happy, "How many taels are there? I can't do it, I can't do it..."

Da Sun waved her hand boldly: "Nothing, nothing, just take a piece and burn it!"

After Yang Huamei left, Mrs. Sun looked at her back and murmured: "You dare to cook braised pork at this time, and you are not afraid of attracting those ghosts and thieves? You are so brave!"

Yang Huamei walked a few steps and ran back to the pork shed.

"Her aunt, hurry up and do me a favor."

"What are you busy with?"

"Find something for me. I'll hide the meat so that no one knows I bought it."

Mrs. Sun suddenly understood and nodded repeatedly, "Yes, yes, I'm just afraid that thieves will be concerned about it. I happen to have a twine bag here."

Soon, more than three kilograms of pork in Yang Huamei's hand was wrapped tightly.

"Hey, now even with a sharp eye, you can't see what's inside, unless you have a clairvoyant eye." Da Sun said.

Yang Huamei patted the bag and smiled with satisfaction.

"By the way, her aunt, I have a question for you."

"What's the question, you ask."

"How's the food at your house every day?"

"Why are you asking? My family sells pork. No matter how bad the food is, there is always meat."

This was the answer Yang Huamei was waiting for, so she took two steps closer and asked in a low voice: "So your family has been eating meat these days?"

Da Sun nodded: "Yes!"

Meat that cannot be sold will easily spoil if left there. The family must eat it. If you don’t eat it, it will be wasted.

"Her aunt, then why aren't your family afraid of being robbed?"

"Also, why does the thief steal other people's meat and vegetables but dare not steal yours? Do you think this is strange?"

Da Sun grinned, took out two knives from under the desk and slapped them on the table.

The long boning knife and the wide meat chopping knife were all shiny and cold. The handles were still stained with meat foam and blood, which sent a chill down Yang Huamei's spine.

Da Sun pointed at the two knives and said proudly: "With such a guy in charge of the house, and the two of us are butchers with swords and butchers, we are full of murderous intent. No matter whether we are thieves or ghosts, who would dare to come to the door?"

Yang Huamei's eyes moved from the butcher's knife to Da Sun.

Standing there like an iron tower, the broad-shouldered and round-waisted eldest Sun looked like two completely different versions of Sun. It was hard to imagine that they were biological sisters.

The words "Female Zhongkui" suddenly flashed into Yang Huamei's mind!

"Auntie, I suddenly envy you."

"Huh? Envy me?" Da Sun's eyes widened.

Yang Huamei didn't want to explain more, thanked her again, hugged the meat in her arms and ran away.

Da Sun pulled the clothes on her body, touched her face, pinched her waist, grinned, and said to herself: "Hey, even though I'm a bit strong, I'm probably still very beautiful."

, otherwise Mei’er wouldn’t be so envious!”

On Yang Huamei's road, she often encountered people from the village who gathered together to bask in the sun and chatter their teeth. Some people saw that she was walking in a hurry with a bunch of things in her arms, and they shouted hello to her from a distance away.

Let her go over to bask in the sun and chat together.

Yang Huamei ignored her at all and ran straight home.

Not to mention that she was still holding a ball of meat in her arms at the moment. Even if she wasn't holding it, she wouldn't be able to go and chatter with those people.

The east is the east and the west is the short. After talking about this and that, everything about every household has to be revealed. It’s really full!

Moreover, they called her over to chat together, not out of concern for her at all, but because they were curious about recent events in her family and wanted to dig up something for them to chat with elsewhere.

Yang Huamei is not stupid, she doesn't want to run around and provide people with things to talk about after dinner!

She breathed a sigh of relief after entering the courtyard gate.

Under the eaves, Wang Hongquan was guarding the cradle. The sun was shining on the cradle, and the eldest grandson was sleeping soundly inside.

Yang Huamei stretched her head over to take a look, smiled, took out the meat from the twine bag and said to the sleeping child: "My dear grandson, grandma has bought meat again. Today we will not eat minced meat porridge, grandma will make minced meat dumplings for you."

Is the soup good?"

Da Sun was sleeping soundly, so naturally there would be no reaction.

Wang Hongquan on the side looked at the meat in Yang Huamei's hand and frowned, "You've already attracted that kind of thing, how can you still dare to buy meat?"

Yang Huamei didn't even look at Wang Hongquan and said coldly: "My baby likes to eat meat. If I don't buy meat for him, he won't starve. Besides, if he doesn't dare to eat meat for fear of that, then there will be people who will choke on food and drink."

What should I do if I am dead?"

Wang Hongquan didn't expect that he would provoke a rebuke by saying something with good intentions and not scolding her.

"Okay, okay, it's not my money, it's your decision!" The old man backed down.

Yang Huamei also accepted the offer and said to Wang Hongquan: "I'll go and cook the meat first. Call me when the child wakes up."

Wang Hongquan remained silent.

Yang Huamei glanced at him from the corner of her eye. This old man was sulking!

Yang Huamei went into the kitchen, washed the meat, cut half of it into mince and prepared the meat stuffing, and left the other half for braising.

During lunch, the aroma wafted from the kitchen.

The eldest grandson had already woken up. Yang Huamei took the time to change the baby's diaper and feed him some water.

After she was done, she had to go back to the kitchen to continue cooking, and the child was handed over to Wang Hongquan for him to hold for a walk in the yard.

After sneaking away for a while, Yang Huamei came out, holding a tray in her hand.

"It's time to eat, let's go back to the main room!"

Wang Hongquan was stunned for a moment, "Am I eating here too?"

He thought Yang Huamei would not burn his share.

Yang Huamei said expressionlessly: "No matter how poor you are, you will still have a pair of chopsticks."

Wang Hongquan was a little uncomfortable and wanted to be polite, but Yang Huamei said again: "I cooked braised pork for you and warmed a pot of wine."

At this time, Wang Hongquan could not move forward.

Even if Yang Huamei chased him away, he would still have to stay for a few sips of food and wine.

In the main room, Wang Hongquan saw clearly the food on the table.

A bowl of braised pork, this time there was not half a potato or half a radish in it, it was really braised pork.

On the side is a bowl of white rice, a pair of chopsticks, and a pot of wine.

"What? You don't want to eat?" Wang Hongquan asked.

Yang Huamei said: "I don't have time to eat now. You eat first. These are all for you. You can eat them."

"Then what do you eat?" he asked.

"I still have some in the pot, wait until I come back to eat."

"Where are you going?"

"I sent some to my mother, but she ran away in anger this morning, which made me feel uncomfortable." Yang Huamei said in a muffled voice.

Wang Hongquan was stunned.

Yang Huamei secretly watched Wang Hongquan's reaction.

According to his past habits, he should be unhappy and even say some weird words.

Just like Yang Huamei would send meat to Wang Hongquan, Ms. Tan would sneer at her. The two parties are trying to squeeze each other out.

Yang Huamei was even mentally prepared for how she would respond with words if Wang Hongquan was sarcastic.
Chapter completed!