When Mrs. Sun was about to leave, Wang Cuilian happened to come over.

So Sun stopped and chatted with Wang Cuilian for a few words.

Mrs. Sun found that Wang Cuilian's face was not very good, just like her before drinking honey water.

Sun guessed that Wang Cuilian must have learned about today's events from Blacksmith Luo, so she was frightened.

Therefore, Mrs. Sun could only comfort Wang Cuilian with a wry smile: "Everything is over. Sister-in-law Cuilian, don't think about it anymore."

Wang Cuilian was stunned for a moment, and then understood the intention behind Sun's words, and could only smile bitterly in return.

"Hey, what a crime. When I came back and heard the blacksmith talking about this, I felt really distressed and scared!"

It was as if Mr. Sun had met a close friend, "Why am I not like that? He is also the second brother of my third child!"

Yang Ruoqing also came to the door. Because the two children in the bedroom behind her were asleep, her voice was very soft.

Wang Cuilian also replied in a low voice: "Your uncle came back earlier and took a bath. I asked him to wash the clothes, but he said he didn't want the clothes anymore!"

When Wang Cuilian said this, her eyes clearly showed a hint of embarrassment and a hint of distress.

Yang Ruoqing knew that her uncle and aunt had lived frugally all their lives, so it was a bit difficult for them to make the decision to give up their clothes this time.

The family obviously has such good conditions, but if it were an old man or an old lady in someone else's family, wouldn't he be enjoying the blessings of wearing gold and silver, fine clothes and fine food?

However, the two elders still did not forget their original intention and lived frugally. When their clothes were torn, they had to patch them up before wearing them again.

Yang Ruoqing tried to persuade her several times, but the answer they gave was: "We farmers wander around the fields every day. Wearing clothes only delays work, and we are not productive in anything we do!"

So over time, Yang Ruoqing stopped mentioning this issue and let them get through it.

Wear whatever you want, as long as they feel happy wearing it and living happily and casually.

So when she heard Wang Cuilian say this, it could be said that the aunt was carefully testing her attitude, Yang Ruoqing actually felt a little sorry for her.

So she reached out and held Wang Cuilian's hand and said, "Aunt, I think so too, but I was too busy sending the two children to bed before and didn't bother to tell my uncle."

"My father and the others don't even want the iron tools they brought with them. It doesn't matter if we give up these clothes!"

On the side, Mrs. Sun also said: "Sister-in-law Cuilian, your words have reminded me. I will go home right away and ask my third child to take a bath too. I will burn these clothes!"

Wang Cuilian stopped Sun and said, "It's unlucky to burn it. It's better to throw it away. Throw it under the river dam."

Mrs. Sun thought about it for a moment and felt that it was the same. Usually when clothes were burned, only those of dead people were burned.

It is unlucky to burn a living person's belongings casually.

She bit her lip, a little annoyed that she didn't have the wisdom to make such an unlucky suggestion.

It was really tiring for Yang Ruoqing to be caught in the middle. A pair of eyes had to take turns to pay attention to and observe the emotional dynamics of the aunt and the old lady, and be ready to comfort and cheer up at any time.

No, she patted Mrs. Sun's arm again and said, "Don't think too much, mother. It's so different from the customs. In some places outside, it's common for unused clothes to be burned."

"Really? Is there really such a custom in some places outside?" Sun was dubious.

Yang Ruoqing nodded firmly, "Well, I won't say nonsense, it's true."

"So the dirty clothes my uncle and dad put out can be thrown away or burned."

"However, in view of the customs in our area, we will not burn it. It is most suitable to throw it over the river dam."

After Yang Ruoqing explained it, she brought the topic back.

Sun and Wang Cuilian looked at each other, and then they both decided to collect the dirty clothes together later, and then go to the river dam behind the village to throw them away after nightfall.

"Auntie, is my uncle... okay right now?" Yang Ruoqing asked again, her eyes full of concern.

There are still some worries, because Blacksmith Luo is also a participant in today's incident. My father Yang Huazhong said before that the younger generation cannot do anything when chopping.

It was mainly run by the three Yang Huazhong brothers.

The fourth uncle, Yang Huaming, had the weakest psychological defense, and he vomited himself with just one blow.

Not to mention continuing to chop, he couldn't even stand still and almost vomited until he collapsed.

I didn't even dare to stand aside and watch.

It is said that both Yang Huazhong and Yang Huazhou couldn't bear it anymore. It was not because they were tired, but because their psychological defenses couldn't bear it, because what they chopped was not poultry or livestock, but people, their own kind, and they were their second brothers!

Later, Blacksmith Luo, Dad Xiaojie, Changgen Daniu and the others took turns in the battle.

You chop a few times, and then the next person will continue to chop.

If you stick to one person and chop it, that person will go crazy.

But Blacksmith Luo and the others are normal people, and they must have been psychologically traumatized after what happened today.

Just like the sequelae of war, many veterans cannot get rid of them in their lifetime...

Wang Cuilian said: "Your uncle is okay, but he is a little tired and wants to sleep for a while. He said he won't eat at noon and asked me to tell you."

Before Yang Ruoqing had time to respond, Sun, as the host, spoke up first.

"Sister-in-law, how can that be done? The blacksmith brother has been helping our old Yang family work all day long, and he left before dawn. How can you not even take a bite of food?"

Mrs. Sun's invitation was sincere and sincere, and she went on to say: "I will go back to cook. The dishes are all ready-made. My sister is helping to prepare them at my house. It will be ready to eat soon!"

After saying these words, Mrs. Sun walked away like a gust of wind.

Even if Wang Cuilian called her from behind, she deliberately did not look back.

Wang Cuilian didn't give Wang Cuilian a chance to refuse at all, and was determined to invite everyone over to eat at home to show their friendship as a landlord.

Wang Cuilian looked at Sun's back as she ran away quickly, and was speechless.

Yang Ruoqing was also dumbfounded.

This simple enthusiasm of farmers is really hard to resist.

"Auntie, go tell your uncle and let him sleep peacefully."

"When he gets up later and has an appetite, let's make him some millet porridge or something to comfort him."

"Qing'er, isn't this bad? Your mother has cooked some food over there. If you don't go and eat it, it would be a pity if it goes bad in this hot weather..." Wang Cuilian said.

Yang Ruoqing smiled understandingly and said, "Don't worry, aunt, this is nothing to worry about. I'll just go over and say hello to my parents later."

"But what if the food is spoiled?" Wang Cuilian still looked distressed.

Yang Ruoqing said: "It's okay, it's okay, it can't be broken, there are plenty of people over there."

Even if you can't finish the meal at noon, you can just put it in a well to cool down and eat it at night.

"Auntie, this is a big deal. Just go and tell my uncle and let him sleep peacefully for a while. He is really tired today."

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