When Yang Ruoqing rushed to the front yard in a hurry, the drama of tearing and forcing was going on in full swing in the front yard.

The door of the fourth room was wide open. Yang Huaming was lying on the bed with his butt stuck out, with a piece of material covering his waist, and he was still moaning.

Mrs. Tan held a broom and stood beside the bed, whipping Yang Huaming's exposed back.

While sniffing, he was still scolding, "You ungrateful white-eyed wolf, I can't guard against house thieves day and night. I only have a bowl of food left for your sister. You are also thinking about what you let your sister come to your house to eat and drink."

What"

"Beast, bastard, you don't act like a brother. I already knew you were this kind. When I gave birth to you, I should have squeezed you to death in a urine bucket."

The broom fell on Yang Huaming like raindrops. Yang Huaming screamed like a pig being killed, and the roof was almost shaken off.

"Mom, my son knows he was wrong. My son will never dare to do it again next time."

Mrs. Tan remained indifferent, biting her cheek and continuing to beat her.

Yang Ruoqing stood at the door and looked around, and noticed something.

This Mr. Tan looked very fierce and used such a big broom to beat Yang Huaming like he was dying.

But the thunder was loud and the raindrops were light, so it didn’t hurt much if the broom hit me. It was just a bluff.

Yang Ruoqing shook her head secretly, it hurt her body and her mother's heart. After all, a little old lady like Tan still has a soft place in her heart that holds her children.

However, the pretended children probably do not include his father Yang Huazhong and fifth uncle Yang Huazhou.

Yang Huaming's howling sounded again in the room.

"Mom, please spare your son this trip. It's his fault. It's his fault that he was deceived by lard. After listening to that woman Liu, if I had known that the bowl of pheasant soup was reserved for Mei'er, the knife holder

I don’t dare to touch it on my neck.”

In the room, Tan's waving of the broom suddenly stopped.

The old lady turned her face away and glared fiercely at Mrs. Liu who was hiding at the end of the bed with her owl-like eyes.

Mrs. Liu was so frightened when she saw her man being beaten that she huddled in the corner at the foot of the bed and did not dare to show her head.

Hearing Yang Huaming thrust himself out, he suddenly trembled all over.

"Mom, the fourth child is confused because of the pain of hemorrhoids. He is telling lies. This is none of my business."

Before she could finish her words, a broom fell on Mrs. Liu's head.

Mrs. Liu raised her arms to block it and screamed in horror.

"I know that my fourth son is not that bad-hearted. You, a poisonous woman, are all instigating this behind the scenes. I'm a good man, but you have instigated your evil ways. I will beat you to death, beat you to death."

The broom fell on Mrs. Liu like a storm.

Ms. Liu held her head in her hands and dodged around the room. In the process, Mrs. Tan grabbed her hair.

"My mother-in-law beats you, but she still dares to hide from you, a little bitchy and vicious woman."

Mrs. Tan spat hard on Mrs. Liu's face, threw away the broom in her hand, picked up an embroidery needle that was used to hold her shoes, and pierced Mrs. Liu's arms and thighs like raindrops.

Ms. Liu's hair was disheveled, she was jumping around on the ground, and her voice was out of tune when she screamed.

Yang Ruoqing was so entertained that she really didn't want to leave. She also wanted to see what would happen next. Someone gently pulled down her sleeve.

I turned around and saw that Xiao An was coming.

"What's up, Xiao An?"

"Sister, mother asked you to go back and said that she had something to discuss with you."

Yang Ruoqing finally reluctantly glanced at the martial arts show in the room, took Xiao An's hand and said, "Okay, let's go back."

"Mom, what do you want to do with me?" Yang Ruoqing walked into Yang Huazhong's house and asked.

Old Sun Tou was drinking tea and talking with Yang Huazhong there, and Mrs. Sun was changing off her field work shoes.

Hearing the sound, Mrs. Sun raised her head and said, "Qing'er, Chang Geng is here to help our family plow the remaining field. Mom has to go to the field to lend a hand and deliver some tea. This is lunch.

It’s up to you to clean it up.”

"no problem."

"Da'an and Xiao'an, you stay at home and help your sister to bring tea and water to your father and father, do you know?" Mrs. Sun then turned to her two sons.

Big and small An nodded together.

After Mrs. Sun left, Yang Ruoqing took her two younger brothers to the yard outside and began to think about what to eat for lunch.

After eating both the eel and the pheasant, I had to keep the remaining pheasant and ask Ga Gong to take it back to Sunjiagou.

The only old hen cannot be touched, as it must be kept to lay eggs, and the chicks will need to be hatched later.

What are you having for lunch?

If it were normal times, it wouldn't be so difficult.

Just cook some multigrain rice, make a bowl of wild vegetables, make egg custard, or stir-fry eggs with spicy sauce, and you'll be able to make do with it.

But now Mr. Ga is here, and Uncle Chang Geng is helping to plow the fields, which is strenuous work.

Because of my friendship with my father, Yang Huazhong, I don’t want to be paid, but it’s reasonable to have a long lunch.

What to have for lunch is what Yang Ruoqing is thinking about right now.

"Sister, are you wondering what we should have for lunch?" Daan suddenly asked.

Yang Ruoqing nodded, "Yes, we still have some cabbage, radish, spinach and lettuce brought by Grandpa. But the meat vegetables are gone."

Last night, she didn't bother to get in and out of the eel cage.

"Sister, there are small fish in the river behind the village. I'm going to catch them," Da'an said.

Yang Ruoqing was surprised and looked at Daan, "You can also catch fish?"

Daan nodded.

"No, you are still young and it is dangerous to play in the water. You are not allowed to catch fish," Yang Ruoqing said.

Daan stopped chewing.

"My sister can come up with something for lunch. Da'an, let me tell you again. You are not allowed to go fishing by the river behind the village. Do you hear me?"

Da'an nodded, "I understand, sister, it's so long-winded."

The young man turned around and returned to the house.

Yang Ruoqing smiled and said to Xiao An, "Your sister is staring at your brother. He disobeyed and went to the river. You should sue me quickly."

"I know, hee hee" Xiao An nodded happily.

Yang Ruoqing touched Xiao An's head, then turned and entered the kitchen.

As a senior foodie, Yang Ruoqing is absolutely confident in finding ingredients that can satisfy her family.

The same ingredients, in the hands of different cooks, can produce different flavors.

As long as you are willing to use your brain to think about this thing, you will definitely be able to innovate.

Search through

Yang Ruoqing's eyes lit up, she found the soybeans brought by Ga Gong this time.

After weighing it, I found it weighed about ten kilograms.

Yang Ruoqing scooped out a pottery bowl, about the size of a pound, and soaked it in cold water.

Then she picked up a bamboo basket and left the kitchen.

"Grandpa, Dad, I'm going out to dig some wild vegetables in the woods."

"Okay, don't go too deep, come back early"

"Um"

Yang Ruoqing came to the woods. The second thing she wanted to do was dig wild vegetables. The main thing she wanted to do was to try her luck in the woods.

Yesterday's two pheasants gave her a taste of the sweetness.

But she didn't have time to go deep into the forest today, so she planned to just wander around the outside of the forest.

During this season, most of the migratory birds in the mountains fly further south.

The area around Changping Village is located in the south-central part of the world.

Hundreds of miles away from Mianniu Mountain, there are hidden dragons and crouching tigers in the mountains

When migratory birds migrate every winter, a small group will stay in the Mianniu Mountain area.

Today is Saturday, the sun is shining brightly here. What are you guys doing on Saturday? Staying in bed or going to the cinema with your friends. Xiaoyu slept in late today. I felt so good when I got up and started typing. Suddenly I looked at the time.

, Oops, let’s go, it’s almost 12 o’clock, and I haven’t had breakfast yet. I’m starving, so I’ll stop writing here, and go out to eat a delicious meal first, Chongqing spicy chicken, boiled meat, and scrambled eggs with tomatoes. I’m full.
Chapter completed!