Yang Ruoqing raised her hand and scratched her head, and said with some embarrassment: "Brother Damo, I have a strange problem since I was a child. I like to grind my teeth when I sleep at night, and I also sleepwalk."

"It's a good thing there's no one else in the house. One time I slept with my brother and almost strangled him to death."

"Another time, a relative came to my house and slept in the same room as me. During the night, his feet were almost chewed off by me."

"So at home I always sleep alone in a room. Tonight, you can just let me go to your woodshed to spend the night. I won't sleep in your room," she said.

Hearing Yang Ruoqing's words, Da Mo's face was filled with astonishment.

"Ah? Is there such a strange thing? This is the first time I have heard of it." He said.

Yang Ruoqing smiled shyly, "My family's conditions are not too bad in the village, because I have a wealthy relative who does business outside the mountains and often provides financial support to my family."

"But because of this weird problem, I haven't been able to get a wife, hey!" She said, shaking her head and sighing.

Damo recovered from the shock and said to Yang Ruoqing: "Brother Xiaotang, don't be sad. If you can't marry, you can't marry. There are many in our village who can't marry."

"I have three brothers, but my eldest brother is married. My third brother and I are both naked. My third brother is about the same age as you, he is also in his early twenties."

"There is another family in our village. The three brothers jointly married a daughter-in-law from outside the mountains in the twelfth month of last year. No, the wife ran away two months ago. They can't stand the poor life in the mountains!"

The speaker has no intention, the listener has intention.

"Whose family is it? Why are you so unlucky?" Yang Ruoqing asked.

Damo said: "Remember when we first entered the village, there was a mule tied up in front of someone's house? It was their house."

"That family's surname is Ge, the eldest brother is called Ge Dayan, the second child is Ge Erdan, and the third child is..."

"Ge Sandan?" Yang Ruoqing asked.

Damo shook his head: "No, the third child's name is Ge Xiaodan."

Yang Ruoqing has black lines all over her head.

Damo continued: "The three brothers of the Ge family have spent money. Their wife ran away and they didn't even give birth to half a baby. Compared to us, that's really a loss!"

Yang Ruoqing knew that Damo was comforting her in his own way.

This big grinder is ugly, but his heart is still warm.

"When you go up the mountain, a mule equalizes the horse, but when you go down the mountain, you don't need to fight a donkey." Yang Ruoqing said.

"This mule, I heard from my brothers that even a small mule cannot be bought without two taels of silver."

"I see that the mule in the Ge family's yard is fat and strong. It is worth a lot of money. It seems that the Ge family is the richest man in your Sishanao area!" Yang Ruoqing said deliberately.

Hearing this, Damo was a little unconvinced.

"What? If their family is rich, can the wife run away?" he said.

"My wife has run away and I haven't even repaid the money I borrowed to buy her!" he said again.

Yang Ruoqing: "Then why..."

Damo interrupted Yang Ruoqing and said: "Ge Dadan doesn't know what kind of shit he has stepped on. I left the village today and brought back two people from outside the mountain when I came back."

"They said they came here to collect mountain goods. The mules belong to those two people, not his Ge family."

"However, the person who collects the mountain goods said that he would ask Ge Dadan to help collect it in the nearby mountain villages, and I will pay him for the errands later!"

The amount of information contained in Damo's words was exactly what Yang Ruoqing needed.

Tuobaling really settled down at Ge Dadan's house, and he would probably stay there for a few days.

What kind of mountain goods? Yang Ruoqing doesn't believe it. Tuobaling's intention to go to the mountains this time is not to drink. This is a sure thing.

"Why are you so lazy? You don't even come over to eat? Do you want me to deliver food to your house? I'm the emperor?"

The angry voice of a middle-aged man suddenly sounded at the door of the house.

After saying these words, he turned around and left.

Here, Damo grinned and said to Yang Ruoqing: "Xiaotang, you are a guest, how can I ask you to sleep in the woodshed? You can just sleep in my room, and I will go to the woodshed for a night."

"But..." Just as Yang Ruoqing opened her mouth, she was interrupted again by Damo.

"There's nothing wrong with it. This is my home and I have the final say."

"Hey, let's go and eat!"

A soybean oil lamp was lit on the table in the main room, and a middle-aged man and a younger-looking man sat facing each other.

Yang Ruoqing guessed that these should be Damo's eldest brother and third brother.

I just heard a brief introduction from Da Mo in the room. The eldest brother is called Lao Mo and the third brother is called Xiao Mo.

Why is it called milling? I heard that the three "milling" parents used to grind corn, wheat, etc., all with a hammer, which was very laborious.

So I always dream of having a stone mill.

So he named his three sons Lao Mo, Da Mo and Xiao Mo.

I heard from Damo that their family still doesn't have a mill of their own. To grind grain powder or something, they have to climb two mountains to grind it in a village opposite to someone who has a mill.

At this moment, the brothers Lao Mo and Xiao Mo were sitting face to face, both immersed in the porridge in their bowls.

When Damo came out with Yang Ruoqing, Old Mo didn't even raise his head.

Xiao Mo turned his head and glanced curiously this way. Seeing Yang Ruoqing's dark yellow face and sloppy clothes, Xiao Mo turned his head and continued to pick up the contents of the bowl.

"Brother Xiaotang, come and sit here."

Damo asked Yang Ruoqing to sit down on one of the stools, and he sat down opposite Yang Ruoqing.

The table was sticky and dirty. Seeing the table, Yang Ruoqing lost her appetite.

I'm not hungry either, so I ate roasted rabbit legs at noon to quell my hunger.

"Come on, Xiaotang, you eat this bowl."

Damo placed a bowl with a cracked mouth in front of Yang Ruoqing, along with a pair of chopsticks.

Yang Ruoqing smiled gratefully at Damo.

"I can't eat so much, so I'll give you some."

Yang Ruoqing said, pouring half of the wild vegetable porridge in the bowl into Da Mo's bowl.

Damo grinned, held the bowl and lowered his head to drink.

Lao Mo and Xiao Mo also buried their faces in their own bowls. The atmosphere at the dinner table was a bit depressing, and no one spoke.

Naturally, Yang Ruoqing had nothing to say, so she lowered her head and ate in small bites.

The taste of the wild vegetable porridge is not good, mainly because it is too bland and a bit bitter.

To be honest, even if it was a long time ago before the old Yang family was divided, the wild vegetable porridge made by Sun's family would taste much better than this.

It can be seen that the same ingredients, cooked by different cooks, will taste different in the wild vegetable porridge.

The reason why the dishes made by a good cook are delicious is that even ordinary ingredients can taste good.

That's because when the cook is cooking, she pours her love into the food.

Because of the love for family, this love is also full of love and intention.

So it's naturally different.

This is very mysterious, don’t believe it.

And obviously, Lao Mo's mother-in-law didn't put any love into her cooking, so...
Chapter completed!