The pig food mixed with wild vegetables, rice bran, and wheat bran is cooked until it is fragrant and sticky, and is scooped into the pig trough made of rolling stones with a gourd gourd.

Immediately, two big fat pigs smelling the fragrance climbed up from the corner, walked in ecstasy, and swung their plump buttocks to eat.

The sharp and long pig's mouth suddenly penetrated into the pig trough, choking the nostrils with food, and it was so hot that they quickly pulled out their mouths and noses and started to moan, as if to condemn and protest against Sun.

Sun smiled and said, "You silly pigs, wait a minute, the cold water hasn't been redeemed yet!"

When other people's pig food is boiled, they directly exchange it with cold water. Sun's care in raising pigs is to exchange for cold boiled water that has been cooled in advance. The pigs will get less sick after eating it.

She scooped two more ladles of cold water into the pig's trough and stirred it gently a few times to make the pig's food evenly heated and thick enough.

The pigs sensed something and attacked the pig trough again.

They ate loudly, their ears as big as cattail leaf flaps swung from side to side, and the two guys squeezed each other from time to time, almost coming to blows in the fierce moments.

Mrs. Sun stood aside and watched gently, occasionally tapping the stronger pig's head twice with the ladle in her hand and giving a few scoldings.

When Yang Ruoqing found the backyard, what she saw was this scene.

Her lips couldn't help but curl up.

They are all pigs, although the ending is the same, they are all sent to the dining table to become human delicacies, but in the process of growing up, it is a happy thing for the pigs to be fed by Sun.

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To be treated so tenderly...

This made her think of herself and humans.

In fact, there is not much difference between humans and pigs. Pigs go to the dinner table, but humans also go to the tomb.

Whether it is the emperor of Qin or Han dynasty or the beggar on the roadside, everyone is equal in the face of death.

Therefore, life is all about the process. Take advantage of these decades and cherish every day. When you are dying, you will think about your life. It would be good if you can get four words, that is: no regrets, no regrets.

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"Qing'er, why are you here? Have you had breakfast?" Sun turned around and saw Yang Ruoqing, and asked with a smile.

Yang Ruoqing came back to her senses and said with a smile: "I ate it a long time ago. I came here to tell my mother that Tang Yazi and I just sent eel noodles to my fourth uncle."

When it comes to eel noodles, Sun's face is full of smiles.

"The eel noodles taste so good. Feng'er finished the bowl that your aunt gave to Feng'er earlier, and even drank up the soup." said Sun.

"Your father and I are very happy. Feng'er hasn't eaten as well as he does now for a long time. Your father said that he will also get some cages to put the eels in later."

Hearing Sun's words, Yang Ruoqing smiled.

"My father is so busy, how can he have time to do these things? This matter has been taken care of by Tang Yazi and I. We will continue to do it later. Chen'er and Baobao also like to eat it!" Yang Ruoqing said.

Sun nodded and asked again about Yang Huaming's injury.

Hearing that Yang Huaming was not in pain as yesterday, Mrs. Sun breathed a sigh of relief: "Don't be busy at noon. I kept the pig liver. I will make pig liver soup at noon and send it to your fourth uncle to replenish his health."

Yang Ruoqing nodded: "Then I will bring breakfast to Fourth Uncle tomorrow."

"By the way, Qing'er, did you meet your grandparents when you went to the old house earlier?" Mrs. Sun asked again.

Yang Ruoqing shook her head: "We didn't meet. We sat in the room of Fourth Uncle and Aunt Xiaojuan for a while, said a few words and then left."

"When I came out, I took a special look at the east room and found that the door was ajar and there was no movement inside."

Mrs. Sun nodded, thoughtfully, with a hint of solemnity on her face.

Yang Ruoqing noticed it and said: "Mom, you made the pork liver soup at noon, and you just stay at home and don't go out. I'll just go to the old house to deliver it to you, so that you don't meet my grandparents and they will cause trouble for you!"

If I go to see him off, even if they know it's me who has gone there, they won't dare to cause trouble for me."

When she went to the old house in the morning, she didn't believe that Lao Yangtou and Mr. Tan, who were separated by a wall, didn't know.

The backyard is Tan's territory. She dominates the entire territory like a tree demon grandma. She doesn't know what's going on?

It must be that the shadow from yesterday was a bit big. They had tasted her shrewdness and didn't dare to show off easily.

Sun was a soft persimmon, so they were eager for Sun or Yang Huazhong to come to their door, but Yang Ruoqing did not fulfill their wish!

Mrs. Sun was naturally aware of her daughter's intentions. Although she was moved, she shook her head.

"You have to see what you need to see. You can't keep hiding like this. It's not a problem!" Mrs. Sun said.

"Besides, it's almost August, and in August it's our turn to support your grandparents. We have to meet you after all..." Mrs. Sun said again.

Yang Ruoqing thought about it and realized that it was indeed August in only ten days. Tang Yazi would probably have to return to the capital after the Mid-Autumn Festival at home.

Hey, how come these days go by so fast? It’s already the second half of the year in a blink of an eye.

"Qing'er, what are you thinking about? Why are you distracted?"

When Mrs. Sun saw that Yang Ruoqing was silent, she couldn't help but raise the pig food ladle in her hand and wave it gently in front of her.

Yang Ruoqing came back to her senses instantly.

"Ah, it's okay. So what, mother, things are still at the forefront these two days. You and my dad can avoid it if you can. After a few days, it calms down a little, and you can meet with my grandparents again.

I'll come over and get the lunch when it's ready, it's settled!"

After saying these words, Yang Ruoqing turned around and left the backyard, not giving Sun a chance to refuse.

"This girl..."

Looking at the retreating figure, Sun said angrily, but her eyes filled with relief.

Earlier I heard Guihua Dayun and the others were having a family time together, and they said that when parents give birth to children, many times their personality and behavior may not be passed on to their children.

Some parents are as talkative as magpies, but their children are boring gourds.

Some parents are boring, but their children are lively and talkative, and all the family talk is taken over by their children.

Some parents themselves are strong, but their children do not inherit that character and are instead very cowardly.

And some parents are very cowardly and good people, but their children take charge of the family prematurely and become very independent.

For example, her family Qinger is like this.

They are much more promising than her and Yang Huazhong...

This may be a gift from God, Mrs. Sun thought silently in her heart.

"A sneeze, a sneeze!"

In the east room of Old Yang's house, Mr. Tan sneezed twice loudly in one go.

She took out the handkerchief and wiped her nose, and said angrily: "It's probably the fat girl who is cursing me. That heartless girl, if I had known she was so strong and domineering, she should have been pushed into a urine bucket and drowned when she was born!"

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Old Yangtou sat at the table and reached out to touch the dry tobacco pole at his waist out of habit, but found nothing.

Then I remembered that yesterday I got mad at Yang Ruoqing and hit her with a cigarette pole. However, she missed her and broke the cigarette pole in half.
Chapter completed!