She would not be like other women who, when faced with a love fight, would grab her man's arm and persuade him with a look of fear that "it's better to do less than to do more".

She will only fight side by side with him.

Even if you are against the whole world.

Moreover, this beating of Fang Meng was purely brought about by Fang Meng himself.

So what if you step on his balls?

This is a world of the weak and the strong.

If Tang Yazi was still the reckless man without any guidance from the beginning, if Yang Ruoqing was not a time travel agent, but an ordinary woman.

So how will this end today?

Tang Yazi will be beaten to death by Fang Meng and his party. If he can't be beaten to death, he will probably lose most of his life!

And she was fucked to the extreme by Fang Meng.

Fang Meng does not deserve mercy.

"I heard that Fang Meng is Fang Daheng's only seedling. Now that the only seedling has been cut off by us, Fang Daheng will go crazy!"

she joked with a smile.

Luo Fengtang sneered: "Since I dare to step on it, I won't be afraid."

Yang Ruoqing said: "Well done, this is my man!"

Luo Fengtang said: "I'm a little worried about you, Qing'er."

"Why are you worried about me? Fang Meng has been crippled and can't do bad things." She waved her hand disapprovingly.

Luo Fengtang shook his head: "I'm in the military camp. Even if Fang Daheng troubles me for a while, there's nothing he can do to me."

"But you live in this town and there isn't even a nursing home nearby. I'm worried that they will come here to cause trouble!" he said.

Feeling his sincere concern and concern, her heart felt warm.

"Huh, who am I? They can come if they have the ability!" she said.

"My son's roots are broken. When the time comes, sister, I will break his old roots as well."

"Haha, there are only a bunch of widows in the Fang family. It's interesting!"

Her eyes were shining brightly, and she looked worried that the world would not be in chaos.

Luo Fengtang's head is covered with black lines.

This girl's habit of opening and closing her mouth to let others get rid of her... is really not good!

However, he likes it!

After washing their hands, the two of them wiped their faces again.

The water is drawn from a well in the backyard.

This well water is a good thing. It is so deep underground that it is warm in winter and cool in summer.

A wooden frame was nailed to the wellhead, and a rope was lowered. Looking back, she had some watermelon, sour plum soup and so on.

You can also put it in a well to keep it, so it can be used as a refrigerator!

After washing in the cold well water, both of them felt very comfortable and refreshed.

Yang Ruoqing said: "Go to the kitchen to pack lunch!"

He immediately picked up the mullet and followed her to the kitchen.

The fish was slaughtered by the fish sellers in Wa City, and they were washed several times when they came back.

So, he washed the fish and she chopped the vegetables.

The two got busy.

The washed fish was quickly in her hands.

The fish was so big, she chopped off the head and tail, cut a piece of ginger into it, and put some oil on it.

Put it in a small tea can, close the lid tightly, and stuff it into the stove.

As for the middle part of the fish body, she sliced ​​it off next to a long bone in the middle.

Cut the fish fillets into evenly thick pieces, put them in a large bowl, add ginger garlic paste, vinegar and a little osmanthus wine from the south and marinate them first to let the fish fillets take in the flavor.

At this moment, rapid footsteps suddenly came from outside the kitchen.

"No need to guess, Uncle Bai is here!"

Yang Ruoqing listened attentively and smiled at Luo Fengtang who was sitting at the stove.

Luo Fengtang glanced at the kitchen door, and Bai Laowu's figure just happened to flash in.

Before the person could stand still, a voice came over.

"Qing'er, the rice hasn't been cooked yet? Hurry up and add another bowl of rice. Uncle Bai left this for lunch..."

Without waiting for Yang Ruoqing to express her position, Luo Fengtang smiled and said: "Uncle Bai, are you coming to Qing'er for food again?"

Only then did Bai Laowu see Luo Fengtang sitting at the door of the kitchen.

His eyes widened and he straightened his back: "There are no brats, big or small, but I am your commander! What do you mean by sharing food?"

"You call such elegant things tacky. It's really..."

Bai Laowu scolded Luo Fengtang.

Luo Fengtang was speechless.

Here, Yang Ruoqing looked at the two men and couldn't help but laugh.

"Uncle Bai, you came just in time. I bought eggplant and mullet today, and also made some sweet-scented osmanthus wine. I'll drink a few cups with you at noon!" she said.

Upon hearing this, Bai Laowu let Luo Fengtang go.

"Okay, okay, let me see how you make these two ingredients!"

Bai Laowu rushed to the pot in one stride, his eyes following Yang Ruoqing's hand.

It's true that he likes food.

But during this period, I often watched Yang Ruoqing cooking delicious food, and Bai Laowu became addicted to it.

In the past, I just blindly pursued the taste of delicious food, which was the result.

But now he suddenly discovered that the process of cooking food is actually full of artifacts and mysteries!

Ingredients can be found everywhere, but this girl can make extraordinary delicious food.

And she has a hundred different ways of cooking the same ingredients.

You won’t get tired of eating, you won’t get tired of eating!

"Qing'er, what are you going to do with these mullet and eggplant?"

Bai Laowu pointed at the ingredients on the pot table and asked curiously.

Yang Ruoqing pursed her lips and smiled: "You will know later if you look back."

Bai Laowu stopped saying anything and focused on watching Yang Ruoqing cooking.

Luo Fengtang, who was at the door of the stove, was also attentively tending to the firewood.

Over at the pot, Yang Ruoqing cut the eggplant into circles.

In a large bowl on the side, I grabbed a handful of wheat flour and two eggs, and knocked them together lightly.

The moment the eggshell broke, she moved her wrist dexterously.

Just pour the egg white in the egg liquid into the wheat flour.

But the two egg yolks were put into another bowl on the side.

Stir the egg white and wheat flour for a few times, then add an appropriate amount of water and salt to make a thick liquid.

When the oil in the pot was hot, she picked up circles of eggplant with chopsticks and put them into the egg white and wheat flour slime.

Coat both sides of the eggplant evenly with egg wash, then put it into the oil pan and fry.

Sizzling...

La la...

The eggplants are tumbling up and down in the oil pan, and the egg liquid swells up when exposed to the high temperature.

Form a golden, colorful circle around the eggplant.

"I've eaten fried eggplant, steamed eggplant, and scooped eggplant before. This is the first time I've eaten it this way."

Bai Laowu clicked his tongue and said.

"Qing'er, what's the name of this dish?" he asked again.

Yang Ruoqing said: "It's called fried eggplant box."

"Eggplant box? Hehe, not to mention it's really appropriate, it really looks like a small box." Bai Laowu said.

Yang Ruoqing also laughed.

Soon the fried eggplant boxes were plated and taken out of the pot, and she made another bowl of braised mullet fillets.

Considering how hot it is during this summer, she replaced the red chili peppers with green millet chili peppers.

Sour, spicy, refreshing and appetizing.

Finally, I used the two extra egg yolks I had previously and fried them together with the loofah. It was a light stir-fry.

Three simple bowls of vegetables were brought to the table, along with three bowls of white rice mixed with mung beans.
Chapter completed!