Yang Ruoqing chuckled: "Da'an, you are worried, maybe you are the ones that our grandparents like!"

Yang Huamei was spoiled by Old Yangtou and Tan as treasures since she was a child.

All of them are spoiled and can't do anything, and they are lazy to eat and do it.

Such a woman is a wife for others and meets a bad temper.

I have to be beaten up every few days.

嫁给栓子,谁挨揍还说不定呢!

And the one in the Wang family may be the dowry given by the Yang family.

And there are many men from the Yang family.

Wang Shuanzi is weak and his father-in-law is tough, so he can help protect him in the village.

It hit it off and everyone got what they wanted, it seemed like a perfect match!

only--

"Mom, do you really take the errand assigned to you by my breast?"

Yang Ruoqing turned to ask Sun again.

Yang Huamei is Tan's heart and soul. She must have a lot of clothes, shoes, socks, and bedding that she dowed.

If there were every embroidery work on it, Sun would have to embroider it.

From now on, until Yang Huamei got married, she had to spend all her free time!

"Mom, you won't take it all over, right?"

Yang Ruoqing then asked again.

Sun was stunned for a moment, his smile appeared a little embarrassed.

"I didn't take it all, but I didn't refuse..."

"It's a happy event for your sister-in-law to get married. Your mother entrusts me with the embroidery work, which is my value."

"It's not easy for me to refuse..."

When Yang Ruoqing heard Sun's words, she was also drunk.

If you don’t explicitly reject people like Tan, she will think you are your default.

Whenever you have to do anything related to needlework, you have to send it here.

"It is certainly a great joy for my sister-in-law to get married, but she must do the dowry and embroidery according to our rules."

Yang Ruoqing said with some displeasure.

"She doesn't know how to use needles and threads, so she has to learn."

"If you can't learn it, then my breasts will take care of it."

"It's not your third sister-in-law's turn to take care of all this!" Yang Ruoqing said.

Sun didn't say anything anymore, sitting there with a slightly blushing face.

Yang Huazhong, who was beside her, said, "Your mother has always been a soft-hearted person and kind-hearted person. As long as others praise her for her good embroidery, she will be happy to be exhausted. Isn't she Qing'er's mother?"

Sun smiled embarrassedly and looked at Yang Ruoqing again.

"Qinger..."

"Mom, I won't stop you from doing it. But there is a prerequisite for this, that is, you are very idle and free."

Yang Ruoqing continued.

"I'm going to go back and pull some cloth to make a few new bedding, so I can't sleep warm at night."

"You have to take care of our clothes, shoes and socks."

"When spring comes and farm work gets busy, you will have to be free." She said.

After hearing Yang Ruoqing's analysis, Sun calmed down with a fever.

"I went to the hat at that time. Your milk personally made a bowl of tea for me and grabbed a large handful of peanuts for me."

"This is the first time she has treated me like this for more than ten years since I entered the door."

"I was heartbroken to me and said that Mei'er was going to get married. Your breasts were so happy that they cried, and I wiped my tears as well."

"Later, she said that she was old and couldn't handle needles and threads, and Mei'er didn't know how to do it, so she begged me for help."

"I was in a fog at that time, and I didn't think so much and responded..."

Sun recalled.

After hearing this, Yang Ruoqing sneered secretly.

It seems that I have learned the lesson from Aunt Wu’s last time.

This time, Tan assigned Sun to work, and changed his methods.

It is no longer a fierce order.

Instead, it became a win-win.

The big stick was replaced with sugar-coated shells, but the purpose was not changed, and it squeezed Sun's labor.

Over there, Sun took out the peanuts in his pocket and distributed them to Da'an Xiao'an and Yang Ruoqing.

Yang Ruoqing didn't have the heart to eat the peanuts.

"Mom, we have suffered more than once, why can't you be more alert?"

Yang Ruoqing looked depressed.

Why can't we always be tougher and bravely say "no" to Tan's side?

Sun didn't say anything anymore, like a child who had done something wrong, hanging his head.

Yang Ruoqing stood up and said, "I'll go and tell my mother about the embroidery work. I'll choose two things to show my face to embroider for my mother, and let them think of the others!"

Sun hurriedly grabbed Yang Ruoqing: "Qing'er can't do it..."

"Why can't you do it? Mom, you can't spare so much time at all!"

"I agree. If you go back on your word, it's not good that your breasts will get angry!" Sun said stutteringly.

"What's wrong with this? I'll turn around and make the fat man feel so tired that I can't get the job done, so my breasts will still get angry!" Yang Ruoqing said.

The mother and daughter were in a stalemate.

Seeing this, Yang Huazhong hurriedly came out to smooth things over.

"How about this, I'll go and talk to your milkman and ask her to assign some embroidery work to your fourth aunt. Qing'er, don't talk about it."

"Besides, a family like us is not the landlord's old fortune."

"Your aunt's dowry is not much more, so there are only a few embroidery pieces." Yang Huazhong said again.

Yang Ruoqing glanced at the couple and pursed her lips.

"Okay, since you all like to take on jobs so much, I have nothing to say."

Yang Ruoqing sat back on the warm bucket and then went to bake the fire.

The parents of Baozi always think from the perspective of others, retreat, and be tolerant.

Is it interesting to be a person like this?

After saying too much, she became a petty villain.

Well, then I don’t care. If you look back, you will know your Virgin Mary and the Holy Father!

When I was in the light, the old Luo family.

Luo Da'e took the two sweet potatoes and a bowl of rice that Luo Fengtang had brought back and cooked a pot of sweet potato porridge.

Luo Blacksmith and Luo Fengtang only ate half a bowl, and the rest were all in her stomach.

After dinner, Blacksmith Luo went back to the east room to rest.

Luo Fengtang was sitting in the main hall soaking his feet.

After Luo Da'e packed up the dishes, she smiled and approached Luo Fengtang.

"Oh, you guys love to clean your body. Soaking your feet before going to bed is good for your body!"

Luo Dae praised.

Luo Fengtang didn't chew it, and buried his head and prepared to wipe his feet.

Luo Da'e came first to grab the handkerchief: "Come and wipe it for you!"

"Aunt, no, I can do it myself!" Luo Fengtang said.

"Hey, what's the matter? When you were a child, you didn't say you had wiped your feet. Even if you changed your diapers, you didn't know how much you did for you!"

Luo Fengtang's face turned slightly red.
To be continued...