"Hit well and kill well. A bad thing like that has been born and has no one to teach it. It is not an exaggeration to be struck by thunder and lightning. It is also worthy of being skinned and cramped."

Mrs. Tan beat the edge of the bed, her brows stood up in anger and she gritted her teeth.

Even a person like Sun, who is soft-hearted and good-natured, was filled with shock and anger when he heard these things.

"Control evil with evil, and evil people should be tortured by evil people. This thing is very satisfying." Sun finally sighed.

Yang Huazhong nodded: "Although it is inappropriate to do evil, I also feel very relieved about this matter. If there are no chivalrous people in this world who fight against injustice, and the government does not act, then we ordinary people will really have no life.

Already."

Yang Huaming said: "Isn't that right? The stupid son of the wife's wife was killed, and most of the people in the city cheered."

Yang Huazhong nodded again and couldn't help but think of Li Mao again.

"Li Mao is supposed to be taking medicine and there are people watching at home, so something like that won't happen, right?" He muttered, still feeling a little uneasy on his face.

Yang Huaming patted his thigh, "Third brother, I told you that story because I was worried about Li Mao. You are Li Zheng. If something like that really happens in our village, you will be responsible. You have to be careful.

ah!"

Yang Huazhong looked solemn, "I will go to Lao Gen's house every day from now on to see how Li Mao's child is recovering."

Tan was tired of chatting, so he yawned twice in a row, waved his hand and started to chase people away.

"It's getting late, I'm going to bed, you all should go back too."

Brother Yang Huazhong then stood up. Before leaving, Mrs. Sun asked Mrs. Tan softly: "Mom, my family is going to kill those two mahua ducks tomorrow. Do you always want to eat stewed or braised?"

Tan thought for a moment, "I'll eat whatever you guys eat. I have good teeth and a good appetite, so I'm not picky."

Sun was shocked again.

"Why don't you say anything? Is it so difficult to cook my food?" Tan asked angrily with an evil eyebrow.

Mrs. Sun came back to her senses and smiled, "It's not difficult to burn. I remember that my mother likes to eat duck blood. How about I send duck blood fans to my mother tomorrow?"

“Put less coriander,” Ms. Tan warned.

Mrs. Sun nodded repeatedly.

After leaving the east room, Yang Huaming stared at the back of his brother and sister-in-law, swallowed, and hesitated to speak.

Sun turned around and said to Yang Huaming: "Fourth brother, come over for dinner tomorrow at noon. If there are ducks, you can drink two cups with your third brother."

Yang Huazhong also said: "Yes, tomorrow I will also call my father-in-law and Brother Luo to eat ducks during the winter solstice. This is the rule."

This was what Yang Huaming was waiting for, grinning with excitement.

"Okay, okay, I'll go tomorrow, I will definitely go."

But I thought in my heart, the rules are rules, and it may depend on the conditions if you can't fulfill them. Seventy percent of the families in the village can't eat duck during the winter solstice.

Although the fourth room raises ducks, they are reluctant to eat them.

…

The next day, Mrs. Sun killed two Twist ducks at home, stripped off the feathers, removed the internal organs, chopped the duck meat into pieces and put them in a basket, which was full of duck meat.

Mrs. Sun had sent a message to Xiaoduo in Xiangjiazhuang in advance. On this winter solstice, Xiaoduo, Xiang Shengnan and Jiaojiao also returned to their parents' home.

Yang Huazhong went to Sun's house again to invite Lao Suntou and Xiaojie's father over, but found that the eldest Sun was also killing ducks at home, and Xiaojie and Zhang Ban were both there.

Naturally, Lao Suntou and the others would not come, so Yang Huazhong went to call the Luo family to come over, and the whole family came over.

Yang Huaming brought the three girls and Tiedan, and the whole room was full of people.

Wang Cuilian was helping Sun cook in the backyard, and the three girls also rolled up their sleeves and came over to help.

There was a basket full of duck meat. Several women took stock of it and picked out the legs, which had thick meat and were braised in yellow and braised sauce. They stir-fried them with chili pepper and soybean paste, paying attention to the strong taste.

The rest is boiled into old duck soup, in which large pieces of duck blood and vermicelli are added.

As time went by, the strong aroma of the old duck soup in the kitchen came out little by little. In the end, the entire kitchen and the backyard could no longer bear the fragrance. Even the tea in the front hall was

Everyone chatting couldn't sit still when they smelled this scent.

Before lunch, Mrs. Sun specially packed a bowl of white rice and a bowl of duck blood and vermicelli soup. In addition, she also picked up a bowl of meat and vegetable dishes in a big bowl and sent them to her old house.

Before leaving, she specifically asked Yang Huazhong: "Brother-in-law... do you want to send a bowl of duck meat over too?"

Yang Huazhong glanced at Sun in surprise, then raised his head and looked at the sky, "No need."

Giving it to my uncle was just an excuse, to put it bluntly, it was for the old man.

"People like him are not worthy. Yongxian's filial piety is enough." Yang Huazhong said.

Ever since Yongxian returned to the village, the old man had been talking to and praising everyone he met in the past few days, praising Yongxian to the sky.

You said that if you praise him, you will praise him, and if you don't have to raise your foot, you will step on Da'an, Xiaoan, and others, right?

"Even if I feed this duck meat to a dog, I don't want to give it to him. If you feed it to a dog, the dog can still wag its tail a few times. If you feed it to him, it will bite you again after it is full and strong enough!"

When Yang Huazhong talked about Lao Yangtou, his chest rose and fell rapidly, and he became angry.

Mrs. Sun quickly changed her words: "Okay, okay, just don't send it away. Don't be angry. Brother Luo and the others are still in the front yard. You should calm down."

…

Sun sent food to Tan and stayed there to feed Tan.

Mrs. Tan took out a piece of handkerchief and carefully wiped the corners of her mouth, and asked Ms. Sun: "What, you didn't give that old bastard duck meat, did you?"

Mrs. Sun shook her head, "The food was cooked, so I hurriedly brought it to my mother because I was afraid that she would be hungry. What she meant was..."

"Don't give it away, he doesn't deserve to eat from our old Yang family," said Tan.

Putting the handkerchief aside, he took the tea handed over by Mrs. Sun and took a sip to get rid of the greasiness in his mouth.

"That old guy is so shameless. The children and grandchildren at home thought he was a piece of shit, so he went to make trouble for his old brother. Fortunately, my younger brother and sister were dead long ago, otherwise they would have kicked him out."

When Mrs. Tan talked about Lao Yangtou, she was so full of swear words that Mrs. Sun, the daughter-in-law, was embarrassed to hear it.

Fortunately, Mrs. Jin came to see Mrs. Tan, so Mrs. Sun took the opportunity to go back.

The dining table at home was filled with all kinds of dishes. Yang Huazhong and Blacksmith Luo Yang Huaming were serving wine and food. It was very lively.

At the south end of the village, little old Yangtou's family was also having lunch, but it was a different scene.

"Brother, this is my new dish, roast chicken. Try it."

Little old Yang pointed to the bowl of roast chicken on the table in front of him, feeling a little uneasy.

After taking one bite, Lao Yangtou spit the chicken in his mouth onto the ground.
Chapter completed!