A sumptuous lunch is ready.

Braised pork, braised pork ribs, whole braised fish.

Crispy roast duck and crispy chicken brought back from the restaurant.

In addition, there are garden vegetables used as seasonings, stir-fried in season.

There was a big table full, and Blacksmith Luo came over, bringing a jar of realgar wine.

Yang Ruoqing pulled Sun and the family sat down around the table.

Blacksmith Luo asked Yang Huazhong: "Master Qing'er and Duke Ga haven't come over yet?"

Yang Huazhong said with a smile: "My father-in-law and the others are celebrating the festival at noon at their home. My father is celebrating this month with his eldest brother and the others. Today is the festival, so naturally he will eat with them."

Blacksmith Luo suddenly realized and said with a smile: "I was confused. Come on, let's drink..."

Yang Ruoqing looked at Blacksmith Luo secretly.

The middle-aged man's temples have obviously gained more gray hair in the past two days.

His expression is not as good as before.

Although he pretended to be open-minded and cheerful and smiled everywhere, she understood that he was thinking about Tang Yazi.

He single-handedly brought up Tang Yazi, even though he was an uncle and nephew.

After all, they are father and son!

And he is still a father and a mother at the same time.

Now Tang Yazi has gone to join the army, and Blacksmith Luo is lonely. He is not used to it, which is human nature.

"Uncle, Tang Yazi has gone to make great achievements. I am still at home, and we are all waiting for him to come back!"

Yang Ruoqing said to Blacksmith Luo and stood up.

"Today is the Dragon Boat Festival, I would like to offer you a cup of wine, uncle!"

She didn't like the taste of realgar, so she picked up the wine cup, raised her head and drank in one gulp.

Blacksmith Luo looked moved.

He picked up the wine cup with slightly trembling hands and stood up.

He was held down by Yang Huazhong.

"She is a junior, she should stand and toast, you, the uncle, can just sit down!" Yang Huazhong said.

Blacksmith Luo smiled and nodded, and looked at Yang Ruoqing lovingly.

"Okay, okay, uncle, drink this wine!"

The man also drank the wine in one gulp.

Here, Yang Ruoqing sat back with a smile.

"Uncle, eat your food!"

"Hey, okay, okay, eat them all, eat them all!"

"Uncle, you eat chicken legs!"

Da'an took the initiative to put a chicken leg into Blacksmith Luo's bowl.

Blacksmith Luo was surprised and hurriedly said: "Good boy, you can eat it. Uncle is an adult and won't eat these things..."

With that said, he was about to give the chicken legs to Daan.

Daan hugged the bowl and hid aside, smiling and saying: "Brother-in-law is not at home, from now on we will honor you, uncle!"

Blacksmith Luo was so moved that he was speechless.

Yang Huazhong gave Da'an an appreciative look, then turned to Blacksmith Luo and said, "Brother Luo, we are sons and daughters, we are one family."

"Tang Yazi is not at home. Let's have a good time as a family and wait for him to come back!"

Blacksmith Luo nodded vigorously.

At this time, Mrs. Sun arrived with rice dumplings filled with various fillings.

Everyone settled down and happily ate rice dumplings to celebrate the festival...

In the front yard, Lao Yangtou and Mr. Tan also sat in the dining hall, having lunch with Yang Huaan and his family.

The food is all handled by Jin.

After such a long period of training after the separation of the family, Jin, who had never cooked meals in the past, was finally able to manage the meals for the family with his own efforts, Tan's scolding and whipping, and Sun's help.

Although the taste is not good, at least it is no longer half-cooked.

At this moment, the whole family sat down around the table to eat, and Mrs. Jin also brought out the rice dumplings she had made.

Although the rice dumplings are not very well made.

The outer threads are all loose and the glutinous rice is leaking out from the inside.

But it’s okay to make do with what you eat.

While eating the greasy rice dumplings in her hands, Mrs. Tan gave instructions to Yang Huaan and Mrs. Jin.

"This is the Dragon Boat Festival. In the morning, Mei'er sent a Dragon Boat Festival gift."

"I asked her and Wang Shuanzi to come over for dinner at night, and let your wife prepare the food to look good at night!" said Tan.

Yang Huaan nodded: "Okay, I haven't eaten the crispy roast duck that Yongjin brought back from the restaurant yet. Mei'er came to eat together at night."

Mrs. Tan nodded, lowered her head and continued to eat the rice dumplings in her hand.

From the west room, Mrs. Liu's scream suddenly came.

At the same time, there were also the frightened cries of the three girls.

"What's going on?"

Old Yang was startled and just stood up.

Yang Huaan, who was sitting under him, rushed out of the dining hall first: "Let me take a look!"

In the four-bedroom house, the door was banged.

Ms. Liu was sitting on the ground in the middle of the room with disheveled hair, holding her head in her hands, trying to avoid Yang Huaming's punches and kicks.

Yang Huaming's eyes turned red, and he kicked Mr. Liu and roared angrily.

"Bitch bitch, greedy bitch, if you dare to compete with me for rice dumplings, you will be shaken up!"

"I'll beat you to death!"

Fists rained down on Liu's body.

Two girls were huddled in the corner crying, and there was another girl in the cradle, waving her little hands and crying like she was about to die.

When Yang Huaan saw this, he shouted: "Fourth brother, why are you so crazy?"

Hearing Yang Hua'an's voice, Yang Huaming was stunned for a moment and paused his attack.

Taking this opportunity, Mrs. Liu got up from the ground and ran to hide behind Yang Huaan.

"Brother, save me, the fourth brother wants to beat me to death..."

Yang Huaan felt pity in his heart when he saw Mrs. Liu's pitiful look.

"Fourth brother and sister, don't be afraid. As long as I'm here, he won't dare to do anything to you!"

Yang Huaan comforted Mrs. Liu.

Mrs. Liu nodded, sticking her butt out and hiding behind Yang Huaan.

In the room, Yang Huaming came to his senses and was annoyed when he saw Yang Huaan protecting Mr. Liu.

"Brother, don't protect anyone. It's not a good thing to be around women. You're so lazy and a glutton!"

Yang Huaming picked up the feather duster in his hand and came over to hit him again.

He was stopped by Yang Huaan: "She is too lazy to eat, what about you?"

"Are you still a man if you beat your own wife like this for a couple of rice dumplings? Do you still want to be shameless?"

Yang Huaan reprimanded Yang Huaming plausibly.

Yang Huaming was stunned.

He looked at Yang Huaan and Liu suspiciously.

Why is the elder brother so protective of this stinky bitch?

At this time, Lao Yangtou also rushed over, followed by Yang Yongxian, Yang Yongjin and others.

Tan also came out, supported by Jin.

When Yang Huazhou and Bao Suyun in the east room opposite heard the noise, they both stood at the door and looked toward the west room.

This side of the West House.

As soon as Lao Yangtou came over, Yang Huaan explained the situation here in a more elaborate manner before he asked.

"Dad, everything is going well for the family and the family during this holiday. It's outrageous for the fourth brother to make such a fuss..."

Yang Hua'an said.

Old Yangtou looked ugly.

Staring at Yang Huaming, who was barefoot in the room: "Look at you, you eat and sleep every day, eat after you sleep, and beat your wife and children when you have eaten and slept well. Do you still have a sense of self?"

Yang Huaming scratched his head and said, "This woman is trying to steal my rice dumplings. If I don't hit her, who will I hit?"

Old Yangtou was so angry that his face turned black.

"If you had listened to me and tidied up those acres of fields, would you still have had no meat dumplings to eat?"

The old man asked with a sad look on his face.

Yang Huaming remained silent.
Chapter completed!