"Did my fourth uncle and fourth aunt take it?" Yang Ruoqing suddenly interrupted Sun and asked

Sun was stunned for a moment and did not deny it.

I go

Yang Ruoqing's brows wrinkled, and Yang Huazhong's face didn't look very good either.

"Ms. Qing'er, why didn't you tell me what it was like at that time? I thought you ate it and shared it with the kids, leaving only the bun."

The man looked ashamed, regretful, and distressed.

But Mrs. Sun didn't take it seriously and said with a smile, "It's all over, let's not mention it anymore. Look, now we can eat meat buns again, how good it is. Qing'er, why don't you eat it?"

"Oh, I've eaten. My belly is so full that I can't eat anymore," Yang Ruoqing said.

The meat buns are so fragrant and greedy, but she has already eaten plain noodles, and the buns are for her parents.

"Father, mother, don't talk too much, eat while it's hot."

"Hey, okay, okay"

"Qing'er, there are so many steamed buns here. If you buy so many, you must have other plans."

"I know my daughter Mo Ruomu," Mrs. Sun asked again.

Yang Ruoqing nodded, "There are eight buns left, two more for my parents, and the other six buns, I plan to give them to Aunt Guihua and Aunt Dayun's children."

When I left home and had nothing, it was Guihua and Dayun who came to help me in times of need.

The kindness of a drop of water is reciprocated by a spring of water

What's more, it's just a few meat buns

However, even though this is the case, it is still quite tempting in the eyes of children in the countryside who are not exposed to meat all year round.

"Well, I agree that our daughter should give teeth to the children of Chang Geng and Daniu as a sacrifice." Yang Huazhong nodded.

Mrs. Sun also happily agreed. She had this idea just when she saw the bun.

"That's it, then I'll deliver it to the two of them now, just in time for dinner."

Yang Ruoqing stood up. Sun hesitated for a moment, glanced at Yang Huazhong, then turned to Yang Ruoqing and said, "Qing'er, wait a moment."

"Mom, what's wrong?"

"Well, your father and I just ate it and don't think about it anymore. I can only give those two to your grandma to try."

To Lao Yangtou and Mr. Tan

Yang Ruoqing was stunned for a moment.

He glanced at Yang Huazhong again, and Yang Huazhong also looked expectant.

Yang Ruoqing understood, and the filial spirit of Baozi's father and mother became active again.

The total land of Lao Yang's family is nearly 20 acres. There are two fat pigs in the backyard pig pen waiting for the New Year, a cow in the cowshed, more than ten chickens in the chicken coop, and a large vegetable garden.

This year's autumn harvest has brought a bumper harvest of various agricultural and sideline crops, including peanuts and beans.

As far as Yang Ruoqing knew, the second uncle helped his brother-in-law take care of the shop in the town. He ate, drank, had sex, and slept in his brother-in-law's shop, and received wages.

The second uncle must have embezzled something for personal gain, but he would more or less hand over a certain amount of money to the Tan family.

The fifth uncle and second cousin went to work outside, and all their wages had to be handed over to Tan.

Yang Ruoqing absolutely believed that Tan and Lao Yangtou would not be able to survive two meat buns.

They have rice and food, and their life is much more moist than here. They still need those two meat buns.

She was about to speak out her objections when Mrs. Sun spoke out again, "Qing'er, no matter what, they are all your grandparents and your father's parents. We went to the town to do business.

Not to mention buying them anything else, it’s only right to send them two steamed buns. Qing’er listens to her parents, ah.”

Having said this, what else does Yang Ruoqing have to object to?

"Okay, I listen to my parents, but mom, you can go and deliver it yourself. I have to rush to deliver the ones from Aunt Guihua and her family."

"good."

The mother and daughter acted separately.

But before taking action, Yang Ruoqing put all the things she bought from the town today back into her house, then locked the door and left.

After Yang Ruoqing delivered the buns to her home, she just walked to the door of Yang Huazhong's house when her steps suddenly stopped.

In the room, Mrs. Sun's suppressed sobs could be heard.

And, Yang Huazhong sighed one after another.

Yang Ruoqing pricked up her ears and listened, only to hear Yang Huazhong comforting Mrs. Sun, "Mother Qing'er, don't cry. You are a good woman and a good wife. They don't see your filial piety towards my parents. I, Yang Huazhong, see it all."

Just be clear about it”

"Lao San, it's nothing. Because of your words, no matter how much I am wronged, it doesn't matter."

"Isn't it just that I was told a few words by the elders? I'm not aggrieved. I just thought about how Qing'er's buns must look like. She has to watch us eat them to make her happy."

"If my daughter knew that bun, her milk would be used to feed the landowner."

"Two pennies is not easy to earn. Your fingers are knitting day and night, and your daughter is yelling about business, and your voice is hoarse. You just stepped into the mud."

Mrs. Sun couldn't continue talking, and her suppressed sobs and Yang Huazhong's sigh were heard in the room.

At the door of the house, Yang Ruoqing clenched her fists with her fingers hanging by her side.

Even without being there in person, she could still imagine how Sun delivered meat buns in the past.

A hot face is pressed against a cold butt, Bao Zi is not treated well, and Mrs. Tan even talks about it.

As for the run, they must be scolding them for making money by selling things, and just giving them away with two inferior buns.

Yang Ruoqing looked in the direction of the upper room with a sneer on her lips. She turned around and opened the door.

"Dad, Mom, I'm back."

Seeing Yang Ruoqing come in, Mrs. Sun hurriedly turned sideways and raised her hand to wipe away the tears on her face.

Yang Huazhong sat up and grinned at Yang Ruoqing, "It's good to be back."

Not wanting to embarrass Ms. Sun, Yang Ruoqing deliberately did not walk over, but stood at the door and asked, "Mom, it's time to cook dinner. Let's have a good meal tonight to reward myself."

"Okay, what do you want to eat?" asked Sun.

Yang Ruoqing rolled her eyes and said with a smile, "Leave the decision to dad. This trip alone sold more than 100 yuan of knitted products. We will eat whatever my dad tells us to eat."

When it came to making money from bamboo weaving, the gloom on the man's face was instantly wiped away, and his eyes brightened.

"What Qing'er likes to eat is what Daddy is interested in. Please pay attention to Qing'er." Yang Huazhong waved his hand, and his long-lost confidence made the man look energetic.

"Starting from tomorrow, dad will work harder to make things and let me, Qing'er, buy things."

"Okay, how about we eat sweet and fragrant polenta tonight?"

"Okay, mommy, let's go do it now. I'm tired. Sit down and rest your feet."

Yang Ruoqing did not insist on helping in the kitchen this time. She obediently sat down beside Yang Huazhong's bed.
Chapter completed!