Yang Ruoqing walked to the table, picked up the gifts Luo Fengtang brought and looked at them, turned around and looked at him with a smile.

"Tangyaozi, why did you pick up the gold ingot? Why did you send so many things over?" she asked.

Most of these gifts are snacks and some nourishing things, such as red dates, longan, brown sugar and so on.

In addition, a piece of pork was cut with a thatch rope next to it.

Yang Ruoqing made a visual inspection and found that the pork should weigh two kilograms.

Fifteen cents per catty of pork, two catties is thirty cents. Including the food and supplements, Tang Yazi spent a hundred cents on this trip.

One hundred articles

Yang Ruoqing was startled.

As a farmer, you can buy a lot of things with one hundred pennies. What is this guy doing?

"Tangyaozi, I'm very grateful to you for coming over to see my dad and talk to him to relieve his boredom. But these things are too valuable and we can't take them. You can take them back."

Yang Ruoqing said with a sincere face.

Luo Fengtang lowered his gaze and looked at Yang Ruoqing, and said in a low voice, "Yesterday you helped me such a big favor. This is my thank you for you. You accept it. Besides, there is no reason to take back what you have given me."

"But"

Yang Ruoqing wanted to say, but your family's conditions are tight, and you have no land.

But Luo Fengtang didn't give Yang Ruoqing a chance to refuse, and said loudly, "Take it, if you don't accept it, you will look down on me, Luo Fengtang."

"Forehead"

Yang Ruoqing was at a loss for words. This guy had already said this, so to refuse it would be hypocritical.

"Okay, I'll accept it, thank you."

Yang Ruoqing smiled brightly, and her exposed teeth were white and neat. They were no longer full of yellow teeth as before.

There is a small tiger tooth on the left side, which makes her look a little cute and playful.

Luo Fengtang was stunned for a moment. He didn't have time to look away. He realized that he had lost his composure. His cheeks burned and he turned away in a panic.

"Third uncle, I'll leave now if I have something to do at home. I'll see you another day."

"Okay, okay, I'll come over here another day and tell you about wild boar hunting," Yang Huazhong said with a smile on his face.

"Hey, okay"

Luo Fengtang turned around and hurriedly walked toward the door of the house with long, slender legs, without even bothering to say hello to Yang Ruoqing.

When I walked out of the door, I happened to meet Mrs. Sun coming out of the kitchen.

"Tang Yazi, why are you leaving? Auntie has just put the rice into the pot, and will go home after dinner."

"No, I'll come back to eat some other time, thank you Auntie"

After saying these words, the boy's tall and straight figure ran away and disappeared.

Mrs. Sun entered the house, where Yang Ruoqing was sorting out the things Luo Fengtang had sent. Mrs. Sun came over to take a look, and was so surprised that she clicked her tongue.

After the couple heard about Yang Ruoqing helping Luo Fengtang sell roe deer meat yesterday, they finally understood why Luo Fengtang sent so many things.

"This silly boy must have a tight life at home, but I didn't expect that he would be so generous in taking action," Mrs. Sun praised.

"Tang Yazi is good. At this age, he can support a family. I just talked to him. This kid is down-to-earth and not impetuous. If he repays his kindness like this, he will definitely be a responsible man in the future."

Yang Huazhong leaned on the bedside. When the man mentioned Luo Fengtang, he was full of praise.

Mrs. Sun nodded in agreement, and her eyes fell on her daughter. The woman's eyes lit up, and something suddenly came to her mind.

Mrs. Sun secretly winked at Yang Huazhong, and the couple connected with each other. Yang Huazhong immediately understood what Mr. Sun meant.

The man turned his head and glanced at the girl who was standing at the table sorting out the gifts, with a hint of joy on her dark face.

Last time the Zhao family's widow came over and made a fuss, her daughter's marriage to the Mu family was considered a mess.

Tang Yazi is really a good candidate.

Here, Yang Ruoqing was concentrating on sorting out the gifts in her hands, and had no intention of paying attention to the interaction between her parents' eyes.

"Dad, Mom, let me collect these gifts. They are all useful items and can be stored for a long time."

Yang Ruoqing packed her things and turned around, picked up another two kilograms of pork and shook it, "How do we prepare this meat?"

Sun's eyes also fell on the meat and said, "How about we put salt on the meat and marinate it?"

"Well, it's good to marinate." Yang Ruoqing said, "Mom, I have a small request."

"explain."

"Mom, can you cut off some pork belly? Let's make dumplings for dinner tonight."

There are some shepherd's purse and shepherd's purse meat dumplings in the kitchen. Just thinking about it makes me salivate.

"become"

"Oh, mother is so good." Yang Ruoqing rushed over, hugged Sun and acted coquettishly.

Mrs. Sun smiled happily, hugged Yang Ruoqing and scraped her nose, "It's not my mother, but Tang Yazi. When the dumplings are ready, I have to give a bowl to Tang Yazi and his uncle."

"Uh-huh"

Because of the temptation of dumplings at night, I had a very simple lunch, basically just boiling some wild vegetable porridge to satisfy my stomach.

In the afternoon, Yang Ruoqing picked up a hoe and bucket as usual and went to the river beach behind the village to dig for earthworms.

Yang Huazhong sat on the bed, arranging thatch and willow branches.

The last batch of knitted products rekindled the man's confidence in life.

This time, he will use thatch and wicker to prick out the flowers, birds, insects, and fish that he imagined in his mind bit by bit, so that his basket and dustpan will be liked by more people.

Yang Ruoqing wiped the twilight and picked out the eel tube out of the house. Before leaving, Mrs. Sun was chopping meat in the kitchen.

"Qing'er, go early and come back early," Sun told Yang Ruoqing through the window.

Yang Ruoqing pursed her lips and smiled, "Don't worry, Mom, I'll come home and help you wrap the dumplings after I finish it."

In the fields after the autumn harvest, a new crop of rapeseed and wheat have just been planted, and the greenery has not yet appeared.

Looking around, there is a desolate scene.

As twilight sets in, people who work in the fields are starting to go home one after another. The shepherd boy riding on the back of the old cow plays the shepherd's flute and drives home leisurely.

Yang Ruoqing walked vigorously along the edge of the fields and ditches, hunched over her waist, and placed each eel container in a suitable location.

Then we grabbed mud and weeds and built a layer of cover nearby.

In this way, even if someone with ulterior motives is looking at him, he will not be able to find the location of the eel tube for a while.

After doing everything, Yang Ruoqing stood up and hurried towards the entrance of the village through the night.

When passing the large pond at the entrance of the village, she stopped as usual and washed her hands.

Glancing at the place where the water was carried, I couldn't help but think of the scene when Mu Zichuan fell into the water that night.

The corners of his lips couldn't help but curve up. That boy deserves it.

I haven't seen him in the past few days. Could it be that he fell into the water that night and was frightened?

No future

Useless is a scholar

After washing her hands, Yang Ruoqing no longer delayed and returned home by a familiar route.

In the kitchen, Mrs. Sun was kneading dough. On the chopping board next to her, chopped shepherd's purse foam and meat foam were piled together.

"Qing'er is back. Are you thirsty? Go get a drink of water before making dumplings." Mrs. Sun greeted.
Chapter completed!