The Scenery of Farmgate

The matter of pig nostrils has been settled, and the amount of snails has to be increased. After Yang Shu returned home, he suggested to the old man Yang to go to the village chief and talk about it. Everyone in the village can go to catch snails. Find a few close ones to do it. Now that the farming is slack, even children can do these things. People in the village should be willing.

As soon as Yang Shu finished speaking, Yang's mother said, "Everyone else will accept, but Yang Qiaoer and Liu Tiegen's family will not accept it, especially Yang Qiaoer's family, absolutely will not accept it!"

Obviously still angry about what happened before.

It's not a big deal, and Yang Shu doesn't want to deal with these two families, the Liu family is fine, at least Liu Tiegen is reasonable, but Yang Qiaoer still owes Yuan Shen a life.

There was a trace of coldness at the corner of Yang Shu's mouth, "Listen to mother, then I won't accept these two families."

The Yang family agreed, so Old Man Yang wanted to take Yang Shu to the village head, but Mother Yang was afraid that Old Man Yang and Yang Shu would not accept the matter of Yang Qiaoer and Liu Tiegen's snails, so she got up and squeezed Yang Shu away, and asked her to leave. Go with Old Man Yang.

Yang Shu had no choice but to give up his seat. When the two of them went out, Xu whispered: "I think mother just wants to go out for a walk with father. I'm afraid that father will not speak up."

The others also laughed when they heard this, and Li Shi added, "If you want to talk about the relationship, it's the parents' favor. I haven't seen them blushing for so many years since I got married."

Mrs. Xu patted her, "How can I let you see that the husband and wife don't quarrel at the head of the bed and make peace at the end of the bed."

"You're the only one who is playful and dares to make fun of your parents," Mrs. Zhang stepped forward to smooth things over, fearing that Mrs. Xu's words would become more outrageous.

Although Mrs. Xu stopped talking, her smile did not diminish, even Mrs. Zhang, who persuaded her, couldn't hold back her laughter.

On the contrary, the Yang family brothers were thinner-skinned, they all lowered their heads and went about their own business, so they didn't answer this question.

After the joke, Yang Shu went to the yard to touch the bean curds that had been put out to dry in the afternoon, and found that they were almost dry, so he took some water and soaked them, and then began to prepare the seasoning.

The children who came back after fishing the snails saw Yang Shu in the kitchen, rushed in immediately, and circled around him, "Uncle, Uncle, is there anything delicious tonight?"

"Uncle, do you still eat rice noodles today? Uncle, did you buy big bones?"

"Uncle, do you want us to help, I will light the fire."

"I'll help too, I'll peel the garlic."

Even the youngest one, who couldn't speak clearly, raised his hand, even though he didn't know what to do.

Yang Shuben was just making some spicy strips for them to eat. Seeing how active these kids were, he unceremoniously arranged work for them.

The women who were busy outside couldn't help laughing when they saw the noisy kitchen, "Since the fourth son fell into the water, he has become more and more fond of these children, and I don't know how he will be spoiled when he and Ningning have a child in the future."

"He used to like to take this group of little ones to play. When he came back to pick up a snail, he would ask the uncle if he was back. Those who didn't know thought that the fourth child was their real father."

"Don't let those little ones hear it, maybe they're really messing with you."

Zhang and the others were talking and laughing, and the kitchen was very busy. The bean skins were frying under the urn, making a sizzling sound, and a group of children who seemed very new to the world kept screaming.

When it is fried with seasoning, it will be even more terrible, and the saliva will almost flow out as I stare at it eagerly.

Yang Shu looked at it funny, and gave each of them a piece to taste. The ingredients were heavy, spicy and spicy, and a group of children jumped around eating it. When they asked, they all nodded and said it was delicious.

Yang Shu shoveled a plate for them and asked them to take it out for their parents to taste. He also made a plate for this group of young people, and each of them shared two or three bites.

Yang Shu packed the rest on the plate and put it away for the next meal, so as not to eat too much and not want to eat dinner.

But he was overthinking it too much. In front of eating, the group of children didn't want to eat, not to mention the dinner was made by Yang Shu, and the same thing was in his hands, and somehow he could make it ten times better than others A hundred times more dishes come.

The children ate without even raising his head, while the adults thought about the possibility of buying spicy chips. They thought they could sell everything Yang Shu made for money.