Don't owe your face to farming

"Mother, maybe that fool came to honor us." Standing behind Li Chunhua, Yang Dalang said in a sour tone, "If parents and mothers don't agree to divorce..."

Yang Dalang is the eldest son of the family, and he is also a man. He has never put Yang Qiong in his eyes. In his opinion, his brother is weak and cannot do heavy farm work, so he must marry a strong man to help his mother's family.At first, it was good that Yang Qiong became a relative, but now not only Han Qingshi stopped working, but even the relatives were cut off. From now on, most of the family's farm work will be on him, and Yang Dalang's small calculations are crackling.

Yang Dalang's words touched Yang Datie's sore feet. He suddenly remembered the matter of breaking up his relationship yesterday. He slapped himself in front of the villagers. It's a small thing to lose face. The problem is that he and Li Chunhua Kouzi personally lost face, which made Yang feel like a stick in his throat, holding his breath in his chest, neither going out nor going in.He gave Yang Dalang a hard look, turned around and walked home, Yang Datie finally realized that he was making a fool of himself by waiting on the side of the road.

After so many years of husband and wife, Li Chunhua knew Yang Datie well, and upon seeing this, she quickly said, "Your father can't save face, let him go home."

Not long after Yang Datie came home, the old cow came rattling along with an ox cart, taking his time and looking quite leisurely.

"Yang Zi!" Yang Liu'er happily stretched her neck and looked at the bullock cart.

Li Chunhua didn't know whether her head was filled with water or she didn't take medicine. She thought about it with a brain circuit that ordinary people can't understand, and smiled at Yang Qiong for the first time, and walked forward as she spoke, regardless of the bullock cart. He didn't stop, and said as he walked: "You two know each other well, put your things down, and you can go."

What a big face it is to say such brazen words, Yang Qiong's heart trembled, he smiled angrily, twitched the corners of his mouth at Li Chunhua, and said with a smile: "A wild boar just ran down the mountain yesterday afternoon and ran into This is my home, isn't it?"

He winked at Li Xiaoju, who understood, and immediately cooperated with Yang Qiong to open the bag, revealing the thick pork underneath, fat and thin, and very big, making him greedy.

"It's half a leaf, and it looks like it weighs one or two hundred catties." Yang Qiong covered the bag, leaned on Han Qingshi with his hands folded, and held Li Chunhua leisurely.

Skinny and skinny like a monkey, Li Chunhua's eyes almost popped out, and she was also thinking about it, so she hurriedly said to Yang Dalang behind her: "Dalang, quickly move the pork down." Leaving home here Recently, as long as the pork is brought home, even if Yang Qiong is not happy, he can't say anything.Although the relationship was broken, in the eyes of the farmers, the blood relationship was unbroken, and that was Li Chunhua's idea.

Seeing Yang Dalang start to roll up his sleeves with bright eyes, Yang Qiong said lightly, "If you move back home, I'll ask Brother Changshou to write a complaint later, and let's discuss it in the yamen."

Seeing that Li Chunhua's face turned from red to white and then blue again, Yang Qiong raised her hand to straighten her cuffs, turned to Han Qingshi and said, "Qingshi, let's go."

The old cow turned his head and looked at this side all the time, and now he walked away without waiting for Han Qingshi to take the whip, a little faster than before.

Seeing the bullock cart going away, Li Chunhua finally let out a breath, she glared at Yang Dalang bitterly, "Look, look, they are playing tricks on us, and you, Dalang, why can't you catch him?" In the end wild boar..."

Standing on the avenue and jumping around for a while, a passing woman came over to ask questions, Li Chunhua turned her head, dragged Yang Dalang and Yang Liuer to the house, she slammed the door of her house unwillingly, and sat in the room sulking.

If it wasn't for the rush, Yang Qiong would still want to hang out with Li Chunhua for a while. Now that he has a family and a family, he naturally doesn't need to worry about filial piety. He has to clean up that family.

Li Xiaoju patted the pork on the bullock cart through the bag, and said with a chuckle: "Yang Zi, look at the Yang family's mother-in-law, her face is turning green."

"If she wasn't greedy, she wouldn't be so shameless." Yang Qiong put her hand into her bosom, took out a chestnut and handed it to Li Xiaoju, "Eat quietly, don't be seen by others, put the chestnut skin on the ox cart first .”

Li Xiaoju knew the seriousness, but he still said a little embarrassedly: "Yang Zi, you are serious, I also have it at home, but I didn't bring it with me."

Taking out another one and stuffing it to Han Qingshi, Yang Qiong winked at Li Xiaoju, he wouldn't say that now he always has chestnuts in his mouth as a snack.

An old ox pulling a cart does not need a few people to walk, talking and laughing all the way, and arrived in the town unknowingly.The size of a town is different from that of a village. Yang Qiong sat on the bullock cart and looked around with wide-eyed eyes.

The town is full of green brick and tile houses, and there are all kinds of small stalls on both sides of the main road in the center. It seems that the pedestrians who come and go are dressed much better than those in the village.But Yang Qiong knew without inquiring that some people in the town didn't have land to grow, and they had to spend a little money to buy a little food, and the pressure was very high, unless they were rich people, they could really enjoy the blessings.

Li Xiaoju had been to the town before, he wasn't surprised at the moment, pulled Yang Qiong's sleeve and said, "I know where the slaughterhouse is."

Lao Niu and Han Qingshi turned their heads to look at it together, Yang Qiong smiled and said: "Let's not go to the slaughterhouse, that's a place where domestic pigs are slaughtered, let's go directly to the restaurant."

The town is not big, and the rich families are so limited that there are only two restaurants. They are two-story wooden buildings on the opposite side of the central street. It's normal.

The ox cart stopped at the entrance of the restaurant, and Yang Qiong got down on Han Qingshi's back. He turned his face to look at Li Xiaoju's timid face, and reached out to pat Li Xiaoju's shoulder, "Brother Xiaoju, what are you afraid of? We are not Beggars, if you don’t eat or drink from them, you don’t owe them anything, how can we be inferior?”

What he said was neither humble nor overbearing, Li Xiaoju had a pure heart, tilted his head and thought for a while, it was really true, he nodded and stood behind Yang Qiong.

When he got to the old cow, Yang Qiong reached out to touch the cow's ears, and said in a low voice, "Please watch the pork on the bullock cart, and don't get kidnapped."

The old cow blinked at Yang Qiong and mooed softly.

【Don't worry, I still have to go to the doctor...】

Waving at Lao Niu to signal that he knew, Yang Qiong entered the restaurant on Han Qingshi's back.

The shop clerk was wiping the table with a rag, looked up at the three people who came in, and finally paused for a moment on Han Qingshi's stupid face, picked up the rag and slapped it on the table in front of Han Qingshi, the voice was not sinister Yang De, "Would you like to be top-notch or eat? The cheapest dish in our restaurant costs eight cents..."

Yang Qiong had asked Li Xiaoju before, and knew that in this era, a penny is a copper plate, which is almost equal to one yuan in modern currency, and a dish of eight yuan is a bit expensive no matter it is modern or ancient.

Because her grandma was in poor health and she didn't have much strength to rent a lot of land to plant, Li Xiaoju had been saving for several years, and the copper coins in her arms could be counted with a single slap. Yang Qiong's sleeve whispered: "Yang Zi, why don't we change?"

Li Xiaoju looked like this, she came from a typical farmer's house, she smelled of earthy smell all over her body, the waiter had eyes on the top of her head, and snorted from her nostrils, the meaning was very clear, and the three of them left consciously.

Seeing the waiter's attitude, Yang Qiong was not annoyed, and said to Han Qingshi, "Qingshi, Brother Xiaoju, let's go."

With a straight face, Han Qingshi gave a gruff "hm", gave the waiter a hard look, turned around and left.Not long after they left, the shopkeeper came out from the back kitchen, sat behind the counter, sighed, and said to himself: "Our old store is about to close."

"Shopkeeper, don't say that. Our restaurant has been around for a long time, and even regular customers are a hundred times better than the newly opened one across the street." The waiter rolled his eyes skyward and said bluntly.He is a distant relative of the shopkeeper, and in the store, he is as easy as wind and rain, if he is not stupid, he might be the accountant.

Outside, Yang Qiong told Lao Niu in a low voice: "Let's go to the restaurant opposite and ask, you wait here."

The old cow blinked to indicate that he knew, and mooed slightly worriedly.

[Hey, I still know where the slaughterhouse is. 】

"We don't need to go to the slaughterhouse." Yang Qiong patted Han Qingshi on the back and said, "Qingshi, put me down."

His big hands tightened tightly, holding Yang Qiong's waist without moving. Han Qingshi walked towards the opposite side of the street with a sullen face, holding back for a long time before saying, "Fulang, no need." He He's a man, and it's only natural for him to carry his husband behind his back. Han Qingshi is happy, his mind is not bright, but his body is still very good.

Han Qingshi had long legs, and he walked directly into the opposite restaurant in a few steps. Li Xiaoju didn't care about his fear, so he hurried to follow.Yang Qiong saw the shop waiter running over with a rag, he hurriedly said: "Xiaoer, how much is the cheapest food in your house?"

The waiter in the shop had dark eyes, he was stunned when he heard the words, then he looked at the three people standing at the door, he paused and ran over and said: "The cheapest one costs eight cents, fried potato shreds, Put chili, it's delicious."

The waiter in this shop is quite good, Yang Qiong smiled, and slowly slid off Han Qingshi's back, found a nearby table and sat down and said to the waiter: "Go and call your shopkeeper, I have a way to let this The restaurant instantly compares to the one across the street."

The waiter patted his thigh and said, "Oh, you know, the restaurant closed down, and the owner took it over. It's not a new opening, and the owner and shopkeeper are all worried." Although he said everything, the waiter was not stupid. , turned to look at Yang Qiong and asked, "What can you country mud legs do, but I can intercede for you when you come to eat vegetables, and I will save you a penny or two."

"I have half a wild boar caught in the mountains here," Yang Qiong smiled, "You don't need to call, I saw your shopkeeper walking over..."