Chapter 2021: Resistance
cross ridges!”Dao of Great Cloud.>"Why don't you two go home and let your son and daughter-in-law try it"With the wholehearted help of Guihua and Dajun, a fifteen-member medicinal herb collecting team...Liu pursed her lips.
"Life is only a few decades long. I don't want to exhaust myself trying to figure everything out." she said.
"I play dumb and do things that don't get me in trouble. I eat, drink, and live my life the way I want. Why should I care about other people's opinions or insults" she said.
Yang Huaming was taken aback by these words and couldn't quite follow.
Liu's words came flowing out, one after another: "Your mother not only likes to scold me, her hobby is actually scolding people. I don't mind, anyway, even if she scolds me to death, it wouldn't take away a piece of flesh from me."
Yang Huaming couldn't help but laugh and cry: "What can I say to you You...are wise like a fool"
"Fish What kind of fish" Liu's eyes lit up.
"You bought fish again That's great! I love to eat fish!" she said excitedly.
Yang Huaming was covered in black lines.
"How's Holle doing today Did you have breakfast She probably hasn't eaten, still giving you the cold shoulder" He turned to ask about this.
When this subject was brought up, Liu's eyes lost their sparkle.
"That little brat is so picky! She won't eat this, she won't eat that, and all she does is nag me to cook eggs for FeiFei. I'm so annoyed!" she exclaimed.
"Lao Si, if you don't want me to die so soon, please don't mention that dead girl to me. Please!"
Liu shook her head, her face full of resistance.
Yang Huaming also had a helpless expression on his face.
"No matter what she does, even if she has a thousand faults, she is still our own daughter, our flesh and blood." He patiently advised Liu Shi.
Since you said you're not stupid, you should know that in this world, if we don't even care about her life or death, who will
Hearing Yang Huaming's words, Liu's attitude softened.
She sighed, "This daughter has been back at her parents' home for confinement for five or six days now."
"That little bastard, Yu Jinbao, keeps hiding and refusing to come. He won't even agree to do something as simple as delivering half a catty of meat with his pinky finger! He's just too much!"
When it came to this, Yang Huaming’s face also darkened somewhat.
"That's too much, they don't take our daughter seriously at all, and they don't even treat us as in-laws." he said.
Mrs. Liu said: “Yesterday afternoon, Yu Dafu and his wife came over, bringing lots of eggs to see our daughter.”
“I heard from them that Yu Jinfu and Yu Jingui, brother and sister, have not returned to Yujia Village since that day. They haven't dared to show their faces these past few days and nobody knows where they’ve gone,” she said.
Yang Huaming said: “When they ran away, they probably didn't bring much money with them. When the money runs out, they will naturally come back.”
"Are we just going to keep putting up with this" said Liu.
"Our daughter's miscarriage is the responsibility of Yu Jingu."
The responsibility of care, lies with Yu Jinbao.
"If this were to happen to someone else, they would be terrified and worried that the in-laws would come and cause trouble."
“And what about their family fortune, they must be rolling in it! Hmph!” Liu’s face flushed with anger, she even lost the appetite to shell her melon seeds.
Yang Huaming's face also gradually turned gloomy.
"This matter won't just be swept under the rug." he said.
"When I get back, I'll meet up with some local guys at a restaurant and have dinner and drinks. I'll ask them to help me find Yu Jinbao."
"Once I find him, humph, if I don't peel off a layer of his skin, then I'm not Yang Huaming!"
When Liu heard this, her eyes lit up.
“Beat him to death! Ugly people tend to act strange, he's just bullying our little He'er!”
“And that Yu Jin Gui, scratch her face and sell her to a brothel!” she said.
Yang Huaming frowned: "You're exaggerating a bit. We're not thugs!"
“Alright, let's not talk about this anymore. Come on, let's go see Holly!”
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Mid-Autumn Festival is coming soon.
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These four festivals are the most important of the year for peasant families.
There's no May Day Labor, no National Day, and certainly no Western Christmas.
The households, sticking to these traditional festivals.
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Well, look, it's almost Mid-Autumn Festival again, and Yang Ruqing and Mrs. Sun are busy making mooncakes!
“This year's wheat harvest is good. When grinding the wheat, I specially kept some wheat finely ground, just to make mooncakes for you during the Mid-Autumn Festival!”
In Yang Huazhong's family courtyard, in the kitchen, Sun was kneading mooncake dough while excitedly chatting with Yang Ruoqing and her sister Yang Ruolan.
Yang Ruqing and Yang Rulan smiled at each other.
Sun continued, "Nowadays, life is much better than before. We can grind the wheat so finely now."
“Back in the day, people would eat this wheat without even shelling it, just stuffing it straight into their mouths, haha...”
Mrs. Sun was kneading dough, reminiscing about both the hardships and sweetness of life.
Yang Ruoqing and Yang Ruolan were preparing moon cake filling, hearing Sun's words, Yang Ruoqing smiled again.
Once upon a time, during the tight times of famine, a grain of wheat desperately wished it could be split into two so there would be enough to eat.
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“Now, life is good. We can pursue a higher quality of life occasionally without being extravagant or wasteful, right Lan'er sister” she asked.
Yang Ruo Lan nodded quickly.
"Back then, when I lived in town with my parents, one year during the Mid-Autumn Festival, we bought two grades of mooncakes."
This kind of mooncake has a soft and mushy texture, not very good.
"Another kind of mooncake is chewy and has a completely different taste."
“My dad told me that the mooncakes with the best taste are made with the finest ground wheat flour, and they also use glutinous rice flour or something like that.”
"This thing, you can't fool people with fake ones!" she said.
After carefully listening to Yang Ruolan's explanation, Yang Ruqing nodded in agreement.
“That’s right, the degree to which this wheat is ground directly determines the texture of the food made from it,” she said.
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By this point, she turned her head to ask Sun Shi, "Mother, have Grandma Ga and Aunt Wu's families made mooncakes yet"
Sun said, "When I was grinding wheat flour, your aunt came over to help me push the mill. At that time, I gave her a few jin of flour for her to make herself."
As for your fifth aunt, I didn't give her any powder. Her two children are holding her back, and this month your grandmother was also taken care of by her. She definitely wouldn't have time to make mooncakes.
“I told her that when we get back, we’ll do more and send some things to them,” said Mrs. Sun.
Yang Ruqing said, "Of course we need to send gifts. However, during the Mid-Autumn Festival, several restaurants in different places are closed. Uncle Wu returned from Qingan County, and it's highly likely he will also bring mooncakes."
Mrs. Sun said: "He brings one kind, we send another. Besides, store-bought mooncakes are never as reassuring as homemade ones."
Yang Ruqing curled her lips and smiled: "Well, what Mother said makes sense. Let's get started quickly. Fifth Uncle, Fourth Uncle, and Second Brother will all be back today."
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