There was no shortage of food on the way to escape, and the lucky lady was busy farming.

Chapter 11 This noodle is delicious
With the whole family looking at her, Song Rutang didn't hesitate for a moment and immediately spoke:

"I would like to report to my grandmother. My granddaughter was educated by her father when she was young and has some experience in cooking."

She glanced at Yang Songlan and then said:

"Yesterday, my mother couldn't bear to drag down the Yang family, so my granddaughter sold a recipe she had researched and got some money. In this way, my mother and I also have property, so we won't make my mother feel too guilty."

Yang Songlan's eyes turned red.

She only knew that her daughter was selling recipes to make money, but she didn't expect that her daughter was doing this for her, and she felt sour in her heart.

While thinking of this, she quietly turned her head and glanced at her second sister-in-law, but saw that her eyes were full of hostility, and she couldn't help but feel a chill in her heart.

Second sister-in-law...is she really good to me?

Mrs. Zhu obviously did not expect that there would be such a problem. Seeing that Mrs. Yang was already angry with herself, she quickly added words:

"Who knows if you really sell cookbooks? It sounds nice, but I didn't see anything new this morning."

After sniffing it, Zhu took the Yangchun noodles on hand to testify:

"Besides, the inn has its own signboard, and with such fine jewels in front of it, how can the shopkeeper still like the humble food from a small shop? Why are you lying when you don't say what you are doing wrong? Already?"

Song Rutang sighed again.

She originally wanted to keep a low profile, but Mrs. Zhu always came to her door and begged her to slap her in the face. What could she do?
Then he pointed at the Yang Chun face and said helplessly:
"Second Aunt, please don't say any more. The bowl of noodles in your hand was made by me and the cook this morning."

Upon hearing this, everyone was dubious.

It’s true that this thing is novel and delicious, but if you say it was made by a little girl, it’s still hard to believe.

"This is indeed researched by Tang Bao. She used to make it for me when I was at the Song family. It's a bit more delicious than the one I made this morning."

Yang Songlan rarely lied, feeling a little nervous but also inexplicably happy.

Seeing that my daughter is being harassed everywhere, now I stand up to support my daughter. Although it is immoral to tell a lie, I feel that I am not justified and I am very proud. The anger in my heart that has been stagnate for many years also follows these words. Slowly dissipated a little.

It happened that the clerk came over with a suitcase at this time, walked straight to Song Rutang, and thanked him warmly:
"Madam said thank you very much for passing on your exclusive secret recipe to the shop. Knowing that you are leaving today, I specially asked the young lady to bring you something."

Song Rutang saw the waiter blinking slightly at her, knowing that he came here specifically to help, so he didn't open the bag to look at it, and gave the waiter a few details.

The guy was even more happy when he heard it.

Good things happened this morning. First, I heard that this young lady was leaving. Not only did he keep his status with the master, but now he came to the rescue and got a secret. In this way, his status with the master was not lost. Heavier?
He bowed several times on the spot, thanked him cheerfully and left.

The Yang family was stunned at this scene, and now they truly believed that Song Rutang really sold the Yangchun Noodle recipe.

Yang Mingda breathed a sigh of relief and gave Zhu a hand:
"Look, I told you that Tang Bao is a capable person, but why are you still thinking about all that nonsense? Didn't you praise this noodles as delicious this morning?"

Zhu's hand shook and she almost dropped the bowl, and her face suddenly turned red.

She thought she had grasped the handle of the two women and wanted to pull them down, but unexpectedly, she was unable to get off the stage.

He was already in a panic, but Youshi was still clapping his hands and laughing:
"Fun! Fun!"

idiot!

Youshi cursed in her heart. Seeing that Mrs. Yang was extremely satisfied with Song Rutang, her face darkened, but she didn't want to get angry. She said coldly, packed her things and went back to the room.

Yang Mingda wanted to chase her, but Mrs. Yang stopped her: "Let her go, Mingda, you pack a meal for your younger brother and sister to take with them. The two of them got up early in the morning to buy food before they had time to eat.

Mingshu, take your wife to pack up your things and get the livestock cart. We have to leave quickly. We will have to pay more if we are later. It is better to save some money at this stall.

Song Lan, take Tang Bao and get your things and come with us. It's not safe for you two to be alone outside after all. Let's go to Anping County to find your father. "

"Hey!"

Yang Songlan was very happy and took Song Rutang back to the room to pack her things. As she walked, she explained to the confused Song Rutang:

"Your grandfather took your cousins ​​out to do business before the famine. A few days ago, he sent a letter saying that he had settled in Anping County and asked your grandmother and the others to find them!"

Song Rutang nodded, no longer doubting.

Although the plan to go to Quyang County was in vain, the Yang family in Anping County could be regarded as half of her backers, and she had more confidence to do something.

No one expected that changes would quietly happen in Anping County at this time. At this time, they were packing their things with great anticipation and looking forward to the future.

After setting up the carriage to leave, the three brothers of the Yang family were also fully armed, carrying axes, sickles and helmets and walking in front of and behind the carriage, surrounding a group of female relatives and leaving the city.

Song Rutang did not go with the cousins, but asked for a kitchen knife from Yang Mingli and stayed by Yang Songlan's side.

She knew that the original person was watching in modern times. If something happened to Yang Songlan, the child might not be sure how he would treat Mianmian, so it was better to be careful.

As soon as he left the city, a group of hungry and red-eyed refugees surrounded him.

The Yang brothers picked up the weapons and threatened them. Many refugees were scared away, but there was still a small group of refugees who followed the Yang family closely, step by step.

"This is not the way to go."

After Yang Mingli ate Yangchun noodles and praised Song Rutang all the way, he finally noticed the tails and frowned and muttered.

Although the three brothers had practiced martial arts, they had never actually killed anyone, and they were just pretending to hold sharp weapons. However, as they walked further, the refugees were getting hungry and they really didn't know what they were going to do.

What should they do then?Do you really want to kill someone?

Song Rutang followed Yang Mingli's gaze and looked aside, frowning involuntarily.

There are too many tails, which is not a good thing if it goes on like this.

Seeing that everyone was getting more and more anxious, Youshi glanced at the extra girl in the team and became even more resentful.

The resentment was so strong that even Yang Songlan noticed something was wrong and asked in a low voice:
"Second sister-in-law, what's the matter with you?"

Song Rutang glared back at Youshi. Youshi knew that she couldn't defeat her, so she looked back at the sky:
"it's okay no problem."

Mrs. Yang thought that Youshi was afraid of the refugees and was preparing to drive them away.

But after all, she didn't want to cause more trouble, so she asked the three Yang brothers to throw food down the hillside several times. Many tailgaters ran down the mountain to chase the food, but there was still a small group of people following them leisurely.

Just as Song Rutang had some ideas, she heard an annoying voice from behind:

"Stop! A bunch of adulterers and whores!"

(End of this chapter)