The fourth girl of the farmer

Chapter 477 The 3th Birthday ([-])
"Okay, okay, okay!" Seeing the children happily celebrating his birthday, and the Yueniang sitting on the right wiping the corners of their eyes quietly, Yang Danian was also very excited! "Unexpectedly, I, Yang Danian, can also live today's life!"

"Master Yang, you are the luck of pepper, the older you get, the redder you are!" The guests next to him began to boo.

"Yes, I wish Master Yang such blessings as the East Sea, and a longer life than Nanshan!"

"I wish Master Yang a long life!"

After bursts of deafening firecrackers, the banquet officially began.

Yang Zimu led his younger brothers to toast and thank relatives, friends and neighbors in order.

"Eat and drink well, everyone, thank you for being able to participate in my father's [-]th birthday!" After the toasts were made, the face of Yang Zimu, who was overwhelmed by alcohol, began to blush.

"Zimu, you guys just go and greet those guests. The folks in our village don't care so much!" A neighbor expressed his understanding and suggested.

"Okay, Uncle Lan, please do as you please, don't be polite!"

"I don't know how to be polite, but I'm starving myself!" A young man next to him answered.

There was a burst of good-natured laughter.

Yang Zimu went on to toast, the people at this table really didn't pay attention to etiquette, they feasted so much that their mouths were full of greasy food, and Xiafei was also blushing when drinking.Across the table, Wang Huaer also saw something special about this table, which was the appearance of Song Qingqing, mother and daughter.She couldn't help but pursed her mouth, she looked poor at first glance!

"Look, look!" When she was about to leave the table, someone poked Wang Huawu with her hand, and motioned her to look at the table next to her.

"Si Niu, there's more here. This meat is stewed, and your grandma is just right to eat it!" There was more than half of a bowl of elbows left, Song Qingqing raised her hand to pick it up, and immediately put it in a big basin in front of Si Niu.

"Mom, is this grandma good enough to eat?" Si Niu hesitated whether to pack the remaining pieces of crispy meat together.

"I can't eat it, bring it all, bring some of everything, let her taste it too!" Without any explanation, everything on the table was dunked into the big basin.

"What's the situation?" Wang Hua'er frowned. The second child's family is rich now. Since they dare to treat guests, they are not afraid that you will eat them freely.

"It is said that it was brought back to the old lady who fell out of bed!" The woman said quietly: "Swearing three times a day, when did you become so filial, isn't it just doing some shameful things in her name? "

"That's it!" These years, I have learned to be magnanimous with Yueniang, and besides, there are dozens of tables of guests today, so it's not good to interfere by myself.Thinking of Mrs. Feng who was sleeping on the bed waiting to die, it was really hard to say in this life, Wang Hua'er couldn't help shivering, forget it, forget it, let the family go.

"Master, ma'am, this is yesterday's gift money and belongings, this is the account!" On the morning of Dongyue 21, after drinking recovery wine, Qiujuan's parents and Huang Shunzi were the only ones who were retained. scattered.Ah Hai was in charge of keeping the books and receiving gifts yesterday, and handed them in full today.

"Second sister-in-law, you have to worry about this matter!" Yang Ziqian took the account that his father handed over, and stuffed it into Zhu'er's hands without any hassle. "Let me see what belongings have been collected!" Compared with the modern era of red bombs, the baskets and baskets of belongings that Dad collected this time can be described as varied.

"You, don't underestimate these things. People can come because they can see you from the top and look down on you!" Yang Danian knew that young people are a bit worldly, and he sounded the alarm to his children.

"Father, mother, are we like that?" Yang Ziqian was purely curious, and was very dissatisfied with his father's misunderstanding of him.

"That's right, your father is right. Look, whether it's two catties of dried noodles, or a foot of cloth, or these two packs of pastries, they are the most precious things of these farmers!" Waist, looking through the basket, explained: "Before I moved to Li's village, at that time, what mother was most worried about was favors and guests. Although it was just an old relative, she had to bring something to come to the door!"

"Yes, Yueniang, those days were hard for you!" I have to say, the older Yang Danian is, the more he feels his wife is kind.

"Mom, let me see if those two catties of cakes are delicious!" I was not interested in anything like this, and when it came to cakes, foodie Yang Ziqian thought he had never eaten them when he came to the Western Song Dynasty.

"Ah, it seems to be broken!" When I opened the oil-paper package, it was not lumps and flakes as I imagined, but a pile of powder!
"Maybe it was crushed!" Yueniang stood up, looked at the things her daughter put on the table, and said, "It's okay, this thing can be eaten as if it is powdered!"

"Let me see!" It's okay to simply change the shape, but it will be different if the metamorphosis expires.Dip a little with her finger, put it in front of her nose, and sniff it hard, "Chunlan, throw it away!" Blame the gift-giver, this pastry may have been transferred to many places, and I am reluctant to eat it, so I can take it out as a gift if someone loves me!"

"Oh, poor me, I really don't have a good taste!" Sometimes, when people want to eat something, they will think of it from the bottom of their hearts.

Yang Ziqian looked at this pastry and thought of all kinds of modern moon cakes, breads, and cakes, and felt very uncomfortable!

This may not be greedy, but nostalgia for modern times.

"There is no good pastry shop in this town, and there is none in the county. Besides, isn't there Fucheng and Luocheng? You child, if you want to eat, you have to eat this one to be at ease!" Looking at this The oldest and the youngest daughters looked sympathetic, and Yue Niang couldn't laugh or cry.

"It looks like it doesn't taste good!" A pack of expired powder completely shattered Yang Ziqian's beautiful fantasy about Western Song Dynasty cakes.

"It doesn't taste good and so many people buy it, you have to be able to do it yourself!" This kid has been tricky since he was a child, and when it comes to food, he is better than anyone else.

"Yeah, why don't I make pastries myself!" Yueniang scolded, but Yang Ziqian woke up like a dream.

The Yang family's industries include two time-honored teahouses and barbecue and hot pot in Hebao County and Fucheng; Zhuangzi from the county to the mansion to Luocheng; A large field of fruit trees, and moreover, the Sufeng Express Co., Ltd. that has developed in the past three years!
Open a pastry shop!

By the way, along the way, taro has gradually spread all over the Western Song Dynasty. In addition to filling the stomach, this thing can also be used as taro cake.Thinking of the modern taro cake that melts in the mouth, Yang Ziqian began to swallow his saliva.

"Chunlan, what are those children doing around the fourth girl?" From the first day of the twelfth lunar month, Yueniang asked this question almost every day.In fact, Chunlan didn't need to answer, she knew that the fourth girl was tossing about that taro cake again.

(End of this chapter)