172. Chapter 171, Yourong, is he Uncle Xiaole!

Author: Matcha flavored ice cream

Chapter 171, Yourong, is he Uncle Xiaole!

Yang Xiaole took Xizi back to the compound by bicycle. At this time, there was little time to get to Dongban.

Dad will take a break in the afternoon and is already at work now.

"Aunt Wang, Aunt Zhao, Sister Wang, where are you washing the vegetables? Are you ready to cook?"

After Yang Xiaole came in, he looked at the three people who were washing vegetables and chatting, and said hello with a smile.

Sister Wang, her name is Wang Li.

The daughter-in-law of Sun Fu, an ordinary worker in the soy sauce factory, is in her early twenties, with a big belly and a five-year-old daughter.

Sun Yan.

"Hey, Xiao Jie Tuo is here!"

Aunt Wang greeted with a smile.

When he saw the snakeskin bag Xizi was carrying behind him, he was surprised: "You went out tomorrow and got something else?"

Worried about his grandson, he asked again: "Where are Xuewen and the others?"

"Oh, I did it a little bit. Xuewen and the others are behind and will be back in a while."

Yang Xiaole responded to Yidong with a smile and continued: "You go first, they have gone back!"

"Hey, okay, let's go!"

Aunt Wang responded with a smile.

When Yang Xiaojie arrived at home, the eldest sister was playing Shitong with Xiaoli!

Just take a round rope and turn it into flowers.

Seeing the two people coming in, they both stopped moving.

Before the two of them could shut up, Xizi happily opened the snakeskin bag on her legs: "Sister, sister, let me see, it's a big fish. Brother caught a big fish."

The one carried in his legs was naturally the largest herring.

"Oh, it's so big!"

The eldest sister came over in surprise.

Yang Xiaole looked at the time and mistakenly said to the eldest sister: "Sister, I stewed the fish and ate it in the morning. I was wrong. He was not at home to eat because he had something to do."

"Why should I go?"

"Oh, his master's birthday is tomorrow. Let's have dinner with him in the morning."

The eldest sister nodded lightly, looked at the big fish and shook her head: "Which one is stewed? He doesn't dare. Mother won't beat him to death when he comes back!"

"Sister, sister, just say that the second brother had to do it because Qiu did it. He ran away in a moment and we couldn't hit him. If Qiu doesn't do it, I'm sure my mother will be pickled again in the morning."

Xizi said with a smile beside him.

Yang Xiaole looked at Xizi and rolled his eyes, "I'm really smart!"

He nodded: "Okay, I'll just tell him that he asked for it. Hurry up. Mom will be back soon and she won't be able to eat anymore."

After saying that, he glared at Xizi: "It's okay, don't use his banner. It's okay in front of him. He's thinking about something. Please let him know that I'm using his banner behind my back. I'll give it a try and see if he beats me up."

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Xizi shrank her neck and nodded frequently: "I understand!"

Yang Xiaole nodded, fearing that he would really beat him up, then he would naturally find someone to beat him up.

Looking at the sack on the ground, he thought for a while and said, "Go and pick up about half a catty of crucian carp for a family and give one to you as a gift."

"Ah! There are so many houses!"

"Let me go! Do you hear me?"

It would be unkind to give some to Xiaoyu's family, but it would be unkind to just share the fish there.

As for whether anyone will have resentment in their heart, that will happen in the future.

People!

Take your time.

A fish weighing half a catty, or at most four or five catties.

Hearing this, Xizi nodded reluctantly, poured out the frozen fish, picked out the ones that were about the same size, and mentally counted how many there were.

Will be ready to send in a moment.

Seeing that nothing happened, Yang Xiaole turned to the eldest sister and said, "Sister, go and braise the fish. He left first! Mom, tell them something when they come back."

"Okay, I'll go. Hey, wait a minute."

The eldest sister moved her legs, and Bu Nao thought of something that made him confused again.

In Yang Xiaole's confused eyes, he said: "Oh, that's wrong. Dad asked me to send some food back to grandpa with my eldest brother tomorrow."

Yang Xiaole thought about it for a moment and then understood what was going on with Hong. He asked her by mistake, "Can you please provide food for the elderly?"

60 kilograms of grain, that was agreed upon before.

Now that there is no food in my hometown, and my family has come to the city again, it is natural that I have to ask for the old-age food that I promised.

Sure enough, the eldest sister nodded.

"Um, no, Grandpa Dongwu sent a telegram tomorrow, asking for food for old age, and I'm asking for sweet potatoes soon."

Hearing that, Yang Xiaole nodded.

60 Grains are generally not sweet potatoes. If they are sweet potatoes, then change them according to the rules of your hometown. 4.

Then there are 240 pounds of sweet potatoes.

Yang Xiaole was also troubled by the mistake of the old man.

Is it impossible or not?

Taking care of them is equivalent to taking care of Zhao Jinhua and others, which is very annoying.

As for telling the old man and Zhao Jinhua to separate, he couldn't say anything unethical. After all, they had lived together for more than twenty years.

I can't think of a good idea for the moment. It seems that tomorrow I can go with my eldest brother to deliver something to the old man.

Fortunately, the evil Yang Guangping family is in the city.

Otherwise, it would be really annoying!

Then he mistakenly said to him: "Okay, he knows. He and his eldest brother will go back tomorrow."

After saying hello, he left.

After coming out, he rode his bike and rushed towards Suo Ye's house.

When we arrived at the place, the old man was working in the kitchen!

Hearing the noise, the old man stretched out his head and took a look: "Xiao Le, why am I here?"

"Oh, come and have dinner with you!"

He parked the car and walked over carrying a sack with a smile.

He placed it gently on the ground and took out a jar of red wine. It was the red wine he bought in the old tavern.

He carried the wine to the main room and came back soon.

Looking at the red cabbage stew in the pot, Yang Xiaole took the spatula from Fang's leg.

"Okay, give it to him, and I'll show you my legs tomorrow."

As he spoke, he scratched the pot with a spatula and turned around and said: "Well, Master, there is braised pork and a lot of peanuts in the bag. I will take it to the main room. He will finish it and bring it over."

The old man looked at it and wondered: "Can I cook?"

"Oh, you are always embarrassed to say that, but he is embarrassed to say that about the meal you cooked, and he is embarrassed to ask if he begs you."

Yang Xiaole clicked his tongue.

The old man has probably been used to fine food and clothing since he was a child, so how can he know how to cook?

It is comparable to the food cooked in school cafeterias in later generations.

Hearing his words, Suo Ye's head went dark. He looked at Yang Xiaole's butt and really wanted to give him something.

Don't think about it if you don't think so.

He squatted on the ground and took the two lunch boxes to the main room.

After the others left, Yang Xiaole stretched out his head to take a look and closed the door.

I took a bite and it was really unpleasant.

The meat must not have been fried, and the oil and water have not come out.

I found a basin and got a lot of flour from the old man's flour vat.

Is there cooked rice in another pot?

Take out the rice and put it aside, wash the tea, and take out the cleaned pheasant from the sack.

Wash it in water and chop it into pieces.
To be continued...