The Ugly Woman's Country Life: The Mountain Man Loves His Wife to the Extreme <<< Chapter 1790: No Interference

Yang Ruqing nodded. This Lao Da was still playing mysterious?

In the kitchen, Big Mom Wang Cuilian had already placed steaming sweet glutinous rice balls in a large, open bowl on a small table next to the stove.

Then she placed two clean, empty bowls and two pairs of chopsticks.

"Come, come sit down and eat. The bowls and chopsticks have all been scalded with hot water." Wang Cuilian smiled and beckoned Yang Ruohong over.

The woman knew Yang Ruqing's habit. Before every meal, she had to carefully scald the chopsticks and bowls with hot water.

It is said that eating this way can help you stay healthy and avoid getting sick.

So Wang Cuilian also learned, discovering that now her body is getting sick less often than before.

"Auntie, why are only my and Tang Ya Zi's bowls and chopsticks here? What about yours?" Yang Ruocheng asked.

Wang Cuilian said, "I had breakfast late, I'm not hungry now. You guys eat first. There's still some leftover rice in the pot. I'll wait for your uncle to come back and we'll eat together."

Hearing this, Luo Fengtang pulled Yang Ruoheng to sit down and handed her chopsticks.

“Come, eat it while it’s hot,” he said, and put a piece of glutinous rice ball into her bowl.

Yang Ruqing buried her head and took a bite.

Fragrant and sweet, soft and glutinous, with a thin layer of golden crust from frying in oil.

White sugar melts at high temperatures, entwined with the shell, and when it enters your mouth, the taste is truly delightful!

"Delicious, isn't it?" Wang Cuilian asked with a smile at the kitchen door.

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Yang Ruqing nodded repeatedly, with a look of enjoyment on her face.

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"The auntie is so skilled," she said.

Wang Cuilian smiled: "Speaking of making glutinous rice balls, your fifth aunt is the best in our village."

“This is also something I learned from her!” the woman said with a laugh.

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Yang Ruqing also smiled.

After taking another big bite of the glutinous rice balls, savoring the sweetness in her mouth, she asked Wang Cuilian: "Auntie, where did my uncle go? Why hasn't he come back yet this noon?"

Upon being asked this, Wang Cuilian's action of shelling melon seeds paused, and the rhythmically crisp cracking sound also came to an abrupt halt.

"Well, uh... my uncle wouldn't let me say it." Wang Cuilian said with a embarrassed face.

"Ah?"

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Yang Ruqing and Luofeng Tang also looked surprised, the two exchanged a glance.

After that, Luofeng Tang put down her chopsticks and looked seriously at Wang Cuilian: "Auntie, we are a family. What's there for Uncle to hide from us?"

Wang Cuilian's eyes dodged, as if she wanted to speak but held back.

Yang Ruqing then tilted her head and thought for a moment, "Auntie, if I'm not mistaken, Uncle probably went to Zhoujia Village, right?"

"Uh..."

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Wang Cuilian was surprised. This expression confirmed Yang Ruoqing's guess.

Before Yang Ruqing could speak, Luofeng Tang was already irritated.

“What’s going on? Why is Uncle going to Zhoujia Village?” he asked.

“No wonder he was so hesitant and evasive when I asked him about it this morning while we were passing by in the carriage. So he was going to Zhoujia Village!” Luo Fengtang questioned.

Wang Cuilian smiled bitterly.

Your uncle didn't let me tell you guys because he knows you wouldn't approve of him going to Zhoujiacun, so he snuck off there.

“What was Uncle going to Zhoujia Village for?” Luo Fengtang asked again.

"If I'm not mistaken, Uncle must be feeling sorry for Aunt Zhou from Zhoujia Village, so he sent some New Year's goods to her. Mom?"

Wang Cuilian smiled wryly again and nodded.

"How come you guessed everything right, Qing'er? Nothing can escape your notice!" the woman said.

Yang Ruqing curved her lips: "It's because I understand my uncle too well. Like my parents, he is one of the kindest people in the world."

Never forget others' kindness, and always remember the good they have done for you.

Especially familial love, is even more difficult to let go of.

"What? Uncle sent New Year's goods to Aunt's side?" Luofengtang was even more astonished.

As for Luo Da'e's aunt, Luo Fengtang doesn't remember anything related to her at the moment.

But Yang Ruohua had already told him, as if telling a story, about what kind of person Luo Daya was and what she had done to the old Luo family and her nephew.

Although he had no memory and couldn't empathize, Luo Fengtang was still furious upon hearing about the things Luo Daga had done.

"What did my uncle send to Zhoujiacun?" Luo Fengtang asked again.

Wang Cuilian said: "Fish, meat, some rice and wheat flour, I estimate they'll also stuff in some money..."

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Luo Fengtang's brows furrowed together, muttering in a low voice, clearly angry.

Wang Cuilian looked at Luofeng Tang's appearance and sighed.

“What's your eldest uncle like? Even Qing'er said so just now. I don't agree with him going to Zhoujia Village, but I couldn't persuade him!” the woman said.

Now I'm considered a proper daughter-in-law of the Lao Luo family. My name is even in the family register, and after death, I can be buried in the Lao Luo family ancestral tomb.

Luo Dade, from Zhoujiacun village, is the only relative she has. She's also her younger sister and elder sister-in-law.

But after three years of living in Lao Luo's house, Lao Luo Da-e had never come to visit.

This is completely disregarding one's own family. Even a Bodhisattva would have some temper!

It's only natural to feel discontent within oneself.

After all, so many things were sent to Zhoujia Village, and there would be much less at home.

Those grains of wheat flour, kept for the baby to make dough cakes and steamed buns... what a shame to just give them away to Luo Dahu's wife...

Wang Cuilian's thoughts, Yang Ruqing knew them all too well.

Ever since Auntie and Uncle decided to give up having children, treating Luo BaoBao as their only son's daughter-in-law, she became the apple of their eye.

The aunt definitely wasn't happy with the uncle's actions this time around when sending New Year's goods, but the aunt is soft-natured and wouldn't stop him.

"Lo Feng Tang, don't put on that gloomy face and scare Grandma." Yang Ruqing first gently poked him on the arm.

"Uncle loves Aunt, this is only natural." She continued.

“If he wants to send her, then let him. Anyway, she’s already arrived at Zhoujia Village. What use is it for you to rant here?” she asked.

"Now that our family is well-off, if Uncle wants to send some things to his sister, just let him. Consider it a good deed on our part."

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Luo Fengtang said, "When my uncle returns, I want to have a good talk with him. As for my aunt, there's no need to show any kindness to someone like her."

Yang Ruqing curled her lips, in fact, she also agreed with Luo Fengtang's words.

Zhou Xia herself hugged thighs in the capital and became the Snow Dance County Princess, yet she didn't even think about looking after her own parents...

"Tang YaZi, you can talk about these things with your uncle, but be clear." Yang RuQing continued.

"These grains, wheat flour, fish and meat, some are Uncle's own handiwork, and some are what we respectfully offer to them."

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“We show our respect to them, and it's up to him how he wants to distribute his belongings. We shouldn't interfere.” Yang Ruqing said.

"But even though our family is well-off, things aren't just flowing freely. If Uncle wants to give something, we won't stop him, as long as he's happy. But we also need to make our stance clear: We absolutely will not have any dealings with Zhoujia Village!"

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