Chapter Twenty-Eight: Less Cooking
"So, my father and mother think that we might as well divide the three rooms, my father and mother are so capable, they will definitely be able to support our family."
"Divide it?" Wang's eyes widened, as if he didn't know Yang Chuxia, how could this girl think so much. She even dared to think about splitting up.
Yang Dachuan is also the same as the Wang family, why did this girl suddenly become different. In the past, I didn't talk much and didn't make a sound, but now this idea is getting bigger and bigger.
"Yes, mother, do you want to divide it?"
thinks, how can you not want to, the Wang family has thought about it for less than two years since she married into the old Yang family, but she doesn't dare and can't poke the child and her father to split up.
Seeing Wang like that, although she didn't speak, Yang Chuxia knew that she was moved.
"Girl, my father knows that I have wronged a few of you, but I am afraid that it is not appropriate to divide the family, and the people in the village will poke my father's backbone."
"Dad, what if our stepgrandma takes the initiative to divide us?"
Yang Dachuan looked at a room full of people of all sizes, staring at him expectantly, and suddenly felt uncomfortable.
But thinking of what the girl said just now, yes, the children are all older, and I am afraid that I can't count on my mother. So he nodded firmly, "If, if your grandmother takes the initiative to divide us, Dad will agree." ”
"Bingo!" Yang Chuxia snapped her fingers happily when she heard this, "Dad, I'll leave the rest to me, I have a way for my step-grandmother to divide us, you and your mother just wait." ”
"Sister, what can you do?" Yang Qingrui asked curiously.
"Hehe, secret, I won't tell you yet."
Yang Dachuan glanced at Yang Chuxia in a complicated manner, and muttered, "Girl, why does my father think that you are different from before, and your head has become smarter." ”
Hearing this, Yang Chuxia secretly rolled her eyes, how could she become smarter, it was better to just change the core.
"Dad, it's not that I've changed, it's that my step-grandmother wants to sell me, alas, I don't want to be sold, so I have to change and fight. Where there is oppression, there is resistance. ”
"But...", this is too much of a change.
"Okay, it's a good thing that my daughter has become powerful, I can protect myself and my younger siblings, let's not ask so much as a father, hurry up and eat, go and rest after eating, it's rare to rest early after so many years."
"Yes, too, hehe." Yang Dachuan smiled innocently.
The next day, as soon as dawn dawned, the whole poplar village was bustling with chatter. Why, because the Poseidon Festival is coming, every family is in a hurry to catch up with the excitement, and Lao Yang's family is no exception.
Since Yang Chuxia sent a biao yesterday evening, Mrs. Hua has arranged the work at home. The day before, because it was the work of the three-room cooking, it was the turn of the four-room on the day of the Poseidon Festival. Early in the morning, Mrs. Hua instructed Luo's in the fourth room to cook, and after eating, she rushed to the lively early.
However, this Luo Shi is also a scheming, because she was dissatisfied with arranging her to work, but she didn't dare to resist with the old woman, so she transferred her dissatisfaction to Yang Chuxia and Sanfang.
No, Luo's made less breakfast, except for Yang Dachuan and Wang's early half a bowl of porridge, and when Yang Chuxia's sister and brother got up, the bottom of the pot was dry. Seeing this, Yang Dachuan and Wang gave their porridge to their sisters and brothers.
Originally, Yang Chuxia didn't plan to make some trouble in order to go to the town early, but when Yang Dachuan gave the porridge to Yang Qingtong, she found that Na Luo was smiling proudly with the corners of her mouth lifted.