Chapter 426： Huang Qinghe returns to her natal home

Chapter 426 Huang Qinghe returns to her natal home

The firewood room is full of straw and dry firewood. The ash accumulated on the ground is as thick as a finger. Two little dogs licked their mouths full of ashes and kept spitting it out. They looked very funny.

Yunmo went to pour half a bowl of warm water again, in order to prevent the bowl from being knocked over again, she could only hold the bowl with her own hands and feed the two little dogs with spiritual spring water.

"Tsk tsk tsk ~"

The two little guys drank very quickly, and drank up all the water in the bowl within two minutes, even licking the rim of the bowl clean.

After drinking the water, the two little guys rushed out.

Yunmo followed out curiously, and found two little guys squatting in the corner of the bamboo fence to defecate.

Well, I didn’t expect the local dogs in the countryside to be so hygienic, much better than the two huskies at home who only know how to eat and drink.

I don't know what happened to Dabai and Erbai.

"Momo, what are you doing in a daze, breakfast is ready."

Yunmo was lost in thought when Huang Zhiqiu walked up to her and took the bowl from her hand.

Yunmo didn't care, and turned around to eat in the main room.

Breakfast is noodles, mixed with last night's roasted chicken soup, afraid that it would not be enough flavor, Huang Zhiqiu cut another bowl of sour beans.

After taking two mouthfuls of noodles, Yunmo felt that the taste was a bit bland, and was about to put capers into the noodle bowl, when the chopsticks stopped halfway.

"Mom, did you take the capers bowl from me?"

"Yes what's the matter?"

"Did you not wash?"

Huang Zhiqiu was stunned for a moment, "I think the bowl is quite clean, what did you put in it?"

Seeing that everyone’s noodle bowls were filled with capers, and they were still eating deliciously, Yunmo swallowed silently, “I just accepted the recruitment notice, and I didn’t wash my hands, fearing that the bowls might get dirty.”

Huang Jianjun smiled indifferently, "It's okay, I don't do anything dirty, I don't get sick after eating."

After speaking, he picked up the capers and poured a lot into his noodle bowl. After pouring, seeing Yunmo staring at him, Huang Jianjun poured the remaining capers into her noodle bowl. It's too late to stop.

"Come on, Momo, I'll give you the rest. This sour bean noodles are the best."

Looking at the capers in the bowl, Yunmo couldn't put down her chopsticks.

"Eat, Momo, it won't taste good if it's lumpy." Seeing her in a daze, Yang Xinghua urged with a smile.

At this moment, Ling Chuan beside him stretched out his hand to bring her noodle bowl, put all the capers inside into his own bowl, and returned the noodle bowl to her.

Seeing Ling Chuan's actions, everyone was very surprised.

"Momo, don't you eat beans?"

Yun Mo hurriedly explained: "I don't want to eat something too salty in the morning."

The sauerkraut in the countryside is soaked in old sour water for many years. The salt content is very heavy.

After hearing her explanation, everyone didn't think much about it.

Just after breakfast, Chen Bin arrived on a motorcycle.

Huang Yu took the recruitment notice and glue, got on Chen Bin's motorcycle and went out.

The weather is good today, with a warm sun, Yunmo took out the bamboo plaque that was varnished yesterday.

After one night of drying, the varnish on the bamboo plaque has dried completely, forming a layer of translucent luster on the surface of the bamboo plaque.

Yunmo took out the paint and brushes bought in the building materials market.

She didn't write directly on the bamboo plaque with a brush dipped in paint, but first used a pencil to trace the outline of the font on the bamboo plaque, and then used a brush dipped in paint to fill in the color.

She is not a professional in writing large-character signboards, so she can only use this stupid method.

But although the method is a bit stupid, it works very well.

Half an hour later, the five-character signboard of "Lu'an Bamboo Weaving Factory" was successfully completed.

"Not to mention, it's quite special to use bamboo plaques as a signboard, which is much more interesting than the wooden boards hanging on the door."

"The key is to save money. Things in the city are very expensive. A piece of wood, a layer of white paint, and a few words will cost 150 yuan. I looked at the signboard made by Momo. No worse than that."

Yunmo is also quite satisfied with her masterpiece.

After the paint on the bamboo plaques dried completely, Yunmo asked Ling Chuan to take the varnish and paint another layer of varnish on the inside and outside of the five bamboo plaques to prevent the paint from fading.

When the varnish was about to be finished, there was a knock on the door.

Yunmo, who was close to the door, turned to open the door, and found a strange young man and woman standing outside.

"You are?"

Seeing Yunmo, Huang Qinghe was also taken aback, but she quickly realized it.

"You are Momo, right? I am Qingning's older sister, and my name is Qinghe."

Hearing the other party's self-introduction, Yunmo suddenly said, "So it's Cousin Qing He, please come in."

"Qing He, Jia Yong, when did you come back!?"

Seeing Huang Qinghe and Yang Jiayong entering the door, the Huang family was as happy as Chinese New Year, and surrounded them one after another.

Huang Qinghe greeted the Huang family one by one with excitement.

It was Yang Jiayong, who stood beside him without saying a word, and kept looking at Yunmo.

After working outside for several years, it is not that he has never seen beautiful girls in the city, but he has never seen anyone more beautiful than the cousin in front of him.

The face is tender and tender as if water can be squeezed out, the apricot shell eyes are big and round, the eyes are like glass beads, black and bright, the lips are as delicate as cherries, and people can't help but want to kiss Fangze.

Yang Jiayong's scrutiny made Yun Mo uncomfortable.

With a pretty face, she naturally receives a lot of attention on weekdays, so that she can easily distinguish curiosity from lust.

Obviously, Yang Jiayong belongs to the latter.

At this moment, Ling Chuan suddenly walked up to Yang Jiayong, "Cousin-in-law, please sit inside."

Ling Chuan's tall body blocked Yun Mo firmly, and also blocked Yang Jiayong's sight of looking at Yun Mo.

"You are Ling Chuan, you heard Qing He talk about it before you came here."

Yang Jiayong quickly took out the cigarette case from his body and gave Ling Chuan some cigarettes.

Ling Chuan raised his hand to block the opponent's movement, "No, I don't smoke."

"Ah, you don't smoke?"

Yang Jiayong was a little surprised, but he didn't insist. He put the cigarette in his mouth, took out the lighter and lit it, and then chatted with Ling Chuan about the homework.

What kind of business are you doing, and what is your income?

Yang Jiayong asked a question, Ling Chuan answered, and it seemed harmonious on the surface.

Ling Chuan still used the same old tricks, setting up street stalls to sell small things, and the money he earned was not too much, but it was enough for expenses.

Yang Jiayong is not as frivolous as Huang Zhao. He thinks highly of himself after earning some money outside, and looks down on Ling Chuan's work as a street vendor.

Yang Jiayong has worked in a garment factory for several years, and he can tell at a glance that the clothes worn by Ling Chuan and Yun Mo are not cheap.

Usually, when Liu Zhi called Huang Qinghe, he mentioned from time to time that Yunmo had sent some good things home. What's more, Yunmo also helped Huang's family set up a bamboo weaving factory, so she must have money on hand.

Therefore, Yang Jiayong's attitude towards Ling Chuan was quite warm, and he even invited Ling Chuan to visit Yang's house when he had time.

(end of this chapter)