Chapter 67: Cabbage (Part 2)

"They are really stupid, you won't leave once, will you get married again? It's just a matter of 9 yuan..." Zhang Yang said a little unscrupulously.

As the two were talking, Zhang Shufang came out of the house: "Old man, come with me..." Zhang Shufang's face looked a little unfair.

"Ah?" Yang Zhengfang and Lao Huang and Lao Liu were washing persimmons in the yard. When they turned around, they saw Zhang Shufang standing at the door with a ugly face. They quickly greeted Lao Huang and Lao Liu, got up and walked over. The two of them walked towards the backyard.

"It's over. Look at my godmother's face, how ugly..." Zhang Yang said anxiously.

"Will she break them apart?" Sun Fangfang began to take on the good sisters' concerns.

"If my godmother is really good at breaking up a couple, what should we do? Help Qingqing or godmother?" Zhang Yang said bitterly.

"This... let's go and listen..." Sun Fangfang pulled Zhang Yang and followed him secretly.

The old couple sat down on the donkey cart in the livestock shed, and Zhang Shufang said, "I said why don't there be any photos of Qingqing at my in-laws? When I first saw their marriage certificate, Qingqing looked so scared me..."

Zhang Shufang's face looked ugly, but she was actually scared.

"What did you say?" Yang Zhengfang didn't understand.

"I said Qingqing. The photo on their marriage certificate was full of bumps on their faces. I saw that I almost vomited it if I hadn't been in front of Qingqing..."

Zhang Shufang's words made Zhang Yang and Sun Fangfang breathe a sigh of relief when they eavesdropped on the side. As mother-in-law, they can still care about their daughter-in-law's face, which means that they still have hope.

"Acne you mentioned? That's not a disease. Who didn't grow up when you were young?" Yang Zhengfang said.

"The key is... she has too many, and her face is full of it..." Zhang Shufang got goosebumps when she thought of those acne.

"Then what do you mean by asking me to come here? Demol them?" Yang Zhengfang said.

"I think Qingqing is pretty good, I can't bear to bear it. Besides, that thing is not inherited..." Zhang Shufang actually didn't know what she was going to call her old man over, just wanted to talk to him.

"Our son can marry such a beautiful wife and burn incense, what else do you want? I wondered at the beginning, what is my son's personality? I know very well? He married such a beautiful wife, and I feel it was very unreal. Now I finally understand that people are picking up bargains. Don't people often say it? Good cabbage is so good, but people are too stupid. If you break the rotten cabbage, isn't it just a good cabbage?" Yang Zhengfang was quite humorous, but the truth is quite simple.

"Puchi..." Sun Fangfang and Zhang Yang, who were eavesdropping on the side, couldn't help but laugh.

"Haha..." Zhang Shufang also laughed and shouted at the place where the two of them were hiding: "Where are you eavesdropping? Stay there..."

"It's okay... I feel relieved after you say that..." Zhang Shufang smiled.

"At the critical moment, it's still good for man. As long as it's not so bad, let's not care about him..." Yang Zhengfang leaned into Zhang Shufang's ear and said in a low voice that only two people could hear.

After Sun Fangfang and Zhang Yang eavesdropped, they covered their mouths and entered the east room. During this time, Wei Qingqing was leaning against Yang Ming and cried, and Yang Ming comforted him in a low voice.

"Oh! Rotten cabbage, why are you crying?" Sun Fangfang smiled and pushed the good sisters' shoulders.

"Seeing how you said, people broke the rotten cabbage gang and turned into a good cabbage..." Zhang Yang also said with a smile.

"What do you mean?" Yang Ming said.

"All right, stop crying. In your father-in-law's eyes, you are just a rotten cabbage..." Sun Fangfang pushed Wei Qingqing's shoulder.

"How many times have you told me? They broke the rotten cabbage gang and turned into a good cabbage..." Zhang Yang said.

"Ah?" Wei Qingqing raised her tears in her eyes and looked at the two of them in confusion.

"Don't understand? In the eyes of your parents-in-law, you are just a good cabbage..." Sun Fangfang sat next to Wei Qingqing and put her shoulders on her shoulder.

"But it is inevitable that you will be destined to be urged by a pig..." Zhang Yang smiled and looked at Yang Ming.

At this moment, the couple probably guessed what was going on, and their hearts suddenly lit up, and they were about to ask...

"Qingqing stays, everyone else goes out for me..." Zhang Shufang appeared at the door at some point.

Yang Ming, Zhang Yang, Sun Fangfang hurriedly slipped out and arrived at the front yard. Yang Zhengfang was washing persimmons with Lao Huang and Lao Liu.

To make fruit wine, you must wash and mash the fruit, then add koji or white wine, seal it and store it for fermentation.

"If you want to talk about fruit wine, what you want is the fruit flavor. We don't have to make them too fine. The peels don't need to be peeled. Let them ferment them together. This is the complete fruit flavor." Yang Zhengfang pulled off a persimmon handle and said.

"What should I do if the wine has a sour smell?" Lao Huang said while washing the persimmons.

"What should I do? Human fruits have a sour and astringent taste. Only when they maintain the original taste is called fruit wine. As long as they don't affect the taste, it's fine. Besides, the wine itself is spicy. With a little sour and astringent taste, it will taste..." Yang Zhengfang said.

"Brother Yang is talking about it. The taste of life is savored by people. In people's mouths, wine itself is not good, but because it feels good, people love to drink it. If you have to drink pure ones, just drink alcohol..." Lao Liu said.

Lao Huang savored it carefully and felt that what the two of them were saying was quite reasonable. He nodded and continued to wash the persimmons.

Three young men came out of the house and joined the ranks of washing persimmons. Yang Ming came to Yang Zhengfang and whispered: "Dad, what did you say to my mom?"

"I didn't say anything, it's just a matter of cabbage. In winter, we put cabbage in the vegetable cellar, and rotten gangs often appear. After about ten days, we have to make trouble and break the rotten gangs..." Yang Zhengfang said.

"Yes, it's a problem to store cabbage. The temperature is too high and it's too low. If it's too high, it's just covered up, and if it's too low, it's just frozen." Old Huang said.

"If there is a rotten vegetable gang, you have to break it up earlier, otherwise it would be fine if a rotten cabbage is rotten. If the cellar is rotten, it would be a big loss..." Old Liu also said.

"Shisheshesheshesheshesheshes..." Sun Fangfang covered her mouth and laughed.

"Hahaha..." Zhang Yang had no scruples and laughed.

The two of them laughed at Lao Huang and Liu. Did we say it wrong? No? They have been dealing with crops for most of their lives. Have they gotten older and even forgotten to store cabbage...

"It seems we haven't tear the newspaper, right?" Old Huang looked at Old Liu and whispered.

"We are not Alzheimer's disease..." Lao Liu whispered.

"Dad, the cabbage is in the cellar, how can you keep the pigs..." Sun Fangfang smiled.

"That's right, even good cabbage is rude. Smart pigs will rude cabbage. The key is to break the rotten cabbage, which is a good cabbage." Zhang Yang smiled wickedly.

"You two, if you want to make fun of it, just stay there..." Yang Zhengfang glared and smiled.

"Let's go and see the wild boars and teach them to slap the cabbage." Zhang Yang took Sun Fangfang to see the little wild boar. The two of them laughed hatefully while running.

"What's going on?" Old Huang and Old Liu were confused in his heart. When he looked at each other, he could see doubts and confusion in the other party's eyes.

"Hehe, thank you dad..." Yang Ming whispered.

“谢啥?爸知道你是啥人,能娶到卿卿是你的福气,以后可不许欺负人家,不然的话,我跟你老丈人,非得揍你不可……”杨政方手上忙活着,口中轻声道.

"I'm bullying her?" Yang Ming was speechless, and his soft flesh jumped unconsciously. By the way, the place where Wei Qingqing twisted in the morning still hurts a little now.

After washing the persimmons, I made a clean pot of clean brushes, put the persimmons inside and mashed them into rotten slurries, found several jars, brushed them cleanly, and blanched them several times with hot water before pouring the rotten slurries into them, then poured a bottle of white wine and sealed them in the jar to store.

"Buried these jars, keep them down to earth, and you can drink them in a month or two..." Yang Zhengfang sealed the mouth of the last jar with mud, straightened his waist and said.

"Isn't it fermentation? Why has it become down-to-earth?" Yang Ming was puzzled. He only knew that the temperature in the soil could support fermentation. Unexpectedly, there was another statement here.

"Xiao Yang, you don't understand this. In our old saying, this world is the world of gas. For example, when turning on the air conditioner in winter, our house can maintain a temperature of 25 or 6 degrees, but at this temperature, you have to wear a layer of single clothes, because invisibly, there is always a cold air drilling into your bones, but what about summer? It's the same temperature of 25 or 6 degrees, you can bare your shirt, so you will feel hot. This is caused by gas. In the year, spring, summer, long summer, autumn, winter, corresponding to wind, heat, humidity, dryness, and cold, the temperature can be changed, but this seasonal attribute cannot be changed." Lao Liu said.

"Uncle Liu, you know a lot..." Yang Ming said in surprise.

"He only knows so much. His son is a Chinese medicine doctor. He has studied these qi, four seasons, five elements of life, and other things. He has learned a lot from him, but we don't understand it. When we hear this, we feel a headache." Lao Huang revealed the truth to Lao Liu.

"Do you understand? Build the wine so that it can connect with the earth's air, which is somewhat similar to the unity of man and nature. The wine brewed in this way has spiritual energy!" said Yang Zhengfang.

"Ah! Okay, okay, I'll dig a hole now..." Yang Ming said in a row. Since he had the farm space, he really believed in these things, such as the four seasons, the five elements, and the like.

Yang Ming took a shovel, found a corner in the yard, and started digging a hole. Yang Ming's physical strength was not covered. Since he was struck by lightning, he was full of energy. He dug out a square pit with a side length of one meter and a half deep. Four people put several large jars into the pit and then filled the soil.

"It's getting late, so it's time for us to go back. Let's come back in a month..." Old Huang said with a smile.

"Yes, Xiao Yang, I'll tell you, we didn't come, you can't sneak out the wine and drink it." Old Liu and Yang Ming joked.

"He dared to break his leg..." Yang Zhengfang glared at his son with a smile.

"Okay, okay, in the future, when all three of you are here, let's open the game..." Yang Ming said with a smile.

After sending the two away, the father and son were left in the yard. Zhang Yang and Sun Fangfang teased the wild boars for a while, fed them some food, and ran to Mrs. Liu's house. At this moment, they were peeling the sticks in the yard with Liu Nannan. Liu's house was peeling the sticks. They were all piled up in the yard. They should be peeled out in time and dried so that they would not get moldy. By the way, moldy corn cobs are poisonous.

"Dad doesn't say anything to you. You're better than Dad. The couple will live a good life. Your mother has nothing to do..." Yang Zhengfang patted Yang Ming's shoulder and went into the east wing to see Wangcai and his wife go. He was still very interested in these two guys who looked like rats, especially their big mouths.

While Yang Ming was at ease, he felt a little uncomfortable. He always felt that he had grown up and had the ability to live independently, but in front of his father, he always felt that he knew nothing and wanted his father to teach everything.

The collision between two "pillars and pillars"... Yang Ming is still much more immature.

Zhang Shufang walked out of the house at this time, "Ming, what are you doing? Where is your dad?" His voice was a little hoarse.

"Oh!" Yang Ming came to his senses and hurriedly said, "My dad is in the east wing..."

"Go in and have a look..." Zhang Shufang signaled Yang Ming to enter the room, then turned around and crawled into the east wing.

Yang Ming hurried into the house and saw Wei Qingqing curled up on the kang, crying while smiling. It was obvious that the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law were having a harmonious conversation.

"This time, are you relieved?" Yang Ming climbed onto the kang, took her into his arms, and chuckled.

"Yeah!" Wei Qingqing hugged Yang Ming's waist tightly, buried her head in his chest, and nodded vigorously.

"Haha, what are you talking to you? My mother only cares about your butt. She really doesn't care about what your face looks like, hehe..." Yang Ming smirked.

"Bad guy..." Wei Qingqing's little hand reached Yang Ming's waist and gently pinched his soft flesh.

"Haha," Yang Ming smiled and kissed her gently on the forehead, "What did mom tell you?"

"I won't tell you the whisper between women..." Wei Qingqing said in a sweet voice.

"If you don't say it, don't say it. As long as the knot in your heart is untied, I will feel relieved. When you joke with you in the future, you are not allowed to be anxious. You don't know that when you are in the market, your poisonous dragon drill is so cruel..."

Wei Qingqing raised her head from Yang Ming's arms and said softly: "Let's look..." and was about to lift his clothes to check his injuries. Sure enough, there was a light blue finger mark on his waist.

"I'm sorry, does it still hurt..." Wei Qingqing's tears were almost falling.

"If you kiss me, I won't feel any more pain..." Yang Ming said with a smile.
To be continued...