There are many neighbors around watching the fun.
The black boy Jin Sanbao from next door came over and asked Yongruo casually, "Who is that guy? He seems very rich."
Yong Ruo replied casually: "The younger generation of the nobleman's family I met yesterday said that the plum blossom was extremely beautiful, and the elders loved it very much, so I came here to ask for a big one to put in the vase."
"Just for this, they gave you so many things?" Jin Sanbao said with some disbelief.
"How do I know what those noble people are thinking?" She shook the name card box in her hand to the neighbors who joined in the fun, "No, the nobleman also left me a name card. He said that if he encounters difficulties, , but you can come to ask for help! He is really a good person, isn't he?"
The neighbors around even claimed that it was true, and someone said: "You are so blessed, and the days to come will get better!" There was no lack of envy and jealousy in the tone.
Yong Ruoxiao: "Let me borrow your good words!" Turning around, she entered the courtyard and closed the courtyard door.
Letting the people around her know that she "has a backer" can probably avoid some troubles, so she will naturally not hide it, lest those domineering people think that her family can be bullied.
I just don't know, can this trick scare those thieves
Locking the door, Yong Ruo returned to the main room.
Of the three people in the room, Yongqiao was still sobbing with tears in his eyes; Yongmiao climbed onto Mrs. Zhou's bed, lay down beside Mrs. Zhou with all her clothes on, and hugged Mrs. Zhou through the quilt, with her face half buried in the quilt. , I couldn't see his expression; Mrs. Zhou had calmed down, patted Yong Miao's back gently, and comforted him softly.
Yong Ruo suddenly felt: It is really cruel for children as young as Yong Qiao and Yong Miao to face the threat of death and the pain of the death of their parents!
Seeing Yong Ruo coming in, Mrs. Zhou asked a little weakly, "All gone?"
Yong Ruo nodded: "All gone!"
"Which family does the nobleman belong to?"
Yong Ruo shook his head: "I don't know which family it is from, but I only know that the surname is Feng." This point, Mr. Feng didn't take the initiative to say it, and it was inconvenient for her to ask.
"Feng?" Mrs. Zhou frowned slightly, and said to herself, "Feng is the surname of the country. Could it be that he is a son of the clan?" Then he asked Yong Ruo, "Did Mr. Feng bring guards? Did the guards bring weapons?"
"Bring it! There are quite a few guards around Mr. Feng, all of whom are armed with big knives and long swords, and one of them is carrying a long bow."
Mrs. Zhou nodded: "That's right! That Mr. Feng must be a child of the clan, and he is a close clan. He might be a prince or a little prince." Panting twice, he said again, "Dare to hold a big sword, a long bow and a long bow. Those who flaunt their swords must be those who have military positions in the court or the army; such guards are only qualified to be used by clan families. The servants of ordinary officials' families carry a stick at most when they go out, and then hide one secretly. dagger..."
Yong Ruo said quickly: "I know! Mother, you should talk less and rest more!"
Zhou smiled wryly: "There will be more time to rest in the future!" His eyes glanced at the box in Yong Ruo's hand, "What are you holding?"
Yong Ruo then told about the famous assassin.
Mrs. Zhou opened the box, took a look at the name thorn, and wondered: "This name thorn is a bit strange. The name thorns of noble people usually use red paper. This young man is obviously of extraordinary status, but he actually uses white paper. And draw plum blossoms on famous thorns?" She shook her head, quite puzzled, "I don't understand."
Yong Ruo couldn't talk to her more, so he said, "Perhaps Mr. Feng disdains vulgarity?"
"That's right!" Mrs. Zhou was powerless to say and think too much, and waved for Yong Ruo to take away the box of famous thorns and put it away properly. Suddenly he sighed again: "If at the beginning... there was such a famous card... why did the family come to this?!" After speaking in a sad voice, tears welled up in his eyes again.
Yong Ruo silently put away the famous thorn box, stood in the yard for a while, and went to the kitchen.
The food box that Mr. Feng sent was placed on a low cabinet. She opened the food box and took a look, and saw that the upper layer of the food box contained some exquisite and easy-to-storage snacks, and the lower layer contained half a box of buns and half a box of dumplings, so she picked up the food box, took the bowls and chopsticks, and went to the main room.
"The dim sum and pasta presented by Mr. Feng today look delicious." She said to Yongqiao and Yong Miao, "Each person can eat two pieces of dim sum, but not too much, so as not to be unable to eat at night. Baozi and The dumplings are not allowed to be eaten cold, let’s warm them up and eat them with yesterday’s leftovers.”
He also ordered Yongqiao: "After eating, go and deal with the leg of lamb, remove the meat, marinate it with salt, and buy some radishes to make dumplings tomorrow. Then marinate the bones of the lamb, and stew the lamb soup tomorrow." "
Yong Qiao has studied cooking with Father Yong for a year, and he has practiced basic skills. It is not a problem for him to cook a home-cooked meal.
Then Yong Miao was asked to guard the Zhou family, and Yong Ruo went out of the main room, took a hatchet, put on labor protection gloves made from shabby clothes, and chopped some bamboos.
In the yards of the thatched huts of poor families, the ground will not be paved with bricks, but a few clumps of bamboo will be planted for a broom, a chicken coop, and a bamboo fence. In the yard of the Yong family, apart from the plum tree, there are also several clumps of bamboo.
After picking off the bamboo branches, she used a saw to saw one of the bamboos into small pieces, and then used a hatchet to break the short bamboo tubes and cut them into long bamboo nails. Don't ask for excellent workmanship, but for cutting-edge sharpness.
It took a long time to make a basket full of bamboo nails, and then she broke the other bamboos and cut them into bamboo strips half the height of a person. After thinking about it, I cut two more bamboos, sawed the bamboo poles into several sections, each section was half a person's height, with one end flat and the other pointed.
Yong Qiao had already finished processing the leg of lamb, so she ran over and asked, "Sister, what are you doing?"
Yong Ruo glanced at him, waved to him, motioned him to listen to him, and whispered in his ear, "I'm working as a mechanism to deal with bad guys!"
She plans to learn from the predecessors of the Red Army in Jinggangshan, and set up a bamboo nail array at the base of the wall. If someone climbed in from the fence in the middle of the night to steal something, the custodian let them jump in and limp out.
Yongqiao's eyes were wide open, and he stared at Yong Ruo with a look of surprise and worry, excitement and fear, which swept away his usual youthful and mature appearance, and gave him a little more childishness and innocence.
"Hush!" Yong Ruo put a finger in front of his lips, and said in a low voice, "Shut up! You can only tell your mother and third brother quietly."
"Will bad people come to harm us?" Yongqiao asked fearfully.
Yong Ruo was busy with his hands, and gave him safety education casually: "Not necessarily! Last night, my sister made some money; today, we bought a lot of things and got so many good things. Some people in this alley are If you are poor and crazy, there may be those shameless people who come to steal at night. Of course, it is also possible that my sister is thinking too much, and there is no such danger. But you can't take chances in your heart. Since you think that someone may steal, we It is necessary to take precautions. It is better to take precautions in vain than to wait for the danger to come and let others be slaughtered unprepared. Do you understand?"
Yongqiao nodded half-understanding, and whispered, "Sister, let me help you!"
Yong Ruo said with a smile: "Okay!" and rubbed his little head.
When she was about to bury bamboo nails and tie the fence, she heard a knock on the door.
Yong Ruo asked Yong Qiao to carry the basket of bamboo nails into the room and hide it, then went to the gate of the courtyard and opened the door a crack. Outside the door, stood Aunt Jin, the mother of Jin Sanbao next door.
Aunt Jin was holding a large earthen bowl with both hands, and there was a bowl of fermented glutinous egg drop soup in the bowl. The bowl of soup was very clear, the egg flower was very rare, and the smell of fermented glutinous rice was also faint. It would be too guilty to insist that it was a bowl of soup.
But the most important thing is: Mrs. Jin's two thumbs filled with black dirt between her nails are soaked by the soup!
"Girl, our family made fermented glutinous rice egg drop soup tonight. I think your mother is sick, and she happened to have a little tonic, so I brought you a bowl." Aunt Jin said to Yongruo with a smile. Just want to break into the house.
Yong Ruo is happy, and thinks that Aunt Jin is really a wonderful person! When my family couldn't open the pot before, I didn't see her sending a little bit of things; today, who in the neighbors doesn't know that my family has got a lot of things? This Aunt Jin came here to give the fermented glutinous rice egg drop soup!
She glanced at the bowl of egg drop soup that was so clear that it could almost be used as a mirror, and thought: How big a pot of soup did this Mrs. Jin cook with one egg? Is the egg drop in this soup bowl enough for a quarter of an egg
"Wait, wait..." Yong Ruo endured the turbid smell on Aunt Jin's body, resolutely blocked the door, and turned her away, "I appreciate your kindness. It's just that my mother has to avoid eating fermented glutinous rice now! My aunt still Take this soup back!"
The smile on Aunt Jin's face froze, and she said: "Your mother is taboo, so give it to your brothers and sisters!" She looked Yong Ruo up and down, "Poor boy, he's as thin as a hemp stick, and we will marry each other in the future. But how to raise a child!" She frowned sadly.
Yong Ruo ignored her and smiled at her: "Ma'am, please wait a moment, I have something for you." Then he closed the door and bolted it.
She hurried back to the main room and wrapped two pieces of snacks in a clean toilet paper.
Both Yong Qiao and Yong Miao were not very happy: "The old lady of the Jin family is too annoying! Why should my sister give her snacks?"
Yong Ruo said casually: "At least they are neighbors, and the relationship should not be too bad. Maybe at some point, something will come to him."
The point is: there are several men in the Jin family, and they live in the west neighborhood. What if they need their help to catch the thief tonight!
Yong Miao curled her lips and said in a low voice, "I'd rather ask Mrs. Qin than that old lady of the Jin family. How many years have you been 'washing' her clothes?"
Yong Ruo grinned silently, held back her laughter and went out: "It's over if I don't let her in, you don't care if she's 'scouring' clothes or not!"
This Aunt Jin is the ultimate stingy mother-in-law who thinks that "washing" clothes will hurt the material and is only willing to "scoop" clothes. In this alley, people who don't hate her... Yong Ruo hasn't found out yet.
At the gate, Yong Ruo opened the door again, gave the snacks to Aunt Jin, and said with a smile: "Today, the nobleman rewarded some snacks, so I will take two yuan back and try them!"
Aunt Jin looked at the paper bag, feeling a little bit unsatisfactory in her heart, but she couldn't help it, so she had to leave with the soup bowl.
After dismissing Aunt Jin, Yong Ruo returned to the main room. After thinking about it, she took out some clean paper and wrapped a few packets of snacks, and asked Yong Qiao to carry them, and sent them to a few familiar neighbors around, saying that it was for everyone to try something new.
The Qin family in the east added an extra piece of bacon to thank the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law of the Qin family for their constant care for the Yong family.
After delivering the things, Yong Ruo closed the door. Seeing that Yongqiao was not very happy, he enlightened him a few words, told him not to be too fussy, and then took Yongqiao to tie the fence and bury bamboo nails together.
If there are thieves sneaking in to steal things, keep them screaming out!