Chapter 110 Unlucky Granny Bao
Chapter 110 Unlucky Mrs. Bao
Author: Egret Ye Qilin
Chapter 110 Unlucky Mrs. Bao
Mrs. Bao's yard was full of broken walls, the two upper rooms and the two side rooms were in ruins, and the roofs had all collapsed.
There was a pile of quilts in the middle of the yard, like several quilts covering each other. There was a bulge under the quilt, and intermittent calls for help came from it.
"Aunt Bao?" Yang Mu called tentatively.
The cry of pain suddenly stopped, and then the thick quilt squirmed, revealing a head with disheveled hair.
With gray hair, finely wrinkled skin, and frightened eyes, who could she be if she wasn't Mrs. Bao?
Yang Mu hurriedly stepped forward to help, but Mrs. Bao was shocked and said aggrievedly: "I just held up a wall! They all collapsed!"
Yang Mu looked at the ruins all over the yard in surprise, in disbelief.
"Aunt Bao, why didn't you run out of the yard and ask for help?"
Mrs. Bao said confidently, "What if I run over and the wall collapses?"
Yang Mu: "..." It's not impossible.
Mrs. Bao seems to be in a difficult situation. Her hair can be hung on trees, she can be hit by bird droppings while enjoying the shade, and her house can collapse even if she holds up a wall.
Who can guarantee that when she passes by the courtyard wall, the courtyard wall will not give her a greeting gift and collapse in on itself?
Mrs. Bao had a very good nose. She smelled the aroma of pastries, so she consciously opened the box and ate the pastries.
Yang Mu looked at her eating appearance and asked, "When did this house collapse?"
Mrs. Bao was eating cakes in her mouth and said vaguely: "This morning."
Yang Mu: "..."
Mrs. Bao explained: "I originally held on to the wall of the wing room, and the two wing rooms collapsed together. Later, I was afraid that the quilts drying in the yard would be stained by the dust, so I collected the quilts."
She pointed to the rope used to dry the quilts. One end of the rope was connected to the courtyard wall, the other end crookedly fell to the ground, and the end was in the ruins of the upper room.
"The nails connecting the upper room to the upper room were torn off when I was putting the quilt away, and then the upper room collapsed."
"Then why are you hiding under the quilt?" Yang Mu didn't understand.
Mrs. Bao pointed to the broken bricks on the ground and said, "I was afraid that it would collapse again and be killed, so I hid under the quilt!"
Yang Mu was speechless. If it collapsed again and the bricks pressed the quilt down, wouldn't Old Mrs. Bao be suffocated to death in the quilt?
Mrs. Bao finished eating two pieces of pastries, her mouth was a little dry, and she looked at the well covered by ruins with a longing look on her face.
Yang Mu helped the person up and said, "Let's go to Aunt Wang's house for a drink of water."
Mrs. Bao grabbed Yang Mu's arm and said nervously: "You want to hand me over to someone else?"
Yang Mu had a question mark, what does it mean to leave it to someone else? Do they know each other well enough to be their own people?
Thinking about how Mrs. Bao rarely talked to others except herself, and thinking about how many times she had defended her in front of Li Zheng and the clan leader, Yang Mumo acquiesced to the identity of this "one of her own".
"Let's go to Aunt Wang's house for a drink first, and then you and I will go live in the county seat." Yang Mu explained.
Mrs. Bao felt relieved now and was about to walk towards the courtyard gate when she suddenly stopped and said, "I still have some wealth that I need to pick out from the rubble."
Yang Mu asked her to stay where she was, then entered the ruins and found a small leather box at the location she specified.
Mrs. Bao happily hugged the small leather box and successfully left the courtyard under the cover of Yang Mu.
Mrs. Bao drank water at Aunt Wang's house, changed into clean clothes, and then went to the Li Zheng family and the patriarch's house. She told them about the collapse of her house and asked them to take care of her.
Go to live in the county first.
Then she asked the Chen family and his son to repair the Yang family's ancestral house and then rebuild the house for her.
Father Chen took the house deed and land deed that Mrs. Bao took out from the small leather box, and promised that they would be restored to their original state.
Mrs. Bao gave her a deposit of twenty taels of silver, followed Yang Mu with the small leather box in her arms, and got on the donkey cart to the county seat.
Looking at the clean-dressed old lady Bao, her calm expression and meticulous hairstyle are hard to associate with the old lady who was so scared that she hid under the quilt and didn't dare to come out.
Along the way, Old Man Niu hesitated several times and cast a resentful look at Yang Mu, as if to say, "You girl, how can you spoil my good deeds? Isn't it good for Aunt Bao to live with me?"
Faced with the accusation in Old Man Niu's eyes, Yang Mu just pretended not to see it.
This bad old man has been coveting Aunt Bao for a day or two, but he just can't catch her.
Yang Mu took Mrs. Bao to buy clothes at a clothing store, as well as bedding, pillows, and toiletries before returning to Taohua Lane.
When Lin Xiao and others who lived in Taohua Lane learned that Mrs. Bao wanted to stay temporarily, no one showed any unwillingness to come.
Lin Xiao and Yang Mu organized a side room in the backyard. Yang Shitou ran around with his short legs and placed small wild flowers from the vegetable garden in the house.
Mrs. Bao couldn't help being curious and asked, "What is Stone doing?"
Yang Shitou said with a sweet voice: "The house smells great!"
After hearing these heart-warming words, Mrs. Bao's eyes when she looked at Yang Shitou were as gentle as water.
Looking at Old Mrs. Bao's appearance, Yang Mu decided not to tell the old lady that Yang Shitou also placed wild flowers in Qiuqiu and Hei Da Ya's nests.
After settling in with Mrs. Bao, Yang Mu went to Wanxiangfang and told Zhou Dazhuang and his wife that Aunt Wang would be coming to the county town in a while.
Since you are going to open a hot pot restaurant, you need to prepare the hot pot ingredients early.
Yang Mu went out and bought a lot of spices and came back. Fortunately, there are chili peppers and vine peppers in this world. These are the soul of hot pot!
After handing the shop over to Zhou Dazhuang and his wife, Yang Mu went back to Taohua Lane and started making hot pot base.
Half an hour later, the entire Peach Blossom Alley became a hot pot alley, with the aroma of hot pot wafting everywhere.
Of course, dinner is hot pot.
Since there was no mandarin duck pot, Yang Mu used two pots, one for spicy soup and one for mushroom and chicken soup.
The spicy soup is actually not very spicy, so except for the child Yang Shitou, the rest of the adults can eat some of it.
Slice the mutton and beef, wash all kinds of vegetables, and assemble the spring bamboo shoots and sweet potatoes.
No. 16, Taohua Lane, everyone has become a breadwinner tonight.
The sesame sauce was mixed again and again, the sesame oil and garlic sauce was made again and again, three pounds of mutton, two pounds of beef were all dazzling, and even the vegetables were finished.
When the moon came out, the whole family sat neatly on small chairs in the backyard, stroking their bellies and basking in the moonlight, and the sound of belching could be heard one after another.
After a long time, Lin Xiao kicked Lu Shan's chair.
"Go wash the dishes."
Lu Shan fell asleep for a second and snored.
Lin Xiao shifted his target to Mu Chen.
The wood dust flew up in a second and lay on the roof to bask in the moon.
Lin Xiao turned around and glanced at Mrs. Bao.
Mrs. Bao turned her head and gave him a slap on the back of her head.
Lin Xiao looked at Yang Shitou again,
Yang Shitou was sitting on his own little chair, pinching Qiuqiu's fat palm with his left hand, and pinching Hei Da Ya's big ears with his right hand. At such a young age, he hugged him from left to right and had no idea that his brother-in-law was looking at him.
Not even a look in response.
Lin Xiao, who was ignored by everyone, could only get up and go to the kitchen to clean up the dishes and wash the pots.
Listening to the "clinking" sound in the kitchen, Yang Mushutan half-slumped on the chair.
The plain smoke and smoke, this is called life.
…
In a blink of an eye, the day came when the reconstruction of the ancestral home was completed.
There is a custom in Dashun that after a new house is built, it is better for someone to live in it for a few days and praise it for its popularity. This is more auspicious.
On this day, Yang Mulinxiao and his wife moved back with Yang Shitou, Mrs. Bao, Lu Shan, Mu Chen, Qiuqiu and Hei Daya.
Seeing the same house and courtyard as before, Qiuqiu was so happy that he rolled on the ground, while Hei Da Ya was so excited that he ran around the yard without any trace of depression.
Yang Shitou immediately inspected the vegetable field and found wild flowers. He got busy happily. He picked flowers, sent them to a room, picked flowers again, sent them to another room, picked flowers again...
After visiting around, Mrs. Bao chose a wing in the backyard to stay, because Father Chen transplanted a peach tree at the door of that wing. It was the time when the peach blossoms were in full bloom, which made people feel happy.
According to custom, Yang Mu and Lin Xiao lived in the east room and the west room respectively.
Lu Shan and Muchen still lived in the front yard.
The kitchen was fully equipped with kitchen utensils. Father Chen, his son and the masons gathered in the ancestral house and had a good meal with Yang Mu's family.
Throughout the whole day, the ancestral home was filled with harmony and beauty.
…
Early the next morning, just after dawn, there was a knock on the courtyard door.
Yang Mu, who was practicing Qigong, came out of the backyard and saw Lu Shan going to open the door. He was afraid that Lu Shan would not know the villagers, so he went to open the door himself.
Yang Mu didn't expect that the person standing outside the door was actually Zhao.
Chapter completed!