Liao Meiying was just sending Yang Ruoqing out of the house. When she saw the corn cobs brought by the third girl, she couldn't help but be surprised and stretched her head to take a look.

"Corn on the cob? Are there any corn on the cob during this season?" she asked curiously.

No wonder Liao Meiying was surprised. Farmers in the Mianniu Mountain area usually grow summer corn.

Corn matures in June and July every year, and by the end of July and approaching August, the corn stalks in the fields are almost gone.

The corn cobs sent by the third girl were large and covered with thick leaves, but judging from the exposed corn silk, the corn was fresh and tender.

"Sister-in-law, my corn is a little different from the corn grown here. It was brought back from outside by an old customer of my mother's. This is also the first year to grow it." The third girl patiently explained to Liao Meiying.

Liao Meiying nodded.

At this moment, Yang Ruoqing actually opened the coat of one of the corn cobs and looked at the corn kernels inside.

I pinched one of them lightly with my nails, and white juice immediately overflowed from the plump corn kernels.

She licked her fingers again and praised: "Ah, it's so sweet. It reminds me of a kind of fruit corn I had when I was in Beijing. It tastes like this."

The third girl smiled slightly and said, "I don't know what it feels like. This is the first time I want to break up with you."

She glanced at Liao Meiying standing next to her, seemingly unintentionally, but continued with the purpose of explaining: "I broke off six sticks, sent two to my aunt for milk, and left one for the iron at home.

Eggs, the remaining three will be taken home later, Sister Qing'er, and the family won't share them equally, so I can only give them to the baby to try first. When the next batch is cooked, I will go to the vegetable garden and break some more back.

All the little kids at home should try it.”

In front of Liao Meiying, the third girl only gave the corn cobs to Yang Ruoqing but not to Liao Meiying. The three girls felt it was inappropriate.

But there is only so much in total, and I can’t give it to my elder sister-in-law Liao Meiying, let alone my elder sister-in-law Liao Meiying. Wouldn’t it be given to my third sister-in-law Zhao Liuer who is right across the door? My second sister-in-law Cao Bamei at the entrance of the village, and Mianmian, who has the best relationship with me.

Won't you give it away?

I gave it to my grandma and my aunt, no one can fault it. I gave it to sister Qing'er because of this dumpling. I explained it clearly, and I hope my sister-in-law can understand.

Liao Meiying naturally understood the third girl's intention. She smiled nonchalantly and said to the third girl: "You have your heart."

The three girls also smiled in relief.

And here, Yang Ruoqing also felt the sincerity of the third girl, as well as the little embarrassment.

So, she took out a corn cob and handed it to Liao Meiying, "I borrowed flowers to offer a handful to the Buddha. My baby can't eat three corn cobs. I'll take this with my sister-in-law and give it to Zhen'er to have a taste."

The three girls smiled and said nothing.

Naturally, Liao Meiying would not want it. The two parties exchanged some words of evasion. Yang Ruoqing collected the fruit corn, and before leaving, she did not forget to tell San Yatou and Liao Meiying: "Then I will taste the fruit corn for you first.

If it’s not bad, I’ll ask my fourth aunt to bring us more corn seeds, and we’ll plant some from next year.”

Liao Meiying nodded happily: "Okay, then you can try it for us first and wait for your news."

The third girl also smiled and said: "I think the next wave of corn will be harvested in a few days. Sister-in-law, when the time comes, you can come with me and harvest as much corn as you want."

Liao Meiying smiled: "Okay."

After saying goodbye to them, Yang Ruoqing returned home with three stalks of corn.

When passing by my parents' house, I left two sticks for Mrs. Sun and Yang Huazhong.

Sun refused to give it up, and what he said when he refused was: "Your father and I are already grown up, so why haven't we eaten corn on the cob? You take it back and give it to the baby."

Yang Ruoqing smiled so hard that her eyebrows curled up, "Mom, this is the new corn outside. It's like fruit. You can eat it raw. It's crispy and sweet."

"What? New corn?"

"Well, it's the seeds that the fourth aunt gave to the third girl. It's the first time she's planted them this year."

"Oh, I also remembered that your fourth aunt wanted to give me corn seeds when she came back a while ago. I was busy with other things at that time and didn't ask for them."

"Here, mother, let's try it. If you like it, let's ask my fourth aunt for some seeds to plant new corn next year."

Yang Ruoqing thrust the corn cob into Sun's hand again.

"One stick is enough. This one has a big head. Your father and I can break it apart and taste it."

In the end, Sun only took one, and Yang Ruoqing took the remaining two to the Luo family.

At night, Yang Ruoqing cut the fruit corn into six sections and steamed them in a pot. Luo Baobao took two sections, and the others each took one section.

I ate it before dinner and everyone praised the taste. It was not glutinous at all, sweet and tender, and even older people were not afraid of it getting stuck in their teeth.

"The corn kernels must be ground to make corn roast, or ground into corn juice to drink. It will definitely taste good." Luo Baobao gnawed with relish, praising as he ate.

Yang Ruoqing smiled gently at her: "We will also plant it next year."

…

In the evening, when the rain stopped, Wang Hongquan and Wang Shuanzi came to Lao Yang's house to pick up Yang Huamei.

In order to show a sense of importance and ceremony, the Wang family and his son came to Yang Huazhong at the entrance of the village in advance and explained their intention.

After asking for Yang Huazhong's permission, everyone went to the east room of the old house together.

Yang Huamei had already packed her things and was sitting quietly waiting patiently.

The Wang family's father and son came to pick him up, and they didn't come empty-handed. They brought gifts for Mr. Tan.

The gifts are nothing more than brown sugar, red dates and the like.

Tan didn't even get rid of those things, let alone ignored Wang Shuanzi, and just said to Wang Hongquan with a straight face: "This time Wang Chunhua refuses to show up, and she doesn't even give you the face of my biological father. She is clearly a

I don’t want this natal family.”

"I'm letting my Mei'er go back to help your old Wang family support this family now. It's for the sake of my two grandsons and I don't want the children to have no mothers."

"If you old thing is stupid again and helps your second daughter to bully my daughter, old lady, I will go to you with a pair of scissors. We can exchange one life for another. Anyway, I am almost seventy, and I have lived enough...

"

The previous words can still make people listen patiently. After all, she is the mother-in-law, so it is understandable if she just goes through the motions and hammers out a few words.

But the words he said later became more and more cruel, to the point of being ridiculously cruel.

Not to mention that Wang Hongquan and his son were on pins and needles, Yang Huamei was in a dilemma, and even Yang Huazhong, who accompanied him, had a strange expression.

"Ahem, mother, we are going too far..."

"What the hell, they can join forces to bully me, Mei'er, and why don't they want me to say some harsh words?"

Yang Huazhong touched his nose and glanced at Wang Hongquan, slightly embarrassed.

Wang Hongquan smiled at Yang Huazhong and raised his hand to make a gesture, which meant to tell Yang Huazhong not to worry. They could still handle a few harsh words.
Chapter completed!