The moment she heard these words, Ruan Yan subconsciously looked around.

Fortunately, they were now standing at the gate of the Ruan family, a certain distance away from the chatting crowd. In the yard, Ruan's mother had already led Zhaozhao and Niannian into the house. Except for her, no one heard this sentence.

Ruan Yan heaved a sigh of relief, but also glanced at Fu Yanqing in a reproachful manner, "We are outside! Don't keep saying these things."

It’s not because I’m embarrassed, but mainly because people at this time have too little entertainment in their lives.

Because there is relatively little entertainment, whenever we encounter something a little unusual, we would use it as a topic of conversation after dinner.

Ruan Yan didn't want the intimate conversations between her and Fu Yanqing to be brought up and talked about over and over again by others.

Fu Yanqing moved a little closer to Ruan Yan, and lowered his voice again, "Okay, listen to Yanyan, and don't talk about it outside anymore. When we get home, we can talk about it behind closed doors."

Ruan Yan, "......"

I don’t know if it’s because the relationship between everyone has made rapid progress in the past year, but Ruan Yan always feels that Fu Yanqing is too enthusiastic now.

She was so enthusiastic that she could hardly resist and just wanted to shut him up!

Outside the house, Zhaozhao and Niannian were letting Ruan's father taste ketchup.

After Ruan's mother finished speaking, she just looked at Ruan Feng eagerly, and her eyes became cautious.

Ruan Feng had seen this scene before and was very familiar with it.

Ruan Feng was thinking in his heart, and his thoughts drifted away consciously.

He is not your boyfriend, and he is not a woman like Fu Yanqing who can earn money and give it all to you to spend, so he would be willing to make ketchup.

With so little sugar, everything tastes bad!

Ruan Feng followed his mother to the outside of the yard, sat on the stone bench on the tree, and rested his arms under the stone table. He instantly felt a slight chill.

It's a small glass jar.

Especially for an experienced farmer like Ruan Yan, the daily work is very tedious. After finishing the work, he returns home and has a meal, and has no energy to go out for a walk.

Mother Ruan chuckled, but did not answer Father Ruan's words. Instead, she came to Ruan Feng's side and said, "Sister, he came out for a while. Do you have anything to tell him?"

"Dad went out for a walk!" He Qiu replied, "He knows our dad very well. He just stays out of the house all the time."

Ruan Feng took a look at the stone table and was very satisfied. He thought about going back to the market to see if he could find one that suits his taste, and put it on the tree outside the yard.

While thinking about that, Ruan Feng also looked at Ruan's mother, "What's the matter? What did he say? If he keeps saying it, you'll have to leave the room!"

Although he hadn't had dinner yet, Father Ruan had the heart to agree with Zhaozhao and Niannian and opened the jar to taste it.

Although Ruan's mother is not yet seventy years old, her heart is actually quite simple. She is still like a child.

Although he thought so in his heart, Father Ruan just gave up the idea of ​​doing something, but he didn't think that He Qiu was right to do so.

Although Ruan Feng is her best friend, she has not yet married, has lost her own family, and has become a mother.

You asked why it tasted so bad, it turns out that sugar was added to it.

The place we went least often was not the old tree outside the production team.

Mother Ruan rubbed her hands and looked outside the house. When she saw someone coming out, she said loudly, "Sister, you think the ketchup he made tastes bad. Children always hate it."

"Sister, brother-in-law, why don't you go in? What are you talking about standing outside?"

Just by looking at the sweetness, you can tell that a lot of sugar is added.

Before He Qiu could answer, Father Ruan patted Mother Ruan on the back and said, "Why are you asking that? Is that one jar enough for him to eat?"

"So, what if the two of us work together! Before he does it, you take it to the county and find a way to exchange it for money and tickets. What does he think?"

During the busy farming season, Ruan Yan's only thought was about working and earning work points. Before returning home after a tiring day, the only thing she thought about was going out.

The transparent jar is filled with red ketchup, which looks bad.

Although they said that, when Ruan's mother pulled Ruan Feng inside, Ruan's father still didn't stop them.

"so what?"

If women really start chatting, they have less to say than men.

After taking a bite, He Qiu's eyes lit up a bit, "It's delicious! It's sour and sweet, really appetizing, perfect for weather like this. Yanyan, how did you make it?"

It is precisely because of this understanding that I headed this way before daybreak.

It was not until Fu Yanqing came down and pulled you out of the house that you came to your senses.

Father Ruan glanced at Ruan Feng with a reproachful look, feeling deeply moved.

When I ate something so delicious, I instantly smiled.

He Qiu glared, "What can you say there? Can your mother listen to you?"

How you want to live your life, how you want to live your life, and what kind of life you want to live is all up to you.

If it's still daylight, we'll play cards or chess.

Although Mr. Ruan would mutter a few words, he actually didn't take it to heart, and he really wanted to know.

Facing his own mother, Ruan Feng would of course keep his secrets to himself and immediately told her what he had done.

"Sister." Mother Ruan looked at Ruan Feng eagerly, "Did he do little?"

If it were someone else outside the production team, even if they knew how to do it, they would still be willing to do it.

He Qiu, who was originally very excited to try it himself, immediately gave up the idea when he heard Ruan Feng say that sugar needed to be added.

Such tables are durable and have a strong sense of atmosphere, and are standard equipment in farmhouses.

But now is the slack season, and although we still have to work every day, it is much less stressful than during the busy farming season.

Mother Ruan didn't think so much. She just leaned over to taste it out of curiosity. After taking a bite, she squinted her eyes in satisfaction.

If it gets dark, put away your things and end the conversation.

Before Ruan Yan could say anything, Ruan Feng walked over from the yard. His voice could be heard before he even got close.

I am putting it mildly, but actually it is not profiteering.

As children grow up and are no longer independent individuals, it is very abnormal that we don’t have our own ideas or secrets to share.

I was only afraid that Ruan Feng would reject me, but I was also afraid that Ruan Feng would scold me for having good intentions.

The bad thing is that Fu Yanqing and Ruan's mother are still young and have no interest in that kind of occasion, so they basically come here.

Hearing Ruan Feng's words, Ruan Yan ignored Fu Yanqing and walked out of the yard, "What did you say? Where's Dad?"

I didn’t know that when I got older, I would be like Ruan Yan.