Dressed as a farmer's widow, she brought her daughter to stock up on food and reached the top

When Yang Qingfeng returned home, he saw Taohua, Shiliu and Guihua helping his mother pick vegetables in the yard, and they were talking and laughing.

"Grandma, the villagers are all very happy when they know they can exchange mushrooms and black fungus for pork." Taohua said as she picked vegetables skillfully.

Shi Liu also agreed: "Yes, everyone praises my mother for her kindness."

Osmanthus smiled and said, "Now everyone can taste the meat."

Mother Yang was very pleased: "Every little bit counts in helping everyone."

However, Yang Qingfeng sat down aside with a heavy heart, his brows furrowed, and his eyes staring blankly ahead.

Mother Yang was the first to notice something was wrong with Yang Qingfeng and asked, "Qingfeng, what's wrong with you?"

Yang Qingfeng was silent for a moment before he slowly spoke: "Mom, I'm very confused."

The sisters also stopped what they were doing and looked at him.

Taohua asked with concern: "Uncle, what happened?"

Yang Qingfeng sighed: "It's all because of that kid Guangzong. He spread nonsense everywhere and made Sun Huahua feel wronged."

After hearing this, everyone couldn't help but shake their heads.

Yang Qingfeng continued, "I just hope this incident doesn't leave any shadow on Huahua's heart."

After saying this, he fell into deep thought again.

Xiuying's family prepared a sumptuous dinner, and the table was filled with fragrant dishes. The family sat together, happily enjoying this delicious dinner.

Xiuying put a piece of meat into the child's bowl and said with a smile, "Eat more, it will help you grow."

Others were also chatting and laughing while eating, and everyone was enjoying the food.

However, Yang Qingfeng sat aside, absent-mindedly picking at the rice in his bowl, his eyes wandering.

His thoughts were still on Sun Huahua, and he had no intention of enjoying the sumptuous meal.

Xiuying noticed Yang Qingfeng's strange behavior and asked with concern, "Qingfeng, what's wrong with you? Is this food not to your liking?"

Yang Qingfeng came back to his senses and quickly said, "No, no, the food is very good." But after saying that, he fell into deep thought again.

He thought of Sun Huahua's aggrieved and stubborn look, his heart full of worry, and the chopsticks in his hand stopped in mid-air, not falling for a long time.

Yang Qingfeng's heart was in a tangle. He was completely worried about Sun Huahua, and he kept thinking: I don't know how much trouble Guangzong's nonsense will bring to Huahua. She is such a simple and kind girl, I hope she won't be hurt by this.

Huahua will be coming of age next month. What should I give her? Yang Qingfeng pondered secretly. A sachet? It seemed too ordinary. A hairpin? I wondered if she would like it.

Thinking of Sun Huahua's frail figure, Yang Qingfeng couldn't help but feel distressed. Huahua was too thin. She must have suffered a lot in her daily life. She needed to be well nourished. But he didn't know how to help her.

Oh, it’s so frustrating!

The more Yang Qingfeng thought about it, the more upset he became, and the chopsticks in his hand unconsciously stirred the rice in the bowl.

Yang's father and mother looked at each other and saw the clues in each other's eyes.

Father Yang coughed lightly and said, "Qingfeng, what's wrong with you today? You seem distracted."

Yang Qingfeng was stunned by his father's question and quickly said, "Dad, I'm fine."

Mother Yang put down her chopsticks, looked at Yang Qingfeng carefully, and said, "Son, don't hide it from us. Judging from your appearance, you have a girl you like, right?"

Yang Qingfeng's face flushed instantly, and he stammered, "Mom, please don't guess blindly."

Seeing his reaction, Yang's father and mother became more certain of their thoughts. Yang's father said, "Son, is there anything you can't tell your parents?"

Yang Qingfeng lowered his head and said nothing.

Seeing him like this, Yang's father and mother knew that Yang Qingfeng would not tell anyone according to his personality. They became anxious and had no appetite for food. They hurriedly finished the rice in their bowls anxiously.

Mother Yang couldn't help but say, "Qingfeng, if you really have a girl you like, tell your parents about it. We can help you with some advice."

Yang Qingfeng remained silent. Yang's father and mother shook their heads helplessly, their hearts full of doubts and worries.

After finishing the meal, Yang's father and mother exchanged glances and pulled Xiuying aside.

Mother Yang asked anxiously, "Xiuying, can you tell us which unmarried girls in the village are around Qingfeng's age?"

Father Yang also echoed: "Yes, tell us about it."

Xiuying was stunned at first, but then she reacted and said with a smile, "Oh, you two look so anxious, could it be Qingfeng..."

Mother Yang quickly interrupted her: "Don't worry about it, tell us first."

Xiuying thought for a moment and said, "Let me think about it. The unmarried ones include Huahua from the Sun family, Cuicui from the Li family, Pingping from the Liu family, and Caifeng from the Ma family. Among these girls, the one who is about the same age as Qingfeng is Ma Caifeng."

Father Yang frowned and asked, "Which of these girls has a better temper?"

Xiuying said, "These girls are all good-natured. But Huahua from the Sun family is kind and hardworking.

Huahua won't be coming of age until next month, and Qingfeng will be twenty next year, making her six years younger than Qingfeng.

Yang's father and mother listened, looking thoughtful and calculating in their hearts.

Cuicui from the Li family, Pingping from the Liu family, Caifeng from the Ma family...

As Yang's mother listened to Xiuying's introduction, she couldn't help but think of Ma Caifeng from the Ma family.

She thought to herself: Ma Caifeng also came to the pig-killing banquet, and Qingfeng was sitting at the table next to her.

Ma Caifeng looked quite handsome, with a hint of cleverness in her eyes. Did Qingfeng exchange a few words with her at that time?

If it works, it would be great. But what about this girl's family situation? Is she kind and approachable? Oh, I've only met her once, so I don't know much about her.

No, I have to ask around. Maybe Qingfeng is interested in Ma Caifeng?

But if it's not, then it would be a waste of time. Oh my, it's really frustrating. I don't know what Qingfeng is thinking.

Xiuying saw how anxious Yang's mother was and quickly advised, "Mom, don't be so anxious. This matter can't be rushed."

Mother Yang, however, looked anxious and said, "Xiu, how can I not be anxious? Qingfeng is already 20 years old. Many people his age in the village have already started families and had children. I'm really hoping every day that he can settle down soon."

Mother Yang couldn't help but sigh as she spoke, "I just wanted to have a grandson sooner rather than later, so that I could put my mind at ease."

Xiuying took Yang's mother's hand and comforted her, "Mom, Qingfeng is a handsome and educated boy. He will definitely find a good girl. Please don't worry too much. Be careful not to ruin your health."

Mother Yang nodded helplessly, "I hope so." But her eyes were still full of anxiety and expectation.