Splendid peasant girl busy farming

After a while, Yang Ruoqing gathered the crumbs of melons and fruit skins into the dustpan, and was about to throw them out in the yard when Luo Fengtang came over again.

"I'll pour!"

"Hey, no need, no need..."

However, this time he did grab the dustpan and rushed out of the main room, into the night in the courtyard outside.

Yang Ruoqing couldn't laugh or cry.

At the table of the Eight Immortals on the other side, Luo Tiejiang and Yang Huazhong saw this scene, they also secretly exchanged glances, and smiled tacitly.

But Tuantuan and Yuanyuan are ignorant of worldly affairs, and they are still asking, "Where's Dad? Why did Dad run away?"

Yang Huazhong patted the heads of Tuantuan and Yuanyuan, and warned them in a low voice: "When you grow up, you will learn from your father and be a good man who loves his wife!"

The two children are too young to understand at all.

Tuantuan even asked Yang Huazhong back: "Grandpa, what is a daughter-in-law?"

Yang Huazhong touched his nose in embarrassment, feeling that he had dug a hole for himself.

Fortunately, Luo Fengtang came back at this time.

He told Yang Ruoqing, "The thing fell down. I took the dustpan to the pond to shake the water. I grabbed a handful of water plants and wiped the inside. Now I hang it on a wooden stake in the corner to dry."

Yang Ruoqing nodded in satisfaction, "Not bad, not bad, very thoughtful!"

After taking out the garbage and cleaning up the dustpan, she didn't even ask for such a small detail, so he took the lead in doing it.

What a caring and nice man!

"You go over to chat, don't come here again!" Yang Ruoqing pushed him towards the Eight Immortals table.

He smiled and nodded, how could he let his wife go out to take out the trash and wash the dustpan by the water in the middle of the night!
In the past, it was because he was not at home and there was nothing he could do. Now that he is back, he will definitely take care of these things.

The main room continued to restore the previous order.

Chatting, playing with toys, and doing housework.

The floor has been tidied up. Now, Yang Ruoqing is going to wash the tea bowls on another table next to the wall.

After the nearly thirty tea bowls are washed away, the trip will be over perfectly!
As a result, someone who had just sat down and the stool was not warm got up again.

"I'll fetch water for you, just wait here."

After all, he picked up the basin and ran straight to the backyard.

Yang Ruoqing couldn't even stop her.

What I said just now fell on deaf ears, that's all!
And here, Luo Tiejiang and Yang Huazhong exchanged glances again.

The two old men had the same thought in their hearts at the same time, that is, if they continued to chat with Tang Yazi today, it would seem that the two old men had no eyesight.

Although people sit at the table and chat with them, it is out of respect.

People's hearts are in Cao Ying and their hearts are in Han, and their hearts are all in Qing'er. They always want to help Qing'er share some housework.

If the two old men continue to chat with Tang Yazi, they will really be ignorant!

Therefore, Yang Huazhong took the initiative to propose: "I'm a little sleepy, why don't we stop here today? How about we talk tomorrow during the day?"

Blacksmith Luo also nodded again and again: "Okay, I just drank a few cups and I'm a little sleepy, so let's go!"

When Yang Ruoqing heard that the two of them were going to leave, she hurriedly said: "Father, wait a minute and leave. My mother is still in the kitchen in the backyard. You should wait for her to come and go back together!"

As soon as Yang Ruoqing finished speaking, Tuantuan suddenly raised her head, pointed at Yang Huazhong with her short and tender little finger, and smiled wickedly.

"Ha, Mr. Ga, you don't mean what you say! You are lying to children!"

Yang Huazhong was stunned for a moment, he didn't quite understand what the little grandson meant when he came over.