Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 10125 What a pain!

Wanghai County, Changping Village.

It happened that Luo Fengtang was going to the county government office, so Yang Huazhong didn't need to find a way to send a message to Yang Yongjin, Luo Fengtang just sent a message along the way.

Luo Fengtang left for the county seat after lunch, and then, after dinner at night, Luo Fengtang returned to the village, and naturally Yang Yongjin came back with him.

After Yang Yongjin got off the carriage, he hastily greeted Luo blacksmith Yang Huazhong and the others who heard the movement and came to the door, then turned around and entered the courtyard of Xiaoerfang.

Yang Huazhong was worried, and followed Yang Yongjin into the second bedroom.

And Blacksmith Luo accompanied Luo Fengtang into his yard.

Blacksmith Luo said, "We all thought you would stay in the county tonight, why did you come back in the middle of the night?"

It's freezing cold, what a pain to come back this way!

Luo Fengtang didn't take it seriously, he rubbed his frozen face and said: "If you have a home, you will definitely go back, there is no need to stay outside."

Blacksmith Luo nodded, okay, this kid has a strong sense of family responsibility.

Luo Fengtang went to the backyard to set up the carriage and feed the horses. On this winter night, the horses suffered with him. Luo Fengtang is a person who loves horses and treats horses as his companions and brothers.

Blacksmith Luo went outside the bedroom in the backyard and coughed.

This was a secret signal from him and Wang Cuilian, and they didn't dare to shout it out loud, for fear of disturbing the children if they fell asleep.

So he covered his mouth and coughed lightly, while the door of the dormitory was quietly opened a crack, and Wang Cuilian squeezed out from inside.

She was wearing long clothes and trousers for sleeping, and a cotton-padded jacket over her shoulders.

After going out to the door, he took a few glances, and soon found Blacksmith Luo's location.

"His lord, what's the matter?" Wang Cuilian asked in a low voice.

Blacksmith Luo said, "Tang Yazi has returned from the county seat."

Wang Cuilian: "Huh? This kid, why did you come back overnight? Isn't it cold on the road!"

Blacksmith Luo glanced at Wang Cuilian's clothes, and urged: "Don't say anything, go back to the house and tell Qing'er, put on your clothes and come back with me!"

Wang Cuilian nodded, since Tang Yazi is back, there is no need for her to accompany Qing'er to take care of the children here, just leave them to the young couple.

"Then wait for me, I'll tell Qing'er." Wang Cuilian turned around and went back to the dormitory.

At this time, Yang Ruoqing was snuggling up on the bed and reading a book. At this time, it should be 09:30 in Beijing time.

She's not sleepy yet, usually around 10:30 or [-] o'clock, since she's not sleepy, she must read a book first!

Usually, she would only look through the account books unless she had to liquidate the business of several restaurants at the end of the year. At other times, she didn't want to read those boring things, and basically read some scripts and so on.

In the first few years when I traveled here, because I didn’t know much about the world, I looked at the world chronicles of the world, some state and county chronicles, and some biographies of historical celebrities.

Now, I am basically familiar with them, no different from the aborigines, so I like to read those scripts.

There are all kinds of love and hatred, and even many stories are written in a way of ups and downs, with many twists and turns, which is very attractive.

Therefore, the ancients still had wonderful ideas in terms of cultural attainments, and they were not inferior to the later generations at all.

Lost to future generations is technology and medical treatment.

There are also a series of civilizations derived from this.

But in terms of human IQ, EQ, and physical fitness, the ancients are no worse than the later generations.

Even, under the law of survival of the fittest in nature, the physical fitness of the ancients may be better than that of modern people!
Overlord can lift a tripod, there are many strong men like Overlord, how many are there in future generations?

In ancient times, a boy at the age of fourteen or fifteen was able to lead troops into battle, with both civil and military skills.

Dare to ask future generations, is the boy of fourteen or fifteen years old trying to rebel against your parents?

So, at this moment, Yang Ruoqing was lying on the bed and immersed in the fun of the storybook.

She was no stranger to the interaction between Blacksmith Luo and Wang Cuilian outside.

Because before, the old couple communicated in this way in such a situation, lest they wake up the children.

But every time, when Wang Cuilian came back from outside the house, Yang Ruoqing would always ask a few questions with concern to make sure there was nothing serious, and then continue to read the notebook in her hand.

So it was the same today, Yang Ruoqing opened the curtain and looked at Wang Cuilian, before she opened her mouth to ask anything, Wang Cuilian said to Yang Ruoqing while putting on her clothes: "Qing'er, I passed by, Tang Yazi came back, your uncle just Come and say it."

"Ah? Did you come back this late at night?" Yang Ruoqing was so surprised that she put down the book in her hand. Although it was unexpected, it was also expected.

Because, this guy... Hehe, whatever you say, no matter what you say, it's all about happiness and sweetness.

"Auntie, I'll get up too." Yang Ruoqing also lifted the curtain and got out of bed, grabbed the clothes next to her and prepared to wear them.

Wang Cuilian didn't think much about it at all, followed Yang Ruoqing to make arrangements, and then quickly dressed herself and left before Luo Fengtang returned to the house.

Blacksmith Luo is still waiting for her at the door!

Wang Cuilian left with her front foot, and Luo Fengtang entered the house with her back foot.

Yang Ruoqing said, "I'm sure you'll come back tonight."

Luo Fengtang came forward to see the two children with a smile, and asked in a low voice, "Are you all asleep?"

Yang Ruoqing nodded, "It's been an hour since I slept, and the two of you kept asking where Dad went before going to bed!"

When Luo Fengtang heard this, there was warmth in his eyes.

For such a question, no matter how many starry nights, the cloak is covered with frost, it is worth it.

"Come on, drink some hot tea to warm up your hands. There is hot water in the bathroom for you. Go wash your face and burn your feet. I'll be back in a while."

Hearing what Yang Ruoqing said, Luo Fengtang was surprised.

"Qing'er, where are you going this late at night?"

Yang Ruoqing stared at his stomach, "If I'm not wrong, you probably came back hungry."

Luo Fengtang shook his head, "I'm not hungry, I ate on the way."

"Gollum..."

As a result, before he finished speaking, his stomach made a sound that was seriously inconsistent with his language to fight.

Luo Fengtang blushed.

He rubbed his stomach awkwardly.

This stomach is really unbelievable, and it's specially designed to tear him down.

But Yang Ruoqing laughed out loud, realized something with a laugh, covered her mouth and at the same time turned her head and glanced at the bed.

The two cubs were sleeping back to back on the bed, Yang Ruoqing only saw the back of Tuantuan's head, and saw Yuanyuan's chubby little face deformed by the pillow.

Fortunately, all fell asleep, and was not woken up.

"I'll go to the kitchen and give you something to eat. It will be ready in a while. You stay in the house with the children."

(End of this chapter)