Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 1030 I will never forget it for the rest of my life (second update)
I also used pillows to cushion his lower back to make him more comfortable.

"Is that okay?" she asked.

"Hey, it's much better, I can see your face." He said.

Yang Ruoqing: "..."

Turning around, walked to the table and poured a bowl of tea.

Luo Fengtang's eyes followed her back: "Qing'er, why did it take you so long to send old man Yan to Lizheng's house?"

Yang Ruoqing said: "Talked to him for a while, it was delayed."

She took a sip of tea and tasted the temperature.

Then he turned around and came to the bedside, put the tea to his mouth: "You can take a few sips too."

"Ah."

He obediently took several sips.

She put down the tea bowl and took out the brocade box from the bottom of her sleeve.

"Old Man Yan gave you some for your body."

She said, and then opened the brocade box.

Seeing the ginseng lying inside, Luo Fengtang was obviously also surprised.

"Is this... ginseng?" he asked.

Yang Ruoqing nodded.

"I heard that they have a lifespan of 300 years. You see, they have grown into human shapes."

"This kind of ginseng has a high medicinal effect, but it's a good thing."

"Thousands of years, I heard that they can continue to live." She said.

"We can't accept such a valuable thing." Luo Fengtang hurriedly said.

Yang Ruoqing said: "That's what I said too, but old man Yan couldn't go against his good intentions."

Luo Fengtang still looked uneasy.

Yang Ruoqing comforted him and said, "Don't worry, when I have a chance next time, I will repay this love from other ways."

"This wild ginseng is a good thing. There is no market in our area. Keep it for yourself!" she said.

Luo Fengtang nodded: "Qing'er, you can arrange it."

"Ah."

She closed the box again and tucked it into the bottom of her sleeve.

Luo Fengtang asked again: "Why is there a red thread tied to the ginseng?"

Yang Ruoqing was stunned for a while, and thought about it.

"I heard that every place has its own folk customs and customs."

"In the view of these ginseng collectors in the north, ginseng is the essence of heaven, earth, mountains and rivers. The deeper the age, the more aura it has."

"It is said that it will transform into a child and run away. If you tie the ginseng with red thread, it will not be able to run away." She said.

"Really?" He became interested.

Eyes sparkling, this is the first time I heard such a thing, very novel.

Yang Ruoqing said: "Myths and legends, who knows if they are true or not."

Luo Fengtang said: "Why don't you loosen the red thread and see if it will run away?"

Yang Ruoqing smiled: "You idiot, do you believe all of this?"

"Okay, I won't tell you anymore. You have been lying on the ground for almost a day and you haven't eaten yet. I'll go get you something to eat."

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Under Yang Ruoqing's careful care, Luo Fengtang was able to walk on the ground the next day.

Two days later, Luo Fengtang's wounds were almost healed.

As for the old lady in the side yard, Yang Ruoqing and Luo Fengtang went to Qingshui Town together, and invited an old doctor from Yihechun who was very experienced in treating asthma.

He took the pulse of the old lady, asked the doctor, and prescribed three courses of medicine.

Because there are still a few days before the Chinese New Year, the old grandson feels sorry for the trouble of the big man and the old man returning to the mountain.

Let them stay here to celebrate the New Year together, and in the first month of next year, we will go back to Sunjiagou to celebrate the New Year together.

Coincidentally, on the 26th, the old Luo family came to Yang Huazhong's house to send New Year gifts.

On the side of Sun's natal family, and on the side of Lao Yangtou in the old house, all gathered together, and three tables were set up bustlingly.

After dinner, everyone dispersed.

Old Yangtou, Old Suntou, Old Suntou's cousin, Blacksmith Luo and Yang Huazhong were still smoking, drinking tea and chatting in the main room.

Although the old Gapo is old and deaf, she is a child at heart and likes crowds and excitement.

The old man was sitting beside the fire in a moon-shaped warm barrel, and Mrs. Sun was sitting beside her making money.

Yang Ruoqing came to the kitchen in the backyard.

Mrs. Sun and Mrs. Sun are cleaning up the dishes.

"Mother, I'll help you." Yang Ruoqing said, then rolled up her sleeves.

Mrs. Sun pushed her away: "With me and your eldest aunt, it will be fine. You can go back to sleep."

"It's still early, I can't sleep."

"Then go to the main room in the front yard and listen to your Gagong and the others."

"That's it, hard work mother and eldest aunt!"

"Hey, girl, you're always polite wherever you go!"

Yang Ruoqing went back to the main room in the front yard, just in time for Lao Suntou and the others to talk about the past ten miles and eight villages there.

Luo Fengtang stood by and refilled their tea.

Seeing her coming, he smiled at her.

He came to her side with a bowl of hot tea, "Take it and cover your hands."

he whispered.

She smiled at him, and the two sat down on a high stool.

In such a winter night and the twelfth lunar month, listening to the elders tell the story of a long time ago...

In the winter night chat topics of the peasant households, the most talked about are the stories with mythological colors.

Ghosts, monsters, elves in the mountains and so on.

They are kind and simple, but ignorant and backward, and they all believe in karma and reincarnation in their bones.

The topic, I don't know when, it came to having a baby.

The old lady pricked up her ears to listen, and when she couldn't hear it, she asked Mrs. Sun to tell her.

Here, Yang Ruoqing could not help laughing seeing the old lady's reaction.

She lightly touched Luo Fengtang's arm beside her: "Old man, old man, look at my old lady, this is really like a child."

Luo Fengtang also curled his lips slightly.

At this time, the old woman sitting in the warm barrel over there said loudly: "I heard you guys talk about the events of the night. There are all kinds of strange things. Let me tell you one too, old lady."

She is the oldest and the oldest in the room.

When she opened her mouth, everyone fell silent.

Old Yangtou even smiled and said to the old woman, "Old aunt, I heard that you were the most famous midwife in ten miles and eight villages back then. You must have a lot of knowledge, tell us about it."

The old gapo grinned with a shriveled mouth that had lost all her teeth.

"I won't talk about those ghosts and ghosts. Everyone has heard them from other places. They have never seen them personally, so they can't count them."

She waved her hand.

"Let me tell you something today. It happened when I was delivering a baby to a family when I was young."

"I've been delivering babies for most of my life, and I don't remember anything else, but that one, I'll never forget it for the rest of my life!" she said.

Everyone was interested, and they all kept silent, listening to the old lady.

"My skill of midwifery was passed down to me by my mother."

"I remember that moment, I was only fourteen or fifteen years old, I haven't raised a baby yet!"

"One winter, the door was closed by heavy snow, and I was taken to a mountain temple in the mountains to give birth to a woman."

"Old aunt, isn't this wrong? When a daughter-in-law gives birth to a baby, isn't it always on the bed at home in the cold weather? Why would they give birth in the mountain temple?"

Old Yang couldn't help but interrupted the old Gapo's words.

The old Gapo said: "I remember correctly, it is the Mountain Temple."

"When I arrived, there were only three people there."

"A man, tall and big, and good-looking."

"There is a woman standing next to him. Seeing the couple's clothes, they look like a couple. The family should be rich."

(End of this chapter)