Splendid peasant girl busy farming

They scrambled to compete for the only reincarnation spot in the room...

Watching the five or six-year-old children fighting for it, each one more fierce than the other, one little boy with a cracked face not only pulled the other children off the window sill, roared at them angrily, and even kicked his feet A few-month-old child next to him who had obviously lost his competitiveness grabbed him, tore the child with his own black nails, and threw him into the air!

When the child fell to the ground, he happened to land in front of Yang Ruoqing.

Yang Ruoqing subconsciously stretched out her hands to catch the child.

Bing Bing coolly looked at each other, and the child's facial features were really good, just like the boy in the New Year painting.

After being caught by Yang Ruoqing, the little baby suddenly hugged Yang Ruoqing's hand and sucked her thumb, as if it had found its mother and started sucking instinctively...

Yang Ruoqing was shocked, subconsciously shouted, and with a strong wave of her arm, she threw the baby into the window...

When the baby was thrown into the window, a loud cry of the baby came from the room: "Wow, wow, wow..."

Yang Ruoqing's eardrums bulged and she sat up suddenly.

what's the situation?

Was it just a dream?

Yang Ruoqing raised her hand and touched her forehead. There was cold sweat on her forehead and her palms were sweaty.

She lifted the quilt and got down to the ground. The room was quiet.

I came to the bedside and opened the window to look out. It was almost noon. The sun was shining brightly outside the window, and the chrysanthemums outside the window were blooming just right.

Two birds flew over the small courtyard and landed on the wall to rest for a while.

Seeing Yang Ruoqing open the window and looking over, they tilted their heads while pecking at feathers, and their black eyes like mung beans rolled around, sizing up Yang Ruoqing at the same time.

Everything outside the window was as usual, but it was completely different from the scene in the dream.

After taking a few breaths of fresh air, the depressing feeling from the previous dream gradually dissipated.

After a while, Wang Cuilian came back.

"Qing'er, are you up? Dinner is about to be served in the fourth room."

"Auntie, I've been awake for a while."

"Wake up. The two babies are playing with the other children in the second bedroom. I asked Xiuhong to help keep an eye on them. I will call you when I come back to prevent you from oversleeping."

"Eh? Are you awake or something? Why don't you look good?"

Wang Cuilian looked at Yang Ruoqing's face, looking left and right. The more she looked, the more she felt something was wrong.

"Qing'er, are you sick? You look very ugly!"

"Really? Let me take a look."

Yang Ruoqing stretched out her head and took a picture in front of the bronze mirror, but her complexion was not very good, a little pale.

"I slept, but I had a nightmare. When I woke up, I changed my clothes."

"What did you dream about?"

Wang Cuilian pulled Yang Ruoqing to the side and sat down, "Tell my aunt about this."

It was just a dream, what Yang Ruoqing wanted to say, but her aunt was so concerned about her, so Yang Ruoqing told Wang Cuilian the scene in the dream.

Seeing Wang Cuilian's increasingly solemn expression after hearing this dream, Yang Ruoqing regretted that she shouldn't have said it, as this might increase the aunt's troubles.

So she added: "I must have stayed in the fourth room all night last night. I was in a state of tension, anxiety and worry the whole night, so I suddenly relaxed and had some weird dreams. It's okay, aunt, Don’t worry about me.”

Although Wang Cuilian was explained by Yang Ruoqing and nodded slightly to express her agreement with Yang Ruoqing's words, it could still be seen from her frown that this matter was still on her mind.

"Well, it should be fine. It's just that I was tired last night. What I listened to the most was Po Wen's words. So it's not unusual to dream about these while sleeping."

"Go, wash your face with hot water, drink some tea, and come to eat. After dinner, you can catch up on your sleep in the afternoon."

……

When Yang Ruoqing and Wang Cuilian went to the second room to pick up the two children, they returned to the fourth room.

At this time, in the fourth room, there was a table in the main room and two tables in the yard.

Not only the adults and children from each room of Lao Yang's family came over, but even Kang Xiaozi and Li Laoer came back.

Moreover, they also took back Liu Jinchuan's aunt and a pair of grandchildren from her aunt's family.

The grandchildren are only seven or eight years old, just the same age as Yang Yongzhi's Niuniu, and the children can play together.

Before Yang Ruoqing sat down at the table, she made a special trip to the delivery room to visit Liu Jinchuan.

At this time, the people accompanying her in the delivery room were Liu Jinchuan's aunt and Mrs. Tan.

Seeing Yang Ruoqing come in, Aunt Liu quickly stood up and greeted Yang Ruoqing with a grateful face: "Her aunt, I heard from Jin Chuan that you stayed here all night without a wink of sleep last night, and you were a big help. I am really grateful... "

Yang Ruoqing smiled: "Aunt Liu is serious, I am just helping you. If my brother is not at home, I will definitely come to keep him company."

Aunt Liu nodded repeatedly: "I have a long way to go, so I would be most grateful if you could come to give Jin Chuan some courage!"

The two exchanged a few simple greetings. Although Yang Ruoqing knew that Aunt Liu's gratitude came from the bottom of her heart, she didn't have much thought at the moment to exchange business boasts with Aunt Liu.

She turned her attention to Liu Jinchuan on the bed and asked gently: "How are you feeling right now?"

After a morning of recovery, Liu Jinchuan may have eaten something and taken a nap. His mental state now seems much better than that of early this morning.

He changed into another set of clothes, and even wore a piece of forehead wiping around his head...

"Sister Qing'er, I'm much better. Except for the wound that still hurts a little, everything else is fine."

"That's good. Recover slowly. It will definitely be the same day by day."

"What about the child?"

"The child is asleep in the bed. He just drank."

Liu Jinchuan turned sideways and lifted up the swaddled baby in a corner of the quilt.

To be honest, during the delivery in the morning, the room was dimly lit. At first, Mrs. Wen took the baby in her hands and cleaned up the dirt on him.

As soon as they were packed, Mrs. Liu rushed in, holding her in her arms and looking up and down, not giving anyone a chance.

Furthermore, the child had just been born at that time. Regarding the newborn, Yang Ruoqing always felt that the baby must have been unclean at that time and had more or less the smell of the mother's womb.

So Yang Ruoqing and Cao Bamei came up to take a look while Po Wen was holding her.

I haven't looked at it carefully yet.

Now, the light was brighter and there was no Liu next to her. Yang Ruoqing stretched her neck and looked at the child carefully several times.

picture!

It was so similar to the little baby in her previous dream who was accidentally thrown into the window.

Especially when Yang Ruoqing looked at the child, the little baby seemed to sense something. His eyes opened a slit, his eyes moved slightly, and then his eyes met with Yang Ruoqing's.

The next moment, he actually grinned at Yang Ruoqing.