Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 10839

Yang Ruoqing said to Xiaohua: "Calm down, this is called intergenerational marriage, and our Luo family is like this too."

Xiaohua also smiled.

Yang Ruoqing hugged the Fuwa in her arms, "Are you hungry? Auntie has prepared delicious food for you. Just wait a moment. Auntie will ask someone to bring it to the house."

"Ok!"

Yang Ruoqing gave the Fuwa to Sun for the time being, while she got up and went outside to give instructions about the food.

I found the stationmaster of the inn. He was talking to Daan in the corridor.

Seeing Yang Ruoqing coming, the stationmaster quickly greeted Yang Ruoqing.

Yang Ruoqing raised her hand, and she first asked Daan: "Isn't dad here yet?"

Da'an said: "The person who just inquired about the news came back and said that Dad was coming to the inn, and he also brought Uncle Yu Zhong and two villagers with him."

Yang Ruoqing nodded, turned around and said to the stationmaster: "I'm tired, the stationmaster told the chef to send the food for six people to the guest room first."

The stationmaster got the order and went to work quickly. Yang Ruoqing touched Feng'er's head next to Daan. Looking at the little boy in front of her, Yang Ruoqing's eyes were filled with joy.

Feng'er is already ten years old this year. A boy's height will only grow sharply when he is fifteen or sixteen years old. Now at ten years old, it seems that he has not yet completely grown.

But compared to last year when he came back, he has grown very obviously, and even if he hasn't started to show strength yet, at this height, he still stands out among boys of the same age.

"Feng'er, are you hungry? Let's go back to the house with aunt for dinner."

"Okay aunt."

Yang Ruoqing led Feng'er and walked in front, while Daan followed Yang Ruoqing.

Da'an told Yang Ruoqing that all the snow roads in the twenty-mile area had been shoveled, and dozens of other villagers had been sent away with red envelopes.

Just when Yang Huazhong and Yu Zhong arrived near the inn, it was dark. Yang Huazhong heard that Yang Ruoqing had arrived at the inn and took care of everything.

So Yang Huazhong took Yu Zhong and two other villagers to the inn, planning to arrange a room for those villagers to rest here for one night, and then let them go back at dawn tomorrow.

Yang Huazhong had previously asked the guard sent by Da'an to inquire about this arrangement to bring it back, so it was also included in the conversation between Da'an and the station master just now.

Yang Ruoqing certainly had no objection to the fact that Yang Huazhong brought the villagers to stay overnight at the inn.

Previously, she was chatting with her mother, Xiaohua and the others around the stove in the guest room. Yang Ruoqing had already learned about the snowstorm and the road blockage from them. Fortunately, the family was taken in by Li Zheng and Yu Zhong's family in Yuqian Village. Only then could the elderly and children survive in the ice and snow. Supplied temporarily.

"The folks in Yuqian Village, especially Li Zheng and Yu Zhong, I will prepare my thanks later." Yang Ruoqing turned to Da'an and said.

"Now, you and Feng'er come over to eat first, and don't go outside to enjoy the cold wind."

The guest room was warm, and the food was placed on the round table painted with red paint in the outside room.

Chicken, duck and fish soup, fruits and vegetables, steamed vegetables and desserts are all available.

The smell of the food made Jun'er wake up from sleep on the bed and start crying.

Xiaohua hurriedly put on his clothes and carried him outside.

Yang Ruoqing came over to tease him. This little guy who was just one year old didn't remember anything at all because he hadn't seen Yang Ruoqing for a year. The last time he saw his aunt was when he was just one month old.

So when he saw Yang Ruoqing at this moment, the little guy refused to be hugged by Yang Ruoqing at first. Especially when he saw Yang Ruoqing raising her arms, even if she was picking up food for the Fuwa, Jun'er mistakenly thought that her aunt was going to hug her, and her little hands kept trying. He was slapping and resisting. This made Yang Ruoqing a little bit dumbfounded.

"Don't worry, Jun'er. My aunt doesn't care about you. She's a good person." Yang Ruoqing could only coax Jun'er like this.

But such a young child couldn't listen to these words. In short, he was very nervous and kept digging into Xiaohua's arms, for fear that he would be snatched away by the strange aunt in front of him.

Sun and Xiaohua also coaxed him.

But the effect was minimal.

In the end, the little Fuwa glared directly at Jun'er, pointed at Jun'er and said loudly: "Don't cry!"

The cry was suddenly stuck in Jun'er's throat. Jun'er pursed his lips and looked at the fierce sister in front of him with tears in his eyes. His face was full of grievances, but he did not dare to do anything.

At this time, everyone else at the table also tacitly pretended not to see Jun'er's eyes asking for help. Everyone pretended to eat and ignored him.

Sure enough, Jun'er behaved and stopped making noises. He stared eagerly at the egg custard on the table, wanting to eat it but not daring to say anything.

Yang Ruoqing knew her chance had come.

She quickly put a spoonful of fragrant egg custard in front of Jun'er, "Jun'er, aunt will feed you egg custard, open your mouth..."

Although Jun'er was still wary when looking at Yang Ruoqing, he couldn't resist the temptation of sesame oil and egg custard and opened his mouth.

And when he took a sip of the egg custard into his stomach, his eyes suddenly lit up.

Smashing his mouth, he obviously still wants it.

Yang Ruoqing tried to clap her hands at him, "Come, come to Auntie and eat lots of egg custard."

Jun'er's chubby little face was tangled into a little bun, but in the next second, instinct defeated his reason, and his little body finally fell into Yang Ruoqing's palm.

When Yang Ruoqing really hugged this little nephew, she felt that this child was really well-raised. He was heavy in his hands. He was wearing crotchless pants, and his buttocks were also plump, which was bigger than the eggs in this bowl. The soup is even smoother and tender!

There was even a faint milky fragrance exuding from her body, her bright grape-like eyes were wide open, and her little mouth was clicking. Gradually, Yang Ruoqing could no longer keep up with the feeding speed.

"Hey, this kid is interesting in eating. I feel very accomplished with this feeding method!"

Sun and Xiaohua both laughed.

Da'an said: "I say that for such a young child, it is best to eat as little as possible at night. It is just right to go to bed three times hungry."

"But my parents and Xiaohua don't agree with what I said. They feed me this way for several meals a day. They feed me as much as they want, and they even have to put in a few more spoons. Looking at it now, Jun'er's chin is already three-dimensional. I look really worried!"

As soon as Da'an finished his words, he was sprayed by Mr. Sun.

"...You young people don't understand that children must be able to eat and sleep. Children who can eat have strong bones and are less likely to get sick."

"Children who cannot eat more than a few mouthfuls are often as thin as bean sprouts and get sick when the wind blows."

"The child is always troubled by illness. He can't even tell the story of his own suffering. It would be better if he didn't get sick!"

Xiaohua would not refute Daan face to face like Sun did, but Xiaohua would follow Daan's wishes and say: "Look at that chin, it's a bit thick, but if you don't feed him enough, he won't be able to sleep well at night because he will be noisy."

"When he gets home, I'll let him walk more and move around, maybe he won't get so fat..."

Da'an shook his head and only glanced at Yang Ruoqing, his meaning was obvious.

(End of this chapter)