Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 10907

It's not that you guys are deliberately picking on Qiao, but the timing of Ju'er coming over to call for dinner is very clever.

As it was getting close to lunch, this represented the host's intention, which was not very firm.

If you are very determined, then after breakfast, you should say hello to each room, tell you not to light a fire at noon, and go to the fourth room.

It was almost time for dinner, and no one came to call, so other families also got the hint, and smoke was coming out of the chimneys of every house.

Even like Sanfang, where two big pots of dumplings have been fried, it is naturally impossible for the whole family to go to Fourth Fang for dinner.

So in the end, only Lao Yangtou, Yang Huazhong, and Yang Huazhou went to the fourth room for dinner.

None of the women and children went, not even Da'an and Yang Yongzhi.

Da'an didn't go, but Da'an didn't go to see Uncle Lang off either. It was Yang Yongjin and his brothers who went to see off Uncle Lang.

Da'an's status and personality are not suitable for going to Lijiacun for a banquet in this cold weather.

If he goes, it will also make other people cautious, and some people may even look for this opportunity to come over to build relationships with Daan, and to a certain extent, they will usurp the host.

After all, today's protagonists should be Li Laoer and He'er...

After lunch, the uncles who sent him to Lao Yang's house also came back one after another, including Blacksmith Luo, the great matchmaker.

Seeing Blacksmith Luo drinking, his cheeks were flushed, his eyes were a little blurry, and his steps were a little sloppy.

Yang Ruoqing smiled and said: "Uncle, this matchmaker, it seems that he drank a few cups at noon?"

Blacksmith Luo nodded with a smile: "Brothers from the Li family were too polite and asked many clan members from the village to come over and drink with me."

"I see, I must be grateful to you as a great matchmaker..."

"Thank you for what," Wang Cuilian interrupted Yang Ruoqing. She didn't like seeing Blacksmith Luo drinking too much.

So he came over with a frown: "They saw that you, an old man, are addicted to alcohol. They were afraid that if you didn't drink, they would say you were not well treated. Look at you. You drink three meals a day at home, and when you go outside, you drink openly. You Don’t you want this voice?”

As Tiejiang Luo has grown older in the past two years, some basic diseases have gradually emerged, such as throat problems.

It's better in other warm seasons, but when the weather gets colder in winter, his voice becomes very fragile and he gasps for breath when he walks too much.

Sometimes I am irritated by my heavy breathing while working, and I have to bury my head and cough hard for a while.

According to Wang Cuilian, Blacksmith Luo also coughed a little bit seriously when he was sleeping at night, and his snoring was even more serious.

For these reasons, Yang Ruoqing often invited Uncle Fu and Wang Sheng to come to her home to diagnose and treat Blacksmith Luo.

Every day, I have to make medicine for him to take.

In terms of daily diet, we dare not let him eat spicy food, but this old man has been used to eating spicy food all his life. After eating two meals of non-spicy food, he said that his mouth had no taste, he had no strength to walk, and he was even about to become an emo.

There is no choice but to make it mildly spicy, but this is not good for his cough.

So the old man said that he insisted on taking medicine every day, slowly adjusting to the condition, and told his family not to worry.

Both Wang Cuilian and Yang Ruoqing wanted to persuade him to quit drinking.

If you quit this thing, even if the food you usually eat is slightly spicy, the impact should not be too big.

Mainly wine or soju.

In the end, the old man said that it was impossible for him to stop drinking, unless one day he kicked off his legs and lay on the coffin plank. If he stopped drinking, his life would lose its meaning, just like spring without flowers, just like flowers No more color...

No choice, in the end Yang Ruoqing and Wang Cuilian compromised.

Even Luo Fengtang, who was far away from home, was helpless about this matter. He could only advise Yang Ruoqing in a letter at home to let nature take its course. He always had those medicines at home, and taking them was better than not taking them at all. As for other living habits, don't forcefully interfere with them. At this age, you have already gotten used to them.

Asking him to change his living habits would be more traumatic than coughing.

Luo Fengtang didn't say something clearly, but Yang Ruoqing understood what he meant.

To use an inappropriate analogy, it’s like a person. How about you let him eat and drink happily as he pleases for thirty or forty years?

Or should we let that person spend his whole life not being able to eat or touch anything, and live a life of seventy or eighty years with a pure heart, restraint, and indifference to everything?

It is estimated that most people will choose the former without hesitation.

In real life, the meaning of life is not the length, but the quality.

"Auntie, don't talk about uncle. He actually drinks much less than before these days. He is in moderation." Yang Ruoqing helped Blacksmith Luo speak.

"In fact, there was no drinking in the fourth room this morning. I saw it. I went to the Li family to play matchmaker this afternoon. There must be a warm toast there, which is unavoidable."

Blacksmith Luo nodded from the side, "Yes, yes, that's right, Qing'er is sensible, and I can shirk it, but I can't shirk it in today's situation!"

Wang Cuilian said: "It's too late for you to be happy. Hey, I'm too lazy to talk about you. I won't say anything. I'll ask Ronggu to bring the sobering soup. You drink a bowl first and then drink the medicine later!"

"Okay, okay, I'll listen to your arrangement."

After receiving Blacksmith Luo's soft words, Wang Cuilian couldn't vent her anger even if she was angry.

However, Blacksmith Luo also knew that Wang Cuilian only scolded him for the sake of his health. If it were anyone else, no matter how drunk he was, he would only make superficial remarks.

And those who give good advice are always only those close to them who are close to them.

While Blacksmith Luo was drinking sobering soup, he told Yang Ruoqing and Wang Cuilian about the noon banquet at Li's house.

"The banquet was very real. Eight tables were set up, and 70% of the villagers came to express their congratulations."

"It is said that the relatives of the three brothers of the Li family who have not been away for many years also came to congratulate them. It was very lively."

"The wedding room was stuffed to the brim with stuff, and red happy words were plastered everywhere. It was very festive. It can be seen that the three Li brothers really spent a lot of money on this banquet!"

"..."

Listening to this, Yang Ruoqing and Wang Cuilian could picture the scene in front of their eyes.

"Marrying He'er means the three brothers of the Li family will not lose anything." Yang Ruoqing said.

If nothing else, I now have a father-in-law whom I can rely on.

Wang Cuilian smiled and said: "If you are poor in the busy city, no one cares about you. If you are rich in the mountains, you have distant relatives. That's it."

No matter what difficulties the three brothers encountered earlier, they could hardly find any relatives to help them.

This time, it is said that a bunch of old relatives came over to say hello. Such is the world...

After sighing for a while, Blacksmith Luo finished the hangover soup and was persuaded by Yang Ruoqing and Wang Cuilian to go back to the house and take a nap.

In the kitchen, Wang Cuilian was boiling medicine for Blacksmith Luo with her own hands, and she was still mumbling, expressing her dissatisfaction with Blacksmith Luo's drinking.

Yang Ruoqing then enlightened Wang Cuilian: "Aunt, my uncle only has this kind of interest. You told him about it before, and he accepted it completely. Let's not talk about it again later."

Wang Cuilian sighed, "I am just worried about him, but I can't control him. I don't know what to do."

Yang Ruoqing said: "We can only try to control his daily drinking, and then the medicine cannot be stopped."

(End of this chapter)