Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 10983

It turns out that this is the reason for separation.

In this regard, Yang Ruoqing can only say that no matter what era it is, if a person puts heirs and inheritance first in their thoughts, then reconciliation, or divorce, will become very natural in their own eyes.

And the people around them couldn't find fault with them.

It can only be said that people are different from each other. Those who have been baptized in thought in later generations cannot escape this shackles.

What’s more, what about the people of this era?

"Second brother, your idea is good, but have you ever talked to Old Man Wei about touching them?"

"Of course I have. I have hinted at this in my conversation with Old Man Wei. Old Man Wei is also a wise man, and his words also have this meaning."

"So after the New Year and spring comes, I will take Xiuxiu to work in a restaurant in town. In this way, old man Wei and his son will come to the restaurant to do some green plants...right? Hehe...

"Yes, hehe."

Create opportunities for the two young people to meet and get along. If the two young people can talk to each other, as long as they don't hate each other, then the two adults can sit down and discuss the matter seriously.

"Does Old Man Wei know about Xiu Xiu's situation?" Yang Ruoqing asked again, "For example, Yong Xiao is following the woman..."

Yang Yongjin nodded: "We all know it. I heard what Old Wei said. If the two young people can get along, he seems to be willing to marry one and get one free, and the eldest grandson will come in directly, haha."

Yang Ruoqing also laughed a few times, but in her opinion, these should be old man Wei's polite words.

Who is willing to raise a grandchild for someone else?

Isn't the purpose of marrying a wife just to add grandchildren to your family?

But after laughing, Yang Yongjin also said: "I know that what Old Man Wei told is a lie, and no one would like it. Besides, even if he is willing to raise him, I am reluctant to give him away!"

"Yongxiao is my eldest grandson. He is four years younger than my third son!"

"I can raise my son and grandson at once without any delay!"

"As long as Xiuxiu can find a good home again, I am willing to support Yongxiao!"

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On the 24th of the twelfth lunar month, Yang Ruoqing and Yang Yongjin returned to the village and found that Yang Huazhong and Yang Huazhou had been called to their old house by Old Yangtou.

The reason was that Xu Yuanming came over to give New Year's gifts and was in the east room, so the old man and the old lady hurriedly sent people to the entrance of the village to call brothers Yang Huazhong and Yang Huazhou over to discuss the matter.

This had nothing to do with Yang Ruoqing, and it didn't have much to do with Yang Yongjin, so the two of them were busy moving the New Year's goods they bought to their homes.

Tuan Tuan Yuan Yuan was so happy when she saw that Yang Ruoqing had bought so many fireworks and firecrackers that she wanted to set off two on the spot to satisfy her cravings.

"You can't see the fireworks even if they are set off in broad daylight. Let's save them for the night."

"Mom, I have good eyesight!" Tuantuan said.

Yang Ruoqing pinched his little face: "It doesn't matter if you have good eyesight. You can't set off fireworks during the day, but I can give you two fireworks."

The so-called cannons are the kind that are small and explode when thrown on the ground.

Not very powerful, a favorite among children, especially little boys.

Hearing that Yang Ruoqing relented, the two little guys were not cowards. They took a step back and happily got the small bomb from Yang Ruoqing and ran to play with it.

Yang Ruoqing was worried about the two of them playing alone, so she asked Xingwang to follow them to save them from doing dangerous things with the small explosives in their hands.

Although you can't do anything too dangerous, you should take precautions before they happen! Yang Ruoqing took the mung bean cakes and glutinous rice cakes she just bought today and went to the backyard to find Blacksmith Luo. She found that Blacksmith Luo had come out of the house dressed neatly and was basking in the sun in the yard.

"Why did uncle come out?" Yang Ruoqing asked a little surprised.

Wang Cuilian was also nearby, carrying the quilt from Blacksmith Luo's bed to the yard to dry.

"Uncle Qi said that he is twenty-four today and cannot lie down anymore. I can't help him."

"What's up with twenty-four? Why can't I lie down anymore?" Yang Ruoqing asked.

Blacksmith Luo said: "Today I am picking up my ancestors. After taking my ancestors home to celebrate the New Year, my home will have the atmosphere of the New Year. How can I still be lying in bed sickly?"

Yang Ruoqing was happy, "But uncle, you don't feel well. If you don't feel well, don't you have to lie down? This has nothing to do with the Chinese New Year. I believe our ancestors can understand."

Wang Cuilian also said: "Listen to Qing'er, wouldn't it be better to lie down for two more days? The cough is not gone yet!"

However, Blacksmith Luo was very determined, "No, I can't lie down anymore. It's the Chinese New Year, and the children are busy setting off firecrackers and fireworks. As an old man, I am still lying in bed, and my children are not having fun."

"I have to get up. Besides, I'm wearing more clothes and I won't get cold or tired. It's better to walk around. Just let me do it!"

Hearing what Blacksmith Luo had said, what else could Yang Ruoqing and Wang Cuilian say?

Moreover, Blacksmith Luo's thoughts are completely understandable.

During the Chinese New Year, every household is filled with joy. However, if there is a sick person in your family, it will indeed have an impact on the overall family New Year atmosphere.

That kind of worry about loved ones mixed into this strong and lively atmosphere will make people unable to laugh.

It can be said that Blacksmith Luo struggled to get up from the bed mainly because of the children at home.

"Uncle, if you get up suddenly, you can't stand outside for a long time. After a while, go sit in the fire barrel in the main room. When you are tired, go back to the house and lie down." Yang Ruoqing warned again.

Blacksmith Luo smiled kindly and nodded: "Don't worry, I know what's going on."

Wang Cuilian came out of the house and put a small hand-warming copper stove into blacksmith Luo's hand: "Take the hand-warmer."

"Hey, this is your women's thing, I don't need it."

"What woman is your body comparable to now? If the wind blows or your hands become cold, you'll cough!"

"Uh... okay, I'll just take it."

Seeing her uncle and aunt bickering, Yang Ruoqing snickered.

"By the way, Qing'er, it's the 24th of the twelfth lunar month today. When will our baby come back for the New Year?" Blacksmith Luo suddenly asked.

Wang Cuilian also cast an inquiring look at Yang Ruoqing. Yes, she has been busy taking care of this old man for a while. Before she knew it, it was the twenty-fourth of the twelfth lunar month, and her granddaughter was not back yet!

"Hey, when it comes to this matter, I was just about to tell you, uncle and aunt."

"The baby will probably be home in the next two days, but she may have something to tell us."

"What's going on?"

I don't know if it was Yang Ruoqing's expression or Yang Ruoqing's tone that was a little serious, but it fell in the eyes of Blacksmith Luo and Wang Cuilian, which made them suddenly nervous.

"Qing'er, what's going on? It's not something bad, right?" Wang Cuilian asked again.

Blacksmith Luo didn't speak, but the look on his face was a little more nervous than before.

(End of this chapter)