Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 11095

That night, the father and his two sons, who had just finished taking a bath, sat cross-legged on the bed. Luo Fengtang sat in the middle, with a little kid in furry pajamas lying on each side of his thigh.

The two little guys were listening with great interest to Luo Fengtang's stories about the battlefield and the interesting things happening outside. Their eyes were sparkling and round.

Yang Ruoqing was going back and forth at the table in front of the bed, next to the couch, and in front of the row of upright cabinets against the wall, packing and organizing the luggage that Luo Fengtang brought back.

  This time he brought a team of personal soldiers back with him, but when they arrived at Wanghai County, Luo Fengtang complained that they were too slow. In fact, they were already very fast, right?

But in the eyes of Luo Fengtang, who was eager to return home, the speed of his personal soldiers was still too slow, so he left them and the luggage behind and rode as fast as he could, arriving at Changping Village an hour faster than them.

The luggage and New Year gifts were unloaded from the carriage when the personal guards arrived at Changping Village.

Luo Fengtang had barely two sets of spare clothes of his own. Most of the clothes he brought back were gifts, and most of these gifts were for his mother and her children.

Luo Fengtang brought more than a dozen pieces of fabric just to give to Yang Ruoqing for new clothes for all four seasons.

In addition, he also brought her several sets of jewelry, one set each of gold, silver, jade, emerald and agate. That's not all, knowing that she liked to read storybooks and novels, he also collected half a box of books from outside and brought them back.

Even these books contain information on growing medicinal herbs, as well as prescriptions for treating typhoid fever and other diseases...

There are things for several children in the family, gifts for several children in the third room, and items of filial piety brought to relatives, friends and elders, so I won’t list them all.

  So to sum it up in one sentence, Yang Ruoqing, the hostess, has a lot of work to do and has to clean up the mess!

However, although her cleaning was tedious, she was very motivated.

Because the child’s father was taking care of the baby on the big bed behind her, Yang Ruoqing felt extremely satisfied and happy!

Although Luo Fengtang was taking care of the children, he told them interesting stories from the outside world, and interspersed some practical tips on educating the children.

But his eyes were always following Yang Ruoqing's figure, watching her busy like a little bee, moving around the dormitory. Her traces were everywhere, and her figure was everywhere.

There was warmth in his eyes, "Qing'er, are you tired? If you are tired, come and rest. I will pack some things tomorrow."

Yang Ruoqing turned her head and smiled at him: "I'm not tired. This little bit of work is nothing to me. Besides, I can listen to you guys talking while I'm working. It's so interesting!"

"You like what I say, too?"

"of course!"

"Okay, I'll continue then."

"Yeah, well, I'll keep busy then."

"Mom, I want to sleep a little later tonight." Tuantuan suddenly raised his little hand and said.

Yuanyuan lifted her little feet and said with a smile, "I'm applying too."

Tuantuan said: "You have to raise your hands. Raising your feet doesn't count."

Yuanyuan said: "The feet are bigger than the palms, the bigger the more sincere it is."

Tuantuan tilted his head, apparently it was the first time he heard such a statement.

He also lifted up his feet to compare them with Yuanyuan's, and found that his feet were not even bigger than Yuanyuan's.

Tuantuan was not willing to be outdone, he rolled his eyes and aimed at Luo Fengtang's big hand.

He picked her up and said to Yuanyuan, "Can I borrow my father's hand? My father's hand is bigger than your feet!"

Yuanyuan also sat up and hugged Luo Fengtang's feet.

"Your father is also my father. If you borrow my father's hand, I will borrow my father's feet."

"Haha, my dad's feet are bigger than his hands!"

Tuan Tuan was not convinced and also tried to grab Luo Fengtang's other foot. This made Luo Fengtang, who was originally sitting cross-legged on the bed, feel itchy on the soles of his feet. He was not afraid of pain, but was afraid of being tickled. He laughed immediately and his lower body was a little unstable.

Yang Ruoqing also laughed and quickly came to the bedside to stop them and separate them.

"Alright, alright, stop talking about your dad. Your application has been approved. Stop expressing your sincerity..."

The two little guys then stopped and squeezed into Luo Fengtang's arms as they wished, "Dad, tell me a story."

"Aren't you sleepy?"

"Not sleepy at all."

"Children should not stay up late. They should go to bed early and get up early."

"Dad, we are already two years old. We are big kids now!"

"Forehead……"

Luo Fengtang looked at Yang Ruoqing.

Yang Ruoqing shrugged at him. Yes, these two little guys are so sharp-tongued nowadays, you can't win against them.

"Okay, let's talk for another stick of incense, then we all have to go to bed. We still have to go to pay New Year's greetings tomorrow!"

"it is good!"

The story on the bed began again.

Yang Ruoqing under the bed also continued her housework.

After finishing the round, most of the things were basically packed up. Turning around, he saw Luo Fengtang holding one child in each hand. The two children changed from sitting to listening to him, but now they were lying in his arms, listening with their eyes half closed.

Occasionally the two little guys would ask a question.

"I'll go take a shower first." Yang Ruoqing pointed in the direction of the bathroom and used lip language to convey her meaning to Luo Fengtang.

Luo Fengtang nodded.

Yang Ruoqing entered the bathroom and began to wash.

During the two days of the New Year, although Rong Gu and the others were in charge of the kitchen, Yang Ruoqing would often go in to hang out, occasionally lending a hand or giving some instructions.

Like today, she was the one who personally took care of the hotpot at noon and the stir-fried dishes at night.

So at the end of the day, she felt her hair was full of the smell of hot pot. Even if Luo Fengtang didn't come home, Yang Ruoqing would prepare to wash it thoroughly.

  What's more, his family is here?

Shouldn't you wash it more carefully?

Otherwise he would tease her and say that after not seeing her for a year, the fragrant wife has become the stinky wife. How degrading that would be!

When Yang Ruoqing came out of the shower, Luo Fengtang had already coaxed the two children to sleep and put them to sleep in separate small quilts on the bed.

Seeing Yang Ruoqing sitting in front of the bronze mirror and wiping her hair, Luo Fengtang got off the bed, came behind the bronze mirror, and took the dry towel from her hand: "I'll do it."

"I can do it. Go lie down in bed and don't catch a cold." Yang Ruoqing said.

"It's okay. It's not cold in this room. Besides, your arm must be sore from holding the spatula all day. It's hard to lift it up to wipe your hair."

It’s no wonder that he actually predicted Yang Ruoqing’s situation accurately.

Her health is not as good as it was in her early 20s.

After people reach the age of 30, especially women, if they do not take proper care of themselves, some minor ailments they had before may become lesions and be magnified infinitely.