Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 11144

When Bingbing heard that the reason Luo Baobao agreed to let him go was because he wanted to send him away, Bingbing hesitated.

"No, I don't want to go back. I want to stay and help you evacuate the affected villagers."

Luo Baobao said: "It has been almost transferred. What happens next is not something you and I can help with."

"how is this possible?"

"How is that impossible? The rain has stopped, and the next thing is to drain the water in the village. Tell me, can you help?"

Luo Baobao's words stumped Bingbing.

He really couldn't help with this.

"There's no need to drain the water. When the rain stops and the sun comes out, the accumulated water will slowly recede," Bingbing said. "I remember the floods in our village a few years ago were caused by this!"

Luo Baobao shook his head: "You have a really bad memory! Do you think it will take forever for the flood to recede on its own?"

Bingbing was not annoyed when Luo Baobao said that he had a bad memory. Instead, he was so happy that he laughed.

In his opinion, what Luo Baobao said might be the most common kind of anger between men and women.

It can also be understood as flirting.

"Hey, my memory is not as good as yours. So tell me how our village drained water back then!"

This tone may sound normal at first, but if you listen carefully, you will find that there is a hint of tea in Bingbing's tone.

Yang Ruoqing, who was standing by, couldn't stand it any longer.

If it wasn't because this was her daughter's business, she, as a mother, wouldn't want to interfere too much and would try her best to let her daughter solve it herself and train herself. Otherwise, she, as a mother, would have scolded Bingbing and told him to shut up.

"Bingbing, I'm in a hurry to find Jinling, and my mother is in a hurry to find my father. Neither of us has the time to review the past with you."

Luo Baobao had obviously lost his patience with Bingbing and even got angry.

"If you don't want to take the boat with us to the pasture to join your family now, you will have to wade across by yourself later."

After saying this, Luo Baobao called Yang Ruoqing: "Mom, let's go quickly. We can't waste any more time!"

This is what Yang Ruoqing was waiting for. Before leaving, she glanced at Bingbing and said, "Be careful when you wade in the water. This is my son's clothes. Don't ruin them!"

The smile on Bingbing's face froze, and he smiled awkwardly, "Aunt Qing'er, I, I will go with you!"

After saying that, he turned around and bowed to Luo the Blacksmith and Yang Huazhong, then quickly trotted off to catch up with Luo Baobao and Yang Ruoqing.

In the cafeteria, Luo the blacksmith and Yang Huazhong sighed at the same time as they looked at Bingbing's back as he ran away in a panic.

"This Bingbing was quite respectable during the two days he came home. He looked a bit like our Tang boy when he came back from the army to visit his family." Yang Huazhong sighed as he recalled, "Why did his whole spirit and energy change after the Chinese New Year?"

He became timid and hesitant, giving people the feeling that he is not a man with any sense of responsibility. Luo the blacksmith also shook his head: "The more I see him, the less generous he is. He was arrogant and looked down on everyone before, but now he is deliberately being humble, which makes people feel hypocritical!"

Wang Cuilian also smiled bitterly: "Maybe it was our daughter who gave him the confidence. These boys are not very smart after all. They think that if a girl likes him, he can ignore other things. When the girl rejects him, he immediately returns to his original form."

Let's talk about Yang Ruoqing and Luo Baobao. They walked out of the Luo family's courtyard and got on the small boat docked at the door. Immediately, a boatman who was resting in the courtyard came over to greet them, and then stood at the stern with a pole, ready to row the boat.

"Thank you for your hard work. Please take us to find your young master." said Luo Baobao.

She did not look down on the other person just because he was a servant of the Zuo family. On the contrary, Luo Baobao treated him with even more courtesy because he had come a long way with Zuo Jinling to help with disaster relief.

"Aunt Qing'er, baby, wait for me."

Bingbing chased out and jumped onto the boat, causing the boat to shake violently.

Yang Ruoqing and Luo Baobao quickly supported each other, using their feet to stabilize their lower bodies, and the boatman also stabilized the balance of the boat in time.

  "What are you doing! Can't you see that the boat is about to capsize?" After calming himself down, Luo Baobao saw Bingbing standing right next to him, and he could no longer hold back his anger!

Bingbing said with a red face: "I, I thought you were leaving, I was a little anxious, so I jumped a little violently, I'm sorry, sorry..."

Not only did he smile at Luo Baobao, he also nodded and bowed to apologize to Yang Ruoqing.

Yang Ruoqing looked away, not wanting to make any eye contact with the young man.

  Where did the training from these years of military career go? Why was he so flustered and impatient at the critical moment?

But the information obtained from Luo Fengtang was also true. Bingbing had indeed gained experience on the battlefield and performed well on the battlefield, otherwise he would not have been promoted so quickly. He was even sent to garrison a border town and became the town's defense garrison, managing the town and the dozen or so villages under its jurisdiction, including administration, economy, justice and other aspects.

  How can a person like this shoulder the heavy burden of a town?

Yang Ruoqing had a feeling that Bingbing's situation over there might be different from what Luo Fengtang knew.

When we have time, we have to send someone to quietly go to the military camp where Bingbing has joined the army to get a good understanding of the situation.

The boat moved slowly on the water, and no one on board spoke.

Luo Baobao didn't even look at Bingbing. His eyes were looking around the village ahead for Zuo Jinling.

Bingbing looked at Luo Baobao like this, and his previous fantasies were shattered bit by bit, and were replaced by a strange feeling.

He was somewhat distraught.

As the boat passed the old maple tree at the entrance of the village, Yang Ruoqing reminded the boatman: "The roots of the old maple tree ahead are quite large and protrude from the ground..."

She gestured to the boatman about the approximate location and size so that he would have an idea and could avoid it perfectly to prevent the boat from being damaged by colliding with it.

When everyone passed by the old maple tree, they saw that the pond water was flowing back into the homes closest to the pond dam. Almost all of their yards were flooded, and the water was waist-deep.

Especially Huansheng's house at the top, where half of the adobe wall was flooded and cracks appeared, and it tilted to one side.

"Mom, I'm afraid that room at Uncle Huansheng's house is no longer habitable." Luo Baobao suddenly pointed over there.

"Yes, many houses in our village were flooded and need to be repaired after the water recedes." Yang Ruoqing said.

The foundations of these adobe houses were not solid. They were washed away by rain and became as soft as tofu from top to bottom and inside to outside. They were completely uninhabitable.