Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 11422

Although the urine bucket and spittoon are cleaned every day, due to their uses, these items will inevitably be dirtier than other objects even if you take good care of them every day.

Especially since these items were not used in his own room but in his uncle's room. Luo Fengtang was the nephew raised by Luo the blacksmith, and as a man, he felt that it was natural and reasonable for him to do these things, and there was nothing wrong with it.

But Qing'er is a woman, with her white, tender, fragrant and smooth hands. At this moment, she is holding a grass ball dipped in soapnut powder and scrubbing the urine bucket inside and out inch by inch. She is scrubbing so carefully, seriously and attentively, without any perfunctory or disgust.

Luo Fengtang saw all of this and felt mixed emotions. Marrying such a good wife was the luckiest thing that ever happened to him in his life!

"Qing'er, let me do it!"

Luo Fengtang strode forward and took the urine bucket and straw ball from Yang Ruoqing without saying a word.

"It doesn't take one thing to dirty two pairs of hands. I've washed them so thoroughly, you don't need to wash them!" Yang Ruoqing avoided Luo Fengtang's hand and glanced at his whole body.

Well, now that she had put on all the necessary clothes and socks, she felt relieved.

"These things are dirty, I'll wash them." Luo Fengtang insisted again.

Yang Ruoqing smiled indifferently, "If you wash it, it won't be dirty anymore, right? I'm not that hypocritical. We are husband and wife, and we should share the responsibility of serving the elders on both sides!"

These words really touched Luo Fengtang's heart.

He glanced and found that Yang Ruoqing was busy washing the urine bucket, and the spittoon had not been washed yet.

He rolled up his sleeves, squatted beside her, picked up the spittoon and was about to put it in the water, but was stopped by Yang Ruoqing.

"Fool, if you want to wash the spittoon, you should at least squat above me, why squat below me?"

She was washing the urine bucket!

Luo Fengtang reacted, grinned, and obediently stood up and squatted on the other side of Yang Ruoqing.

"Come, get the soapberry powder too." Yang Ruoqing ordered.

"Ok!"

The couple squatted side by side, each washing the items in their hands.

If a stranger passed by and saw this scene from afar, he would probably only sigh that the woman in this family was blessed to have married a good man who knew how to care for her.

He actually accompanied me and helped me wash these things.

But if that person knew the identities and family background of this couple, he would probably be so shocked that his eyes would drop to the ground.

Although looking from the outside, the ditch presents a very harmonious and loving picture.

However, the topic that the two parties are discussing at the moment is very serious, even solemn.

Because what the two of them were discussing was the next treatment plan for Blacksmith Luo.

Yang Ruoqing said: "I came here this morning and heard that uncle's voice was very hoarse."

"When I asked him how he felt, he said he hadn't gotten any worse."

"In my opinion, if there is no obvious improvement, it means that the condition is slowly getting worse, and we should pay more attention to it. We can't just treat it day by day and wait and see."

"Tang, what do you think?"

Luo Fengtang had been listening carefully to Yang Ruoqing's words, with a thoughtful look on his face.

He pondered and said, "Actually, I was planning to discuss this with you today."

"Well, you tell me." "Based on my observation of uncle over the past two nights, I feel that the medicine prescribed by Brother Wangsheng is not very effective."

Yang Ruoqing nodded.

If the medicine is suitable for the disease, even if it is traditional Chinese medicine, the effect will actually be seen very quickly.

"So, my idea is that when Brother Wangsheng comes over to take our pulse today, we should ask him frankly in private. If it doesn't work, we will go to the county town to seek help from others!" Luo Fengtang said again.

Yang Ruoqing nodded, "I thought so too. Uncle's voice is already hoarse because of coughing."

"He was sitting there awake and he seemed to be snoring, which was obviously a problem with his lungs and bronchial tubes."

“Uncle Fu and Brother Wangsheng’s medical skills should not be able to be mastered. You see, before the New Year, they also went to the county town to get treatment.”

Luo Fengtang said lightly, "But this time, my suggestion is not to take the person to the county town. I will go directly to the county town clinic and find a team of doctors to come to your home to treat you!"

Yang Ruoqing's eyes lit up, "That's a good idea. It would be inconvenient if we ran over there by ourselves."

"My uncle himself is also very resistant to the feeling of leaving his hometown. He misses his family when he is away from home for a long time, and the children are also like that."

"Inviting a team of doctors to treat you at home is nothing more than a matter of paying more money. Plus, we have the power, I believe the owner of Yihechun is willing to cooperate!"

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As for power, Yang Ruoqing and Luo Fengtang rarely use it near their home.

In their hometown where they were born and raised, the couple has always advocated living in harmony with others.

However, power is a thing that would be a waste if not used, especially when there is an urgent need, it is really necessary to use it.

"If the doctors in the county clinic can't handle it, we'll go to Qing'an County. If Qing'an County still can't handle it, we'll go to Changhuai Prefecture to invite famous doctors. I just don't believe it!" Yang Ruoqing said again.

Luo Fengtang raised his head and looked towards the official road, his eyes flickering as if he was thinking about something.

Yang Ruoqing saw through his thoughts at a glance, and stood up with the clean urine bucket in her hand: "Don't hesitate, and don't discuss it with Brother Wangsheng. Let's go home now, you go wash your face, have a full meal, and then hurry to the county hospital to ask for help!"

That evening, Luo Fengtang arrived at Changping Village in a hurry from the county town with two or three doctors and three pharmacists.

In the village, Yang Ruoqing had informed her family, including the blacksmith Luo, of this decision during the day.

Everybody applauded this method. In everyone's words, it was a win-win situation.

However, only people like Yang Ruoqing and Luo Fengtang can invite a team of doctors from the county to come to their home.

If it were someone else, it would be difficult to do it even if they had money.

After knowing all this, Luo the blacksmith was so moved that his eyes turned red.

"My health is not good enough, and I am a burden to the children..."

Wang Cuilian stood at the door and loudly warned Luo the blacksmith: "If you really think so, when the kids make the decision about renting out the fish pond, you should keep silent!"

Blacksmith Luo was silent.

The fish pond was something that gave him a great sense of accomplishment, but...

"Forget it. I'm old and can't do it. The children will make the decision on the fish pond!"

When Wang Cuilian heard this, a stone that had been weighing on her heart finally fell to the ground.

I’m afraid this old man will be stubborn!
Finally, he gave in to his body and relaxed, and that was easy.

That night, after the three doctors arrived at Luo's house, they simply drank a few sips of tea, went to the toilet, washed their hands, and then went straight to the backyard to feel the pulse of Luo the blacksmith and diagnose him...