Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 1159 Good stuff! (two more)

Why is it changed now?
What went wrong?

Yang Ruolan couldn't figure it out, she stood by the water blankly, looked at the boat going away, smiled wryly and shook her head.

Yang Hualin and Yang's anger did not last long.

Why?

Because they were quickly attracted by the porridge made by the sweet-scented osmanthus, Dayun, Bao Suyun and the others.

Hot porridge, white flour steamed buns, life-saving good things!
……

On the boat, Yang Ruoqing was supporting the boat, while Mrs. Sun and Mrs. Sun were supporting the little old Yang's head.

Yang Hualin's shouts and Yang's curses were gradually left behind.

When the boat was halfway through, Sun couldn't help but discuss with Yang Ruoqing: "Qing'er, should we let your second uncle and the others live here?"

Yang Ruoqing said: "There is no room at home."

Even if there is a vacant house, Yang Hualin and the others will not be allowed to live in it.

She would rather let a random family in the village live in than agree to let Yang Hualin live in.

"The little grandpa is so sick. As a daughter and son-in-law, they only care about themselves!"

Yang Ruoqing continued.

"If we hadn't found out in the past, I don't know what would have happened to my little grandpa! Let's not be so kind to selfish people like them!"

Hearing Yang Ruoqing's words, Sun sighed.

"It's nothing, my lord. I just feel a little distressed when I see Miss Lan and Boy Bai. They are children who have never suffered..." Sun said.

Yang Ruoqing rolled her eyes directly.

"Mom, can you stop being so sympathetic?" she said.

"You feel sorry for this, sympathize with that."

"I didn't cause the heavy rain, and I didn't blow up the reservoir above Zhengjia Village."

"This is a natural disaster!"

"Our house is almost becoming a shelter, and it's full of people inside and out."

"Twice a day, we go to the 'desert island' over there to deliver food to the folks. Our family has tried its best to do this. There are enough, so you don't have to give me anything else, okay?"

I can't stand Sun's temperament, sometimes she is so simple and kind.

Sometimes, she is so stupid that it annoys Yang Ruoqing.

Her tone was obviously aggravated, and the sense of blame in her words was not hidden.

Mrs. Sun was speechless at these words.

The woman looked at Yang Ruoqing in a daze, her face turned red.

Da Sun, who was on the same boat, also heard the conversation between the mother and daughter.

Da Sun said to Sun: "You don't think Qing'er's words choked you, but I think what she said is reasonable."

"Sister, you are just too soft-hearted."

"It's not a bad thing to be soft-hearted, but you can't blindly be soft-hearted, and be soft-hearted to everyone."

"People like Qing'er's second uncle and second mother are wolf-hearted. They hide in the town and pretend not to know what's going on with your family, and they don't communicate with each other."

"It's because there was a flood and they didn't run away. If they were in the county, they wouldn't care how we were flooded!"

"Why do you bother with them? Besides, let's send porridge and steamed buns. It's the end of humanity. Just listen to Qing'er!"

Mrs. Sun opened her mouth quickly, chirping and chirping, and Mrs. Sun was even more ashamed and lowered her head.

"Hey, elder sister, what you and Qing'er said are all reasonable, I am a person, I can't control my temper..."

Sun said with a wry smile.

Da Sun said: "You are the reincarnation of the Clay Bodhisattva."

Yang Ruoqing said: "The Mud Bodhisattva crosses the river and cannot protect himself. Mother has done enough good deeds, so don't worry about everything, we can't manage it!"

When the boat arrived near Yang Ruoqing's house, the water level gradually receded.

The boat was not deep enough to row, so Da Sun and Yang Ruoqing jumped down and retreated in the water, pushed it to the gate of her house and tied it up.

At this time, Lao Yangtou and the others were looking at the pigsty in the backyard of the Sun family.

The accumulated water in the pigsty is the deepest in the entire yard.

If the pigs were still in there, they would surely be drowned until only their heads remained.

Well now though, they all live in a second-floor compartment, fast asleep.

The old grandson had mixed feelings.

He said to the men beside him: "This time, thanks to my family, Qing'er, who took precautions and urged us to build this two-story wooden building, these dozens of pigs escaped unharmed!"

On the side, Chang Geng and Daniu also had expressions of luck and fear.

There are also pigs from their two families.

Chang Geng said: "Yesterday, I went to the village to help the villagers transfer. For those who raised pigs, the pigpens were full of water."

"The pig soaked in it overnight, and it is probably useless by now. The loss is too great!"

Daniel said: "There is no hope for this season's crops, as long as this pig can be kept, our family will not be able to drink the northwest wind!"

At the side, Yang Huazhong thought of something, so he asked Blacksmith Luo: "How is the fish pond? Did all the fish run away?"

Mentioning this, Blacksmith Luo had mixed joy and sorrow.

"When the flood came, some of them ran away. Fortunately, Qing'er and Tang Yazi came up with the idea to surround the fish pond with nets and vines."

"More or less, I also left some fish for me, so I won't be working for half a year in vain!"

Yang Huazhong patted Blacksmith Luo on the shoulder: "It's okay, Brother Luo, let's work together to overcome this difficulty first, and start all over again next year!"

It was at this time that the Dasun family hurried over.

"Master Qing'er, Qing'er sent me to look for you. She brought her little grandpa here, and he still has a fever. Hurry up and go to the front yard..."

As soon as Lao Yang heard that his younger brother was coming, he immediately turned around and ran back.

When she came to the guest room, she saw Mrs. Sun standing aside with a basin of hot water, and Yang Ruoqing was putting a handkerchief on the forehead of little old Yang to lower his fever.

"Didn't he go to the county with Zhenbang? Why is he in the village?" Old Yang was surprised.

Wang Hongquan at the side knew about it and said, "I came back two days ago."

"What about Zhenbang? He's back too?" Old Yang asked.

Wang Hongquan shook his head: "The old man came back by himself."

Old Yang's face turned ugly.

On the side, the old grandson was very hot-tempered, and he directly expressed himself, which was also the voice of old Yangtou.

"Yang Zhenbang earns so much money and is not filial. He doesn't care whether the old man lives or dies. Such a son is still a son!"

Old Yang sighed, "My brother is also suffering!"

Yang Ruoqing lowered the fever of little old Yangtou, fed him some medicine, and handed him over to old Yangtou to take care of him.

Then go to work on your own.

……

"Brother Zuo, the boat you built is really cool, it looks professional!"

Yang Ruoqing looked excitedly at a covered boat moored in the middle of the water in front of her, and she tsk-tsk praised.

This canopy boat is longer and wider than the boat her family rushed out of work.

It was estimated to be twice the size of that boat.

The bow and stern are slightly raised like a shuttle, which is very flexible, and it is convenient to change its direction at any time in a pile of buildings, and move forward and backward freely.

The hull of the boat has a shallow draft, and a shed is propped up in the middle, so people staying inside are not afraid of wind and rain.

(End of this chapter)