Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 11711

Where is Yang Ruoqing?

Yang Ruoqing has already taken Dazhi and Xiaoqiao to their residence in the backyard.

"Mom, the backyard has changed a lot!" Dazhi saw the house in front of him, the flowers and plants in the yard, and the rearrangement of the house. He felt that the new decoration and design were really to his liking.

The living and study areas, public and private areas are all divided, with both movement and quietness, and the design is very good.

Xiao Qiao was also looking at the layout of the house, where the adults slept, where Nini put her cradle, where the wet nurse rested, and where Niuniu usually played...

There are colorful toys and small bells hanging on the cradle, so Nini will not feel bored when lying in the cradle.

That's great.

There are no other words to describe it, only three words: Great!

"Mom, you've taken so much trouble! You've done so much for us and done it so well!" Xiao Qiao said.

Yang Ruoqing held Xiao Qiao's hand and said, "Silly girl, it's my duty to do this for you!"

She looked at Dazhi again: "If you feel comfortable and convenient living here, why don't you stay at home for a while longer, okay?"

"If you feel like something isn't working well or if something is missing, just tell me and I'll take care of it for you!"

"Mom, we live in our own home, it must be comfortable and convenient!" Dazhi gently put his arm around Yang Ruoqing's shoulders, "By the way, mom, where did you put the books I collected in my study?"

"Don't worry, I haven't lost any of your things since you were a child. They are all packed in several boxes and placed in the small compartment behind your study!"

"Okay, I'll find it myself when I have time."

After touring the house, Yang Ruoqing's gaze fell on Dazhi's face again.

"What's going on? Didn't you sleep well last night? Your eyes are bloodshot!"

Dazhi raised his hand, touched his face and smiled.

Xiao Qiao was also laughing on the side.

I told him to go to bed last night, but he just refused to go to bed. Look, his mother saw through it right away, right?
"He won't say anything, Xiao Qiao, so you say you are a good child and you don't lie to your mother." Yang Ruoqing looked at Xiao Qiao again.

Xiao Qiao looked at Dazhi, asking if he could tell her.

Dazhi smiled bitterly: "Mom, let me talk about it. There's actually nothing much to say."

"It's just that I read for a long time and forgot the time."

Xiao Qiao also took over Dazhi's words and said, "He wanted to take a nap in the carriage on the way back today, but maybe he was too excited and felt homesick. He kept telling me about his childhood and didn't close his eyes for a moment."

So that's what's going on? Yang Ruoqing understood!

"Child, studying is important, but your health is more important."

"How can you study without a healthy body? Studying is not only a mental job, but also a physical job!"

"Mom, you're absolutely right. It's true." Dazhi nodded in agreement. He was completely Yang Ruoqing's obedient son. He was not rebellious at all, never talked back, and certainly never thought that what Lao Deng said was nonsense.

"You should rest when you need to rest. It's a good combination of work and rest!" Yang Ruoqing, the old man, didn't say much and said, "I'll ask them to make two fewer dishes later, so we can have lunch earlier."

"After dinner, Nini will be handed over to us and the wet nurse. You two, go back to your room and get some good sleep!"

"Xiao Qiao doesn't look very well either. You two are almost done with the word 'tired' engraved on your foreheads!"

……

The Luo family hung lanterns and decorated the house, and the family reunited, and the atmosphere was joyous and lively. At the same time, the stoves under the old maple tree at the entrance of the village also started to light fires. In seven or eight large pots, some were cooking, some were stewing, and some were cooking rice.

Seven or eight cooks stood behind seven or eight large pots, sweating profusely.

More than ten brothers were transferred from the transport team to maintain order among the villagers queuing near each mouth.

In addition, there was a table nearby and a stool behind the table, where Wang Hongtao and an elder from the village sat.

A few old men, including Old Yang, Old Sun and Old Jiang, were also nearby. They gathered together with several other old men in the village, smoking their pipes while watching the lively scene of people queuing up to get food. Old Yang, in particular, had a smile on his face.

The old man would stand up from time to time and come over to talk to the villagers who were queuing up to receive meals.

"Don't push or shove, don't cut in line, the young should give way to the old, the strong should give way to the weak."

"Adults should let children eat first, men should let women eat first, and men should let wives eat first. Everyone should have something and everyone can eat!"

Old Yang is responsible for playing the smiling face.

But the village elders, Wang Hongtao, and the brothers in the transport team were responsible for playing the bad guys.

"The Luo and Yang families celebrated their weddings and held a grand banquet to benefit the villagers."

"Everyone must abide by the rules and not push or make noise. Anyone who breaks the rules and affects other villagers from receiving meals will be given a warning by name."

"If a person is given a warning more than twice, he or she will be disqualified from receiving meals."

"If it happens more than three times, the entire family will be disqualified from receiving meals!"

Under the dual effects of these two smiles and anger, the villagers who came to line up to receive meals really abided by the order and did not dare to make trouble.

On the other side, near Omura’s hometown.

"We are people with integrity. Don't think that the Yang family and the Luo family can win people's hearts by plucking out a little hair and providing food for everyone. They are wrong!"

Mr. Omura spoke words of firm belief to his sons.

The three sons were also very determined and said in unison: "We are not without food to eat, so we don't care about the small profits."

"Yes, I believe that many families in our village who don't like them will not go to eat them!"

"I can't guarantee whether the villagers will go or not, but at least our relatives and friends will not go. Everyone expressed their opinions last night!"

"Dad, I want to eat meat!"

Before the father and the brothers could finish their conversation, Dasheng's youngest son ran out from outside, crying, and lay down beside Dasheng's bed to make a scene.

"What's so difficult about eating meat? There's never a day when we don't eat meat at home?" Dasheng glared at his youngest son, "You're useless!"

The youngest son twisted his body and said, "I want to eat hand-held lamb, the kind sprinkled with cumin!"

"What? What are you holding?"

"Hand-held mutton, who would eat that in such hot weather? It will make you get angry!"

"Brother Gou Zhuang next door is eating it. It's so big and smells so good!"

Gou Zhuang next door is the son of Dasheng’s cousin. The two children are of similar age and play together every day.

"Where did Gou Zhuang get the mutton?" The village elder asked his grandson a little confused.

The grandson said, "I want to go to the village to get some lamb to eat!"