Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 11785

Little did you know, the world can be quite mysterious. When you're at your most satisfied and proudest, there might be a pair of eyes watching you from the shadows.

Heaven is merciless, and fate plays tricks on people. Heaven is like a mischievous hand that loves to play pranks.

Thus, the same old, yet heartbreaking, opening lines appeared: I never imagined that misfortune would befall such a happy family as ours, and that all the beauty would end on that morning…

Why bother?
Right?

So when Yang Ruoqing heard the news brought by Old Yang, her first reaction was: He'er, and those guys from the Li family, I get it!
After Yang Ruoqing explained things to them in detail, both Luo the blacksmith and Wang Cuilian gradually changed their way of thinking.

Wang Cuilian sighed, "It's clear that He'er has truly grown up, become sensible and mature, unlike before..."

Wang Cuilian's words came to an abrupt halt because Luo the blacksmith was already glaring at her.

Wang Cuilian smiled awkwardly, "Let's not talk about it anymore. Let's respect He'er and the others' arrangements. Whatever happens, happens."

Only then did Luo the blacksmith look away, resume his normal expression, and continue eating.

Yang Ruoqing smiled secretly as she picked up a piece of chicken from Wang Cuilian's plate. "Auntie, eat more chicken. This is an old hen that Aunt Da'e brought over."

Luo the blacksmith went to Zhoujia Village during the day and delivered chestnuts and other things.

The old man had dinner in Zhoujia Village, and his nephew Zhou Wang probably even drank a few ounces of liquor with him. After eating and drinking his fill, the old man reunited with his younger sister, so he returned home humming a little tune.

Not only that, he also brought back six chickens from Zhoujia Village.

Two old hens and four chicks, said to be brought to the family to supplement nutrition and help the children grow taller.

So, that night, we stewed the old hen. Luckily, we had some chestnuts at home, so we made a big pot of chestnut and old hen soup. Everyone in the family had two bowls of the soup to nourish themselves.

……

The atmosphere in each room of the old house was very pleasant tonight.

First, there are four rooms.

When Yang Huaming returned from the Taoist temple today, he originally thought that Liu Shi, that lazy woman, would definitely spend another day lounging at home and wouldn't listen to his instructions before he left this morning.

So he made a point of coming home half an hour early today to tidy up the house.

When he arrived at the front yard of Old Yang's house, he saw several women chatting at the door, and a bunch of children from the neighborhood, including Little Niu Niu and her siblings, playing there.

Zhao Liuer sat on a stool at the entrance of the main room, with a bundle of soybeans at her feet, and was shelling the soybeans.

Yang Huaming was puzzled. Why wasn't his wife among this group of women?

You know, normally my wife loves to chat and gossip, and she's always there wherever there are people.

"Fourth Uncle is back? You're back early this morning?" Zhao Liuer greeted Yang Huaming when she saw him.

Yang Huaming nodded. "I had something to do, so I came back first. Yongzhi will be a little later."

Zhao Liuer smiled and said, "No rush."

"Where's your fourth aunt?" Yang Huaming asked casually as he passed by them.

Zhao Liuer looked around a few times, then shook her head somewhat blankly: "I don't know. I don't think I've seen her all day. I went to the backyard at noon, but I didn't see her there either."

Other women nearby overheard their conversation and jokingly remarked, "Is Liu still not awake?"

"Yes, she didn't come out to gossip with us today. Maybe she ate too much at noon and is taking a nap." Hearing the women's words, Yang Huaming tried to maintain a smile on his face, but the light in his heart gradually darkened.

That lazy, slouching woman, she sleeps all day long, never leaving the house. She's not living a proper life at all.

He'd been busy at the Taoist temple all day, and when he got back, he probably wouldn't even have a hot meal, let alone anything else. Oh, what a tragedy! How could he have married such a lazy woman!

When he entered the backyard, the first thing he saw was that the door to the west room was tightly closed, but the windows were all open.

The courtyard entrance was deserted; there wasn't a soul in sight.

Forget about asking her to hang out the laundry or do any housework; there wasn't even a pair of shoes in the doorway. This lazy woman is probably sleeping soundly inside, from before sunrise until sunset...

"You lazy woman, I really have to give you a good talking to today!"

Yang Huaming muttered something under his breath and went straight over to push open the door.

There was no one in the main room. He glanced into the next room, but saw no one there either.

"Where are the people? Where did they go?"

"Is it the fourth brother who's back?"

There was no one in the west room, but Old Yang was disturbed and came out of the east room across the street.

"Dad, it's me. I just got back. Have you seen that lazy old woman in my room? I don't know where she's gone..."

Old Yang hurriedly raised his hand and waved it forcefully at Yang Huaming, interrupting him.

"You really can't scold her today, she's been incredibly busy, not a moment's rest!"

"What?"

Yang Huaming thought he had misheard and was about to ask when Old Yang suddenly pointed in the direction from the kitchen to the backyard: "Look, here they come!"

Yang Huaming turned around and saw Liu carrying a load on a shoulder pole, with large bamboo baskets hanging at both ends. The baskets were filled with shoes, all of which belonged to her, Yang Huaming, and Tiedan.

Moreover, there are not only summer shoes, but also autumn single shoes, winter cotton shoes, and cotton socks.

On the other side of the basket were several large cotton-padded coats, all belonging to the group of them.

"What are you looking at? Hurry up and help me take this load! Ouch, my arms are all chafed raw. I need to eat something good to nourish myself today!"

"I'm coming."

Yang Huaming quickly stepped forward to help take the load from Liu's shoulders. He noticed that the shoes and clothes were all clean.

"Where have you been?" he asked.

Liu glared at him fiercely: "The question you asked is worse than that of a three-year-old. Can't you use your eyes to see for yourself? What did you think I was doing? I was going from street to street gossiping, do you believe that?"

Yang Huaming chuckled ingratiatingly, "Don't be angry, I was just asking because you weren't home."

Liu hummed in response and went into the house with Yang Huaming.

"I took apart and washed everything that could be washed in the house today, and dried everything that could be dried. I was busy all day and didn't even have breakfast. I had lunch at Jin Chuan's place."

"Huh? You've done so much work at home today?" Yang Huaming carried the load into the inner room, and when he looked at the bed, good heavens, all the bedding was gone.

"Where did you hang the bedding to dry? I didn't see it in the yard."