Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 11914

The reason is that Luo Wuyou and Zuo Jinling should also be given a chance. The children are gradually growing up, and it's time for the parents to let go little by little.

When the elder brother, sister-in-law, and niece travel far away, the aunt and uncle go to see them off, which further strengthens the bond between them.

In addition, it is another good opportunity for Luo Wuyou and Zuo Jinling to go out on a date alone.

Parents should know when to be sensible and not try to be a third wheel.

Seeing that even someone who dotes on their daughter could be so open-minded, Yang Ruoqing knew she couldn't be narrow-minded either, so they decided to take a break today.

"Alright, then I won't say any more. May we all be well and meet again next year!" Yang Ruoqing squeezed Nini's little hand one last time.

The sun hadn't risen yet, and Nini was asleep wrapped in her blanket. Yang Ruoqing took one last deep look at the child, then waved her hand: "Go on your way, have a safe trip, and send word back when you arrive!"

……

Honestly, if it weren't for Luo Fengtang being at home, and Tuan Tuan and Yuan Yuan being by his side, not yet grown up and separated from him, it would be a different story.

Because the elders in the family were all there, Old Madam Zuo was still a guest at the Luo family's house, and, as darkness fell, Zuo Jinling and Luo Wuyou, who had gone to see them off, were to return...

Otherwise, just for seeing Dazhi, Xiao Qiao, and Nini off today, especially Nini... Yang Ruoqing's heart would be hollowed out!

Even so, for the rest of the day, although Yang Ruoqing could still chat and laugh with Old Madam Zuo, strolling in the back garden and walking around the village, only she knew that a certain place in her heart remained empty.

This emptiness needs time to fill, little by little. No, it can't be called filling, because that emptiness cannot be filled by anything; it can only be mitigated, temporarily suppressed, and addressed with other emotions, such as: the children have grown up, it's time to be independent, it's time to let go…

Even when chicks grow up, the parent birds still let them learn to fly on their own. This is the law of biology; too much concern will become a hindrance to them...

After noon, Old Madam Zuo went to take a nap, and Yang Ruoqing returned to her bedroom.

At this moment, Luo Fengtang also returned.

After watching Dazhi and the others leave at the gate of the courtyard this morning, he didn't stop moving around.

Because the blacksmith Luo was worried about Luo Da'e, he reportedly suffered from insomnia for most of the night. After having breakfast and seeing off his grandson and the others, the old man couldn't sit still and wanted to go to Zhoujia Village to visit Luo Da'e.

Since Luo Fengtang was at home, he certainly wouldn't let the old man go alone, so Luo Fengtang went to Zhoujia Village in the morning and returned home in the afternoon.

"How is Aunt Da'e?" Yang Ruoqing brought a bowl of tea to the door of the bathhouse.

The bathroom door was open, and Luo Fengtang was standing in front of the washbasin washing his face.

Driving the horse-drawn carriage there, the cold wind whipped at my face, and the road was dusty. When I got home, the first thing I wanted to do was wash my face with hot water.

At this moment, upon hearing Yang Ruoqing's question, his warm handkerchief was still covering his face, and his voice sounded somewhat muffled when it came from under the handkerchief.

"Well, I took the medicine yesterday, and only half a day has passed. The medicine probably hasn't taken effect yet!" Luo Fengtang said.

“But my uncle was in a hurry. When he saw that the medicine wasn’t working, he got flustered,” Luo Fengtang said, taking off the handkerchief and putting it in the basin to continue washing.

Upon hearing his words, Yang Ruoqing could easily guess, without even thinking, the anxious feeling of Luo the blacksmith, as if he were burning like an ant.

"My uncle was worried about my aunt, so he lost his composure."

These days, all we do is take medicine. There's no advanced medical technology like in later generations. If medicine doesn't work, we go for an IV drip.

If IV fluids don't work, then hospitalization for treatment is necessary...

In this era, it's all about taking medicine. Acupuncture is a separate matter, something that's used in conjunction with medication. The main effect still depends on the medication.

If medication can't cure it, there's nothing else to do but wait to die.

Yang Ruoqing showed concern for Luo Da'e's illness from a humanitarian perspective.

However, out of personal feelings, I'm sorry, but I'm afraid she can't empathize with Luo the blacksmith, and I believe Luo Fengtang is also incapable of empathizing with him.

Because of Luo Da'e... I won't say more, those who know, know.

"Give me the handkerchief, you can have some tea." Yang Ruoqing came over and put the teacup in Luo Fengtang's hand, then took the handkerchief from him.

He washed his face twice, then wanted to scrub the handkerchief before hanging it up to dry.

But at this point, the difference in men's talent for housework compared to women's becomes apparent.

Yang Ruoqing watched from the sidelines, but she was not satisfied with the result and had to take matters into her own hands.

Luo Fengtang realized this himself and felt a little embarrassed, but he didn't struggle and stepped aside with his teacup.

Watching Yang Ruoqing scrub the handkerchief clean with scented soap, leaving it with a faint fragrance, and the black marks left on the handkerchief after he washed his face earlier were completely gone, Luo Fengtang sincerely gave Yang Ruoqing a thumbs up: "She really is my wife, amazing!"

Yang Ruoqing turned to him and smiled: "Stop praising me, hurry up and have some hot tea, you've been running around all day."

"Yes, you can sit down too."

The couple sat down on the soft couch by the window. In the summer, the couch was covered with cool bamboo cushions, and the small table in the middle was usually set with chilled watermelon and chilled plum juice...

Now that it's winter, the bamboo cushions on the chaise long ago have been removed and replaced with velvet cushions.

It's soft and comfortable, warm and cozy. On the small kang table are a teapot and teacups, as well as some snacks such as glutinous rice strips, sour jujube cake, osmanthus rice cake, and crispy preserved plum seeds.

As soon as the couple sat down, Luo Fengtang started peeling melon seeds for Yang Ruoqing.

"I wonder where Zhi'er and the others' ship is. It's already noon, they should have had lunch on the ship by now!" Yang Ruoqing muttered softly as she enjoyed the melon seeds that Luo Fengtang had peeled, watching the sun moving across the window behind her.

"Don't worry, there are enough people and supplies on board, so you won't go hungry," Luo Fengtang said.

Yang Ruoqing nodded, but then wondered if Nini would get seasick on the boat.

But she could only ponder these things alone in her heart, not wanting to say them out loud. If she did, it would be a mental drain on Luo Fengtang and other relatives around her, dragging everyone into worrying about this matter.

"Qing'er, I know what you're worried about, but there's really no need for that!"

Luo Fengtang's voice, along with the glutinous rice cake he placed in front of her, reached Yang Ruoqing's ears.

Yang Ruoqing looked up at him.

“The children have grown up and should be allowed to make their own way in the world. As their parents, we should just quietly support them from behind,” he continued. “We have already arranged a new home for them in the capital. You have passed on your perfumery skills to your daughter-in-law, Xiao Qiao, without reservation, and you have even left her a shop in the capital… I think we have done enough. The rest of the journey should be left to them to walk themselves.”

Yang Ruoqing nodded gently: "What you said makes sense. We will definitely help if we can, but there are many things they have to face on their own. We can't face them for them."

“Yes, that makes sense.” Luo Fengtang gave her an approving look and then took a piece of osmanthus rice cake and put it to her mouth: “So don’t worry too much about Nini. Just remember that they are Nini’s parents, and they will definitely be able to take good care of their own flesh and blood.”

"Think about ourselves again. Didn't we go through the same thing? With several children in the family, from childhood to adulthood, when they were sick, weren't we, as parents, the ones who mainly took the blame?"

Grandparents and other relatives of this generation can only play a supporting role.

Yang Ruoqing looked at the osmanthus rice cake he was feeding her and laughed: "I say, are you feeding me like this because you think I'm not fat enough?"

In recent years, Yang Ruoqing has found that even though she maintains the habit of practicing martial arts every day, her weight will uncontrollably increase by about five or six pounds every winter!

Fortunately, she was not short, around 165 cm, so she only gained five or six pounds. In addition, it was the cold winter, and she was wearing many clothes, so it didn't show.

But when spring arrives and we switch to lighter clothes, it becomes very noticeable, especially on the back, which feels several layers thicker. If it continues to grow, it will really become broad-shouldered and thick-waisted!

Now that Luo Fengtang has come home early for the New Year, Yang Ruoqing suspects that if she doesn't gain ten pounds, she'll be letting him down!

"My Qing'er isn't fat at all. Even if she gains another 20 pounds, she'll just be described as plump and round, becoming even more feminine!"

"Pfft!"

Yang Ruoqing laughed, "What are you saying? If I gain another 20 pounds, I'll be all broad-shouldered and thick-waisted!"

"Be careful when you go into the mountains. Wearing a fluffy coat might make you a target for hunters who might mistake you for a bear and shoot you!"

Luo Fengtang leaned over and ruffled Yang Ruoqing's hair: "Silly girl, you're talking nonsense again. Eat without worry. Trust me, you definitely won't grow that much this year."

"really?"

"When have I ever lied to you?"

"I know you haven't lied to me, so why are you so sure?"

Yang Ruoqing asked.

Just as Luo Fengtang was about to speak, a sound came from the courtyard outside.

"Madam, your second uncle and his wife have arrived."

It's the sound of lily of the valley.

Yang Ruoqing and Luo Fengtang exchanged a glance. "Why are you here at this time, Second Brother and Second Sister-in-law?"

"They probably have something to discuss with us," Yang Ruoqing said. "Looks like we won't be able to take a nap today. Let's go see."

The blacksmith Luo was not in the main room, and Wang Cuilian was not home either, because she had taken the children to watch acrobatics at the south end of the village.

Inside the main room, only Xingwang and Ronggu were there to entertain Yang Yongjin and Cao Bamei.

Seeing Yang Ruoqing and Luo Fengtang coming from the backyard, Xingwang and Ronggu felt as if they had been granted a pardon and quickly retreated.

When Yang Yongjin and Cao Bamei saw the couple approaching, they both stood up at the same time. Yang Yongjin looked a little guilty and asked, "Qing'er, Tang Yazi, are we disturbing your afternoon nap by coming over at this hour?"

Luo Fengtang remained silent, only offering a faint smile.

Yang Ruoqing smiled and got straight to the point: "Second Brother, since you know we're taking a nap at this hour, you still came to find us without hesitation. There must be something urgent."

Yang Yongjin and Cao Bamei exchanged a glance, both feeling a little awkward.

Cao Bamei rubbed the hem of her clothes with both hands and said, "Oh, I didn't mean to disturb your rest, but I'm just... completely lost!"

Yang Yongjin glared at Cao Bamei and said, "How dare you say that? It's all because you spoiled her!"

"Second brother, second sister-in-law, don't rush to argue. Sit down and let's talk business. After we're done, if I have a moment, I'd like to go back and catch up on some sleep!" With that, Yang Ruoqing pulled up a chair and sat down first.

Luo Fengtang sat down beside her and gestured for Yang Yongjin and Cao Bamei to sit down as well.

The couple could only awkwardly sit back down.

Yang Yongjin got straight to the point: "Qing'er, I came here to ask for your opinion and see if this is feasible!"

Yang Ruoqing nodded: "Go on."

Yang Yongjin said, "It's about Er Yatou Xiu Hong and Er Zhaizi Sixi!"

"What do they want now?" Yang Ruoqing asked.

Thinking to himself, "My second brother changed his address so quickly and smoothly, he's already calling me his second son-in-law."

However, this time, when the Luo family held a wedding banquet to entertain relatives and friends, Sixi's father brought Sixi along to offer his congratulations. Perhaps this made the second brother and sister-in-law very happy, feeling that it had brought them honor.

“Qing’er, it’s like this,” Yang Yongjin continued, “These past two days, Sixi and Erya have been with me. They told me that after they get married after the New Year, they want to rent a shop in town and do some small business to make a living.”

"Oh? You want to do business? It's good that young people have ideas!" Yang Ruoqing smiled faintly, picked up the teacup beside her and took a sip.

“They haven’t decided which business area to pursue yet, so your second sister-in-law and I came here specifically to learn from your experience.”

Before Yang Yongjin could finish speaking, Cao Bamei immediately chimed in, "That's right, that's right! In our Yang and Luo families, only you, Qing'er, are a genius when it comes to business! That's it!"

The thumbs up were also raised.

Yang Ruoqing chuckled again and gently shook her head.

"Second brother and sister-in-law are too kind to me. I was just lucky and had a stroke of luck back then!" she said. "Besides, I have a good husband who protects my business, so I've been able to do so smoothly all these years!"

What Yang Ruoqing said was indeed true, so Luo Fengtang smiled slightly and remained silent.

Yang Yongjin and Cao Bamei's eyes kept darting back and forth between Yang Ruoqing and her husband, looking at them with envy and admiration!
"Qing'er, what kind of business do you think would be suitable for the young couple to do right now?" Yang Yongjin asked again.

He looked so eager to learn, all he was missing was a notebook and a pen.

"Second brother, every business is suitable for many people these days. The key is to see which area the young couple is more familiar with, sensitive to, and has connections in. In addition, it also depends on their reserve capital."