Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 11935

If this happened in other rooms, people would probably want to do the same thing. Everyone wants to be lazy and hitch a ride!

However, this matter will not affect Yang Ruoqing or the Luo family.

Because the Luo family went to give gifts and attend the banquet as true relatives, while the Yang family was different, being both relatives and family members, the Yang family's wives had to bring cutting boards, knives, and spatulas to help in advance.

"Qing'er, Tang Yazi is back!"

Suddenly, Wang Cuilian's shout came from the Luo family's house, which was separated by a wall behind them.

Yang Ruoqing turned around in surprise, called out to Wang Cuilian over the courtyard wall, then greeted Sun Shi and Bao Suyun, put down the straw in her hand, and ran towards the courtyard wall.

The Luo family's right side and the Yang Huazhong family's left side share the same courtyard wall.

There wasn't a doorway through this shared wall. The wall wasn't short, about 3 meters high. Even a tall man like Yang Huazhong would need a stool or ladder to climb it.

At that moment, as Yang Ruoqing ran towards the courtyard wall, she took a leap with a foothold when she was three meters away from the wall.

So, under the shocked gazes of Sun Shi and Bao Suyun behind her, Yang Ruoqing seemed to run and run until she was on the wall. Her whole body was tilted, and in the blink of an eye, she was standing on the top of the wall with her feet on the ground. Then she bent down and jumped to the other side of the wall.

"Mother, Fifth Aunt, I'm going to find Tang Ya Zi now, you two go ahead with your work!"

It wasn't until her cheerful voice came from the other side of the courtyard wall, accompanied by the sound of her quick footsteps walking away, that Sun and Bao Suyun on this side came back to their senses from shock and astonishment.

"My God, Qing'er... she can fly over walls and leap across rooftops! That's amazing!" Bao Suyun was still replaying the scene she had just witnessed in her mind!

Mrs. Sun shook her head with a helpless smile, "I often say she's like a sky monkey!"

“You tell me, there’s clearly a gate to the courtyard, so why would you fly over the wall if you can’t escape?” Sun said again.

His tone was full of worry.

She had expressed this concern to Yang Ruoqing more than once, but Yang Ruoqing always told her not to worry, because this kind of thing was nothing to a martial arts expert.

Just like a normal person, you need to put in some effort to eat, drink, or use the toilet, right?

So, can't you handle the effort you put in every day? Haha, although this analogy isn't quite accurate, the general idea is about right.

The real reason is that Sun and her fellow unarmed amateurs simply cannot imagine what the world of martial arts practitioners is like. At that level, not only can they not fly over rooftops and walk on water, but they can even walk on water.

Even things like Luo Fengtang's breakthrough in physical body and lifespan due to advancing his cultivation level, and the Dragon Cloud Pill... these things are magical existences that ordinary people cannot understand or accept, but they are real!

"Third sister-in-law, don't worry. Qing'er is highly skilled and daring. Look at how many times she's climbed over walls over the years! She's never failed!" Bao Suyun's words pulled Sun Shi back to reality.

Madam Sun just shook her head and sighed, "If there were a door, there would be no need to climb over the wall. What a strange woman she is, always climbing over the wall. There's nothing we can do about her!"

Yang Huazhong had just returned from the woodshed when he heard this, and he also looked up at the high courtyard wall.

In stark contrast to Sun's reaction, Yang Huazhong's eyes and brows were brimming with pride and self-satisfaction!

"You're worrying for no reason. If Qing'er hears you, she'll scold you!"

"You're just lazy. Is it so hard to open a door? If you open the door, I won't have to worry about it anymore!" Madam Sun glared at Yang Huazhong.

Yang Huazhong sighed and said with a sense of helplessness, "Alright, I won't hide it from you anymore. I actually consulted Master Li a few years ago about this matter. He said it's best not to build a gate in this courtyard wall, because it would disrupt the feng shui!"

"Oh? You went to see Master Li? Did he really say that?" Mrs. Sun asked in surprise.

Yang Huazhong raised an eyebrow: "What do you think? Would I lie to you?"

After saying this, he bent down and continued his work. If the north wind continued like this for the next two days, rain or snow was inevitable. All the remaining firewood had to be gathered into the woodshed today. Then, no matter if it was windy, rainy, or snowy, we wouldn't be worried; we would have enough firewood.

Luo family.

On her way to the front yard, Yang Ruoqing happened to run into Luo Fengtang, who was coming from the front yard to the back yard.

"Tang Yazi!"

"Qing'er!"

Yang Ruoqing jogged up to him, and he quickly came to meet her. The two reached out and clasped hands tightly from a few steps apart.

"Is it just my imagination? How come you look thinner after only one day?" Yang Ruoqing carefully examined the man in front of her. There was no exaggeration in her words; she really felt that he had lost some weight.

He had stubble growing out, very noticeable dark circles under his eyes, and his fingers were cold when the two of them held hands.

If we interpret all of this as him coming back from outside and being outdoors, then wasn't Yang Ruoqing also in the backyard of the third house for quite a while? Yet her hands weren't cold at all!
"Tang Yazi, you've suffered all day!"

In such cold weather, many people in the surrounding villages with poorer conditions have developed sores on their hands and feet from the cold, and have even fallen ill.

Luo Fengtang was gone for a full 12 hours, or 24 hours, from noon yesterday to noon today.

During this process, he must have been busy, not eating or sleeping well. No matter how good the conditions are, a county clinic is still a clinic. Whether it is an ancient clinic or a modern hospital, it always gives people a cold feeling!

Luo Fengtang knew what Yang Ruoqing was worried about. He pulled his cold hand away from Yang Ruoqing's hand and instead grabbed her sleeve so that the coldness of his fingertips wouldn't startle her hand.

"It's alright, I'll eat and drink as usual. Last night, the clinic owner even brought over several quilts for us to sleep in!"

"Of course I know about the bedding at the clinic; it's only a tiny bit thick!"

Yang Ruoqing gestured with two fingers and said, "Let's put it this way. To borrow a metaphor from Mr. Yutian, who manufactured rice cars, he likes to use a one-yuan coin. The thickness of the bedding in the clinic is probably about the thickness of a one-yuan coin standing upright."

Furthermore, the bedding in the clinic is used by one patient today and another patient tomorrow. The bedding and sheets are washed once a month and aired out in the sun every two weeks to disinfect them. This clinic deserves an award!
But in reality, that's not the case at all, so even though the clinic owner sent over several quilts, it didn't help!
"Let's not say anything more, let's go back to the house first."

Yang Ruoqing grabbed Luo Fengtang's hand again and pulled him towards the backyard.

Ping An brought two buckets of hot water. Yang Ruoqing filled the buckets with hot water, found some clean clothes, and handed them to Luo Fengtang. "Go take a bath first. I'm going to the front yard to see Uncle..."

"No need to go, Uncle has gone to Zhoujia Village."

"Huh? You went again?"

"Yes, he's worried about Auntie, so let him stay there and keep her company!" Luo Fengtang said. Yang Ruoqing understood; Luo Da'e probably really didn't have much time left.

"Okay, that works too. I'll have Ping An send two sets of clothes to Uncle later."

"Okay, you can arrange it. I'm going to take a bath first."

Luo Fengtang was indeed very cold, especially his feet, which were so cold that he couldn't feel them anymore. It was as if his toes and shoes had frozen together. He just wanted to take a hot bath to get his blood circulating again and dispel the biting cold.

After about two incense sticks' worth of time, Luo Fengtang came out of the bathhouse, and his complexion was noticeably better than before.

He wore a white, cross-collar undershirt and white underpants; his figure was tall and slender, with broad shoulders and long legs…

Yang Ruoqing was setting out food at the round table when she heard the noise and looked up. To her astonishment, her eyes widened in surprise.

I ate so well!

My husband's physique and looks would make him an absolute top idol male star in later generations!
He changed into black dress pants, tucked a white shirt into them, and blindfolded himself with a black cloth. He then performed that leg-sweeping dance... He'll probably be overwhelmed with customers at the carnival!
And his hands are absolutely perfect!

If those hands, wearing a wedding ring, were to steer a car—provided the steering wheel is shaped like a leaping horse—a video like that would probably attract a lot of women's attention online.

And another thing, my man has such perfect hands. If he were to hold a cigarette, lean out of the car window, and gently flick off the ash, accompanied by a slightly melancholic love song about unrequited love, the atmosphere... would probably make a bunch of female netizens call him 'husband'!

"What's wrong? You don't recognize me after taking a bath?"

A beautiful, large hand waved in front of Yang Ruoqing's eyes, and Yang Ruoqing instantly snapped back to reality.

She stared at his hand, which she had imagined countless versions of, and laughed shamelessly, saying, "I'm thinking, my man is really born at the wrong time. With your looks, your figure, and those hands, if you were in my 'hometown,' you would be the dream lover of a bunch of women, their unattainable white moonlight!"

Although Luo Fengtang only had a vague understanding of the term "white moonlight," he could make sense of what Yang Ruoqing meant by the preceding phrase "dream lover."

He suddenly moved closer, trapping her between the round table behind them. He leaned down, his deep gaze fixed on Yang Ruoqing's eyes, while his other hand wrapped around her waist, pulling her forcefully into his embrace.

"Hiss~ What are you doing?" Yang Ruoqing blushed, feeling a certain inappropriate reaction from his impetuous behavior. She gently placed her hands against his chest and turned her head to glance towards the door...

"My two sons should be engrossed in the toys I brought them right now, and they won't come over for at least an hour."

Luo Fengtang directly saw through Yang Ruoqing's thoughts. He grabbed her chin and turned her around, forcing her to continue looking into his eyes.

"Continuing from where we left off, are you so eager to push me onto another woman?"

"No, no, I didn't! Unless I've lost my mind!"

Yang Ruoqing quickly stated that some men, despite their powerful and magnanimous exteriors, are incredibly stingy indoors, especially in this area, and you can't even make a joke...

“If it’s a joke, then prove it to me,” he said.

"Proof? How do you want me to prove it?"

"My Qing'er is so smart, does she really need me to teach her? Hmm?"

As he said this, he leaned down again, his hot breath brushing against her neck, and his deep, magnetic voice sent shivers down Yang Ruoqing's spine...

She stood on tiptoe, hooked her arms around his neck, and kissed him deeply on the cheek.

"Is this alright?" She gently pulled his slightly open collar back up with her fingers.

“I was going to say it wasn’t enough…” His gaze slid down her face inch by inch, then he took a deep breath and looked back at her face.

"I've been out all day and missed a lot of things. Let me eat first, then I'll be busy for a while."

"The night is long, you can make it up to me properly tonight."

He deliberately emphasized the word "good"; he understood, and Yang Ruoqing understood even better.

Her heart skipped a beat, almost leaping out of her chest. That damn man, with that sudden, suggestive remark! No, I can't show weakness, or he'll have me wrapped around his little finger!
"Alright, let's keep busy during the day, and I'll issue you a challenge. Let's fight tonight!"

The flames of war were ignited in Luo Fengtang's eyes: "Fine, Qing'er, you said it yourself, so you're not allowed to beg for mercy later!"

"Come on, put on your coat first, then hurry up and eat. You definitely didn't eat well."

Yang Ruoqing stuffed all the clean coats next to her into his arms.

As Luo Fengtang dressed, his gaze swept across the table, where a food box sat unopened, its contents unknown.

"I forgot to tell you, I came back after having lunch."

“You definitely didn’t eat enough for lunch,” Yang Ruoqing said. “There are still almost two hours until dinner. Just have something to eat first, and then you can eat when it’s time for dinner!”

"But I'm afraid if I eat now, I won't be able to eat at night."

"Absolutely not. What I've prepared for you isn't hard stuff, it's something easy to digest. You'll see when you see it."

Soon, when Luo Fengtang was dressed, Yang Ruoqing pulled him to sit down at the table and took out a bowl of soup from the food box.

When Luo Fengtang saw the contents of the bowl and smelled the aroma, his eyes lit up.

"Spicy wontons?"

"That's right, it's red oil wontons, and I even added a few sprigs of cilantro for you."

"This is good. To be honest, the vegetable and shredded pork noodles I had at the clinic last night were too bland. I was craving your spicy wontons."

"Haha, now I don't have to just dream about it anymore. My dream has come true. Let's eat it while it's hot!"

"Here, you can have the first one."

"I ate lunch."

"Having dinner with someone is the rule."

"Okay, it's a deal, I'll only eat one."