Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 11936

Just like the food streamers in his previous life, who always let their fans take the first bite, Luo Fengtang's first bite had to be taken by his wife.

While Luo Fengtang was engrossed in eating his spicy wontons, Yang Ruoqing was about to get up and go to the bathroom to wash his clothes, but he forcefully stopped her.

"Just leave it there, I'll rub it myself later!"

At this point, you might be wondering, didn't the family have people like Shaoyao, Linglan, and Ronggu who were in charge of washing and cleaning? Why did Yang Ruoqing and Luo Fengtang have to do it themselves?

Hehe, it depends on their personalities and habits.

Yang Ruoqing comes from the modern era. She is not used to having others wash her underwear, so she always washes and dries her own underwear in the courtyard.

Luo Fengtang thought the same way. In his logic, he and Yang Ruoqing had to wash their own underwear. And as long as he was home, it was his duty to wash Qing'er's share. He couldn't let anyone else touch it.

Outerwear is acceptable, but underwear is absolutely not allowed; this is a matter of principle.

"I'll eat first, and I'll just scrub it while I'm at it. It's no trouble at all." As Yang Ruoqing spoke, she rolled up her sleeves and scrubbed him in the warm water he had just taken a bath. She would then rinse him twice with well water later.

"Even if it's just a casual gesture, I'm not allowed to. In this house, in this room, I'm in charge! I don't agree to you washing it!" Luo Fengtang was incredibly domineering at this moment. "Your task is to sit next to me and talk to me while I'm eating spicy wontons."

"After I finished eating and drinking, I quickly scrubbed the clothes clean."

As he spoke, he pressed down on Yang Ruoqing's shoulder and made her sit back down. When he saw her rolled-up sleeves and a small section of her fair arm exposed, he frowned and then put her sleeves down again.

Yang Ruoqing was completely taken aback by his actions... she didn't know what to do. Well, ever since he returned from the military camp, he had not only washed his own underwear, but also the underwear she had changed out of.

In his words, he was the one in charge in this house. She wanted to secretly wash clothes under his nose? Impossible, absolutely impossible. She couldn't even dream of it without his approval!
In the dormitory, Luo Fengtang was eating wontons in chili oil, with Yang Ruoqing sitting beside him. The two naturally talked about the situation on Luo Da'e's side.

"...The current situation is that the doctor has been quite frank about it, and my uncle and cousin Zhou Wang are also aware of the situation. However, in front of Aunt Da'e, no one dares to tell the truth. They speak ambiguously, not wanting to make her too desperate."

Not wanting to let Aunt Da'e fall into too much despair? A helpless, bitter smile crept onto Yang Ruoqing's lips.

This is one reason. Everyone hopes for a miracle, including the case of Granny Sun. Although everyone knew in their hearts that there was no cure, they still tried to be optimistic about each other.

The harsh truth is something that humanity has always wanted to escape.

Another reason is that they don't want to tell the patient the truth, because they are worried that the patient will be frightened.

To put it another way, what if this happened to you? Let's not even talk about this kind of thing. Imagine you're lying in bed at night and you feel a bit of swelling and pain near your armpit.

My hand was groping around in that area, and then I felt a lump the size of a quail egg.

If you squeeze that lump from the left and right, does it feel more and more painful? And does it feel more and more painful, and something seems wrong?
Then you start searching online through Baidu Encyclopedia. The various possible lesions mentioned by those doctors and experts who claim to offer free services online, do they scare you so much that you feel cold all over, lie in bed unable to sleep until the early hours of the morning, and wish you could settle all your affairs before you die?
"We really can't tell Aunt Da'e. No matter what, we should let her pass away peacefully!"

The happiest way for a person to say goodbye to this world should be in the familiar bed at home, during the final moments, surrounded by familiar things, familiar relatives and friends. Even if the pain and suffering are unbearable, the heart will not be desolate and without solace, rather than in a cold hospital, with endless tests, bills, and needles, leaving without dignity.

"For Aunt Da'e to return to her familiar home for conservative treatment, it is undoubtedly the best choice for herself, for Cousin Zhou Wang, and for Sister-in-law Xiao Huan," Yang Ruoqing added.

Luo Fengtang nodded: "That's what we all think too. But right now, what I'm most worried about is my uncle."

When Luo the blacksmith was mentioned, how could Yang Ruoqing's face not be filled with worry?
"The siblings have a deep bond. Aunt Da'e is tormented by illness, while our uncle is tormented by his soul. The trauma from the soul is, in some ways, no less severe than that from the body."

Luo Fengtang sighed, "I originally wanted to persuade him to come back and rest, but I couldn't persuade him. I had no choice but to come back by myself. If I don't go tomorrow, I will definitely go to Zhoujia Village the day after tomorrow to send some tonics to my aunt. I mainly want to bring my uncle back."

"Let's go tomorrow. Tomorrow is an auspicious day. I'll go with you. It's only right and proper to visit her."

"After the 20th of the twelfth lunar month, things will get busy. The two daughters of the second wife will be getting married at the same time, so we will have to be delayed for two days."

Then, the Zuo family will also be coming over after the 20th to deliver New Year's gifts to their in-laws, so we'll definitely have to entertain them at home for a day.

The year-end accounting of the restaurants in the town, the county seat, and Qing'an County, as well as the owners' appearance to give everyone a year-end summary meeting and distribute red envelopes for the New Year... will take three days, so it's best to postpone the visit to Luo Da'e until tomorrow.

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The next day, Zhoujia Village.

A large carriage was parked at the entrance of the Zhou family's courtyard. Luo Fengtang and Yang Ruoqing were unloading things from the carriage. All the things they brought were for visiting Luo Da'e.

Wang Cuilian also arrived, carrying a basket filled with gifts.

Tuantuan and Yuanyuan weren't brought along; they were left with their grandparents. This was to visit a sick person, not to visit relatives and friends at other times. Also, they are mischievous and like to make a fuss, so it wouldn't be convenient to bring them along.

Zhou Wang wasn't home. His two grandsons, who were playing in the yard, heard the noise and recognized that it was their cousins ​​from the Luo family. So they quickly ran to the kitchen to call their mother.

Soon, Xiao Huan, wearing an apron, rushed out of the kitchen. Seeing Wang Cuilian and Yang Ruoqing, Xiao Huan wiped her hands on the apron and hurriedly came over to invite Yang Ruoqing and the others into the house. At the same time, she grabbed her eldest son and said, "Quick, go to the chicken farm and call your dad back. Tell him that your aunt and cousin have come to see Grandma."

The eldest son took off running outside, and the younger son quickly followed behind.

"Why did they all run away?" Wang Cuilian asked. Xiao Huan gestured towards Luo Fengtang with her chin: "They're all afraid of their uncle!"

Wang Cuilian was stunned. Aren't all the children afraid of the village butcher and doctor? Tang Yazi isn't a butcher, so why is he afraid of him?
Only Yang Ruoqing laughed and said, "It's okay, they'll be cooked in no time."

Whether it will be ripe, and how long it will take to ripen, is uncertain.

But it's certain that the children are afraid of Luo Fengtang. And this fear is different from the fear they feel towards the butcher and the doctor; it's an even stronger fear!
Because Luo Fengtang was a great general, he commanded thousands of troops and had marched through mountains of corpses and seas of blood from the enemy.

One can imagine the righteous spirit and murderous aura emanating from such a person.

Even though he usually keeps a low profile at home and in the village, children have the purest and most innocent eyes, and they can sense the different qualities in adults.

Luo Fengtang not only kept Zhou Wang's two mischievous sons away, but also, in Changping Village, when Luo Fengtang was not at home, a bunch of children, including Xiao Sanzi, liked to come and play with Tuantuan and Yuanyuan.

Once Luo Fengtang returns, well, the children won't dare to come to the Luo family home, let alone cross the main road in front of the Luo family's courtyard...

"Aunt, Qing'er, Tang Yazi, come in and sit down." Xiao Huan called everyone towards the main room. On the way, she told Wang Cuilian and Yang Ruoqing, "Zhou Wang went to the chicken farm as soon as he got up. He hasn't been there all day. He got several orders and has dozens of chickens to deal with..."

Yang Ruoqing nodded gently, "It's getting busier as the twelfth lunar month approaches."

Many families in the town don't have the means to raise many chickens, but for some families, the Spring Festival is the time when they need chickens and ducks the most to visit relatives and friends.

Zhou Wang's chicken farm has been operating for so many years that it has become quite well-known not only in the surrounding villages and Qingshui Town, but also within Wanghai County.

His chicken farm is doing well. In addition to regularly supplying fresh chickens, ducks, geese and eggs to Yang Ruoqing's three restaurants, he has now also added orders to Xu Yuanming and Yang Huamei's roast duck restaurant.

As a result, those who come from the surrounding villages, nearby towns, and neighboring towns to buy chickens for their own use are all considered small-scale farmers.

Zhou Wang and Xiao Huan are honest and down-to-earth in business. They don't refuse small customers just because they have stable sales channels and big orders from restaurants and roast duck shops. On ordinary days, if anyone in the village comes to buy even a chicken, Zhou Wang will take people to pick one out from the whole coop at the chicken farm. He can even help clean the chicken for free, provided that he is not busy.

If things get busy, then a reasonable labor fee will be charged for the cleaning. This is why the chicken farm has hired two other workers besides Zhou Quan; Zhou Wang alone simply can't handle the workload.

"It's good that you're busy; it means business is booming, and that's how you make money!" Wang Cuilian patted Xiao Huan's hand and said.

Xiao Huan shook her head: "What's the use of good business? If my mother-in-law's illness can be cured quickly, even if business is bad, as long as the family can eat and dress warmly, I will be content."

“Sister-in-law Xiaohuan, you can’t say that,” Yang Ruoqing said. “Money isn’t everything, but you can’t do anything without it, you can’t even take a step!”

Xiao Huan and Wang Cuilian were both stunned for a moment, then Xiao Huan quickly realized what Yang Ruoqing meant and nodded repeatedly, wholeheartedly agreeing with her words, "That's right, without money, you can't do anything, you can't handle emergencies at home, and you can't cover for unexpected situations. Sigh, it's tough!"

It is indeed difficult, and Yang Ruoqing agrees.

The things God gives to everyone follow the law of conservation of energy. He doesn't pile all the good things on one person, nor does he dump all the bad things on someone.

The emperor is always the most powerful person in the world, right? Yet, the emperor is also the loneliest and most lonely person in the world.

Ordinary couples like us can soak our feet together before bed, chat about everyday things, talk about our children and the elderly, and encourage each other when we encounter setbacks. In short, we care about each other's well-being.

But what about the emperor? Take Qi Xingyun as an example. The imperial harem selects concubines every three years, and his three palaces and six courtyards are almost full. However, apart from the routine obligation to favor a certain concubine, he spends most of his time alone in his study.

Although the Empress was his first wife, even when they ate together, the eunuchs had to arrange the time and schedule in advance. Even at royal family banquets, where his first wife, concubines, and children were all present, they sat in a clear separation, like emperor and subject, with only coldness and very little affection between them.

Oh no, oh no! Yang Ruoqing secretly rejoiced that she had decisively rejected Qi Xingyun's confession when he was still a prince. If she had been blinded by love and entered the palace with him, she would probably be dead from depression by now.

Lost in thought, the three of them followed Xiao Huan into the main room.

Xiao Huan first peeked into the west room from the doorway and told Luo Da'e inside that Wang Cuilian and the others had come to visit.

Then, Luo Da'e's strong voice came from the west room: "Sister-in-law, Qing'er, is that you?"

When Yang Ruoqing and Wang Cuilian saw Xiao Huan peeking into the west room, they did not immediately follow.

why?
Because Wang Cuilian is recuperating from an illness, her attire might be a bit casual. If relatives suddenly come to visit, it's definitely necessary for Xiao Huan to peek out and remind her, not only to let Wang Cuilian know that guests have arrived, but also to give her some time to get ready.

Therefore, Yang Ruoqing and Wang Cuilian did not join in. If it were someone with low emotional intelligence or carelessness, they might have followed along, which would have been wrong. The west room is a private space for the host family.

But as soon as Xiao Huan finished speaking, Luo Da'e's response came from the west room, which surprised Yang Ruoqing and Wang Cuilian. Luo Da'e's voice was full of energy and did not sound like someone suffering from an incurable disease at all!
"Sister-in-law, Qing'er, I'm coming out." Soon, Luo Da'e's voice and footsteps came from inside the house again.

"Da'e, slow down!" came the blacksmith Luo's admonition.

This old man is truly devoted to keeping his sister company; he probably only woke up this morning and came over to be with her.

Yang Ruoqing glanced at Wang Cuilian out of the corner of her eye, and sure enough, she caught a faint trace of disappointment in the old woman's eyes.

Um... Is the auntie jealous? Her husband is her uncle, but lately, his heart isn't with her, his wife; he's been spending almost all his time with his younger sister.