Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 11943

Yang Ruoqing sat on a small stool, listening with a smile on her face, the kind of smile that even an AK couldn't suppress.

Spending time with Liu will make you realize that everything she says and does is entertaining.

He'er lowered her head and remained silent, pretending not to understand the meaning behind Liu's words.

Liu Jinchuan could only laugh awkwardly. Her sister-in-law could pretend not to hear, but she, as the daughter-in-law, could not.

Especially in front of Sister Qing'er, it might make me seem very unfilial.

“Mom, we’ve been busy with the vegetable stalls in Washi this year, so we haven’t been raising many chickens and ducks at home, as you know.”

"There were about ten chickens before, but then there was a plague, and only three or five survived. We kept two roosters to crow and a few hens to lay eggs for Liangliang. In a few days, when Kang has some free time, we'll kill the remaining two chickens for the New Year."

"Why don't you come over then? I'll take one out and make you some chicken soup to nourish you up."

"Oh my, Jin Chuan'er, you are such a virtuous and considerate daughter-in-law!" Liu Shi exclaimed excitedly, dropping the kitchen knife to the ground.

"You've got to remember this, Mom. You can't fool me or give me empty promises!"

Liu Jinchuan blushed, glanced at Yang Ruoqing and He'er beside her, and smiled awkwardly, saying, "Mother, what are you saying? It's just a chicken, not some kind of dragon liver or phoenix marrow."

"Yes, yes, that's the right way to think!" Liu nodded repeatedly, her eyes overflowing with satisfaction for her daughter-in-law, Liu Jinchuan!
Yang Ruoqing found it both funny and infuriating. This Liu woman was so greedy, she was practically tearing her hair out.

Their son and daughter-in-law were busy with their business to support the family. In their spare time, they raised a few chickens and ducks in the backyard. After surviving the plague and the weasel, they finally made it to the end of the year. They thought of keeping a few chickens for the New Year and for breeding next spring.

However, they could not escape the calamity brought by the Liu family.

But this is a family matter of the fourth branch of the family, one party is willing to give and the other is willing to receive, it has nothing to do with Yang Ruoqing, so she should just be a bystander.

But He'er, who was sitting to the side, couldn't stay out of it. She raised her hand and gestured towards Liu Shi.

Yang Ruoqing understood from these gestures that He'er was telling Liu that the Li family would be killing a chicken in a couple of days, and that Li Lao Er would come over to pick up Liu and Yang Huaming to eat the chicken.

"That's wonderful! You're so kind. Your father and I will definitely come over!" Liu's satisfaction level rose even higher.

"Qing'er, you see? I'm really living the dream! My daughter-in-law is so filial, she's going to kill a chicken to make soup for me, and my daughter is so filial, she's killing a chicken and inviting me over to eat too. Look, I can eat two chickens! Hahaha..."

Yang Ruoqing smiled without saying a word; this was definitely not over yet!
Sure enough, He'er had already stood up from the small stool and walked a few steps closer to Liu Shi, gesturing as she went.

At first, Liu stared at He'er with loving eyes, trying to understand what she wanted to express. After a moment, when Liu understood, she was completely shocked.

"He'er, you heartless bastard! I knew it! Where did you get the idea to treat me to chicken? Turns out, you're trying to help your brother and sister-in-law out of this mess?"

"What? Just because I ate your chicken doesn't mean I can't eat Kang's chicken? Am I so unlucky that I can't eat two chickens?"

Not content with just scolding, Liu jumped up, raised the sugarcane in her hand, and pretended to hit He'er on the head.

Yang Ruoqing rushed forward and grabbed Liu's arm. "Fourth Aunt, what are you doing? Just talk, why are you resorting to violence?"

"Even if you're going to use force, don't use sugarcane! The food my family sent us can't be used as a weapon!"

"Here, the cleaver is on the ground. If you really want to chop up your own daughter, then take the cleaver!"

Yang Ruoqing released He'er's arm and pushed her in front of Liu Shi.

He'er recovered from her earlier shock and looked at Liu with a wronged expression.

She couldn't imagine what would have happened if that sugarcane had hit her on the head if Sister Qing'er hadn't stopped her.
There are definitely three bags. But right now, Mom... she wouldn't really chop herself up with a kitchen knife, would she?

Liu confronted He'er fiercely, showing no intention of backing down.

Yang Ruoqing stood by with her arms crossed, observing from the sidelines.

Liu Jinchuan rushed over and stood between Liu Shi and He'er, trying to persuade them from both sides.

"It's just a chicken, it's no big deal. We could kill our whole family and nothing would happen. Mom, eldest sister, please don't let this ruin your relationship or make us a laughingstock!"

Liu glanced at Liu Jinchuan: "At least you're speaking like a human being. Unlike your eldest sister, what kind of talk is that!"

"You gave me chicken, and all this was just to help you out? I was all all smiles, thinking I was so lucky, this is too much!"

"This chicken? My whole family won't eat it anymore, we don't care for it! Humph!"

Liu turned to leave, but after taking a couple of steps, she suddenly stopped, snapped off two pieces from the shiny sugarcane, and, holding them in her hand, began to gnaw on them as she left the yard without looking back…

"Sigh!" Liu Jinchuan sighed, bent down to pick up the sugarcane from the ground, and handed it to Liangliang.

Holding the sugarcane, Liangliang excitedly jumped up and down on the ground, shouting, "It's so much fun! Grandma hits Auntie..."

Liu Jinchuan's face fell, and she ushered Liangliang into the house. She turned and walked to He'er, who looked dejected. "Eldest sister, don't take Mother's words to heart..."

He'er looked up, her eyes reddening, and a bitter smile forced onto her lips.

She shook her head and gestured, meaning "I'm going back now..."

Liu Jinchuan didn't want to persuade her otherwise, so she said, "Then I'll see you off, elder sister."

Yang Ruoqing walked over and took He'er's arm: "I'm going home too, He'er and I will go together. Jin Chuan, you go about your business. Liangliang is still alone in the house, you can go and keep an eye on him!"

Two-year-olds are at a mischievous age, rummaging through things and having no concept of danger.

"In that case," Liu Jinchuan nodded. "Then I'll have to trouble you, Sister Qing'er. And eldest sister, don't worry too much. Mother will naturally calm down in a few days."

He'er nodded, took the shoe pattern, and left with Yang Ruoqing.

When they passed the Luo family's gate, Yang Ruoqing told He'er to stop, then she called Ping An over and gave him some instructions.

Ping An turned around and ran back to the yard.

At the courtyard gate, Yang Ruoqing said to He'er, "I know you're worried about your child, so I won't invite you in for tea."

"As for your mother's matter, you are her own daughter, you know her temperament, so I don't need to advise her."

He'er nodded with a wry smile. Her mother was just like that; she had been used to it since she was a child.

I'm just a little disappointed.

Ping An returned quickly, carrying a purple sugarcane that was over two meters long.

Yang Ruoqing stuffed the purple sugarcane into He'er's hand: "Take it back, juice it, and give it to the child to drink. It's quite sweet!"

He'er was about to politely decline.

Yang Ruoqing pressed her hand down: "I brought back a bundle. All the children in the house have some. Just take it."

If He'er hadn't gone back to her parents' home today, Yang Ruoqing definitely wouldn't have specially sent one to Lijia Village for her. But it just so happens that she happened to be there, so she might as well give her one.

He'er happily accepted the sugarcane and then hurried off to Lijia Village.

Yang Ruoqing withdrew her gaze and asked Ping An beside her, "How many sugarcanes are left?" "Reporting to Madam, after delivering them all, there are 6 left."

"Okay, take out three and send them to Auntie in the grassland."

"Yes, I'll go deliver it right away."

Ping An knew in his heart that sugarcane itself was worthless, but the lady's affection for her sister in the grassland was priceless.

No matter how far, I will deliver it.

When Yang Ruoqing returned home, Luo Fengtang was in the small bamboo grove in the backyard, teaching his two sons swordsmanship.

The father and his two sons were dressed in the same black training clothes and waist belts. The three of them, one big and two small, stood there with their backs to Yang Ruoqing. From her perspective, apart from the huge difference in their appearance, they were almost identical.

Especially Yuan Yuan, the way she wielded the small wooden sword, every move she made was almost identical to Luo Fengtang's!

Yang Ruoqing stood outside the bamboo forest, gazing quietly at the scene before her, a slight smile playing on her lips, her eyes filled with a gentle joy.

The scene was so heartwarming and beautiful that she couldn't bear to go up and interrupt it.

Therefore, Yang Ruoqing stood outside the small bamboo grove, waiting quietly and patiently...

After a long while, Tuantuan was the first to spot Yang Ruoqing, and the little guy exclaimed in surprise, "Mommy, Mommy's there!"

Yuanyuan turned her head and saw Yang Ruoqing. She excitedly exclaimed, "Mom was peeping at us practicing our kung fu!"

Tuantuan: "Mom wants to learn from her!"

Luo Fengtang was just squatting down to help Yuanyuan put on her corset when he suddenly heard his two sons' voices. He looked up and gazed out of the bamboo grove.

Sure enough, I saw that familiar figure standing there, with gentle eyes and a happy smile on her face.

Luo Fengtang's gaze softened slightly as he looked at the round little bottom. He patted it and said, "That's enough. Today's training is over."

"mother!"

"Mom!" Upon hearing the word "get out of class dismissed," the two children cheered and ran towards Yang Ruoqing outside the bamboo grove.

"Hey, slow down, don't fall!" Yang Ruoqing bent down and opened her arms to hug her two sons.

Both of them were covered in sweat, and their bodies were steaming hot.

Having just engaged in strenuous exercise, although you are sweating profusely, your pores are open, making you most vulnerable and susceptible to cold and viruses as your body's protective armor is removed.

Yang Ruoqing took out a handkerchief and wiped the sweat from the foreheads of the two brothers, while giving Luo Fengtang, who was not far away, a look.

With just a glance, Luo Fengtang immediately understood her meaning.

He took down the two small cotton-padded jackets hanging on the tree branch next to him and draped them over his arm.

He walked up to the two boys and tossed the two jackets into their hands.

"A real man puts on his own cotton-padded coat."

After saying that, he grabbed Yang Ruoqing's wrist and pulled her towards the front courtyard dormitory.

As Yang Ruoqing walked, she turned her head to look back and saw the two little ones standing there, each holding a cotton-padded jacket in their arms, craning their necks to look at their parents with a bewildered expression. Yang Ruoqing was both amused and exasperated, and said to Luo Fengtang, "Why are you walking? The two children are still behind us!"

Luo Fengtang didn't lessen the pressure in his hands, nor did he slow his pace: "Don't spoil boys like that!"

Then, he shouted to his two sons behind him, "If you're a man, put your cotton-padded coat on yourself!"

After saying that, he grabbed Yang Ruoqing and left without looking back.

Leaving behind the two clumsy little ones getting dressed, the two hurriedly helped Miao Ao put on his clothes, buttoning them as they ran after him, calling out, "Dad, Mom, wait for me!"

"Quick, chase them! Dad has kidnapped Mom!"

"Let's go and bring Mother back..."

……

In the dormitory, Yang Ruoqing made a bowl of honey water for each of the two children. After they finished drinking, she stuffed a cotton handkerchief to absorb sweat from their backs.

The two little ones seemed to be enjoying being taken care of by their mother, their little mouths chattering incessantly on either side of Yang Ruoqing.

They talked about delivering sugarcane to Sister Jiang Lan, and about practicing martial arts with their father, sharing all sorts of stories.

These things might seem childish and boring to adults, but Yang Ruoqing found them very interesting.

Not only did I not find it childish or boring, but I also found it particularly precious and meaningful.

Because this is something the child is willing to share with them, and the age at which children are willing to share things with their parents is probably only a few years.
As they grow up, especially during puberty, they may gradually become less inclined to share their secrets with their elders.

Yang Ruoqing sat there listening, her hands never stopping, wiping sweat from one person and tidying clothes for another.

Luo Fengtang leaned back on the soft couch, his arms behind his head, his gaze lazily falling on the mother and her two children, his eyes filled with deep affection.

After a long while, he suddenly got off the soft couch and said, "Alright, alright, that's enough. Let's go out and play!"

After sending the two little ones away, Yang Ruoqing turned around and scolded him, "They were staying in this room just fine, why did you have to chase them away?"

Luo Fengtang raised an eyebrow, "They stole my woman!"

"Huh?" Yang Ruoqing thought she had misheard. She stared into his eyes, and wow, his eyes were full of seriousness!

"You're actually jealous of your own son!"

"Why not? They are my sons, two little men. I have to be wary of this kind of crisis!"

Yang Ruoqing was both amused and exasperated; she was utterly speechless at him.

But someone seemed to feel wronged, and suddenly picked her up, turned her around and pressed her down on the soft couch, then pressed himself on top of her...

"What are you doing? In broad daylight, what if the children see you..."

"I've sent them away and closed the door. No one will bother us."

"But……"

"Don't hide! I don't even have a chance to touch you at night anymore. If you don't make it up to me during the day, I'm going to explode!"

Yang Ruoqing's head was buzzing when she finally understood what he meant.

The temperature has dropped sharply these past few days, and northerly winds are blowing; a heavy snowfall is clearly on its way.

The two little ones have been sleeping at Yang Ruoqing's place for the past few nights, the mother and the three of them sharing one big quilt, while Luo Fengtang sleeps on a soft couch by himself.