Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 11944

In his words, being able to look at it but not eat it was too torturous.

Yang Ruoqing smiled, her hands slowly moving down his sharply defined jawline: "You've worked hard, you're the best and most wonderful husband in the world. Come on, let me treat you!"

One sentence instantly ignited the warmth in Luo Fengtang's eyes. Next, he proved to her with his actions that her praise was not wrong, and that he was the most amazing husband who would make her very happy!

That night, the north wind that had been blowing for two days finally stopped, but a heavy snowfall quietly drifted down onto the rooftops, treetops, walls, and ground in the yard while everyone was fast asleep...

When it snows outside, the temperature inside the house also drops noticeably.

Although there is a charcoal brazier in the bedroom to provide warmth for the room for 12 hours, it is impossible to completely seal the doors and windows for safety reasons. Therefore, any gaps allow cold air to seep in and gradually erode the warmth in the room.

Sure enough, in the middle of the night, Yang Ruoqing touched the faces and hands of her two children.

Well, Tuan Tuan's little face and nose were ice cold, and her round little feet weren't warm either.

Yang Ruoqing tucked the blankets around them again and again, but they still didn't feel comfortable.

At this moment, Luo Fengtang, who was sleeping on the soft couch opposite, turned over and got up. He tiptoed to the bedside, lifted the bed curtains, and asked in a low voice, "What's wrong? Are you not warm enough?"

Yang Ruoqing nodded and sat up. "It's snowing outside and the temperature is dropping. I'll go check if the charcoal brazier is out of flame."

"Stay in bed and don't get down. I'll go check on you."

Luo Fengtang turned around to check the two charcoal braziers in the room, and then heard the sound of him quietly adding charcoal into them.

After adding it, he turned around and found that Yang Ruoqing had also followed behind him and quietly got out of bed.

"Didn't I tell you to stay in bed? Why did you come down?" Luo Fengtang was very anxious when he saw that Yang Ruoqing was wearing only a light nightgown, and his tone even carried a hint of reproach.

Yang Ruoqing didn't think anything of it. "I'm just going to the bathroom to get up for a bit. It'll be quick."

Soon, Yang Ruoqing came out of the bathroom. She did not go back to the bed, but walked to the soft couch over there.

Luo Fengtang had already reached the bedside and was bending over to cover Yuanyuan with a blanket. This little one was notoriously restless in her sleep and loved to kick off the blankets.

Yang Ruoqing went to the bathroom for a short while, and the child has already kicked off the blankets twice.

Hearing the noise, he turned around and saw Yang Ruoqing tidying up his bedding on the soft couch, then carrying it in her arms and walking towards the big bed.

"What are you going to do?" Luo Fengtang asked, puzzled.

Yang Ruoqing said, "Take Tuantuan and Yuanyuan over there."

"Why move them both?" Luo Fengtang asked again.

Yang Ruoqing rolled her eyes at him: "You're so stupid, didn't you see I brought your belongings over?"

Luo Fengtang was overjoyed: "Qing'er, you mean... I... I can sleep on this bed too?"

"Silly boy, this was originally our bed!" Yang Ruoqing said with a smile. "I 'kicked' you out before because the two little ones have grown up and don't sleep well at night. If there are four of us in one bed, no one can sleep soundly."

"Don't just stand there like an idiot. I'm still holding the blanket and waiting. Hurry up and move those two over there." Yang Ruoqing smiled and winked at Luo Fengtang, reminding him again.

Luo Fengtang snapped out of his daze and saw Yang Ruoqing wearing only a shirt and trousers. Without further hesitation, he quickly got to work.

Soon, the two children were moved to a designated spot and were still sleeping soundly.

Yang Ruoqing laid out Luo Fengtang's bedding for him and then put a pillow under him.

"Okay, you can go to bed now."

"You've worked hard, Qing'er. It's so good to have a wife." Luo Fengtang lay down in his bedding roll and couldn't help but sigh comfortably.

"How is it? The big bed is definitely more comfortable than the soft couch, right?" Yang Ruoqing got into bed and asked with a smile.

Luo Fengtang nodded, and just as Yang Ruoqing was about to crawl inside after lifting the bedding rolls of the two children, he suddenly grabbed her arm from behind.

"What is it now?" Yang Ruoqing turned her head and asked.

Luo Fengtang lifted a corner of his blanket, patted it, and said in a deep voice, "Come sleep here."

Yang Ruoqing weighed the size of the bedding. She used to sleep in the same bedding roll as him without any problem, but was she really worried about the size of the bedding roll? Absolutely not!
"The two children are older now, and some things... it's not good if they get caught!" Yang Ruoqing's voice was very low, soft, and soft, like a mosquito humming. She lowered her head, too embarrassed to look at Luo Fengtang.

"Hey, what are you worrying about? Do you think I'm the kind of reckless man who can't control himself?" He smiled helplessly, put his long arm around her, and led her into his bedding roll, then wrapped the blanket tightly around them both.

"Don't worry, I'll just hold you while I sleep, I promise I won't do anything."

"You said it yourself!"

"Yes, I said, go to sleep, go to sleep."

"Okay." Yang Ruoqing turned to the side, and Luo Fengtang put his arm around her waist and pulled her back into his arms.

Yang Ruoqing: ...

She could tell that even though she said she wouldn't do anything.

“It’s a normal reaction, Qing’er, you know what I mean.” He whispered in her ear, his voice tinged with amusement, seemingly enjoying her shy, reserved, and somewhat timid demeanor.

In the past, Yang Ruoqing would definitely have launched a "last-ditch counterattack" to regain her dignity.

Isn't that...? Their two sons are right there too. They're both three years old now. Yuanyuan is a little slower to develop cognitively, but Tuantuan is a little adult, a little genius. He knows a lot of things, which is beyond Yang Ruoqing's expectations.

"You'd better behave yourself, our little darling, you're so smart!" Yang Ruoqing gently pinched Luo Fengtang's restless waist in bed and whispered a warning to him.

The next second, Luo Fengtang became obedient. He hadn't really planned to do anything to her; he was just teasing her.

"Okay, stop fooling around, let's go to sleep. It'll be warmer to sleep close together in winter," he said.

Yang Ruoqing felt the same way. Before, when she slept with her two children, she always felt it wasn't very warm and had to get up several times a night to check the charcoal brazier.

Being held in Luo Fengtang's arms while sleeping felt like sleeping right next to a charcoal brazier; it was indeed warm and comfortable.

You can even hear the gentle sound of snowflakes falling outside. Sleeping in this atmosphere is truly a unique experience.

The family of four slept soundly through the night.

In the morning, Yang Ruoqing was still asleep when she vaguely heard the two little ones talking. "Why did Dad come up?"

Why do Mother and Father share the same bedding roll?

Then Luo Fengtang woke up, and the three of them spoke in hushed tones. Yang Ruoqing couldn't hear clearly, but she vaguely thought she heard Luo Fengtang telling the two of them to be quiet and let their mother sleep a little longer.

Then, I heard words like "sweeping snow" and "building a snowman".

After a rustling sound of someone getting dressed, the room fell silent again. Yang Ruoqing turned over in bed, wrapped herself in the blankets, and continued to dream.

In her dream, she seemed to return to the time when she had just transmigrated to this world. It was also winter that year, and the third branch of the family had just separated from the old Yang family house. Although they lived a poor life, the family was content.

That winter, in the twelfth lunar month, the north wind blew and it snowed. In her dream, she and Luo Fengtang sold their first batch of tofu for a good price. One night in the twelfth lunar month, Yang Huazhong and Sun Shi prepared good meat and wine and sent Yang Ruoqing to the Luo family's old house to invite Luo the blacksmith and Luo Fengtang to come over for dinner.

Before dinner, at Sun's instruction, Yang Ruoqing took Luo Fengtang to the next room to measure his shoe size. The moment the shoes were taken off his feet, she saw that inside his worn-out shoes were socks riddled with holes, and his feet were frozen blue. At that moment, tears streamed down her face uncontrollably...

"Qing'er, Qing'er, what's wrong? Qing'er, wake up..." Luo Fengtang's voice suddenly appeared in Yang Ruoqing's ear.

Yang Ruoqing slowly opened her eyes and saw Luo Fengtang right in front of her. His hand was supporting her head, and his rough thumb was gently stroking the tear stains on Yang Ruoqing's cheek.

"What's wrong? Did you have a nightmare?" Luo Fengtang asked softly.

Yang Ruoqing tilted her head slightly and gently rubbed her face against Luo Fengtang's palm, like a docile cat rubbing against its owner's hand.

"No, it wasn't a nightmare. It was a dream that took me back to the past, reminding me of the time when we first met..."

Luo Fengtang breathed a sigh of relief; at least it wasn't a nightmare.

He sat down on the edge of the bed, picked up Yang Ruoqing, and let her head rest on his lap.

“I often think back to those days when I’m quiet.”

"Whenever I think back on it, I realize that the life I have now is something I never dared to dream of before."

"I still remember that year when you helped me measure my shoe size. My shoes and socks were so dirty and smelly, I was so afraid of bothering you, but you didn't mind at all, and even made me new shoes and socks..."

"So you still remember? I thought I was the only one who did."

"Silly girl, how could I not remember? Even if I die one day, I will never forget!"

"Pah, pah, pah! Don't say such unlucky things! We're all destined to live to be a hundred years old, have you forgotten? We've all broken through to the next level!"

"Yes, we want to live to be a hundred years old, let's all live to be a hundred years old!"

"Hey, it's already broad daylight? Where are the children?" Yang Ruoqing got up and found that the two children were no longer in bed. Outside, although the windows were closed, bright light was seeping in through the window paper, making it brighter than in the past few days.

“The snow outside is very thick. I wanted you to sleep a little longer, so I went out to shovel snow for the two of them.”

"Later, Ping An and Xing Wang came and said that Xiao Sanzi and Yong Xiao had come looking for them, so everyone went to the front yard to build a snowman."

"Are you wearing enough? Don't catch a cold," Yang Ruoqing asked.

“You’re wearing quite a lot of clothes. Linglan is with you, helping to add or remove layers and wipe away sweat as needed,” Luo Fengtang said.

"That's good. By the way, have you had breakfast yet?" she asked again.

"They've all eaten, it's just the two of us left."

"I didn't eat because I slept in. What about you? What's going on with you?" Yang Ruoqing looked him over. "Could it be... you were waiting for me?" Luo Fengtang smiled and gently pinched her nose. "You guessed that? How are you feeling now? Are you awake? Or do you want to sleep a little longer?"

If he wanted to sleep a little longer, he would go to the kitchen in the backyard and ask Rong Gu to keep the breakfast warm.

"I'm awake now, getting ready to wash up! Then we'll go have breakfast together." Yang Ruoqing sat up, getting ready to get dressed.

Luo Fengtang immediately sprang into action, saying, "Wife, let me help you."

……

To Yang Ruoqing's surprise, Luo Fengtang prepared for her breakfast today: stir-fried cabbage with tofu dregs that had been covered in snow.

It contained a handful of chili powder and salt and pepper. This dish was Yang Ruoqing's absolute favorite.

It can be eaten as a main dish or served as a side dish with porridge. Tofu dregs are not very flavorful on their own, but they become especially delicious with the addition of salt, pepper and chili powder.

The snow-covered cabbage brings out its natural sweetness. The combination of these two ingredients creates the most perfect flavor, offering a feast for the taste buds.

"Qing'er, I know you like to eat vegetables and tofu dregs, but you can't eat them all the time. Come on, try this braised egg, as well as the braised tripe and the braised dried tofu. The egg was sent by my mother-in-law, the tripe is from the cattle on Duo'er's pasture, and the dried tofu is made in our family's tofu shop."

"Then... what about the braising liquid? Where did you buy the braising liquid?" Yang Ruoqing asked while eating.

"The braising liquid... I won't talk about it yet, you can eat it first," Luo Fengtang said.

"Alright, you're being mysterious to me at night. Fine, I'll try it and see if it tastes authentic."

Yang Ruoqing picked up a piece of braised tripe and took a bite... her eyes immediately lit up.

"How is it? Is it alright?" Luo Fengtang asked, his eyes fixed on Yang Ruoqing.

Yang Ruoqing nodded repeatedly and ate the remaining piece of tripe in a few bites.

"This is so delicious! With this braising sauce, this tripe has a soul!"

"Really? Is it really that delicious?" Luo Fengtang was somewhat incredulous at Yang Ruoqing's praise. "I want to try it too!"

He picked up a piece of tripe and ate it. Hmm, it was indeed good, fragrant and spicy, and went very well with rice.

"Where did this braising liquid come from? Can we reveal the answer now?"

"I made it, hehe." Luo Fengtang was a little embarrassed. He made it on a whim today. The inspiration came from a dish he had eaten by chance when he was in the army. The chef of that dish was from Sichuan. When Luo Fengtang ate that dish, his first reaction was that he wished he could kidnap the chef and take him back to Changping Village to make delicious Sichuan food for Qing'er.

"Wow, my Tang Ya Zi is so amazing!" Yang Ruoqing was even more surprised. She tried a few more bites of other braised dishes, and they tasted better and better. Her eyes were shining with delight as she ate, and her face was full of ecstasy.

Luo Fengtang was stunned. "Qing'er, don't you have any doubts at all?"

Although his wife's praise made Luo Fengtang feel extremely comfortable, almost to the point of being in heaven, it greatly satisfied his vanity and sense of self-worth, making him feel that he, as a husband, had suddenly become exceptionally remarkable.