Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 11964

“The author has been very kind and fond of our family, so we should not worry. Just live well, live the same way we lived before, and be happy every day. I believe that the author created us to fulfill her dream and will not wrong us because we represent herself.”

Now, the remaining half of Yang Ruoqing's mind was completely cleared up by Luo Fengtang.

All the negative things that had been bothering her before were swept away.

"You're right. How come I didn't know to use this reverse thinking to deduce the author's meaning?"

"No one would wrong themselves. Even if I write my own stories, the protagonists I create will inevitably bear my shadow. I create them so that they can show off, fulfill their dreams, and achieve what I cannot in the real world, fulfill my wishes, and meet the lover I cannot meet..."

"How could I possibly play a prank on purpose? Unless I'm mentally unstable or sick!"

"By the way, I also heard from Mai Li'er that this author has been writing this book for almost 10 years, and has been writing it every day. He has only missed one day during this period."

"And that day, the rumor was that the author had a fight with her real-life husband and almost got a divorce, which is why she stopped updating for a day. The reason for the break was that the author ran away from home and forgot to take her computer with her. The drafts were on her computer, so she stopped updating. The next day, she got her computer back, and even though she and her husband were living apart, she continued to upload articles, keeping our world going and turning. It seems that she is not only dedicated to her work, but also truly puts most of her emotions into us..."

Luo Fengtang was also shocked and moved when he heard these words.

He hugged Yang Ruoqing tighter and gently kissed her hair. "That's why she created 'me' and 'us' in her writing. If we are happy, she will be happy too, because she wants us and our children to be happy. We are the lucky ones who are blessed by her."

Yang Ruoqing nodded vigorously, letting out a long sigh of relief as she nestled in Luo Fengtang's arms. "To be honest, I really do feel sorry for her, and I'm also very grateful to her."

“I will continue on my path, following the story she gave me, doing what I want to do, living for myself, and living for her to see.”

"That's more like it! That's my Qing'er!"

Luo Fengtang cupped her face and gently wiped away her tears. Seeing her tear-stained eyelashes and slightly red eyes, Luo Fengtang felt a pang of heartache.

Suddenly, Yang Ruoqing raised another question: "Tang Yazi, if that's the case, is it possible that your current affection for me is all just part of the script?"

"If one day the author suddenly falls in love with someone else, will you immediately abandon me?"

Luo Fengtang pondered the question carefully.

If he had answered without hesitation or thought, Yang Ruoqing might have been genuinely upset, feeling that he was just following a script, like an NPC with implanted emotions, and was obligated to love her unconditionally.

But seeing him deep in thought, Yang Ruoqing felt somewhat relieved.

"Qing'er, if my character was created by the author, then the many places I've been, the people I've met, and the events I've experienced are all the author's design and arrangement. However, I believe that over the years, my character has developed its own thoughts and consciousness, and its own emotions."

"In other words, my character is already formed, and the author can't just arbitrarily change my thoughts and preferences or alter my choices with a simple turn of the pen,"

"To put it simply, I now have my own ideas. When the author writes the later plot, my personality and choices will take precedence. If I, Luo Fengtang, bring back a woman for no reason one day and fall madly in love with that woman, then I can tell you clearly that the Luo Fengtang standing in front of you is no longer the real me."

"You could have easily stabbed me. Remember what I told you today!"

Yang Ruoqing was already in tears. She raised her hand and covered Luo Fengtang's mouth, "Alright, I understand your feelings. Don't say anything more."

"Me too. Even if the author arranges for another man to come into my life, the real me will only choose to refuse. No matter the reason, I will never betray our relationship."

"If I'm ever betrayed, you can kill me too, because that's not the real me. I'd rather self-destruct than let the author interfere with our love! There can't be a third person!"

……

Yang Ruoqing didn't know what happened next in the novel, because neither did Mai Li'er.

She accidentally transmigrated into the book while reading the latest chapter about the Mai sisters, so Mai Li'er was just as clueless as Yang Ruoqing about the plot developments.

Now, the two of them have become partners holding hands in this novel. They are both cautious and stick together for warmth, praying that the author will be rational and not arbitrarily arrange things.

While Mai Li'er was filled with worry, Yang Ruoqing, thanks to Luo Fengtang's heartfelt conversation and the promises they made to each other, enjoyed a few good meals and a good night's sleep. Seeing everything around her as normal, Yang Ruoqing felt as if she had just woken up from a dream, a feeling of relief that she had been through a false alarm.

She told herself that she should stop worrying unnecessarily. She had been living like this for more than 20 years, whether in books or in reality. In any case, every day was real for her.

So, live your life the same way you did before.

On the third night of imprisoning Mai Lao Er and Tie Shi.

Yang Huazhong and Sun were having dinner at the Luo family's house. Because of the poor health of Luo the blacksmith, the Luo family had already rented out the fishpond last year.

In the days leading up to the Lunar New Year, the fishpond was being drained to catch fish, and the villagers who rented the fishpond delivered several large fish to the Luo family in advance.

They gave us five or six grass carp weighing around ten pounds each, two bighead carp weighing seven or eight pounds each, and several pounds of yellow catfish, shrimp, and other things.

Yang Ruoqing and Wang Cuilian discussed it and decided to clean out all five or six large grass carp, and rub half of them with salt to make dried and smoked fish.

The other half is marinated with fermented rice, chili powder, glutinous rice, apples, etc., then sealed in a jar to make glutinous rice fish.

The Luo family sent one of the two bighead carp to the Sun family.

Half of the yellow catfish and half of the shrimp were given out, and Ping An delivered the lively fish and shrimp directly to Xiao Duo and the others at the grassland.

The rest are kept in the pond at home, to be eaten slowly by Tuan Tuan and Yuan Yuan.

So, the Luo family planned to stew the remaining seven or eight-pound bighead carp in one pot that night, adding three pounds of tofu. They said, "The tofu must be cooked a thousand times, the fish ten thousand times," and invited Yang Huazhong and Sun from next door to come and eat together. As it turned out, Yang Huaming and Liu, drawn by the aroma, also came over. Seeing this, Luo the blacksmith didn't mind adding another pair of chopsticks and simply went to the old house to fetch Old Yang as well.

So tonight in the Luo family's dining hall, on the charcoal stove in the middle, there is a large cast iron pot as big as a washbasin, with bighead carp stewed with tofu inside.

Cornbread was placed next to the pot, and around the large iron pot and fish were plates of vegetables ready to be cooked in the broth.

For example, tofu skin, vibrant green spinach, freshly washed bean sprouts, thinly sliced ​​potatoes and lotus root, and even quail eggs that Tuan Tuan and Yuan Yuan all love to eat...

The Luo family now has a larger population, including not only Rong Gu and Ping An who help manage household affairs, but also secret guards.

Now that the sisters Mai Sui'er and Mai Li'er have been added, the Luo family now eats in two separate systems.

The Luo family members and their relatives and friends eat in one system, while the secret guards, Rong Gu, and Mai Li'er eat in another.

In the backyard, a kitchen and dining hall were added, so that eating on both sides would not conflict. The Luo family never skimped on the ingredients that Rong Gu and the guards needed for their daily meals, and chicken, duck, fish, meat and various fresh foods were supplied regularly.

Xingwang would regularly drive his horse-drawn cart to the market in town to buy groceries. But recently, with the cold weather and heavy snow, it's inconvenient to go shopping. So, the few reliable vegetable vendors in the market deliver fresh ingredients to the village and to the Luo family's backyard every morning...

At the dinner table, everyone ate the steaming hot fish and the tofu soaked in the fish soup, and the feeling was incredibly satisfying.

Even though there was still snow on the ground in the yard outside, and the water was still freezing at night, sitting around the table in the warm dining hall, eating hot food made my blood flow smoothly, and I was sweating profusely, so much so that I took off my cotton-padded coat and draped it over the back of the chair.

As everyone ate and chatted, the conversation turned to the Mai sisters.

Wang Cuilian began praising Mai Sui'er: "Mai Sui'er is such a diligent little girl. She has been following Rong Gu these past two days and has learned all the things about the inner quarters of the house. Now she manages the household chores quite well."

The blacksmith nodded repeatedly: "She's a quick and efficient young girl who's very attentive to her work."

Yang Ruoqing said, "Maisui is quite good. She is only 10 years old and already knows how to do needlework. I heard that she learned it from the aunties and grandmas in the neighborhood. Tie Shi would never teach her."

"As soon as she learned needlework, Tie immediately instructed her to make shoes and socks for the other three children."

A pair of shoes must be made every three to five days, and during this process, housework cannot be neglected.

If Mai Sui'er can't do it, then what awaits her is a meal of "bamboo shoots stir-fried with pork" from the Tie family.

"What a pitiful child! That Tie family is a real scoundrel!" Wang Cuilian began to curse.

Sun smiled and said, "Those two sisters aren't so pitiful. It's a blessing in their lives that they're staying at your Luo family's place now."

Wang Cuilian nodded: "Maisui is indeed good, and she is gentle. But I think Maili and her sister are not like they were born of the same parents. Maili is very clever, and with that personality, she will probably not suffer any losses in the future."

Wang Cuilian's words sound like she's praising Mai Li for being individualistic, opinionated, and bold.

But only Yang Ruoqing knew that the old lady still hadn't fully recovered from what happened by the pool that day.

Yuanyuan couldn't beat Mailier and was defeated by Mailier. Then she took her anger out on her brother Tuantuan, punching him on the forehead and leaving two bruises that only faded in the last two days.

As for Yuanyuan, because she hit her brother Tuantuan, she inevitably got punished by Yang Ruoqing and was forced to kneel down.

In the end, Wang Cuilian felt sorry for both her eldest and youngest grandsons, but as a grandmother, she would never blame her youngest grandson for hitting her eldest grandson, nor would she dare to blame her daughter-in-law for disciplining her youngest grandson.

So, whenever this heartache wells up in their hearts, what else can the old man do? He must get annoyed with the wheat grains!

Although Yang Ruoqing explained to her privately that Mai Li'er meant well by not letting Yuan Yuan play in the water and didn't punish Yuan Yuan much, it was Yuan Yuan who got angry because she was not as skilled as others and picked on the weak. Tuan Tuan shouldn't have stirred up trouble and made sarcastic remarks, which was asking for a beating.

So punishing the two boys is not a bad thing at all. Besides, boys are tough and thick-skinned, so this punishment is nothing to them. Please, Auntie, don't take your anger out on Mai Li'er anymore.

Despite Yang Ruoqing's detailed explanation, Wang Cuilian also stated that she knew in her heart that this matter had nothing to do with Mailier, and that Mailier meant well.

But you know how it is with older people; they love their grandparents more than their grandchildren, so this feeling is understandable.

Now that she's at the dinner table, if she wants to say a few words, let her say a few words; Yang Ruoqing will just pretend she didn't hear them.

Anyway, after a few words, it will pass. Besides, Yang Ruoqing has already made arrangements with Mai Li'er. Her adult soul is hidden in the body of a 6-year-old child, and her martial arts skills are quite good. I heard that her parents sent her to learn martial arts when she was young, and she later got into a prestigious school.

It can be said that Mai Li'er is a modern person who is both academically and athletically gifted, and has a sound moral compass. Yang Ruoqing entrusting her two children to her care and education is equivalent to hiring a tutor for the two children. How wonderful!
Yuanyuan, in particular, often acts mischievously towards Yang Ruoqing, pretending to comply while secretly going against her.

If Mai Li'er can subdue him and help him improve, Yang Ruoqing will only be grateful to Mai Li'er.

As for Wang Cuilian, seeing Mai Li'er's treatment of Yuan Yuan in the future might cause the old lady even more dissatisfaction and heartache.

At that time, Yang Ruoqing will continue to work on the elderly person's mindset.

"Qing'er, are Old Man Mai and his wife being released tonight? Should we send them home to sleep, or tomorrow morning?"

Yang Huazhong, who was sitting opposite Yang Ruoqing, suddenly looked up and asked. The steam rising from the iron pot on the table was like a curtain of mist, making people's faces a little blurry.

However, Yang Ruoqing's answer was very clear and resolute: "I keep my word. If I say three days, then three days is three days, not a single hour less."

Yang Huazhong immediately understood and nodded, "Okay, that's what I meant too, I just wanted to finalize it with you again."

(End of this chapter)