Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 12032

New Year's Eve is the night of the year when everyone hopes time will pass the slowest, yet it seems to fly by the fastest.

After Yang Ruoqing and the others had been sitting at the Sun family's house for a while, Yang Huazhou's voice calling for Yang Huazhong from the outer courtyard reached the Sun family's house.

"Fifth Brother is calling me, I'll go check it out." Yang Huazhong put down his teacup, got up, and went to the courtyard gate.

Yang Huazhou said, "Third Brother, Dad is here. He wants to discuss something with us brothers."

"Huh? Where is Dad?" Yang Huazhong asked.

Yang Huazhou said, "Our father is in the second room. I'll go and call Fourth Brother, Yongzhi, Yongjin, Yongqing, and Kang. We'll talk things over in the second room."

Yang Huazhong nodded: "Okay, I'll tell them and head over to the second room now."

Soon, Yang Huazhong returned to the main room of the Sun family and told Old Sun and the others what had happened.

Old Sun was a very sensible old man, and he quickly waved to Yang Huazhong: "You should go now!"

Old Sun then looked at Yang Ruoqing and Luo Fengtang and said, "If you have things to do, then go ahead and do them. It's enough that you've kept me company for so long tonight!"

Young people have their own things to do; you can't keep them cooped up in front of an old man like me forever.

Luo Fengtang smiled slightly, "No rush, Grandpa, it's nothing."

But Yang Ruoqing had to leave because she suddenly felt unwell, and judging by the dates, it should be her period.

"I have to go back now, I have something to do." Yang Ruoqing stood up and smiled apologetically at Old Sun. "Grandpa, come visit me later if you have time."

"Okay, you go ahead and do your thing, I'll be there in a bit," Old Sun said.

Yang Ruoqing glanced at Luo Fengtang again, and Luo Fengtang also stood up: "Then let's go together."

As for the children, never mind them; Ping An and Ling Lan will go with them.

"Qing'er, what's wrong? Why are you in such a hurry? Didn't we say we'd spend more time with Grandpa tonight?" Luo Fengtang asked, puzzled, as they left the main room of the Sun family's house.

Yang Ruoqing pointed to her lower abdomen: "My stomach is a little... you know."

"What? Did you eat something bad last night? Or did you drink some cold air?" Luo Fengtang asked again.

Yang Ruoqing smiled and shook her head, then made a hand gesture.

Luo Fengtang understood immediately.

"I'll carry you!" He stretched out his long arms and picked her up horizontally. With each long stride, he took two or three steps more than Yang Ruoqing!

"What are you doing? It's not like I can't walk by myself. People will laugh if they see us." Yang Ruoqing was surprised for a moment, and when she came to her senses, she found herself being carried by him at a brisk pace.

"Walking by yourself is too much trouble; I can carry you much faster." Luo Fengtang showed no intention of putting her down. "No one will dare laugh; I'm carrying my own wife!"

It's perfectly natural and right to hug your own wife; others can only be envious!
Well, Yang Ruoqing resigned herself to her fate. To be honest, being carried by him was indeed faster and more comfortable. Before, when she walked on her own, she felt wet and sticky, which was a terrible feeling.

Upon entering the Luo family courtyard, instead of passing through the main hall, Luo Fengtang carried Yang Ruoqing directly to the backyard via the covered walkway on the right.

Rong Gu and Shao Yao happened to come out and saw this scene. Shao Yao was about to speak when Rong Gu quickly covered her mouth.

Only after Luo Fengtang carried Yang Ruoqing away did Rong Gu let go of her hand.

Peony took a few deep breaths and asked Ronggu in confusion, "Why didn't you let me greet the General and his wife just now?"

Rong Gu then withdrew her gaze, glaring helplessly at Shaoyao, "You really don't understand anything! Didn't you see that the General and Madam have important matters to attend to?"

Important business? What important business could you possibly need to do so late at night? Isn't tonight New Year's Eve?
Seeing Peony's forehead covered with greetings, Rong Gu was both amused and exasperated. She gently poked Peony's forehead.

"You're really quite dense. Don't you think some things between husband and wife are important?"

After this prompting, Peony immediately understood, and her face flushed red.

"The general walked so fast... He and his wife have such a good relationship!" After realizing what she meant, Peony couldn't help but sigh.

They are parents of several children, and even have a granddaughter, but the couple's relationship is still as sweet as newlyweds.

Rong Gu also agreed wholeheartedly. She turned to Shao Yao and instructed, "Although the General and his wife treat us like family and believe that all people are equal, that is their kindness and open-mindedness. But we can't get carried away. We must always remember our duty. We are servants, and our task is to serve the master's family well. Do you understand?"

Peony suppressed all other emotions on her face, leaving only seriousness. She nodded and said, "Ronggu, don't worry. I will always remember that it was Madam who brought us out of the hands of those slave traders and gave us such a peaceful life. I will repay Madam and her family!"

Ronggu nodded in relief: "In the future, one of you and Linglan will definitely have to marry with Miss. When you do, you must be careful and prudent in serving Miss and her husband."

Peony nodded again, feeling a great responsibility on her shoulders.

"I will serve Miss well and become her eyes and ears in the inner quarters, preventing other women from having designs on our son-in-law!"

"Hmm, not bad!"

"By the way, Ronggu, what about you? Aren't you going to be part of Miss's dowry?"

Rong Gu shook her head, "I don't know either. It depends on what Madam, the Old Madam, and Miss think at that time."

"If I am needed as part of your dowry, I will certainly do so without hesitation."

But deep down, Rong Gu didn't really want to go to Huguang County as part of her dowry. She had grown accustomed to life in Changping Village over the years, and she had become used to the Luo family as her final resting place. She had become familiar with everyone in the Luo family, the guards in the courtyard, and even her neighbors and many of the village women. She didn't want to move to another place.

Moreover, she wants to continue spending time with her two young masters, Tuantuan and Yuanyuan, and watch them grow up.

Of course, if the lady needs her to accompany Miss to her husband's family to assist her in managing the household affairs, she will do so without hesitation.

……

Yang Ruoqing could never have imagined that their hurried journey would stir up so many thoughts and feelings in Rong Gu and Shaoyao, as well as their confusion and obedience about the future.

Back in her dorm room, she immediately grabbed a change of clothes and toiletries and went into the bathroom.

When she came out of the bathhouse feeling refreshed, Luo Fengtang walked over with a teacup in his hand.

"Qing'er, drink this first."

"This is... brown sugar water?" "Yes, it has ginger, brown sugar, red dates, and goji berries. It's good for replenishing qi and blood," he said.

"Wow, you've improved! You even understand these things now, not bad!"

Luo Fengtang loved hearing Yang Ruoqing praise him the most; it gave him a greater sense of accomplishment than winning a battle.

Yang Ruoqing smiled when she saw Luo Fengtang's smile, which even an AK couldn't suppress. She then praised, "My Tangya is really amazing. He's good at both academics and martial arts, especially when it comes to taking care of women. He's become a natural at it all. He's practically an all-around good husband!"

Luo Fengtang smiled as he looked at Yang Ruoqing's smacking lips, wishing he could give her a kiss.

This little mouth of yours is so sweet to talk to, please say more, my dear wife, everything you say is something I love to hear.

However, Yang Ruoqing didn't continue speaking because she was busy drinking the brown sugar water in her hand.

"Mmm...delicious, delicious!" She took two sips, her eyes narrowing in enjoyment, and gave Luo Fengtang a thumbs up: "As expected of my man, this sugar water is perfectly made, with just the right amount of sweetness and temperature, a perfect score!"

Luo Fengtang felt as if his bones had become two ounces lighter, and the praise made him feel tingly and numb all over, as if he could almost fly!

"Honey, look, I also prepared this for you."

Luo Fengtang strode over to the bed and took out a hot water bottle from under the covers.

"Wow, you've already prepared all this? You're such a thoughtful friend to women!"

"Hehe, I'm not a friend of women, I belong to you alone, I'm only close to you."

I only put in so much effort for you.

"The hot water bottle is very useful, I like it very much." Yang Ruoqing sat down, holding a cup of brown sugar water in one hand and placing the hot water bottle against her abdomen with the other, making her feel warm all over, inside and out.

"After you drink the sugar water, go to bed early. It's cold at night, so don't go to the front yard to keep watch over us," Luo Fengtang instructed Yang Ruoqing.

Yang Ruoqing thought for a moment and shook her head: "It's New Year's Eve tonight. I don't want to go to bed early. I can do it. I can come back to rest after I finish eating dumplings with my uncle and aunt to celebrate the New Year."

“If that’s what you think… then I won’t stop you. But you have to promise me that when we get to the main room in the front yard, you have to sit in the fire pit. You can’t get cold now, or you’ll get a stomachache.”

"Okay, I'll do as you say, I'll sit in the fire tub."

……

An hour later, the two little brothers, Tuanyuan, could no longer hold on and were taken back to their room to sleep by Linglan and Shaoyao.

Luo the blacksmith, Wang Cuilian, Yang Ruoqing, Luo Fengtang, and Luo Wuyou sat down at the octagonal table in the main room, and Rong Gu brought a large plate of steaming dumplings to the table.

"This year, we made two kinds of dumplings for staying up late on New Year's Eve: one with pickled cabbage and pork filling, and the other with chives and vermicelli filling, just to mark the occasion!" Wang Cuilian said with a smile to the rest of her family.

Everyone nodded in agreement. Luo Wuyou smiled and said, "It's fine as long as it's appropriate for the occasion. I ate too much at the New Year's Eve dinner, and my stomach is still bloated."

We made too many dumplings for the New Year's Eve dinner, and we really can't eat them all. Besides, if we force ourselves to eat them, we might not be able to sleep well at night.

If you drink cold air, you'll feel even worse at night, especially since the elderly and children can't digest it and are prone to indigestion.

This is why the family eats dumplings while staying up late on New Year's Eve, but deliberately lets Tuanyuan go to sleep early—it's to avoid them getting indigestion and feeling unwell.

"Qing'er, why are you all eating chive and vermicelli dumplings? Have some pickled cabbage and pork dumplings!" Wang Cuilian quickly noticed that Yang Ruoqing was only eating vegetarian dumplings and not meat dumplings.

“Yes, didn’t Qing’er always like sauerkraut and pork filling?” Luo the blacksmith was also surprised.

Let alone dumplings with sauerkraut and pork filling, sauerkraut stewed pork, sauerkraut stewed fish, sauerkraut stir-fried beef, sauerkraut and sliced ​​pork soup... These used to be Qing'er's favorite dishes, so why doesn't she like sauerkraut tonight?
Faced with the caring inquiries from her two elders, Yang Ruoqing was a little embarrassed to tell them the real reason.

I wonder if other women feel the same way: I usually love eating meat, but during my period, I really don't want to eat any meat.

I just want to eat something light and refreshing, or sweet pastries, or hot milk tea.

These sauerkraut and pork dumplings for staying up late on New Year's Eve were clearly ordered by Yang Ruoqing herself, but now that they're on the table, she hasn't eaten a single one. How can this not arouse suspicion from others?
Even Rong Gu was a little nervous, because she and Shao Yao had made these dumplings together. Could it be that they didn't taste good?
"No, no, I actually really like dumplings with sauerkraut and pork filling." Yang Ruoqing didn't want them to worry, misunderstand, or get nervous, so she quickly put down her chopsticks and explained.

"I was out visiting relatives for the New Year and drank some cold air, so I don't dare to eat meat dumplings right now, for fear of worsening my condition," she added.

Luo Fengtang also raised his head and said, "That's right. I just made ginger and brown sugar water for Qing'er to drink. She really shouldn't eat dumplings with pickled cabbage and pork filling."

"Tang Yazi, then you can eat a few more for me."

"it is good!"

So that's what happened. Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, and Ronggu also breathed a sigh of relief.

Wang Cuilian then turned her attention to other matters, saying, "Qing'er, is your stomach hurting badly? Would you like to eat something else?"

Wang Cuilian deliberately pronounced the words "other things" with a lisp, and Yang Ruoqing understood what she meant. The "other things" she was referring to were actually medicine.

Isn't tonight Chinese New Year? The older woman is averse to the word "medicine," so she used something else instead. Those who know, know.

Yang Ruoqing smiled and shook her head: "It's alright, auntie, it's a minor problem. After drinking the sugar water, you'll feel better after a warm nap."

"That's good, that's good!" Wang Cuilian nodded repeatedly.

At this moment, the blacksmith Luo spoke up again: "Everyone stayed up late tonight to celebrate the New Year and must have been exhausted. Let's all sleep in a little longer tomorrow morning. Rong Gu, you should also cook breakfast a little later so that everyone can get some more sleep."

Ronggu smiled and nodded: "I understand, sir."

In another room, in the room of the sisters Mai Sui'er and Mai Li'er, the two sisters had taken a bath but were still not asleep.

The two of them sat at a small table by the bed, on which were two bowls piled high with dumplings.

Mai Li'er was eating the bowl with chive and vermicelli filling. She gave the bowl with sauerkraut and pork filling to her older sister Mai Sui'er, but Mai Sui'er kept stuffing meat filling into her younger sister's bowl.

After several unsuccessful attempts to refuse, Mai Li'er pressed down on her bowl with her chopsticks, looked up at her older sister Mai Sui'er, and couldn't help but laugh and cry.

"Sis, just eat yours. I'm really trying to lose weight, that's why I'm not eating minced meat. I'm not being polite!"

"Little sister, what nonsense are you talking about? You're not fat at all, and besides, you're still growing!"

"Sis, look at me, my arms are even thicker than yours, you eat it!"

Seeing that Mai Sui'er still wouldn't pick up her chopsticks, Mai Li'er said again, "Sister, we're living with the Luo family now, and we always eat our fill. We really don't need these meat dumplings. Just eat them, stop refusing. I can't stand this!"