Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 12084

Although, in the eyes of others, he is the only legitimate son and eldest grandson of the Zuo family, the only grandson of his grandmother, and the only bloodline of his father.

There was neither a legal mother nor a concubine in the family, and the father didn't even have a maidservant.

The vast Zuo family fortune, all its resources and favors would fall on him alone, making him the envy and jealousy of many around him.

People might even marvel behind his back that he was born with a silver spoon in his mouth.

It is indeed true that he grew up spoiled by his grandmother and father.

but--

As a normal person, I grew up drifting on a small fishing boat with my mother and uncle, and then witnessed my birth mother die painfully in the cabin because she couldn't afford medicine for her illness, and my uncle was also unable to support me.

The other fishermen's children on the nearby water ostracized him, disliking him because he was an illegitimate child, and refused to play with him.

He grew up in a very lonely childhood, a period of poverty and solitude that lasted for nearly seven years.

Then one day a man with an extraordinary air came along. That man helped him with his mother's funeral arrangements, allowing her to be laid to rest with dignity.

The man then gave Jinling a considerable sum of money, and the uncle told Jinling, 'This man is your biological father. Go with him; it's better than drifting on the water with me. This is probably also your mother's wish.'

And so, Jinling came to Changping Village, but loneliness and isolation followed him like a shadow.

Even though he knew in his heart that his grandmother and father truly loved him, there was always a wall in his heart. He dared not and did not want to interact with the children of his age in Zuojiazhuang, or the children of the relatives that his grandmother had arranged to come and play with him.

Until that year when his father brought him to the Luo family and he met Luo Wuyou, her smile and eyes suddenly cracked a hole in the wall in his heart, and bright light leaked in from the crack, gradually dispelling the darkness in his heart.

In the days that followed, he was delighted every time he came into contact with her, as if an innate affinity drew him closer.

He couldn't speak until he was 7 years old, but he was willing to communicate with her in writing.

Gradually, his heart was filled with the warmth and sunshine she brought. He broke through the shackles of that inner wall, completely emerged from it, and became the normal person he is today.

She and her family made him feel so warm and at ease.

Especially at this moment, when Aunt Qing'er actually called him "son-in-law," he had a dazed feeling as if he were seeing his own birth mother.

His memories before the age of seven have gradually become blurred, and over the years he has almost forgotten what his birth mother's face looks like.

But tonight, at the third family's dinner table, after drinking a few cups of wine, the word "son-in-law" unexpectedly brought back fragments of memories that had been buried for many years.

He remembered that his birth mother's face was six or seven parts similar to Aunt Qing'er's!

That night, Zuo Jinling got completely drunk in the third room. This was the first time he had drunk so much since Yang Ruoqing and Luo Wuyou had known him, and he had even gotten drunk.

However, he was happy, because even as he fell into a deep sleep on the table, a satisfied smile remained on his lips...

"Forget it, I'm too lazy to take him back. Let him sleep in Feng'er's room tonight!" Luo Wuyou gently patted Zuo Jinling's face, but there was no reaction. Luo Wuyou could only shrug helplessly.

Xiao Hua smiled and said, "No problem, Feng'er's room has bedding ready, but judging from Jinling's condition, he'll probably need two people to help him up."

Yang Huazhong stood up: "I'll carry it across."

Luo Wuyou stopped Yang Huazhong directly: "No need, Grandpa, I'll do it."

Hearing this from the side, Mrs. Sun was surprised. "How can that be? You're just a young girl, how can you help her?"

Although Luo Wuyou was not short, being half a head taller than Yang Ruoqing, her figure was not that of a paper-thin girl, but rather a well-proportioned one.

Because she has been a martial arts practitioner since childhood, she looks very healthy and strong. However, she is not fat or muscular at all.

But he looks strong.

No matter how strong he was, it was no match for Zuo Jinling. At 15 years old, Zuo Jinling was already almost as tall as Zuo Junmo.

Although he was a lean boy, boys have strong bones, and his weight was something my granddaughter, a girl, couldn't bear.

“I’ll still let your grandpa come…” Sun said again.

Luo Wuyou tossed her high ponytail and twisted her wrists to loosen her muscles. "Don't worry, Grandma, I'm not some delicate little girl. I'm strong!"

Yang Ruoqing raised an eyebrow. "They certainly have their methods?"

The next second, Luo Wuyou arrived in front of Zuo Jinling, grabbed Zuo Jinling's arms with both hands, and with an over-the-shoulder throw, flung the taller Zuo Jinling onto his back.

He picked it up and strode off toward the backyard!
"Sister is amazing, that was a powerful blow!"

This scene stunned both the Fuwa mascots and the two little brothers who were reunited.

The little boy clapped his hands and followed behind, laughing and giggling, as they went to the backyard together.

Xiao Hua followed behind to make the bed.

Inside the main room, Yang Huazhong, Madam Sun, Yang Ruoqing, and He Lian'er were left looking at each other in bewilderment.

A moment later, Mrs. Sun came to her senses and couldn't stop smiling.

“My daughter is really strong; most boys aren’t as strong as her!” said Mrs. Sun.

He Lian'er said, "Like my brother-in-law, like father, like daughter!"

Yang Huazhong smiled broadly, his face full of honesty, relief, and pride: "He's not entirely like your brother-in-law; some of his features are more like your sister's."

Yang Ruoqing glanced at Yang Huazhong.

Well, in his eyes, his daughter's genes are the best, and his daughter's contribution to his grandchildren's excellence is number one, while his son-in-law has to take a backseat.

……

The next morning, Yang Ruoqing got up to drink tea while still half asleep and glanced at the daylight outside the window.

At this hour, Tang Yazi and the others should be busy with their final preparations. By all accounts, he and his uncle and aunt will probably not get home until before noon!

I'll sleep for another hour or so and then get up. After I get up, I'll tidy up my uncle and aunt's room and take out the bedding to air it out.

In addition, Ronggu and the others need to prepare a brazier to place at the entrance of the courtyard so that the three of them can step over it to enter.

This detail was something Wang Cuilian specifically told her when they returned from Zhoujia Village yesterday.

Moreover, when they had dinner at her parents' home last night, Madam Sun also gave Yang Ruoqing a reminder.

Yang Ruoqing remembered it. Regardless of the purpose of doing so or whether it would be useful, since the elders had solemnly reminded her, she would just do as they said.

……

When the sun was high in the sky, Ping An came to report, "Madam, the General, the Old Madam, and the Old Master are almost near the courtyard."

"They came back even faster than expected. Hurry up and bring the brazier over."

"Yes!" After a moment.

Luo the blacksmith and his companions entered the house without any problems.

Meanwhile, Yang Huazhong and Sun Shi, who had heard the commotion from the neighboring courtyard, came over. Da Sun Shi, Lao Sun Tou, and even Liu Shi, who was visiting the third branch of the family, also came to the Luo family.

"The blacksmith looks like he's aged ten years or so this time; his back is all hunched over!"

No one dared to say this to Luo the blacksmith's face, but everyone thought the same thing. However, Liu said it out loud.

Everyone nodded silently.

Sun said, "The blacksmith and his sister have a deep bond, and this injury is the most hurtful thing."

Yang Huazhong said, "Da'e is finally free. Everyone goes through that phase. We should look on the bright side."

Old Sun said, "Blacksmith, please accept my condolences and take good care of yourself. Even if you don't care about anything else, you still have to look after your children and grandchildren. I don't want them to worry about you!"

Faced with everyone's concern, Luo the blacksmith forced a few bitter smiles onto his haggard and aged face.

"Hey, thanks everyone for your concern, but this matter... it's easier said than done!"

"But don't worry, everyone, I'll figure it out. It's just that I'm a little hot-tempered right now, but it's alright, it's alright..."

Yang Ruoqing stepped out from the crowd and went to Luo the blacksmith's side, saying softly, "Uncle, clothes have been prepared for you in your room, and the bath water is ready. Why don't you go back to your room first to take a bath and change your clothes, and then we can have dinner?"

Luo the blacksmith looked down at his clothes. He had worn the same clothes he wore on the day he went to the Zhou family's house, and he hadn't changed them in many days.

She hasn't taken a shower either; she's probably in a terrible state.

"Okay, okay," Luo the blacksmith said several times, then turned to Yang Huazhong, Old Sun and the others and said, "You sit down and have some tea, I'll come back in a bit."

“We don’t need to say anything, Brother Blacksmith, you go ahead with your work,” Yang Huazhong and the others said.

Only then did the blacksmith Luo leave.

Wang Cuilian also greeted the others and left with Luo the blacksmith.

Luo Fengtang was no exception. They had all gone up the mountain this morning, so they definitely needed to take a shower and change from head to toe.

Yang Ruoqing invited Old Sun and the others to sit down in the main room, drink tea, and then they talked about the Zhou family's affairs for a while.

The focus was all on Luo the blacksmith.

After a few sighs and reflections, everyone left. Liu wanted to stay, but was "forcibly" taken away by Da Sun.

"Auntie, I don't want to leave! I want to stay in the Luo family and try to persuade Brother Blacksmith more..." Liu struggled, trying her best to defend herself.

Da Sun said, "Take my advice. Some things can't be resolved with words alone. You have to take it one step at a time to get through them."

"I'd like to talk to Sister Cuilian for a bit. I'll walk by myself later; it's not like I don't know the way back."

"Hey, Auntie, you should leave now. What they need right now is peace and quiet. They want the family to have a proper meal and rest behind closed doors!" Madam Sun was getting a little annoyed, but she didn't loosen her grip. She just wouldn't let Madam Liu slip away.

Finally, Yang Huazhong spoke.

"Fourth sister-in-law, come visit later. The blacksmith and his family haven't slept for several nights. Let them have a quiet meal and get some sleep! Be considerate!"

Ugh~
Liu awkwardly tugged at the corners of her mouth. Well, her 'understanding' had been labeled as being immature.

"Fine, fine, I'll leave, I'll leave. Just say less about me!"

They're all talking about me, as if they think I'm honest and kind. Seriously...

Yang Ruoqing watched them take Liu away with her own eyes; she neither tried to smooth things over nor tried to stop them.

She was even grateful for their understanding and foresight. If they hadn't forcibly taken Liu away, Yang Ruoqing would have suggested that Liu go play somewhere else first and come back later.

After all, the three people who have returned, especially Luo the blacksmith, are exhausted both mentally and physically.

No sooner had Yang Huazhong and his group left than Luo the blacksmith and his companions arrived one after another, having finished showering and changing their clothes. Luo Fengtang had even washed his hair, looking refreshed.

Meanwhile, at the main room's eight-immortal table, Yang Ruoqing was already setting out bowls and chopsticks with Rong Gu, while Tuantuan and Yuanyuan were being led by Shaoyao to wash their hands and faces in a small side room in preparation for dinner.

Looking at the main room, then at the empty courtyard in front of it, Luo the blacksmith asked in surprise, "Has everyone left?"

Yang Ruoqing nodded: "Yes, everyone had something to do, so they all left early. My grandpa and dad told you, Uncle, to take a good nap this afternoon, and then go over to their place to visit and chat after you wake up."

Luo the blacksmith nodded: "Okay, I will go."

Now when I'm alone, my mind is a mess, and I keep thinking about Da'e.

I need to go out for a walk, talk to other people, and distract myself. Otherwise, if I keep going like this, my body won't be able to take it, and I'll be a burden to the children.

"Have you washed your hands? Tuantuan, Yuanyuan, time to eat!" Yang Ruoqing turned her head and called out to the small side room again.

"Okay!"

Two children, holding their clean, fragrant little hands, ran into the main room.

Tuantuan went straight to Luo the blacksmith, saying, "I want to sit with Grandpa."

"Good, good," Luo the blacksmith said, putting his arm around Tuantuan's little shoulder. A glimmer of light finally appeared in the old man's dark eyes.

Yang Ruoqing and Luo Fengtang exchanged a quick glance, both of them greatly appreciating Tuantuan's heartwarming gesture.

This little guy knows how to handle things.

See? That immediately cheered up the blacksmith Luo a lot.

In contrast, Yuanyuan doesn't have the same delicate sensibilities as her brother. When talking about eating, she goes straight to the point about eating itself, without adding anything else that provides emotional value.

Haha, but that's good too, each has its own characteristics and its own merits.

"Everyone's hungry, let's eat." When Luo the blacksmith saw that he wasn't eating, no one else was either. Only Yuanyuan was impatient, but Yang Ruoqing forcibly suppressed his restless little hands with a look.

So the old man set an example by taking the first bite, and only then did the others pick up their chopsticks.

No one spoke much at the dinner table; everyone was lost in their own thoughts.

A large part of the reason was that I was exhausted; my eyelids were sore and sore, and I could still hear the crackling sound of firecrackers in my ears.

After finishing their meal, Yang Ruoqing handed the two children over to Rong Gu and the others, and quickly arranged for the other three to go back to their rooms to catch up on sleep.

Their eyes were all bloodshot, which was frightening to look at.

Throughout the afternoon, the front gate of the Luo family's courtyard remained tightly closed, refusing visitors. When Peony and the others were sweeping the backyard, they tried their best to keep the noise to a minimum, lest they disturb their masters who were taking a nap.

As the sun began to set and smoke rose from every household in the village, the few people in the backyard of the Luo family finally woke up one after another.