Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 12085

Luo Fengtang is young and has a good physical foundation. His physical abilities are extraordinary, not only in terms of endurance, explosiveness, and speed.
What's even more remarkable is his incredible recovery ability. Look at him, after taking a two-hour nap, Luo Fengtang looks radiant and full of energy.

Wang Cuilian was alright, after all, she mostly dozed off in the coat Yang Ruoqing had brought her while she stayed up late last night, and she also had the hand warmer that Yang Ruoqing had prepared for her in her arms.

So Wang Cuilian actually dozed off last night. After taking a good nap in the house this afternoon, she got up again and felt much more refreshed.

As for Luo the blacksmith, his energy and spirit should have recovered a little bit, since he had slept.

However, when he woke up again and opened his eyes, after the initial confusion of a few breaths, as his mind began to work, countless memories rushed in...

The old man's eyes instantly darkened, and it seemed to take a great deal of effort for him to force a smile.

"Considering that my uncle hasn't been eating properly these past few days, and even when he has, it's always been oily and heavy, I asked the kitchen to prepare light meals for him tonight."

On the way to the kitchen in the backyard, Yang Ruoqing said this to Luo Fengtang.

Luo Fengtang turned his head and his gentle gaze fell on Yang Ruoqing's face. "Yes, Qing'er, you've thought it through very well. Your uncle does need to start by taking light and mild medicine."

Yang Ruoqing lowered her eyes and remained silent for a moment, then raised her head again and said, "How about we take Uncle out for a walk these next couple of days? A change of scenery and a change of mood?"

Luo Fengtang said, "I have the same idea, but it's definitely not going to happen in the next couple of days."

"Why?" Yang Ruoqing asked. In her opinion, these past few days had been the most painful time for Luo the blacksmith.

Luo Fengtang said, "No matter what, Uncle will probably insist on finishing the seven-day mourning period for Aunt Da'e before he passes away."

Yang Ruoqing understood.

For the people of Mianniu Mountain, the first seven days and the fifth seven days after death are two very important dates in funeral rites.

At that time, not only Luo the blacksmith, but also Luo Fengtang and the others will have to go over to burn incense at Luo Da'e's grave.

“Then let’s wait until after the seven-day mourning period before going out. I can use these few days to plan things out and have a specific route for our trip,” Yang Ruoqing said.

"Alright, then I'll have to trouble Qing'er."

"Silly girl, what kind of talk is that? It's a rare treat for our whole family to go on a spring outing together."

……

Two days later, today is the day that Xiu Hong and Sixi will officially move into their new house.

Early in the morning, Yang Ruoqing came to visit her parents' house next door. Well, mainly because she was craving the fried dough cakes that her mother-in-law had made that morning, so Yang Ruoqing got up and came over to wait for them.

A short while later, Liu also arrived.

"It smells so good! I could smell it as soon as I got to the door. It must be Third Sister-in-law making fried dough sticks." Liu said, her nose was even more sensitive than a dog's, like a food blogger.

While busy with her hands, Sun heard Liu's words and looked up to greet her, "You were right. Wash your hands, and we'll cook it right away and eat together."

Liu raised her hands and looked at them. She was about to say that there was no need to wash them, as her hands were perfectly clean!
Suddenly, I noticed a clump of boogers stuck in the gap between my index finger and my index finger.

After all, she had been picking her nose as she walked over, and after picking her nose, she casually flicked the booger away, not knowing where it went, too lazy to investigate, and it turned out she hadn't shaken it off at all.

"Fourth Aunt, you'd better go wash your hands quickly, otherwise the fried dough you eat later will be saltier than everyone else's!"

Yang Ruoqing covered her eyes, unable to bear looking at Liu's fingers.

What terrible thing did I do to deserve this so early in the morning? Why did they have to send Liu to annoy me?
Good heavens!

In an instant, it was as if the fried dough had lost its appeal.

"Hehe, I'll go wash right away." Liu knew that Yang Ruoqing disliked these things the most, so without saying a word, she immediately ran out of the kitchen and went to the well in the back.

"Third Sister-in-law, I'll use some of this soap powder to wash my hands!" she shouted loudly to Sun through the small wooden window behind the kitchen.

"Use it as you please, no need to say anything." For such a small thing, my fourth sister-in-law really...

Mrs. Sun shook her head, smiling as she continued to flip and press the fried dough in the pan.

Yang Ruoqing chuckled and shook her head. This fourth aunt's purpose was not to seek Sun's opinion, but to tell her that she had washed her hands very clean, even using soap powder.

Okay, I don't mind if you're not picky. You can come over and eat fried dough sticks with me.

Soon, the group gathered around the stove and began eating the first batch of fried dough cakes.

Xiao Hua went to the pond to wash clothes but hasn't returned yet. He Lian'er is pregnant and is particularly sleepy.

Fuwa and Jun'er are children, and they need a lot of sleep, so they haven't gotten up yet.

Yang Huazhong did get up, but after washing up, he took a bowl of hot tea and strolled to the small second room to listen to the news about Zhou Xiuhong's move to her new home.

So at this moment, only Sun, Liu, and Yang Ruoqing were in the kitchen.

While eating the hot fried dough sticks, Liu shared the new information she had found out with Yang Ruoqing and the others.

“Last night, Xiuhong and Sixi went and unlocked the gate to that courtyard,” Liu said.

Mrs. Sun said, "It's about time to open it; it's been locked for two days now."

Yang Ruoqing recalled that it must have been the night before the Luo family went to the Zhou family to offer condolences.

So, all told, it's been locked up for three days and three nights.

"Haha, it wasn't just two days, it was three days and three nights of being locked up. I made sure they remembered it all!" Liu said, holding a fried dough stick in one hand while still having the other free to give Sun the exact number of people locked up.

Sun smiled slightly and said, "As long as you say, Liu, I won't argue with you, because I really don't know either."

Liu said, "These three days and three nights have really worn out Sixi's father and the others."

"When they fetched water to drink, it took several men, including the father and sons, to help them with the ladder. Even when Da Xi's wife went out to wash clothes, she had to climb over the wall."

"The adults can grit their teeth and bear it, but the kids really can't take it. They keep asking to go out and play, but they can't go out, and the house is in complete chaos!"

"Fourth Aunt, don't tell me you've been keeping an eye on their family these past few days?" Yang Ruoqing couldn't help but ask. She suspected it was highly likely; otherwise, Liu wouldn't know so much. Liu glanced at Yang Ruoqing smugly. "Of course! I'm the number one gossip in Changping Village. There's no one's business I don't know!"

“These past few days, apart from going home to eat and sleep, I’ve been sitting on a small stool outside their house the whole time!”

"I really admire you!" Yang Ruoqing exclaimed sincerely. Fourth Aunt was really born at the wrong time. If she were a reporter in later generations, there probably wouldn't be any juicy stories she couldn't uncover.

No matter which celebrity claims to have zero scandals, they will all be exposed as true under Liu's discerning eyes!

"Don't admire me. Snakes have their cages and turtles have their burrows. Fourth Aunt has her own skills, and you have yours. There's really no need to envy her." Liu waved her hand magnanimously, completely in a superior and tolerant position from above.

Yang Ruoqing was both amused and exasperated. "Okay, I just said you're fat, and you're already getting all worked up."

"Fourth sister-in-law, were you there when Xiuhong and the others went to unlock the door last night?"

“Yes, I was there, I was definitely there,” Liu straightened her back. “It was already completely dark by then, and I was thinking there wouldn’t be any good show to watch today, so I was just about to head home!”

"Then Xiuhong and Sixi came over. At that time, Erxi was still climbing over the wall. When he saw the couple coming over with the key to open the door, oh my, Erxi shouted with joy. He was even happier than a child looking forward to the New Year!"

"And that Sisi's father was also overjoyed. He didn't dare to give Sisi and Xiuhong a single word of reprimand. When he saw the two of them, it was like seeing important people. His face was beaming with joy."

"Where did Sixi and Xiuhong stay last night? Was it at Sixi's house?"

"No, the two of them opened the door, took the key and lock, and went back to the second room." Liu suddenly remembered something and looked up to ask Yang Ruoqing, "Qing'er, did the second room return that ancient iron lock to you?"

Yang Ruoqing chuckled, "It's clearly a thousand years old, so why did you, Fourth Aunt, make that lock ten times older?"

Liu waved her hand, "Oh, it was just a casual remark. A thousand or ten thousand is about the same number."

Yang Ruoqing was dumbfounded. "Fourth Aunt, are you serious?"

"Hey, this isn't the time to be so serious, Qing'er," Liu said, peeking nervously out of the kitchen doorway and looking around before quickly pulling back inside.

"Qing'er, that lock of yours is so rare! The whole village has been talking about it these past few days. Everyone says it's a priceless magic lock, and if you sell it, you might be set for life!"

"Why haven't you returned Xiu Hong and Sixi to you yet? Are you trying to keep them for yourselves?" Liu asked, almost whispering in Yang Ruoqing's ear.

Yang Ruoqing shook her head without even thinking: "Impossible, Fourth Aunt, you're overthinking it."

Even if the second wife's character weren't that bad, and even if she did encounter someone of questionable character, would they dare to steal anything from the Luo family?
"That's good. I doubt they'd dare. Otherwise, I'd be the first to jump out and stab them in the back!" Liu said angrily, clearly siding with the Luo family.

Yang Ruoqing curled her lips, but did not respond to Liu's statement about taking a stand.

Sun's eyes were full of gratitude for Liu, and she used a spatula to scoop a freshly fried dough into Liu's hands...

……

After breakfast, all the members of the Yang family, including Liu and Sun, went to the small second room across the street.

The children were also brought along to join in the fun. Today, everyone was going to help Xiuhong and Sixi move into their new house, so the more relatives and friends who went, the better.

Commonly known as a greenhouse.

By leveraging the presence of other people, the house is activated and nourished, allowing it to warm up and absorb human energy. After the homeowners officially move in, the house, in turn, continues to nourish them.

However, because He Lian'er was pregnant, it was not appropriate for her to go to such an occasion, so she stayed at home.

Yang Ruoqing had already discussed it with Sun Shi, telling them to stay at Xiu Hong and Sixi's new home for lunch. Yang Ruoqing would then take He Lian'er to the Luo family for lunch. It was a very simple matter!
If the younger sister-in-law didn't want to move, Yang Ruoqing, the older sister-in-law, could have simply packed the food in an insulated food container and brought it over.

……

Around midday, deafening firecrackers were heard from somewhere in the village, accompanied by the explosions of fireworks.

Although the spectacular effect of fireworks is greatly reduced during the day, most people just want to hear the noise.

"It would be better if the moving into the new house were scheduled for the middle of the night, then the fireworks would be more spectacular," said Luo the blacksmith to Wang Cuilian as he basked in the sun on a rocking chair with a sheepskin rug spread out in front of the Luo family's courtyard, listening to the sounds from the distant village.

Wang Cuilian has picked up her needlework again and is currently making summer shoes for the two little brothers, Tuanyuan!
She pierced her hair with the embroidery needle in her hand and continued, "When Eighth Sister came to return the iron lock earlier, she said that she originally planned to set the time for entering the house at night, but Xiu Hong was not happy. She said that it would be bad for people to be going in and out at night, making a lot of noise. Also, it would be bad if someone bumped into something in the dark at night. So she chose daytime, which is bright and easy to see."

Many families in the village like to move into their new houses quietly at night.

But some families choose to do it during the day.

There are advantages to nighttime and advantages to daytime. No time is perfect, but in terms of the effect of fireworks, nighttime is definitely better.

"Where did our two little ones go?" Luo the blacksmith suddenly asked again. After breakfast, he went to the outhouse first, and then came here to sunbathe.

After a while, I realized I hadn't seen my two precious grandsons.

Wang Cuilian also stopped her needlework, looked around, and then, as if remembering something, called out to Ping An, who was sweeping the yard not far away: "Where are the two young masters?"

Ping An turned around with the broom in hand and said respectfully, "Reporting to the old lady, the two young masters went to play in the village with the young lady next door after breakfast."

"My maternal uncle's wife and Linglan are following behind."

"Oh, I know."

Wang Cuilian nodded, then turned to Luo the blacksmith and said, "Those two must have gone to the village with Old Yang's family to join in the fun."

Luo the blacksmith was relieved. "Children are naturally drawn to places that are lively. Let them be. Children should play."

Wang Cuilian wholeheartedly agreed with Luo the blacksmith's words, "Old man, this sun is so hot it makes people feel lazy and sleepy, isn't it?"

"Hmm, I'm a little sleepy," Luo the blacksmith replied, his eyes half-closed.

"Why don't you go back to your room and lie down on the bed for a while? I'll call you for lunch."

"No, I'll just take a nap here. It's sheltered from the wind, and the sun feels warm and cozy on my skin. It's quite comfortable."

The main thing is to go back to the house in the backyard, lie on the bed, cover yourself with the quilt, lower the curtain, and close the door. All the sounds and noise seem to gradually fade away from you.

At this time, the drowsiness will disappear, and the mind will become more and more clear. The clear mind will always think of Da'e.

Whether it was the agonizing struggle of Da'e in the later stages of her illness, or the way Da'e was carried on her elder brother's back when she was a child.