Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 12109

“That’s true. Besides, back then, there were aunties and your mother at home helping to take care of the kids, so I didn’t need to do anything,” Yang Ruoqing said. “Back then, Xiaohua and Xiaoduo weren’t married yet, and they came over every day to help take care of the kids. I really didn’t take care of them much.”

“Even the two little brothers from Tuanyuan are mostly taken care of by Aunt Rong and the older women,” Yang Ruoqing continued.

Now that her shoulders felt better, she started talking more. Seemingly hoping for the best, she tried to distract Luo Fengtang with a constant stream of words, making him ignore the soreness in her fingertips and continue massaging her shoulders like a perpetual motion machine.

Hmm, isn't she a little mean and selfish?

“Taking care of a child is indeed tiring; it drains not only your physical strength but also your mental energy.” Clearly, Luo Fengtang was not only massaging her shoulders but also being a dutiful listener.

“So,” Yang Ruoqing turned and glanced at him, “I plan to give Rong Gu, Linglan, and Shaoyao some extra money when I get back!”

That must have been so tough!

I'm completely exhausted after taking care of the kids all day. Usually at home, my two children are cared for by their mothers and fathers about 80% of the time.

Moreover, the three of them had to divide their time among themselves. Cooking, washing, and sweeping the yard were all their responsibilities. It wasn't easy, so they deserved a raise!

Luo Fengtang leaned down and kissed her forehead. "Qing'er is so kind and considerate of them. I have such good taste!"

Yang Ruoqing blushed from the praise. He was really giving her a constant stream of emotional value. Where could you find such a thoughtful man?

My judgment is spot on! We're evenly matched!

It turns out that when you go out and have fun, away from the oppressive environment of home, your mood can suddenly improve.

Although Yang Ruoqing's feet were covered in blisters all day, after soaking her feet at night, she and Luo Fengtang lay down in their warm bed.

She gently stroked her favorite eight-pack abs with her palm, and they recounted what they had seen and heard from morning till night.

In particular, the topic of conversation between the two of them easily shifts to the children, reminiscing and sharing the various behaviors of the two children that day, as well as some funny remarks. The couple seems to have endless topics to talk about, and they wish they could talk by candlelight all night long.

"We can't talk anymore. If we don't go to sleep soon, it'll be the middle of the night." Yang Ruoqing glanced at the hourglass on the bedside table and calculated the time. They had gone to bed around nine o'clock at night, and it was almost midnight now!

If we keep chatting, we'll be entering the realm of staying up late. At that point, melatonin and leptin won't be broken down, and metabolism will sluggish, which won't make you look good!
"Okay, I'll hold you while you sleep." Luo Fengtang blew out the candle and wrapped his arm around Yang Ruoqing's waist.

"Qing'er, are you exhausted?" His deep voice came again from the dark tent.

Although the voice was low, Yang Ruoqing could detect a hint of something unusual in it.

"Why are you asking this? What do you want to do?" Yang Ruoqing was really embarrassed because she was asking a question she already knew the answer to.

In the darkness, Luo Fengtang's hot breath brushed against Yang Ruoqing's ear: "Tonight, will Dugu Qiubai and Ye Gucheng not have their final battle at the Forbidden City?"

Yang Ruoqing chuckled and, with practiced ease, pinched his soft waist from under the covers.

"I, Ye Gucheng, have burned to ashes. Brother Gu, let us call a truce tonight, and settle our differences next time!"

"Alright, then Brother Ye, you should conserve your energy. I'll be waiting for you anytime!"

He kissed Yang Ruoqing on the cheek, took a deep breath to calm the surging emotions within him, then turned over and lay flat on his back to prepare for sleep.

Yang Ruoqing's lips curled into a smirk as she cursed inwardly, "What an animal!"

She originally thought she would sleep with her back to him tonight to keep some distance from him, so that he wouldn't accuse her of messing with him.

When Yang Ruoqing woke up in the morning, she found herself wrapped around him like an octopus.

One hand even slipped inside his bathrobe and rested on his eight-pack abs!
Yang Ruoqing, you call someone an animal, but you're no better.

But this kind of marital relationship is so sweet, it feels like every day is full of flavor.

"Awake?" A voice came from above her head.

"Hmm, did I wake you up?" Yang Ruoqing asked.

"No," he said.

"You slacked off today, didn't you? You didn't even lead them in their boxing practice," Yang Ruoqing said again.

Luo Fengtang gave a wry smile, "You'll have to let me get up first, won't you?"

What do you mean?
Before Yang Ruoqing could react, a sudden inspiration struck her, and her face flushed red. She quickly pulled all the octopus tentacles back from him.

Luo Fengtang just smiled. In fact, he had woken up earlier and had thought about getting up to call the children to practice their swordsmanship.

He tried several times, but he just couldn't shake off this octopus-like creature beside him. If he forced himself to get out of bed, he might wake her up.

He couldn't bear to let her go. She was so tired from shopping yesterday that she fell asleep as soon as her head hit the pillow at night. She didn't even notice when he turned over and kissed her from behind.

It's clear how exhausted Qing'er was from shopping yesterday. Those two brats, let them off the hook for now. Once we get back to the village, we'll give them a good beating and make sure they can't cry out for help!
"Tang Ya Zi, I feel much more relaxed after coming out for a trip," Yang Ruo Qing said again.

“Me too.” Luo Fengtang turned to the side, resting his chin on his hand, his gentle and deep gaze falling on Yang Ruoqing’s face.

"Although we have to go back today and face your uncle again, Qing'er, don't feel burdened. I'm here for you!" he said softly.

Yang Ruoqing looked at him, a gentle smile curving her lips.

She reached out and gently traced the sharp lines of his jawline. "Silly boy, we're husband and wife, we're one. No matter what we face, I'll bear it with you!"

Luo Fengtang took her hand and kissed it.

“Good Qing’er, how fortunate I, Luo Fengtang, am!” He paused, then changed his tone: “As for my uncle’s matter, I had a detailed discussion with Manager Yihechun and Doctor Gu on the way back and forth yesterday, and my mindset has changed now.”

"What's changed?" Yang Ruoqing opened her eyes, the lingering sleepiness she felt when she first woke up instantly vanishing.

"To put it bluntly, my uncle's condition is a psychological one; medicine is only an auxiliary treatment," he continued. "Even Dr. Gu wouldn't dare to guarantee anything, and he even told me about several similar cases. In short, it's very difficult."

Yang Ruoqing's smile slowly faded.

Luo Fengtang continued, "As children, we should do our best and leave the rest to fate. In other words, everything is predestined. No matter the outcome, we should have a clear conscience!"

Yang Ruoqing was silent for a moment, then raised her head again, her eyes showing a clear and bright look, as if the clouds had parted to reveal the moon.

"You're right, we'll just do our best. We'll live our lives as usual. We can't keep suppressing our emotions and getting depressed, otherwise it'll be a real waste to ruin our health!"

"That's right, that's exactly what I meant!" Luo Fengtang gently pinched Yang Ruoqing's nose.

Yesterday, taking the mother and her two children shopping, seeing their joyful faces, Luo Fengtang felt as if he were bathed in warm sunshine. He had thought it over carefully; he really couldn't let all his emotions affect his uncle anymore. Life goes on and on, old trees wither and fall, but new buds will sprout from the dead branches...

After breakfast, the family bid farewell to Ju'er and Chen Biao, and boarded the carriage to go home.

The carriage was not only filled with the things the two brothers had bought at the temple fair and night market, but when the carriage passed near Washi in Wanghai County, Yang Ruoqing asked Luo Fengtang and the children to wait for her in the carriage for a while.

She then took the peony to the market, and the two of them bought a full basket of fruits and vegetables to take home and eat slowly.

"Mom, what kind of fruit are you buying?" Tuantuan asked.

Yang Ruoqing then counted on her fingers and told him, "There are oranges, apples, bananas, and jujubes..."

It's strawberry season, and Yang Ruoqing is really craving strawberries!

Unfortunately, strawberries are not available in the county town; they can only be bought in Qing'an County. However, due to their scarcity, strawberries are very expensive even in Qing'an County.

High prices are no problem; the Luo family can afford even the most expensive strawberries.

The main reason is that it's not worth the time cost to travel so far just to eat strawberries.

If you send someone to buy them from Qing'an County and bring them back, no matter how you store or pack them, the skin of strawberries is just too delicate and fragile.

Even without any bumps or knocks on the road, they will still cause extensive damage when piled up on top of each other.

Once damaged, air gets in, affecting the appearance and making it look unappetizing.

Therefore, Yang Ruoqing could only rely on local resources and buy some fruit that could be found in the county town's market.

Seeing the two little ones grinning from ear to ear at such a 'rich' list of fruits, Yang Ruoqing felt a pang of sadness.

This amount of fruit would be nothing compared to what you'd find in a modern fruit supermarket—just the tip of the iceberg!

There are so many fruits in later generations, but her children have never heard of them, let alone eaten them.

It would be a lie to say that Yang Ruoqing, as a mother, didn't feel sorry for him.

But when I think about the technology and ruthless methods of later generations, the fruits that are out of season, the pesticide residues, and the preservatives added to keep them fresh...

Yang Ruoqing's sourness subsided.

Although the material conditions in this time and space are indeed much scarcer and more monotonous compared to later generations, its advantages are that it is all-natural, green and environmentally friendly, without technology or hard work!

Children drinking rice water and porridge may not be very nutritious, but at least it won't cause them to have big brains or intellectual disabilities, right?
Safety first!

After passing the entrance of Yihechun Medical Clinic, they picked up Doctor Gu and one of his apprentices, arranged for them to sit in the carriage behind, and continued their journey.

On the way back, the two little ones weren't as excited as they were on the way there.

The carriage had barely left Wanghai County when the two of them had already fallen asleep with their heads tilted to the side.

Rong Gu and Shao Yao each carried one of the horses, while Yang Ruoqing simply went outside the carriage and rode a horse with Luo Fengtang.

It wasn't like she was sitting on his lap riding a horse with him; if it were a bicycle, she wouldn't mind.

But if it were a horse, they would both love horses and would absolutely not want the horse to bear that burden.

So the two of them each rode a horse, side by side.

……

Changping Village.

The Luo family.

The house was still the same as before, and Luo the blacksmith was in about the same condition as when he and the others left two days ago.

There was no obvious improvement in his complexion, but it didn't seem to have gotten any worse either. Yang Ruoqing learned from Wang Cuilian about the old man's eating and drinking habits over the past two days... In short, he was half-baked.

The two children excitedly rushed into the arms of Luo the blacksmith and Wang Cuilian as soon as they got off the carriage, eager to share their experiences at the temple fair and night market.

Judging from Luo the blacksmith's condition, Yang Ruoqing realized that he was only managing to come to the main room to greet the children by sheer willpower. If the children continue to torment him like this, the old man might collapse.

So Yang Ruoqing gave Shaoyao a wink, and Shaoyao understood. She quickly went up and took Tuantuan and Yuanyuan away under the pretext of 'sharing gifts with friends'.

Luo the blacksmith breathed a sigh of relief; he was genuinely happy to see his two grandsons.

But he lacked the strength to fight back and just kept holding on.

Luo Fengtang led Doctor Gu and the medicine apprentice to Luo the blacksmith, and without beating around the bush, went straight to the point: "Uncle, on this trip to the county town, we stopped by Yihechun Medical Clinic."

"This is Dr. Gu next to me. He is a highly skilled doctor and the head physician of the clinic. I specially invited him to come to our house to diagnose your health and prescribe some medicine to regulate your body."

Out of the innate hospitality of a peasant family, Luo the blacksmith forced a smile and nodded to Doctor Gu in greeting, then turned to Luo Fengtang, his smile fading, and said with a hint of anxiety, "I'm not sick, why do you need to call a doctor for me..."

Luo Fengtang said, "Uncle, you have a poor appetite and need some treatment."

Doctor Gu also said, "Don't panic, sir. The general and his wife are very filial. Please come to the mansion to check your pulse. I will treat your stomach and intestines, and you will feel better!"

Wang Cuilian nodded repeatedly, ushering the man into the main room, and said to Luo the blacksmith, "Don't be stubborn. Your appetite isn't even as good as our Tuantuan and Yuanyuan's. It's best to regulate your stomach!"

"I really don't need it..." Luo the blacksmith was still very resistant, not to anything else, but mainly to the doctor!

Especially when a doctor is invited all the way from the county town's big clinic to stay at your home, the villagers will be speculating wildly about it.

It made him feel like he was becoming the next Luo Da'e...

"Stop being so stubborn!" Wang Cuilian was getting annoyed. Luo the blacksmith's stubbornness was beyond everyone's expectations.

There are some things that Luo Fengtang and Yang Ruoqing, being juniors, cannot say, but Wang Cuilian can.

"You old man, you're always looking like you're half-dead. You're not only torturing yourself, you're also making life difficult for our whole family, do you know that?"

"For your sake, Tang Yazi has postponed his return to the military camp. Qing'er is also busy with the medicinal herbs in the mountains in early spring. Dazhi and Chen'er are sending home letter after letter. Your granddaughter also comes back to see you every now and then. The whole family is worried about you."

"If you're really sensible, the doctor has already been invited to our home. Just cooperate and get your body in good shape, improve your appetite, and regain your strength!"