Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 1239
In the great plague that just ended, several villagers in Changping Village lost their lives.

Many people are still immersed in the grief of losing a loved one, unable to extricate themselves.

Compared with Changping Village, Yujia Village and Zhengjia Village are even more miserable.

half dead...

Therefore, on the July Half Ghost Festival, in the Sleeping Niu Mountain behind the village, the sound of firecrackers continued for a long time.

Crying makes those who hear it cry and those who see it feel sad.

The big guys are not in the mood to make rice noodles.

The rations are all disaster relief food allocated by the superiors, and they dare not waste a single grain of rice.

The sky finally cleared, and the great plague was completely over.

The post-disaster reconstruction project in the village started again.

In addition to those dilapidated houses that need urgent repairs, many other houses, beds, tables and chairs also have to be rebuilt.

However, Yang Huazhong, Luo Tiejiang and the others still called up a construction team, and started to rush to build Yang Ruoqing and Luo Fengtang's new house in full swing.

Everything is proceeding step by step.

Mu Zichuan was busy distributing relief food.

Yang Ruoqing led the herb-collecting team up the mountain one after another.

Autumn is here, and the wild fruits and herbs in the mountains are all ripe.

This year's herbal collection team has expanded from 15 people last year to 50 people at once.

All women.

Why?

Because the men are busy repairing the house, the women are idle.

The crops are all submerged, and rice and cotton cannot be planted this year, and we have to wait for next year.

The sowing time of rapeseed and wheat has not yet arrived.

Taking advantage of this free period, they enthusiastically signed up and followed Yang Ruoqing and Uncle Fu to the mountains to gather herbs and various wild fruits.

Earn some living water money to supplement the family.

The food for disaster relief is limited, and there will be nearly ten months between this time and next year's wheat harvest for the whole family, and they have already drank the northwest wind.

Follow the herb-collecting team, earn some money in your hands, and you can buy rice and noodles later.

Otherwise, the family escaped the plague and had to go out to beg for food. How miserable is it?

At night, Yang Ruoqing came to Cao Bamei's house to play.

The water receded, and the second brother went to the town to prepare for the opening of the restaurant again.

Bamei stayed in the village.

There are still more than ten days to get married, and the grandson and Mrs. Sun don't want Cao Bamei to do any work now.

Just let her focus on getting married in the boudoir, doing some embroidery work.

When Yang Ruoqing came to Cao Bamei's room, Cao Bamei was sitting there sewing a pillow cover.

Seeing Yang Ruoqing coming in, she was a little embarrassed, and subconsciously wanted to hide the pillow towel.

"Don't hide it. When you get married later, we still have to see it!"

Yang Ruoqing laughed and joked.

Cao Bamei also laughed: "Qing'er, why do you come to my place when you have time?"

Yang Ruoqing said: "Come here to learn from you, and see what good things you have embroidered."

Then he turned his head and his eyes fell on the pillow cover stretched out on the stretcher in front of him.

Mandarin ducks play in the water.

"Hehe, this mandarin duck is well embroidered, it's so vivid!" Yang Ruoqing said.

Cao Bamei said: "I'm not good at embroidery, so I can handle it so-so..."

Yang Ruoqing pinched her chin and pondered: "Well, there is a place where the embroidery of these two mandarin ducks is not very good..."

"Oh? Where is it?" Cao Bamei hurriedly asked.

Yang Ruoqing pointed to the top and said, "Look, they are a little farther away, we need to get them closer to each other."

"Twist the necks together again and pretend to be kissing, just like you and my second brother. This is the only way to be happy!"

Bamei Cao was startled.

Glancing at Yang Ruoqing's smirking side face, she suddenly realized.

"Ah, you bad Qing'er, how dare you make fun of me, see if I don't hit you!"

Bamei Cao made a gesture to pinch Yang Ruoqing.

Yang Ruoqing dodged left and right: "Good sister-in-law, please forgive me, don't dare anymore..."

The two girls were laughing and making a fuss in the room.

Finally tired, the two fell on the bed and whispered.

"Bamei, you are going to marry my second brother soon, are you nervous? Excited? Tell me the truth." Yang Ruoqing said.

Bamei Cao took a deep breath, and said softly, "I must be nervous, but also excited. I haven't slept well for several nights."

"Hahaha……"

Yang Ruoqing covered her mouth and smiled.

"I reckon my second brother is in the town, and nine times out of ten he also suffers from insomnia," she said.

Bamei Cao looked shy and sweet.

"Who knows, he might sleep like a dead pig!" she said.

Yang Ruoqing turned over and looked at Bamei Cao with her chin resting on her palm: "Hey, as a sister-in-law, I don't allow you to say that about my second brother!"

"His heart for you, that is the sun and the moon!"

"A majestic man who kneels to the heavens and knees to his parents."

"In order to marry you, I can't count how many knees he bowed to the elders." Yang Ruoqing said.

Hearing these words, Bamei Cao fell silent.

"Being able to marry Yongjin is my blessing." She said.

"To be honest, I think it's understandable that your uncle doesn't approve of this marriage."

"I personally feel that, regardless of family background or appearance, I am not worthy of Yongjin..."

"Bamei, don't say that..."

"Qing'er, I'm telling the truth." Bamei Cao glanced at Yang Ruoqing and said.

"I see that the men and women of your old Yang family are tall and tall, and the women are also tall, and they all have correct eyebrows and eyes."

"Look at me again. To put it bluntly, my second sister-in-law is about the same size as your fourth uncle's He'er."

"Your uncle said that father is short and mother is short."

"I stood among the wives of your old Yang's family, and I was the shortest among the wives. I couldn't hold up the scene, and I would embarrass your second brother..."

"Oh, my eighth sister, what's the matter with you today? The more you talk, the more absurd you are!"

Yang Ruoqing interrupted Bamei Cao with some dissatisfaction.

"My nipple is shorter than yours, so why don't I still have a litter of tall children?"

"You don't have to feel burdened, and there's no need to feel inferior."

"Whether a person, a new wife, can support the scene depends not on his size, but on his brain."

Yang Ruoqing said.

"You, just put away your low self-esteem, be confident, generous, and be your bride happily!"

Bamei Cao held Yang Ruoqing's hand, her face was moved.

"Qing'er, thank you for telling me these words."

"To be honest, I'm excited and apprehensive. Now, I feel much more at ease," Cao Bamei said.

Yang Ruoqing also patted her hand.

"I say a thousand words and ten thousand, but it's not as good as my second brother's one action."

she said.

"How do you say that?" Cao Bamei asked.

Yang Ruoqing smiled: "Whether a woman can be confident in her husband's family depends on her own man in the final analysis."

"A man treats her well and treats her like a human being. No one else in the husband's family dares to neglect her."

"Men don't want to see her. No matter how beautiful she is, no matter how eloquent she is, she is still a paper tiger and cannot be hardened."

"So, eighth sister, you just need to firmly hold on to my second brother's heart and let him have one heart with you, that's fine!"

Hearing what Yang Ruoqing taught, Bamei Cao was dumbfounded.

Not only was she dumbfounded, but even Dasun and Sun who came in behind were shocked when they heard these words.

(End of this chapter)