Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 1240 Big Skill (Fifth Watch)

"My God, who taught you these tricks? Your mother? I wouldn't believe it!"

Dasun said.

Mrs. Sun quickly shook her head: "If I know those tricks, why don't Linyue still wash clothes by the pond?"

On the bed side, Yang Ruoqing and Bamei Cao stood up quickly.

"Mother, eldest aunt, why didn't you knock on the door when you entered the house, and eavesdropped on our conversation, isn't it too bad?" Yang Ruoqing snorted.

Da Sun didn't feel embarrassed at all because of eavesdropping.

She raised her hand to hold Yang Ruoqin's hand, and looked her up and down.

"Qing'er, it's the first time I've heard what you just taught Eighth Sister, it makes sense!"

"Girl, how do you know these tricks?" Da Sun asked.

Yang Ruoqing was ashamed.

Dasun continued: "No wonder Tang Yazi was eaten to death by you, he can only see you in this day and night, it turns out that you girl still has such a great ability!"

"Tsk tsk, auntie, I have seen it today!"

Yang Ruoqing was even more ashamed.

"Auntie, don't make fun of me, I never thought of eating Tang Yazi to death."

"We respect each other and make room for each other." Yang Ruoqing corrected.

Da Sun clapped his hands and smiled.

"Oh, I don't care about you, I just know that something will happen to you."

"Bamei, what Qing'er told you tonight, you must remember every word in my heart."

"When I get married into Lao Yang's family later, it will come in handy!" Da Sun said.

Bamei Cao blushed.

Sun said from the side: "Yongjin's mother is a hard-working person, and she is also a good person. Eighth sister will not be wronged if she becomes her daughter-in-law."

Da Sun nodded: "The Jin family will not play tricks, I am assured of that."

"I'm most worried about the four brothers Yongjin in the future. The sister-in-law relationship will have to be handled by Bamei herself. I'm afraid she will suffer."

Yang Ruoqing said: "You have to walk the road by yourself, you can't be supported by others all the time. Big aunt, just put your heart in your stomach, I believe Bamei will be able to do it."

"Is it Eighth Sister?"

Bamei Cao nodded shyly.

"I will definitely be a good wife."

……

"Qing'er, I met Zi Chuanniang in the village today."

Mrs. Sun came back from the outside and hurriedly talked to Yang Ruoqing.

"Ms. Zi Chuan said, Zi Chuan came back from the county today, do you think we should add some dishes for lunch?" Sun asked.

Yang Ruoqing thought for a while, then nodded: "Okay, mother is the one to decide."

Since the end of July and a half, Mu Zichuan followed Mr. Zhang who was helping the disaster and left Qingshui Town for the time being.

I heard that it was going to the county to escort the second batch of food for disaster relief.

Originally, after the last flood, the relief supplies allocated by the above had been transported to Qing'an County along with the imperial envoy.

But because of the ensuing plague, the food was divided into two batches.

I sent the first small dial to come over for emergency, and there will be a large dial behind.

Now that the plague is over, and rebuilding their homeland, Mu Zichuan took the initiative to apply for the remaining food for the villagers.

This one is coming back, which is a happy event for everyone.

"Just in the morning, Tang Yazi sent a big grass carp weighing five catties. At noon, I will cut up some sauerkraut made by my mother and stew it in a pot. Treat Zichuan well." Yang Ruoqing said.

Mrs. Sun was very happy: "Okay, then I'll come and serve you later."

……

Near noon, Mu Zichuan came back.

He didn't come back alone, he also led a team of officers and soldiers to escort the food back to the village.

The villagers had heard the news a long time ago, and stood at the entrance of the village early in the morning to look around.

When Mu Zichuan and his party entered the village, the whole village erupted.

Mu Zichuan found Luo Fengtang, Yang Ruoqing and the others, and together they helped distribute food to each household.

The nearby Yujia Village, Zhengjia Village, and Lijia Village are all within the scope of Muzichuan's disaster relief.

Watching the folks come with bags, get their share, and leave happily.

Yang Ruoqing was very happy.

There is no king in the world.

The emperor of Daqi is quite benevolent.

I know how to be sympathetic to the common people. Seeing the floods in this area this year, many people died of the plague after that.

It has already made a big decree to exempt this year's tax, and also distributed grain, rice and noodles to the people who came to overcome their difficulties.

Not bad.

"I think these rice grains and wheat are enough for the villagers to eat until the New Year's Eve." Yang Ruoqing said.

Mu Zichuan nodded: "From now to the end of the New Year's Day, there will be four or five months. In these four or five months, there will be enough for the villagers to earn a living and earn some money to support their families."

"As long as the three or four months of spring next year come, and the wheat harvest comes, everyone will survive," he said.

Yang Ruoqing nodded.

"By the way, are you also distributing the relief food in Baojia Village? Is it as much as ours?" She asked again.

Mu Zichuan shook his head: "Bao's Village and Yan's Village and Liao's Village over there are in charge of an official under Master Xu."

"They should also distribute supplies according to this measurement!" He said.

The materials were almost distributed, Yang Huazhongxing hurried over here to call them.

"The lunch is ready, your third aunt asked me to come over to see how your place is doing?" Yang Huazhong said.

Yang Ruoqing came over: "Father, we're done here, we can go home for dinner."

Yang Huazhong said: "That's good, I'll go back and prepare."

The man left in a hurry, and here, a few people packed their things and walked back.

The lunch meal is very rich.

Mrs. Sun not only cooked a big pot of fish with pickled vegetables, but also killed chickens and cooked many dishes.

The big guys ate a big meal lively.

When it was over, Mu Zichuan said to Luo Fengtang and Yang Ruoqing: "Tomorrow I have something to go to Liaojia Village."

Yang Ruoqing said: "It just so happens that the two of us are also going to Liaojia Village to find a master stonemason, let's go together."

……

The next day, the three of them set off for Liaojia Village together.

On the way, Mu Zichuan asked Yang Ruoqing and Luo Fengtang: "What are you doing with that master mason?"

Luo Fengtang said: "It's like this, we are going to make flower beds in our new house, and the artisans in the construction team are a bit confused about the flower bed patterns drawn by Qing'er."

"My uncle recommended the old mason master from Liaojia Village, and Qing'er and I went to invite him together today."

Hearing Luo Fengtang's words, Mu Zichuan nodded.

Looking past Yang Ruoqing who was walking beside Luo Fengtang, there was a trace of bitterness in her eyes.

If the original self could meet the current self, it would be such a regret.

Even if he was killed, he wouldn't say that to Qing'er.

If he doesn't yell at her, let her die.

So now, the big house under construction at the entrance of the village was built for him and Qing'er.

in case……

in case……

In this world, there is no if.

(End of this chapter)