Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 1283 Many Children and Many Grandchildren (Fourth Update)
Blacksmith Luo said with emotion, "They have such a heart, and their aunt and I are very relieved."

"I'm still saying the same thing. Now that your aunt and I are not too old and can run and move, let's live separately for now."

"In the future, we will be too old to take care of ourselves."

"At that time, you will have to be dragged down!" Blacksmith Luo said.

Luo Fengtang frowned, his chest heaved.

"Uncle, what are you talking about? What is dragging?" He said.

"I was brought up by you, without you, I, Luo Fengtang, would not be where I am today!"

"It's my duty to be filial to you and take care of you and aunt until the end of my life!" he said.

Blacksmith Luo looked moved, raised his hand and waved it: "Okay, okay, uncle knows that you are a good boy, and Qing'er is also a good boy."

"Then how about this, when you and Qing'er have a baby, I will move here with your aunt and help you take care of the baby."

"Well, good!" Luo Fengtang nodded happily.

He turned his head and looked at her excitedly, as if he was looking forward to the birth of a baby.

Yang Ruoqing smiled embarrassedly and looked away.

After breakfast, Blacksmith Luo and the others waited in the front yard, while the young couple went back to the backyard to prepare gifts for returning home.

In the room, Luo Fengtang hurriedly packed the presents, while Yang Ruoqing stood by the window, looking absent-minded.

"Qing'er, what's the matter with you?" He took the time to cast a glance at her.

"When I was eating breakfast, I saw that you were absent-minded. Is there something wrong? Tell me!" He said.

Hearing this, Yang Ruoqing turned around.

"Tang Yazi, there is something I want to discuss with you." She said.

"Hey, what's the matter, Qing'er, just make a decision, and I will listen to you!" He said.

Yang Ruoqing bit her lower lip, and said, "No, this matter is related to the inheritance of your old Luo family's incense, and I can't take care of it all by myself!"

He paused to pack his things, then turned around and came to her.

Both of them stood by the window, "Speak, I will listen carefully."

She looked up at him, and the sunlight came in through the window sills and sprinkled on his handsome face.

The man in front of her is so bright and warm.

She couldn't bear to say her plan.

However, she didn't want to abuse her heart either.

"What do you think about the baby?" she asked.

Luo Fengtang was stunned for a moment, and then he curled his lips into a smile: "Why don't you see it? Give birth as soon as you get pregnant, isn't that how our ancestors came here for generations!"

He said, raised his hand and pinched her little nose: "I really like to have a baby with you, Qing'er, it must be like you, beautiful!"

What he said made her especially uncomfortable.

The following words were stuck in his throat, and he didn't even have the courage to say them.

Xu Shi noticed her abnormality. He suppressed the smile on his face and looked down at her: "What's the matter? Why do you look like this?"

"Do you have other plans?" he asked.

"No." She shook her head quickly.

"No, you must have." He said.

He pinched her chin and lifted it up, so that her eyes met his own.

"We are husband and wife. If you have anything to say, let's discuss it together. OK?" He softened his voice and coaxed her like a child.

Yang Ruoqing frowned slightly.

"Well, I haven't included the item of having a baby in my plan for now." She finally said.

Luo Fengtang was stunned.

"Why?" he asked.

Yang Ruoqing said: "There is only one reason. I am only 14 years old, and my body is not yet fully mature."

"I've read medical books that premature pregnancy and childbirth are not good for your health."

Hearing her words, his eyes fell on her.

He frowned slightly, thinking about this question that he had never thought about before.

Seeing that there was no smile on his face, he even frowned slightly.

Yang Ruoqing was also very depressed.

She knows that in this era, incense, inheritance, and having many children and grandchildren are what almost everyone yearns for.

Even in modern times, this concept has not changed.

It is normal for him to be unhappy now that he has forced himself to delay childbearing.

You know, in order to wait for her, he clarified his age much later than his peers in the village.

Now I have to postpone the time for him to become a father...

Thinking of this, she suddenly felt that she was standing on her own ground.

So, he quickly changed his words: "Forget it, just pretend that I didn't say anything, give birth as soon as you get pregnant, and I will take care of my body later, it should be fine..."

"No!"

Luo Fengtang interrupted Yang Ruoqing's words.

He wrapped his hands around her shoulders and pressed her shoulders instead.

The tall body bent down slightly, staring seriously and seriously into her eyes.

"I like children. If possible, I hope you will give me a litter of children and let them run around in this big yard."

"But girl,"

"Compared with the child, I hope you are in good health."

"You are in good health, and you are free from illness and disaster, so you can accompany me until the end of life!"

"You are in good health, we are still young, when the time comes, we will have plenty of opportunities to have children!"

Listening to his clank words, Yang Ruoqing's nose was sour.

"I'm so touched, I feel like crying, what should I do?"

She pursed her lips and said in a rustling voice.

Luo Fengtang smiled.

"Cry if you want. Didn't you say that crying is a privilege bestowed on girls by God?" He said.

She burst into laughter.

"I don't cry," she shot him a look.

"Then it's settled. After two years, I will give you a baby."

"Okay, let's have a litter."

"Fuck you, think I'm a sow!" She thumped him lightly.

He took her hand.

"Daughter-in-law's hand, it smells so good!"

"Hee hee, why don't you say that women are made of water, and your daughter-in-law and I are made of perfume."

Wang Cuilian's voice suddenly came from outside the house.

"Tang Yazi? Qing'er?"

The laughter and squabbles in the room came to an abrupt end.

Yang Ruoqing glared at him viciously, and he grinned.

Then she quickly came to the door of the house, and she really saw the aunt Wang Cuilian standing under the arched door in the yard and looking here.

(End of this chapter)