Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 1292 Like a Daughter (Third Watch)
Yang Ruoqing nodded, glanced at the burning knife wine in his hand, and pursed her lips into a smile.

"It's best not to use this kind of strong wine at this moment. I'll go to the backyard to make anti-inflammatory medicine."

"Go and get a basin of cold water first, and twist the cold water handkerchief to help your mother apply it to her feet repeatedly." She ordered.

Luo Fengtang nodded, "Okay, I'll come right away."

The young couple split up, one went to the backyard to quickly dispense the medicine, and the other stayed to apply Tuoba Xian's feet.

"Mother, isn't it a little more comfortable to put this cold handkerchief on it?"

Luo Fengtang asked.

But there was no answer from Tuobaxian.

Then he raised his head, saw the woman's appearance, and was stunned for a while.

"Mom, why are you crying?"

He became a little flustered, "Is it because my son's hands and feet are too heavy and hurt you?"

"It's all my son's fault, my son is clumsy..."

Luo Fengtang frowned, blaming himself.

Tuobaxian stretched out a hand, caressing Luo Fengtang's face.

"Don't blame yourself, you've done a good job and applied it very well, mother feels much more comfortable..." Tuobaxian said in a rustling voice.

"Why is mother crying?" Luo Fengtang asked, even more confused.

Feel comfortable, shouldn't you laugh?

Tuobaxian laughed through tears.

She looked at Luo Fengtang lovingly: "Silly son, mother is crying because she is happy!"

"what?"

Luo Fengtang opened his eyes wide, still looking confused.

Tuobaxian said patiently: "Mother saw you and Qing'er, they are so kind to mother and considerate in every possible way."

"Especially Qing'er, who says she's a daughter-in-law, but looks like her own daughter."

"I don't think my mother's feet are dirty. I have observed it. She didn't pretend to be in front of you. She is sincerely treating my mother and me..."

Hearing what Tuobaxian said, Luo Fengtang finally understood.

He grinned with happiness and pride.

"Mom, I found you the best girl in the world to be your wife!" he said.

"I know Qing'er. If she likes it, she likes it. If she doesn't like it, she doesn't like it. She never pretends, let alone hypocrisy."

"My son just likes her!" Luo Fengtang said.

Tuobaxian nodded: "Qing'er is really good, she can go to the hall and go to the kitchen."

"Don't forget, she has another identity as the patriarch. This girl has great abilities, you should cherish it, understand?"

Luo Fengtang nodded vigorously.

"Mother, don't worry, even if you don't tell me, my son will do this!"

The conversation between mother and son stopped because Yang Ruoqing had already returned with the medicine.

"This pack of medicinal powder is for external application. This pack is for oral administration."

After Yang Ruoqing gave Luo Fengtang some careful advice, the young couple gave Tuobaxian medicine while the iron was hot.

Then, Luo Fengtang carried Tuobaxian to the bed.

"Mother, you lie down and rest, and your son will bring you dinner later." He said.

Tuoba Xian smiled and nodded: "Okay."

"You go about your own business. By the way, call Uncle Yang and Na Risong to come in. I have something to discuss with them." Tuobaxian said.

Luo Fengtang nodded, and left the room with Yang Ruoqing.

After communicating with Yan Huaian and Nari Songna, the young couple finally got a short space to be alone.

"Mother's feet are not in the way, don't worry about it, and don't blame yourself anymore." Yang Ruoqing said to Luo Fengtang again.

She knew that he was the most filial person, so he managed to catch his mother to play in the mountains, but his mother hurt his foot.

In his heart, he must have been blaming himself all the time.

Hearing Yang Ruoqing's words, Luo Fengtang squeezed out a smile and nodded.

Yang Ruoqing continued: "I've seen all the wild game you sent over. You're so good, you've returned with a full load!"

"It's just that you want to take so much game, and your mother sprained her foot. How did you come back?" She asked curiously.

Mentioning this, Luo Fengtang slapped his head: "Oh, look at my memory, I came here to patronize my mother's feet, but I forgot about it!"

"What?" Yang Ruoqing raised her eyebrows.

Luo Fengtang said: "Chasing the clouds!"

"Chasing clouds? What's wrong with chasing clouds?" Yang Ruoqing hurriedly asked.

Luo Fengtang said: "When we were hunting in the mountains, we met Zhuiyun."

"It was Zhuiyun who helped me bring the things back, and I was responsible for carrying my mother," he said.

"What? You mean, Zhuiyun entered the village in broad daylight?" Yang Ruoqing asked in surprise.

"Then where is it now? Has it returned to the mountain?"

"No, it's in our big yard." Luo Fengtang said.

"I thought, it's not easy for it to go all the way down the mountain, plus you talked about it to me two days ago, so let's leave it in the yard, so you can see the mountain when you look back." Luo Fengtang said.

Yang Ruoqing happily gave him an appreciative look: "You really missed my heart, where is Chasing Cloud? Come on, take me to see it!"

……

"Do you want me? Do you want me? Say it!"

In the quiet small courtyard, Yang Ruoqing bent down and hugged Zhuiyun's big fluffy head in her arms.

Zhuiyun was also very happy, rubbing his head in her arms vigorously, and his strong legs stood firmly on the ground.

But because of the excitement, the muscles in the legs were tense.

The thick wolf tail, like a broom, swayed vigorously, making a few sweet-scented osmanthus flowers falling from the bluestone board behind him fly away.

"Hahaha, don't lick me anymore, I understand, I understand, you miss me, hahaha..."

After a lot of frolicking, one person and one wolf stopped temporarily.

Yang Ruoqing was sitting by the flower bed under the sweet-scented osmanthus tree in the yard, shaking her legs.

Zhuiyun lay lazily by her leg, and every time her upturned foot swayed in front of it, it would stretch out a fluffy paw and pat her foot lightly. a bit.

One person and one dog come and go, cooperate with each other tacitly, and they are always happy.

Luo Fengtang clasped his hands in front of him, leaned to one side, and looked at them with a smile in his eyes.

"Qing'er, since you like chasing clouds so much, why don't we let it live with us?" He suggested.

Yang Ruoqing's eyes lit up when she heard this.

"Really? Is it really possible? Can I really keep Zhuiyun in this house?" she asked.

Luo Fengtang laughed: "Silly girl, you are the mistress of this house, of course you have the final say."

Yang Ruoqing snapped her fingers happily: "Oh yeah, husband, you are so kind!"

Then, she bent down and patted Zhuiyun's head: "How is it? Stay and live with us? This house is big enough, you can run wild in it."

Zhuiyun raised his head and looked at her with a pair of purple pupils.

She wasn't as excited as she had expected.

"Is Zhuiyun unhappy?" Luo Fengtang asked again.

After thinking for a while, he said to himself: "It is a wolf king after all, and it is used to living in the mountains."

"Inviting it to stay is just our wishful thinking. I'm afraid it doesn't like being restrained like this..."

(End of this chapter)