Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 1409 No Physical Strength (fourth update)

"I'm leaving tomorrow, and everything in the family will be handed over to you, daughter-in-law, you will suffer." He said.

The voice is slightly hoarse.

Yang Ruoqing pursed her lips.

"You can concentrate on taking care of the military camp. You don't have to worry about it at home. I'm here!" she said.

He nodded, staring at her face.

"I'm going back to the barracks this time, maybe I won't be able to come back until the Mid-Autumn Festival in August."

"There will be more than three months in the middle, I will miss you, and you should remember to miss me!" He said.

Hearing his childish words, Yang Ruoqing couldn't help laughing.

She drew circles on his chest with her little hand, "Well, I will miss you, but I don't allow you to miss me too much."

"Why?" he asked in surprise.

Yang Ruoqing said: "Swords and arrows have no eyes, don't get distracted when you're doing things, don't think about me."

"When you lie on the bed at night, you can miss me for a while." She said.

That's what happened!
Luo Fengtang understood, and felt warm in his heart.

He stretched out his arms and embraced her completely in his arms.

"I used to be single, so I didn't feel anything."

"Now that I have a daughter-in-law and a hot quilt, I really can't live without this feeling of warmth," he said again.

She curled up in his arms, giggling.

……

When Yang Ruoqing woke up in the morning, the place where he slept was empty.

She raised her hand and touched the place, but there was no temperature, which meant that he had been away for a long time.

Thinking of the crazy scenes last night, I still couldn't help but blush.

However, there was another sense of loss in my heart.

She reached out and grabbed the pillow he slept on and hugged her in her arms, smelling the smell he left behind, as if, he was still by my side, not outside the thousands of mountains and rivers that separated her...

Parting is for a better reunion.

Yang Ruoqing is well aware of this truth.

All nostalgia and dependence only stay in the tent.

When she got out of bed fully dressed again, she was still the vigorous, busy and fulfilling Yang Ruoqing who could take care of herself.

It's the rainy season again.

There is light rain every day.

With the painful lessons of last year, at this time of this year, everyone saw that the sky was not sunny, and everyone was worried.

"It stands to reason that the rain should have stopped. Last year we suffered from floods and no crops were harvested. Is it possible that we will suffer again this year?"

"Probably not. You see, the water level in the pond at the entrance of the village hasn't risen much, so there won't be any floods."

"Even if the water level rises, there is no fear of flooding."

"What?"

"We have built drainage fortifications in this area, and the vines and melons will not be flooded!"

"That's fine, that's fine!"

"..."

When Yang Ruoqing was eating breakfast at Sun's place, she couldn't help laughing when she heard Sun relay the conversation of the villagers that she heard from outside.

"Once bitten by a snake, I'm afraid of well ropes for ten years, hehe, everyone is afraid of it." She said.

Sun said: "It's not just them, your father is the same."

"Seeing that it has been raining for the past few days, your father can't sleep at night, for fear that the rice fields will be submerged again," the woman said.

Yang Ruoqing smiled and said to Sun: "Mother, tell Dad later, just say I said it."

"This year, our area won't be flooded. Even if it rains for another ten days and a half months, it won't be flooded. Let him rest assured!"

……

This rain lasted for another three to five days, and finally cleared up.

As soon as the sky cleared, everyone seemed to see the light through the clouds and fog, and the whole village suddenly came alive.

The farming is busy, and the cows are walking everywhere.

In the field, in the field, in the vegetable garden, in the tea field behind the village...

By the pond, by the river...

There are busy figures everywhere.

The oil mill at the south end of the village was also opened, and everyone lined up to send the dried rapeseed at home to the oil mill for oil extraction.

(End of this chapter)