Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 1431 Do you spoil me? (three more)
She pointed to her stomach: "My stomach can't bear it, and it will make your daughter uncomfortable."

Luo Fengtang suddenly said, "Oh, look at me, I'm really stupid than Zhu Bajie!"

"Come on, then I'll take you back!"

Unable to resist her refusal, she stretched out her thick and strong arms, hugged her horizontally, and walked steadily towards the backyard with long, slender steps.

She hooked his neck and looked at his handsome profile under the moonlight.

"In the future, I will become an old woman with white hair and lost teeth. Will you still spoil me like this?"

She looked up and asked him.

When I asked this, I felt that I was being hypocritical.

However, he was seriously thinking about her hypocritical question.

"Of course I will," he said.

"As long as I have the strength, I will hold you until I grow old."

"One day I will be old and I can't hold you anymore, so I will help you go." He said.

"Yeah, this is what we agreed on, don't play tricks!" she said.

"Well, don't play tricks."

……

After a month and a half, the hottest season of the year is gradually coming to an end.

In broad daylight, although the sun is still scorching hot, but in the morning and night, you can already feel the coolness.

The late rice is not yet mature, but the cotton in the field is white.

Yang Huazhong's family planted nearly ten mu of cotton, and because the couple took good care of it, at this time, they stood on the ground and looked into the field.

The cotton trees are covered with pure white cotton, just like balls of snow, which is very gratifying.

Mrs. Sun, Bao Suyun and Mrs. Sun went to pick cotton from dawn to dusk.

At this time, Yang Ruoqing was not idle either.

Luo Fengtang helped Yang Huazhong to take care of the rice and set up a water truck to water it.

On the other hand, she put on a straw woven hat and a long-sleeved dress, and followed Mrs. Sun and the others to pick cotton with a bamboo basket.

"Qing'er, you have to be careful, don't fall."

Mrs. Sun kept telling her, very worried.

Yang Ruoqing smiled happily, "Mother, don't worry, my feet are safe and I won't fall."

Picking up cotton is actually not tiring, it is also very interesting.

Looking at the cotton tree in front of me, there is a large snow-white cotton flower in full bloom.

Gently pinch one corner of it with your fingers, and then pull it out forcefully.

In his hand, a large ball of fluffy cotton fell, which felt very good.

Then throw it into the bamboo basket, and then pick it.

Listening to Dasun's and the others' chat, just like that, keep going forward.

Wherever he went, all the white snowflakes were picked.

The bamboo basket was full before I knew it.

When a cotton ridge has been harvested to the end, the cotton in the bamboo basket is poured into the hemp thread belt brought.

Go on.

Yang Ruoqing picked them with great relish, and before she knew it, the sun gradually rose to the top of her head, and it was almost noon.

Mrs. Sun looked up at the sun above her head, and said to the crowd: "It's almost noon, let's all go back, I'm going to cook, come over to eat at noon."

Da Sun said: "It's still early for lunch, and there's still another hour to pick."

Bao Suyun said: "Let Qing'er go back first, she has two bodies, so she shouldn't be too burdened."

Yang Ruoqing really felt the heat.

After being pregnant, the summer feels much hotter than usual.

Probably because of the changes in various aspects of the body after pregnancy. At this moment, they didn't sweat much, but she was sweating profusely.

"Qing'er, you should go back first. In the bucket in the kitchen, I soaked a watermelon with well water."

"You cut and eat first, and mother will go home to cook lunch in a while." Sun said.

Yang Ruoqing nodded without insisting too much.

Just as she stepped onto the ridge, suddenly, several figures caught her attention on the road in front of her sight.

"Mother, look, is the person pushing the cart over there my second uncle?"

She pointed to the front of the line of sight and asked.

Mrs. Sun and the others followed the prestige and were also surprised.

"It's your second uncle, what is he... going to do?" Mrs. Sun was surprised.

On the main road ahead, Yang Hualin was pushing a trolley ahead, and the shuttle was loaded with stones.

There are two more people behind to help push.

Behind, there were several other men, all pushing carts.

The cart is loaded with individual pieces of wood.

"It's all raw, and with these stones and wood, my second uncle is going back to the village to build a house by himself?"

Yang Ruoqing asked.

Mrs. Sun and the others were surprised, put down their work, and stood on the ridge to look towards the road.

I saw Yang Hualin pushing the trolley and leading those people towards the Earth Temple.

Then, at the border between Changping Village and Lijia Village, they stopped and started unloading the nets from the cart.

"I guess they really plan to build a house there," Yang Ruoqing said again.

A few days ago, the second uncle came back to Lao Yang's house and asked to recognize his ancestors.

Not only was he rejected by Lao Yangtou and Mrs. Tan, but also several rooms in the second room were taken back.

At first, I thought it was impossible for Erbo and the others to come back, but unexpectedly, they even ran back to build a house by themselves?

Haha, this cheek is really thick!
"Mother, don't care about them, I'll go back first, so don't delay too long."

Yang Ruoqing turned around and said to Mrs. Sun and the others.

Sun nodded: "Be careful on the road and walk slowly."

"Ok!"

……

Yang Hualin married a brothel woman, and the brothel woman gave birth to a son for him.

The fact that Yang Hualin wanted to bring his wife and son back to recognize his ancestors and was kicked out by the old Yang's family has been hotly discussed by the villagers in the past few days.

In the past few days, Lao Yang was too embarrassed to walk in the village.

When I met someone on the road, I would joke with him, asking why the old man didn't want to kiss his grandson?
Finally, after a few days, the turmoil gradually faded away.

But the fact that Yang Hualin came back to build the house was like a handful of firewood, and the enthusiasm for this matter was once again heated up.

In one lunch time, the whole village spread the word.

Including Yang Huazhong and Luo Fengtang who came back from pumping water from the fields, they all knew about it.

Yang Huazhong sat there smoking a stuffy cigarette, taking one puff after another, puffing and sighing.

Yang Ruoqing saw that Yang Huazhong had something on his mind, and it must have something to do with Erbo returning to the village to build a house.

So, he walked over and persuaded: "Father, don't think too much, as long as we do what we said that day and leave him alone, it won't hinder us wherever he builds the house!"

Yang Huazhong pulled out the cigarette holder from his mouth, and said: "That's what I said, but this **** is dangling under my nose, it's annoying!"

Yang Ruoqing curled her lips: "Don't look at it, don't talk to it, just treat it as a passerby."

"Don't be soft-hearted, it's none of our business!"

Yang Huazhong nodded: "Well, I understand, girl, you don't have to worry about these things."

"You are pregnant with a baby right now, Uncle Fu has already said, you should keep a happy mood." He told her in turn.

(End of this chapter)