Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 1577 Spicy Eyes (four more)

Xiao Yaxue was stunned for a moment, still not quite understanding what is a chrysanthemum and what is a sunflower.

Xiao Yaxue understood in seconds when she met Yang Ruoqing's eyes.

"Oh my god, Qing'er, you are so talented, this example is good at playing, it's really appropriate!" Xiao Yaxue said.

After the two laughed for a while, Yang Ruoqing asked Xiao Yaxue again: "What about these two days? What's going on at Wangfu?"

Xiao Yaxue said: "Wang Fu probably felt that it hurt a man's self-esteem too much, and he didn't tell his women about that matter."

"I've been at home for the past two days, lying on my stomach obediently, not going anywhere, not going out of the house."

"I can't sit still, and I can't stand up, so I can only lie on the bed and hum."

"He couldn't even get up for the New Year's Eve dinner tonight. Later, his son went to his room and talked about it, and then he was helped to the main room for dinner."

"Several layers of tattered wadding were laid under the stool, but I still grimaced in pain."

"His son and the others don't know what's going on. They want to ask the doctor to come over and see, but Wang Fu refuses to agree."

"When I came here just now, Wangfu was still lying on the bed and moaning, and his wife was also pushed to another bed by him to sleep." Xiao Yaxue reported everything in one go.

Yang Ruoqing pinched her chin, showing a thoughtful expression.

"I suspect that after what happened this time, the shadow in Wangfu's heart is probably as big as the big sieve my mother used to dry cotton."

"Haha, maybe, even if his chrysanthemum is healed, he won't be interested in having sex with his woman anymore, great!" Yang Ruoqing said.

Xiao Yaxue nodded again and again, "Hey, the three men, the picture is so beautiful, the eyes are hot."

"Qing'er, if you have the chance, you must go and see it with your own eyes!"

Faced with Xiao Yaxue's strong recommendation, Yang Ruoqing did not refuse at all.

"That must be dripped. Later, when his chrysanthemum is ready, let's arrange another opportunity for him to get together with three, four or even more homeless people!"

"Haha, think of it as giving benefits to those homeless people!" Yang Ruoqing said.

Xiao Yaxue said: "Good idea!"

Thinking of something, Yang Ruoqing suddenly asked Xiao Yaxue again: "By the way, you can see so clearly, why don't you run into that room to observe it?"

Xiao Yaxue rolled her eyes: "Look at what you're asking, it's basically insulting my sis and my clever mind!"

"How can I let Wang Fu and his wife recognize that we did these things? Otherwise, how can we have fun next time?"

Hearing this, Yang Ruoqing nodded reassuringly: "Well, it's good that I didn't find out."

"I'm sleepy, I'm going to sleep!"

Lying on the bed, it took a while to really fall asleep.

Why?

Because outside the house, near the Earth Temple at the south end of the village, the sound of firecrackers kept coming and going, drowning out the sound of firecrackers.

The sound of firecrackers lasted for a long time, but it will gradually subside.

It's like closing your eyes this night, and when you open them again, the old year has passed and the new year has begun.

Saying goodbye to the old and welcoming the new, year after year, day and night.

The sound of firecrackers gradually faded away until it became calm, and the eyelids gradually sank...

In the dream, she seemed to see that familiar man again...

At this time, it was far away from the gate of a certain barracks of the southern garrison.

With his hands behind his back, Luo Fengtang stood tall and straight at the gate of the barracks, looking towards the north in the direction of Mianniu Mountain.

Sunny...

In his heart, he has been chanting the name silently.

It seems that he didn't read it once, as if that girl was by his side once.

The mountains in front of him overlapped one another, forming a natural barrier that cut off the connection between him and her.

Luo Fengtang suddenly thought of a story Yang Ruoqing told him that he had heard before.

That story is called Yugong Yishan.

At this moment, he really wanted to be a fool again and move away the mountain in front of him, so that he could go back to Changping Village smoothly and hold that girl in his arms.

In the distance, over Xiushui Town, fireworks rose.

Luo Fengtang squinted his eyes, tonight is New Year's Eve, after being together, the two have never been separated on New Year's Eve.

This year, she was pregnant, but she wasn't there yet...

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That night, Yang Ruoqing dreamed of Luo Fengtang.

When she woke up, she couldn't remember what she experienced in the dream, but there was one thing she was sure of.

That was in the dream last night, she was very happy, and she must have laughed several times in the middle of the night.

But when I woke up, my mood was not so good.

Picking up the pillow he slept on, he sniffed gently at his nose.

This pillow has been washed and dried.

It is full of faint fragrance and the smell of sunlight, the breath left by him has long faded to the point of no trace.

In the belly, a little person stretched his body inside again.

Driven by her belly, it tightened intermittently.

She smiled knowingly and raised her hand to caress her stomach.

"Tang Yazi, don't miss me."

"Although you are not by my side, my child is with me. I am not alone, nor lonely..."

……

After sorting out her mood, she changed into a light red, festive new dress, and walked out of the room with her hair in a tight bun.

She regained that sunny, optimistic, and laughing image again.

This is the first day of the new year. It is a custom in this area to visit relatives and friends, or to rest at home.

But everyone chose to rest at home, because they stayed up all night on New Year's Eve, so they had to catch up on the first day of the first lunar month.

When it was the second day of junior high school, Yang Ruoqing followed Yang Huazhong and the Sun family to visit the Sun family to celebrate the new year.

At Sun's house, Yang Ruoqing and the others met Yang Yongjin, Cao Bamei, and Xiuxiu's family of three who also went back to their natal home for New Year's greetings.

While cooking in the kitchen, Bamei Cao said to Yang Ruoqing and Sun Shi, "Yongjin years ago, at the restaurant, I met a customer from the town of Third Uncle Xiuxiu."

"After a few conversations, that customer is still related to Third Uncle Xiuxiu's master's family." Bamei Cao said.

Embroidered third uncle?
Yang Ruoqing sorted out the relationship, "Oh, you're talking about the master's family where my third cousin married him?"

Bamei Cao nodded.

"Third Aunt Xiuxiu, I heard that she is also pregnant, two months older than you, and she is going to give birth in a few days." Bamei Cao said.

Yang Ruoqing said: "Did Second Brother tell Grandpa and Grandma about this?"

Bamei Cao shook her head.

"Your second brother means that back then, your third brother cut off his robes with your uncle in front of everyone in Lao Yang's family, and severed the relationship between father and son."

"I also publicly said that I have nothing to do with our old Yang's family, so I married his master."

"So there's no need to tell grandma about having a baby."

"Firstly, the child's surname is not Yang, and secondly, it has been agreed that the two sides will not move around..."

After hearing Cao Bamei's words, Yang Ruoqing and Sun Shi also felt that it made sense.

(End of this chapter)