Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 176

Yang Ruoqing came to the pigsty and looked at the three little piglets for a while.

The three little piglets were full, and now two of them went back to sleep in the piggery under the corner over there.

There is another one, which is still arching against the edge of the pig trough, making grunting sounds from time to time.

The only old hen in the family was also locked in the pigsty, pacing up and down there, like a female general on patrol.

Xu Shi saw Yang Ruoqing, a former 'roommate', coming over, and the old hen seemed a little excited.

Walking over here with her big chest upright, she tilted her head and looked at Yang Ruoqing.

"Cuckoo..."

It seemed to be greeting her.

Yang Ruoqing smiled, and said to it: "You didn't lay eggs yesterday, is it a little uncomfortable to change to a new environment?"

"Cuckoo..."

"Oh, it's okay, this time, remember to work hard and lay eggs."

"Cuckoo..."

"Don't lay eggs carelessly, or they will be crushed by pigs, and you have to lay them in your own chicken coop, do you understand?"

"Cuckoo..."

Facts have proved that both humans and animals need encouragement.

As soon as Yang Ruoqing left the yard, the old hen felt it.

It paced and ran quickly back to the chicken coop in the corner, lying there motionless...

Mrs. Liu came over from there yawning.

Last night, I had an unpleasant quarrel with Yang Huaming, and wiped away the tears all night, but that dead enemy didn't know how to coax her down.

At this moment, I was still holding back my stomach full of anger, and I didn't know where to vent it.

When passing by Sanfang's pigsty, Mrs. Liu caught sight of the three piggies in the pigsty.

Mrs. Liu spat hard, cursing in her heart.

"Little piggies, it's better to have swine fever and die!"

"Cuckoo... cluck..."

There was a cheerful rooster crowing.

Mrs. Liu turned her head, only to find that the old hen was lying in the coop, tilting her head and squawking triumphantly.

"Dead hen, howling in the morning!"

Mrs. Liu picked up a small stone under her feet and threw it into the pigsty.

It hit the hen firmly, and the hen was startled and ran out of the coop.

It flapped its wings and ran all over the yard, clucking and screaming.

In the chicken coop, lay a round egg.

The egg is bigger than normal eggs.

Mrs. Liu had heard earlier that this old hen tended to lay double-yolk eggs, and this egg must be double-yolk again!

Taking a peek behind him, the doors of the three rooms in the third room are all closed.

Except for the low voice from Yang Huazhong's room, Fat Ya and Da'an were nowhere to be seen.

good time!

Mrs. Liu was going to push open the door of the pigsty to go in, but found that the door of the pigsty was locked.

This must be the lock that Fatty Ya asked for from the fifth carpenter!

Mrs. Liu rolled her eyes, and slipped along the periphery of the pigsty to the place where the chicken coop was built.

Although the wall of the pigsty is not made of earth and stone, it is also very strong.

Half-person-high wooden piles, with wooden boards nailed on them, and then surrounded by broken fishing nets and bamboo fences.

The pigs and chickens inside couldn't get out, and the weasels outside couldn't slip in either.

Mrs. Liu spent a lot of effort, pulling and breaking it, but it could be regarded as creating a gap, and she just slipped her hand in.

Liu pouted her buttocks and stretched her hands forward.

The chicken coop was built next to the fence here, and when Mrs. Liu touched the egg, it was warm.

She put the egg into her bosom, and didn't bother to fix the gap she had opened, when the door of Yang Huazhong's room on the opposite side creaked open.

Mrs. Sun came out from inside, with a residual blush on her face.

Seeing Mrs. Liu standing over the pigsty, Mrs. Sun was taken aback and blushed even more.

"Fourth brother and sister, when did you come here?"

Mrs. Sun asked, Mrs. Liu probably didn't hear what Xin Dao said in the room just now?

"Oh, sister-in-law three, why did you come out without making a fuss? You scared me!"

Liu stroked her chest, her eyes flickering.

Sun showed a trace of suspicion, "Fourth brother and sister, what are you doing standing in my pigsty? I haven't cleaned the pigsty today, and the smell is bad!"

Mrs. Liu said: "I was going to the latrine just now, and as soon as I came here, a gust of wind blew my handkerchief here, so come and pick it up!"

As she said that, she took out a rough veil from the sleeve, which was so washed that it couldn't see its color, shook it and stuffed it back.

Mrs. Sun didn't ask any more questions, picked up the big broom and dustpan leaning against the courtyard wall, and came to clean the pigsty.

"Third sister-in-law, you should be busy first, I'm going to the toilet!"

Liu smeared oil on the soles of her feet, and quickly slipped away with the eggs in her pocket.

……

Luo Fengtang's house is in the west of Changping Village, under the oldest maple tree in the village.

This is Yang Ruoqing's third visit to Luo Fengtang's house.

Looking from a distance, there are three low thatched huts with a wall half a person's height built with earth and rocks, and there is no door to the yard.

When Yang Ruoqing walked into the courtyard, Blacksmith Luo just came out of the small kitchen on the side.

Holding a cracked earthenware bowl in his hand, he was walking towards the main room with a worried expression on his face.

"Uncle Luo!"

Yang Ruoqing called this way, and ran over at a trot.

"Qing girl, why are you here?"

Blacksmith Luo was pleasantly surprised when he saw that it was Yang Ruoqing who came.

"My mother gave Tang Yazi a pair of shoes and sent me to deliver them."

As Yang Ruoqing said, she took out the shoes in her hand and shook them.

Blacksmith Luo nodded gratefully: "Your mother has a heart. I will thank her on behalf of Tang Yazi. When Tang Yazi recovers from his illness, I will let him go and thank her by himself!"

Yang Ruoqing smiled and shook her head: "You're welcome... Ah? Is Tang Yazi sick? What's the matter?"

It was only then that she realized that in the bowl Blacksmith Luo was carrying, there was a burst of pungent smell in the small half bowl of yellow-brown soup.

Blacksmith Luo said: "I came back yesterday and lay down without eating dinner. I went to call him for breakfast this morning, but he couldn't wake up. When I touched his forehead, it looked like a charcoal stove. I'm afraid he caught a cold. I'll make him some old ginger water!"

Luo Fengtang has a fever?

Yang Ruoqing felt that the possibility of catching a cold was relatively small, and nine out of ten the wound the eagle pecked at was infected.

"Let's go, Uncle Luo will take me to see Yazi Tang!"

"it is good!"

This is Yang Ruoqing's third visit to Luo Fengtang's house.

The first time I came to deliver dumplings, I stayed in the kitchen for a while and then left.

The second time was the night when they partnered in making black tigers, they also stayed in the kitchen and did not enter the main room.

Strictly speaking, this time, she was the one who really walked into Luo Fengtang's house.

The layout is very simple, with the main room in the middle, two doors on both sides, and two wing rooms on the left and right.

In the main room, there was nothing else but a worn-out Eight Immortals table with its edges worn off and four benches.

It couldn't be more appropriate to describe it as a house with bare walls.

"It's dark in the room, girl Qing, watch out for your step!"

Blacksmith Luo, who was walking in front, turned around and told Yang Ruoqing who was following behind.

"Well, it's okay."

Yang Ruoqing responded, and followed Luo Tiejiang into the room where Luo Fengtang slept.

When she walked into the room, a strange feeling suddenly crossed her heart.

There is an indescribable novelty, and a hint of excitement and joy.

(End of this chapter)