Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 180 Mu Zichuan's farewell (third shift)

Nettle grass is also called biting grass in this area.

In autumn, in the woods and on the ridges, there are clusters of clusters.

People and animals here don't touch it because it has thorns and pricks people.

Yang Ruoqing took the cooked pig food to the pigsty to feed the pigs and chickens, and cleaned the pigsty by the way.

The chicken coop was still empty, without a single egg.

She was a little surprised, grabbed the old hen, and touched the back of its buttocks.

I know it.

Putting the old hen back, she took the dirt from the pigpen and put it in a dustpan and sent it to the small manure bag behind the yard.

The small dung bag, to put it bluntly, is a place where farmers and households use to dump garbage, pig manure, chicken manure, dog si, rotten vegetables and leaves.

These things are piled up and exposed to the sun and rain.

After a long time, it naturally fermented and evolved into farm manure.

When the fields are plowed in spring, they are transported to the fields, which is conducive to the growth of crops.

When Yang Ruoqing came back from the backyard, Mrs. Sun was already busy in the kitchen.

"Mom, what are you having for breakfast today?" She asked with a smile.

"Corn flour is mushy, filling and simple!" Sun said.

In a short while, the fragrant and sweet cornmeal is cooked.

Da'an and Xiao'an also finished washing and came to the stove, and after delivering Yang Huazhong's bowl, everyone sat around the small table in the stove to have breakfast.

Yang Ruoqing asked Sun who was sitting opposite her: "Mother, did you pick up eggs from the chicken coop yesterday?"

Sun said: "No, I haven't played yet!"

Yang Ruoqing raised her eyebrows: "That's not right, it used to live in my house, laying one a day. It's been two days since I moved to the pigsty, and half an egg hasn't been laid, what's the matter?"

"Did you eat too little and have no eggs?" Xiao An asked childishly.

"It's unlikely." Yang Ruoqing said.

"Could it be that he went to another place?" Sun said.

"It doesn't look like it." Yang Ruoqing said: "I cleaned the pigsty in the morning, and I searched everywhere, but I didn't see it. Besides the height of the fence, it is a chicken or a goose, so it can't fly out."

"Maybe it was stolen!" Da'an said abruptly.

Yang Ruoqing and Sun's set their sights on Da'an together.

Sun said: "Don't talk nonsense, how can a thief lay hands on an egg?"

Yang Ruoqing said: "Hey, mother, don't tell me, some people have small vision, let alone eggs, they even steal chili sauce!"

Sun knew who Yang Ruoqing was talking about, so she smiled helplessly.

Suddenly thought of something, Sun said: "There is no proof, so it's hard to say that. However, yesterday morning, I did see your fourth aunt standing over our pigsty."

Yang Ruoqing's eyes lit up, "My fourth aunt is the most suspicious."

Daan nodded in agreement.

"Da'an, Xiao'an, be smart! That thief's appetite has grown, he might even take away our old hen!" Yang Ruoqing ordered.

Da'an and Xiao'an nodded together.

"I touched it just now, that hen has eggs, and this one will definitely lay eggs!" Yang Ruoqing added.

Da'an said in a deep voice: "Sister, don't worry, if the thief dares to come again today, we will definitely catch her!"

"it is good!"

Yang Ruoqing was completely at ease with Da'an, a serious and serious wife, sitting in charge.

There was still some corn paste warm in the pot, so Yang Ruoqing filled a bowl and put two spoonfuls of caramel on it.

He turned it upside down with another bowl, and then put it into a bamboo basket together with the clothes washed yesterday.

"Mother, I'm going to visit Xiatang Yazi. I'll cook it when my house comes for lunch. You weigh ten catties of soybeans and soak them in water first."

"Hey, you can just go about your business, the soy bean lady will come to soak after washing the dishes, you don't have to worry about it!"

"Well, then I'm going!"

Carrying a basket, Yang Ruoqing walked out of the house.

Here, Mrs. Sun rushed to Yang Huazhong's room excitedly.

"Her father, let me tell you, our Qing'er is really good to Tang Yazi!"

"What do you mean?" the man sat up and asked.

"Yesterday I brought Tang Yazi's clothes to wash, and now I'm giving Tang Yazi corn mush."

"Haha, that's good, that's good!"

"I also heard Xiao An secretly tell me that his sister didn't sleep at night, and took out a flower under the pillow to look at it, laughing while looking at it..."

"Is there such a thing? Where did the flowers come from?"

"Nine times out of ten, it was given by Tang Yazi!"

"If that's the case, then Tang Yazi is really enlightened..."

Yang Ruoqing walked straight along the bluestone road with a basket on her shoulders.

At the turn at the next intersection, she heard someone calling her behind her.

Turning her head, she saw a person standing under the courtyard wall of a family on a slant, looking towards her.

Mu Zichuan?

Yang Ruoqing was surprised, and then her eyes fell on Mu Zichuan.

He was still wearing the [-]% new sky blue straight embroidered dress, and black cloth shoes on his feet.

In one hand, he held the book bag his mother sewed for him. The inside of the bag was bulging, obviously full of books.

In the other hand, he held a rain gear.

It looks like it's about to go out.

"Mu Zichuan, why are you calling me?"

Yang Ruoqing turned around, smiled at him, and asked.

Mu Zichuan looked at her with a complicated expression, and said in a loud voice: "Qing'er, I'm here to say goodbye to you. I'm going to the school in the town to study. After I go, I can go back to the village after the New Year's Eve."

Yang Ruoqing nodded: "Well, you concentrate on your studies and study hard!"

Mu Zichuan smiled faintly, "Ten years of hard work, no one asked me, and I became famous all over the world in one fell swoop. Qing'er, I will definitely study hard, and in the future, I will shine on the lintel of the family and become famous!"

Yang Ruoqing secretly rolled her eyes, Damn it, I'll encourage you a few words, and even snarled.

I hate shouting slogans the most!

"Success, then go quickly, don't waste time!"

She waved at him and turned to leave, but was stopped by him again.

"What else is there?" she asked.

"Qing'er, where are you going in such a hurry?" He asked.

"I have something to do at Tang Yazi's house!" she said.

Luo Fengtang?

Mu Zichuan frowned slightly, and his gaze finally noticed the bamboo basket she was carrying.

In addition to the two bowls that were turned upside down, there was also a neatly folded men's suit.

"Is that the clothes you made for him yourself?" He asked, pointing to the clothes in the basket.

Yang Ruoqing also glanced into the basket, smiled and said, "No, I haven't learned how to cut clothes yet. It's his own clothes. If they get dirty, I'll take them back and wash them for him before sending them over!"

Mu Zichuan's expression changed immediately.

He looked at Yang Ruoqing with a complicated expression, and asked, "Qing'er, what is the relationship between you and Tang Yazi? Are all the things that the villagers say behind their backs true?"

Yang Ruoqing was startled.

Seeing that Mu Zichuan took the initiative to say goodbye to her, she stopped to chat with him.

Didn't expect him to question her when he came up?

It seems that we can't chat happily anymore!

She twitched the corners of her mouth: "What relationship do I have with Tang Yazi? That's our business, and it's not up to outsiders to take care of it."

(End of this chapter)