Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 2160 A knowing smile (three more)

Yang Ruoqing gently stroked his forehead, "Sleep well, and when you wake up, we will be home."

"There is a little sister waiting for us at home. She will definitely like you when she sees you," she said.

Dazhi narrowed his eyes slightly, and made a sucking motion with his small mouth, and made a soft, subtle sound.

Seeing this, Yang Ruoqing couldn't help laughing.

Is this an action of sucking milk?

This child probably seldom got close to the alcoholic daughter-in-law since he was a child, and he seriously lacked the love of his father and mother!

She glanced around the inside of the carriage, and then saw a small puppet.

This puppet was played by Luo Baobao before, and he never took it out.

Yang Ruoqing took the puppet and stuffed it into Dazhi's arms, "Hold it to sleep, little guy, let it accompany you and have a good dream!"

Dazhi grew up so big, it was the first time he saw this kind of doll made of cloth, with nose and eyes, small hands and feet, and beautiful clothes.

Dazhi's eyes were full of novelty, and the drowsiness he had obviously had before suddenly dissipated quite a bit at this moment.

Then he hugged the puppet, looked at it carefully, stretched out his hand from time to time, pinched the puppet's nose, small face,

I pinched my own again, as if I was making a comparison, and I had a great time playing with it.

Seeing his appearance, Yang Ruoqing also smiled knowingly.

As long as he likes it, when he arrives at Changping Village's home, there are plenty of fun things for him to play with.

Dazhi was having a good time, and she felt relieved, satiated with food and drink, sat in the flat and stable carriage, picked up the books on the side, and started to read.

Occasionally, he glanced at Dazhi.

Time passed bit by bit, and when she glanced over it for the unknown number of times, she found that the child was playing and fell asleep.

The puppet was scattered around his head, and he turned sideways, with his small face pressed against the pillow, and his small mouth pouted.

Yang Ruoqing smiled slightly, stretched out her hand and lifted the quilt covering her body, and continued to read her book.

The carriage moved forward.

She got out of the carriage, poured a bowl of tea that had been kept warm all the time, and gave it to a good man in front who was focused on the journey.

"Drink some water, sit on the side and rest for a while, and let me catch up for a while," she said.

Luo Fengtang shook his head: "I'm not thirsty, drink it yourself."

Yang Ruoqing said: "I've already had a drink, take a few sips and rest, I'll change hands for you."

Luo Fengtang said: "No need..."

"Oh, don't give me any excuses. It's such a long road. It's too hard to drive alone. I'll change hands for you first. There is still a long way to go. After you rest, you will have the energy to go. Drive."

"It will be dark in the future, and it will be more difficult to travel. You should rest for a while."

Yang Ruoqing couldn't help but put the bamboo tube in his hand into his hand, and pulled the rein in his hand with the other hand.

Luo Fengtang had no choice but to follow her, took the bamboo tube and sat aside, drank water, rested, and watched her drive the car.

It's nice to have a daughter-in-law, especially a daughter-in-law who can drive a carriage and loves her so much.

The water in the bamboo tube is clearly colorless and odorless.

But when you drink it in your mouth, it is sweet, like adding honey.

Here, while Yang Ruoqing was driving the carriage, she glanced at him from the corner of her eyes from time to time.

Knowing that he was peeking at her, she pursed her lips, and the corners of her lips could not help but curl up in pleasure.

"Why are you peeking at me?" she asked.

Luo Fengtang said: "My wife is pretty."

The corners of her lips curved a little more, "I'm an old married couple, aren't I fatigued?"

Luo Fengtang shook his head, "I can never get enough of it."

Yang Ruoqing shot him sideways, "Hush your voice, Dazhi will hear you later, how embarrassing?"

Luo Fengtang turned his head and glanced at the carriage, and then looked away, "He should be asleep. Even if he wakes up, he won't be afraid to hear it. What can such a young child understand?"

Yang Ruoqing raised her eyebrows, which is true.

"Tang Yazi, I am disappointed and have gained something unexpected this trip. My mood...is a bit complicated!" she said.

Hearing her words, Luo Fengtang twisted the lid of the bamboo tube in his hand and said, "To be honest, I am too."

Yang Ruoqing turned her head and glanced at him.

"Baba came here to look for Chen'er, and everyone in the family knows that we are here to look for Chen'er." She continued.

"Maybe they've been thinking about this for a few days after they left, and they're all hopeful that we can take Chen'er back."

"However, they are destined to be disappointed. When I think of your mother, my mother, and their disappointed eyes at that time, I, I am a little bit afraid to go back, afraid to face..."

she said.

Although she brought Dazhi back, it was her own love for the poor child.

For the family, Chen'er is always the most important and the most concerned!

If Chen'er didn't find it, then this trip was wasted.

After listening to her words, Luo Fengtang also frowned slightly, and nodded thoughtfully.

"I think so too, but if you didn't find it, you didn't find it. You have to admit the fact." He said out loud.

"Besides, this trip to Hekou Village, to put it bluntly, is our first step in finding Chen'er."

"In the future, we will go to many places where we have found clues to look for Chen'er. As ourselves, as our family members, my mother, uncle, and father-in-law and mother-in-law..."

"Every one of us must be mentally prepared for this, and we must be able to endure disappointment, disappointment again and again..."

"Through hard work, you can create the best weapons."

"In the same way, as long as we don't give up, we will definitely be able to find our son!" He said.

After he finished speaking, he suddenly realized that he had waited for a long time, but he still hadn't gotten her response.

She stared at him blankly, the reins in her hand were loose, and the speed of the carriage slowed down a lot.

"What's the matter, Qing'er? Why are you looking at me like this?" He was a little surprised.

"I, I, is there something dirty on my face?" He asked, subconsciously raising his hand to wipe his face.

Yang Ruoqing suddenly spoke at this moment.

"Tang Yazi, when did you become so eloquent? Huh?" She opened her eyes wide with disbelief.

"Are you the same Tang Yazi who stuttered and didn't speak well when I first met? Huh?"

She asked again, the surprise on her face gradually turned into admiration, worship!

"Ah?" Luo Fengtang raised his eyebrows, a little surprised by her answer.

Yang Ruoqing went on to say: "Your words are set in one set, this is chicken soup for the soul,"

"Drinking your chicken soup for the soul, I feel that the stone on my heart has suddenly become much lighter." She said.

Hearing this, Luo Fengtang pursed his lips.

"Don't carry too much burden in your heart, we have to travel lightly, so that we can better find our son!" He said.

(End of this chapter)