Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 2179 So funny? (two more)
After drinking and eating, Zhou Wang and Xiaohuan got up and said goodbye.

Blacksmith Luo said, "Wait a minute."

Then, he turned and looked at Wang Cuilian: "Are you ready?"

Wang Cuilian smiled and said, "I prepared it when you guys were drinking earlier, so I'll go get it here!"

Wang Cuilian hurried into the east room, and after a while, brought out a quilt and came to Zhou Wang and Xiaohuan.

"This is a new quilt made this year. It was originally intended for Tang Yazi and Qing'er. No, you are getting married. I discussed it with Qing'er earlier."

"My Qing'er means the same as I do, and plans to give you this new quilt to cover."

Hearing this, Zhou Wang and Xiaohuan were flattered.

Xiaohuan said: "Auntie, cousin Qing'er, this...how embarrassing..."

Wang Cuilian said: "You live in shacks, it's cold. Take it, don't be polite to us."

Xiaohuan bowed gratefully to Wang Cuilian before accepting the quilt.

Sending the young couple to the gate of the yard, Zhou Wang didn't come with a carriage or an ox cart, but a wooden cart.

Why?

All the horses and cattle remained in Zhou Xia's hands, and this wooden cart was borrowed by Zhou Wang from the villagers.

"There are also these two things, and they are also brought together."

Blacksmith Luo said again, and came out with half a bag of things in one hand from the kitchen.

"Uncle, this is again..." Zhou Wang asked.

Blacksmith Luo said, "Thirty catties of rice, thirty catties of wheat flour, and five catties of rapeseed oil."

"Uncle, you must not force it, you are going to ruin my nephew and me!" Zhou Wang waved his hands again and again, killing those things.

Blacksmith Luo turned down his face, and said: "I'm uncle, you are my nephew, I can't eat enough to give you a little bit, it's not too much!"

"Besides, you have just separated and are struggling to move forward. Xiaohuan has another one in her stomach. She can't eat enough in the cold weather. Are you going to starve to death in the shack?"

"Take it, don't say anything, go back before it's dark." Blacksmith Luo said.

Wang Cuilian and Yang Ruoqing were also persuading Zhou Wang, but in the end Zhou Wang had nothing to do, he thanked everyone with Xiaohuan, and just now he left Changping Village with his things, pushed a wooden cart, and returned to Zhoujia Village.

Luo Tiejiang, Yang Ruoqing and the others sighed again, and then teased the two children.

Blacksmith Luo took out the gadgets he made for the two of them, that is, some small crickets made of thatch.

The two children liked it even more. They ran around in the courtyard of the old Luo's house, screaming, jumping, making noise, and they were extremely happy.

Then, Luo Baobao found two brooms from nowhere, kept one for himself, and gave the other to Dazhi.

The two children put their brooms under their crotches, imitated the posture of riding a horse, ran and jumped in the yard, laughing and laughing.

Yang Ruoqing and Luo Fengtang took stools and sat under the wall to bask in the warm winter sun, their eyes following the two small figures.

Seeing the two of them like this, Yang Ruoqing suddenly remembered the scene in Harry Potter.

The students of the magic school are flying in the sky on brooms, which is very interesting.

Suddenly, Luo Fengtang's deep voice came into his ears.

"The concubine's first payment, the drama in front of the folding door."

"Lang rode a bamboo horse to make green plums around the bed."

Yang Ruoqing raised her head in surprise and looked at him.

"Ah, you are a great poet." She pursed her lips and said with a smile.

Luo Fengtang smiled a little embarrassedly, and raised his chin towards the two children.

"Seeing their childhood sweethearts like this reminds me of you and me," he said.

"Me and you?" Yang Ruoqing raised her eyebrows, her eyes revealing memories.

"The question is, you are nearly five years older than me. When you were as old as the two of them, I didn't know where the end of the world was."

"And when I was their age, you were six or seven years old, and you went to learn blacksmithing with your uncle,"

"We two have never played together like this before!" Yang Ruoqing teased with a smile.

Luo Fengtang also smiled, and said: "Actually, you don't know, when you were as big as Baobao and Dazhi, I met you several times, and one of them left a deep impression on me."

"Huh?" She squinted her eyes and became interested.

"Tell me, what was the situation at that time?" she urged.

Luo Fengtang's eyes gradually deepened, looking at her, it was as if through time, seeing ten years ago...

"That year, I remember that it was also the twelfth lunar month, and it was very cold in winter."

"I followed my uncle to go back to the village from my aunt's house in Zhoujia Village, and I was also preparing for the New Year." He said.

His voice was deep and gentle, with an indescribable magic power.

Like a storyteller, with a tone full of local accent...

"At that time, my uncle was in good health. We made some money by forging iron in Zhoujia Village."

"I remember that my uncle was very happy at that time. When passing by Qingshui Town, he even bought me a small cotton padded coat that I had seen finished in Buzhuang. He said it was new clothes for the Chinese New Year."

"When the steamed stuffed bun shop at the entrance of the town was passing by, it bought me two meat buns."

"I ate one on the way, and the other was reluctant to eat, so I kicked it in my arms."

"I plan to take it home and plan to eat it at the next meal."

"While passing by the entrance of the village, my uncle met an acquaintance and went to chat with him."

"I was standing alone by the pond waiting for him. At this time, I saw Aunt Yang from the old Yang's family at the north of the village coming to wash clothes..."

"Aunt Yang from the old Yang's family at the north of the village? Haha, isn't that my mother!" Yang Ruoqing couldn't help laughing.

Luo Fengtang nodded, "It's your mother."

"As far as I remember, your mother was so young and timid at that time, she didn't like talking to people by the pond," he said.

Yang Ruoqing nodded, "At that time, my mother had just married and came to Changping Village not long ago. She was a new wife."

"Plus, at that time, Lao Yang's family did not have a separated family, and my grandma was a fierce mother-in-law. My mother's arrogance was suppressed so low. I don't think I dare to take half a step or say a wrong sentence. Let's talk." She said.

Thinking of it, I feel distressed, how did I survive these days!
White terror!
"Ah, I'm not stuck with the mic, you go ahead." Yang Ruoqing said to Luo Fengtang.

Luo Fengtang nodded, and continued: "The focus is not on your mother, but on a little tail following her."

As he spoke, the corners of his lips could not help but curl up.

"That should be the first time I met you in my life." He said.

"I am six years old, and you are about the same age as the babies. When I saw you walking over, I couldn't help but laugh at that time."

As he spoke, he couldn't help laughing again.

Yang Ruoqing was in a hurry.

"Is it that funny? Tell me, why is it so funny?" She urged.

(End of this chapter)