Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 219 Tang Yazi Gives a Wheelchair (Part [-])

Yang Huazhong nodded suddenly.

Here, Yang Ruoqing asked Yu Dafu aloud: "Uncle Yu, tell us about the field at Li Guaizi's house first!"

Why did Li Guaizi sell the land? This is not the point.

What she is concerned about at the moment is whether the field is good or not, and what price!

Yu Dafu said: "The land of Li Guaizi's house is not bad, and the official survey and records register it as second-class good land."

Yang Ruoqing nodded.

When we separated last time, I heard Lao Yang and the others mention first-class and second-class...

The fields are also divided into grades, and the price of each grade is different.

Over there, Yu Dafu continued: "According to the current market situation, the second-class land is four taels of silver per mu."

Four or two acres?

Yang Ruoqing was secretly surprised.

Two mu is eight taels of silver, so expensive!

Looking at Yang Huazhong and Mrs. Sun, after hearing the price, the smiles on the couple's faces froze.

Yang Huazhong said: "How about I look at other things..."

"Father, how about this, let's ask Uncle Yu to take us to the field of Li Guaizi's house first."

Yang Ruoqing suggested.

Four taels of silver per mu of land is a bit expensive.

However, this thing is also worth what you pay for!

On the mountain behind the village, there are stretches of wasteland, and you don't need a penny, as long as you have the strength to dig it, the land will belong to you.

But what's the use of that?

The soil is not good, the irrigation is not good, and the sunshine is not enough.

If things are planted, there will be no harvest!

"If the two acres of paddy fields are not bad, let's discuss the price with Li Guaizi."

Yang Ruoqing continued: "If the name of the paddy field is not worthy of the name, it's not too late for us to choose other ones, how about it?"

Yang Huazhong nodded: "Okay, let's do this first! Tell your mother to go and have a look on the ridge!"

Yu Dafu watched from the side, couldn't help laughing and praised: "Yang Laosan, this girl of your family is the backbone!"

Yang Huazhong did not hide the pride on his face: "The money to buy the land was also earned by my daughter. My daughter is better than my son!"

While the iron was hot, Mrs. Sun immediately changed her shoes and planned to go out with Yu Dafu to see the fields.

Yang Ruoqing understood Sun's character.

I was worried that her ears would be soft, that she would not be able to stand Yu Dafu's flickering, and would not be able to see clearly the shortcomings of that field.

Yang Ruoqing originally wanted to go there by herself, but she was an outsider when it came to crops and soil, so she couldn't see the real quality of a field.

Just when he was in trouble, Blacksmith Luo's voice suddenly came from the outside room.

Yang Ruoqing followed Sun out of the house, and saw Blacksmith Luo holding a chair with wheels in his hand at the door.

And Luo Fengtang, who was standing behind him, was holding a wooden frame in his hand, which was almost as big as a kitchen door!

"Brother Luo, what are you..."

Mrs. Sun glanced at the things in the hands of the two men, and asked in surprise.

Blacksmith Luo patted the wheelchair in his hand with a smile and said: "The boy built a movable chair for his third uncle. When the sun is good in the future, he will push the third brother out to bask in the sun."

Blacksmith Luo said, and put the wheelchair on the ground to demonstrate, and the wheelchair really moved.

"Oh, this is really a good thing, your Tang Yazi is really handy!"

Mrs. Sun was delighted and excited, and hurriedly invited Blacksmith Luo into the room, and their voices were heard from the room.

Outside the room, Yang Ruoqing walked up to Luo Fengtang, tilted her head and glanced at the frame in his hand.

"Tang Yazi, this is again..."

"Make tofu molds." Luo Fengtang said.

"Ching'er, come and see!" He said, and walked towards the kitchen first.

Yang Ruoqing followed in, and saw him leaning over slightly, placing the mold he brought on the door panel specially used for making tofu, and gesticulating.

Her eyes lit up immediately.

"Hey, this mold is really not bad. It has a palm-deep frame on all sides. Spread the gauze, and the bean curd brain scooped in it won't spill out!"

She caressed the mold that still exuded the fragrance of wood, and couldn't put it down.

With this mold, it will be much more convenient to shape tofu in the future.

Moreover, the mold is big enough, and it can make about [-] catties of tofu in one trip, which also saves half the effort!

"Tang Yazi, you are really thoughtful!"

She praised happily.

"Hey, it's nothing."

He stood up and turned to look at her.

It was only then that Yang Ruoqing noticed that his eyes were bloodshot, and there was a faint shadow under his eyes.

"Tang Yazi, you stayed up all night to make my father's wheelchair and this mould, right?" she asked.

Luo Fengtang grinned.

"I'm very energetic, so it's nothing if I don't sleep all night!" He said.

"No matter how good your body is, you can't waste it like this!" She gave him a look.

"From now on, you are not allowed to stay up late to catch up with work. When the time comes at night, you have to go to bed and rest. Do you hear me?"

"Ok!"

"Spoken words have no basis, the hook is the proof!"

She raised her hand and made a small fist. The little finger was bent cutely, like a small hook.

Luo Fengtang looked down at the little hand hook she stretched out in front of him, and was startled.

Then he raised his hand.

The fingers of the two people gently hooked together.

Compared with his slender fingers, her fingers were short and thick.

But it does not prevent the two fingers from hooking up intimately.

"Hanging on the hook, it won't change its tone for 100 years!"

She hooked his finger, shook it a few times, and muttered something.

He looked at her like this and couldn't help laughing.

She pouted, "Be serious, don't laugh!"

He immediately pursed his lips.

"Hanging on the hook, the tone will not change for 100 years, whoever changes the tone will be a puppy!"

As soon as the ceremony was over, the sound of chaotic footsteps and Mrs. Sun's voice came from outside the kitchen.

Yang Ruoqing ran out of the kitchen, and saw Yu Dafu walking out with Mrs. Sun and Blacksmith Luo in his arms.

Seeing Yang Ruoqing and Luo Fengtang coming out, Sun smiled and said: "Qing'er, it happened that your Uncle Luo came over and asked her to accompany me to look at the field."

"Well, wow!"

Yang Ruoqing happily replied.

Blacksmith Luo was a true farmer, and he was upright. With him, she felt at ease.

Over there, Mrs. Sun went on to instruct: "Plough more rice at noon, you Uncle Luo and Uncle Yu are all eating at our house!"

"okay!"

"Sister, I left Xiao An in the house to accompany Dad, and I will go with Mother to look at the field." Da An said.

Yang Ruoqing nodded, "Go!"

Watching Mrs. Sun and the others leave, Yang Ruoqing happily returned to the kitchen, and began to prepare for lunch.

Luo Fengtang followed in.

"Qing'er, is your family going to buy a field?" he asked.

Yang Ruoqing nodded: "That's right, my father fell in love with the two-acre second-class field of Li Guaizi's family in Lijia Village."

Luo Fengtang nodded: "It's good to buy a field!"

"Tang Yazi, what do you and your uncle plan to do with your ten taels of silver?" Yang Ruoqing asked him again.

Luo Fengtang said: "My uncle also wants to buy a field!"

"That's right. Uncle Yu just came over. You can ask him about it later."

"Ok!"

Seeing Yang Ruoqing tied the apron around her waist, Luo Fengtang asked, "Qing'er, are you going to cook lunch?"

(End of this chapter)