Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 2250 The Touch of a Man (Three Shifts)

"Then since Chasing Cloud is back, shall we go back and meet it again?" Luo Fengtang asked again.

Yang Ruoqing thought for a while, but shook her head.

"Forget it, we're all in the village, and I'm too lazy to climb the mountain," she said.

"As long as I know it's still alive, and I can come out to eat roast chicken, and yell at me a few times, I'm relieved."

"Tomorrow is the Chinese New Year, there are still some things to do today, let's go home!" she said.

Luo Fengtang nodded, he followed her in everything.

Then Yang Ruoqing turned her head to look at the majestic mountains behind her again, took Luo Fengtang's hand, turned around and entered the village without looking back.

After noon, Blacksmith Luo drove the carriage back from Zhoujia Village.

"Uncle, how are the cousins ​​doing? Are Xiaohuan's cousin and the baby in her womb alright?"

Yang Ruoqing asked with concern.

Blacksmith Luo said: "They are a young couple, they are not bad."

"The four sides of the shack are reinforced with thatch, so the north wind can't blow in. The roof is also covered with wooden boards and rainproof things. It will still be able to support it until the beginning of next spring."

"In the shack, some pots and pans are also prepared, a simple shop is set up, and the bed is dry and clean."

"When I went, Zhou Wang was splitting wooden piles outside the hut, saying that he planned to build a small wall half a person's height."

"Lunch, it was cooked by Xiaohuan in the shack. That girl, the cooking taste is not bad, and she is also considerate. She specially sent Zhou Wang to fetch a couple of liang of wine, and even warmed the wine for me."

Talking about the trip to his nephew and nephew's wife, Blacksmith Luo showed a hint of relief on his face.

Yang Ruoqing and Luo Fengtang looked at each other, and they both saw the same thing in each other's eyes.

Although Luo Fengtang was brought up by Blacksmith Luo, the affection lies there.

However, things in the world are not perfect.

In Luo Blacksmith's life, the only juniors related to him by blood were Zhou Wang and Zhou Xia.

Looking at how much he tolerated Zhou Xia in the past, we can see how much the man cares about this family relationship.

It can also be said that a man is actually lonely.

It was Zhou Xia who went too far, and Blacksmith Luo had no choice but to cut off contact.

However, his nephew Zhou Wang's abandonment of darkness and his current understanding reawakened the family affection that Luo Tiejiang longed for in his bones.

Therefore, the man likes to visit his nephew's house very much. To put it bluntly, he is lonely.

"Uncle, you've been driving for so long, are you tired?" Yang Ruoqing asked with concern.

"The tea is ready. Today, my Gagong sent two packs of shredded dry tobacco from Sunjiagou. They are all on the table in the main room. How many sips are you going to smoke?" Yang Ruoqing asked again.

For the filial piety of his nephew and daughter-in-law, Luo Tiejiang was also moved.

The man nodded: "Okay, okay!"

Here, Luo Fengtang also took the reins of the carriage from Blacksmith Luo's hand: "I'm going to park in the backyard, uncle, you go and rest."

Luo Fengtang parked the car, and Yang Ruoqing and Luo Tiejiang entered the main room together. At this time, Wang Cuilian came over with a cotton coat outside.

"Come on, change into this cotton-padded jacket. Take this off on you and I'll wash it for you. I'll wear it again when we go to Zhou Wang's place to pay New Year's greetings in the first lunar month." Wang Cuilian said.

Blacksmith Luo stood up and was about to change into his padded jacket, when he heard this, he was taken aback.

He looked at Wang Cuilian, and then at Yang Ruoqing. He was a little surprised by Wang Cuilian's words, but also a little surprised.

Why?

Because regarding the running with Zhou Wang, Yang Ruoqing, Luo Fengtang, and Wang Cuilian, the core members of the three families, just acquiesced to Luo Tiejiang to go for a walk.

And the three of them didn't want to go to Zhoujia Village at all.

Now, Wang Cuilian said this...

"Cuilian, what did you just say?" Blacksmith Luo couldn't help asking again, hoping to get a clearer and more definite answer.

Wang Cuilian pursed her lips and smiled, and glanced at Yang Ruoqing: "Look at your uncle's future, you should tell Qing'er, he still can't believe it when I tell you later, but if you say it, he will feel at ease."

Hearing this, Yang Ruoqing also laughed, and said to Luo Tiejiang: "Uncle, I have discussed it with Tang Yazi and my aunt."

"In the first month of next year, first wait for Cousin Zhou Wang and the others to come over and wish your uncle a New Year greeting."

"Let's go to Zhou Wang's cousin's house to pay homage together later. Since we are relatives and want to walk around, let's walk around in a decent way, right?" she asked.

These words, to Blacksmith Luo's ears, were like the sounds of heaven.

The man was excited, grateful, and moved. Thousands of words stuck in his throat, and his eyes were red.

"Qing'er, I can have such a filial and reasonable nephew and nephew-in-law as you, I, Blacksmith Luo, are really... really blessed in my previous life!" He said.

Yang Ruoqing laughed even more now.

"Uncle, you didn't say the whole thing, and there is my aunt!"

She said, and winked playfully at Wang Cuilian beside her.

Blacksmith Luo came back to his senses, and quickly corrected himself with an apologetic smile: "Yes, yes, and your aunt. It is a blessing I have cultivated in my previous life to marry a virtuous woman like your aunt!"

Wang Cuilian blushed, and said angrily, "You are not ashamed, if you say such things in front of juniors, I will blush for you."

Blacksmith Luo was in a good mood, grinning: "I'm telling the truth, you're just fine, you don't dislike me as an old bachelor."

Wang Cuilian said: "Then let me tell you, you're fine too, don't dislike me as a widow."

Yang Ruoqing stood up and said, "Uncle, Aunt, both of you are fine, and our family is fine!"

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Tomorrow is the New Year's Eve, and this year is the 29th of the twelfth lunar month.

On the night of the 28th, after dinner early, Yang Ruoqing handed the two children over to Luo Fengtang, and asked him to take them back to the house to play.

Turn around and wait until the two little guys are tired from playing, wash their faces and bodies casually, and get under the covers.

As for herself, she wore an apron and came to the kitchen with Wang Cuilian.

The meatballs and patties were kneaded and pounded in the afternoon, and dried in a large sieve. They were all raw meat mixed with sweet potato flour.

Tonight, the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law have to reprocess these meatballs and patties.

Wang Cuilian was sitting at the mouth of the stove, and Yang Ruoqing was standing by the pot holding a spatula.

Use the corner of the spatula to pick a piece of lard that resembles butter from a jar of lard next to it and throw it into the red-hot iron pan.

The milky white lard quickly melts into a crystal liquid under high temperature.

Then, Yang Ruoqing put the meatballs and meatloaf in the sieve into the pot in batches, one by one, added a little water, and started frying.

Turn them back and forth with the spatula to ensure that they are evenly heated.

There was a cheerful sound of sizzling in the pot, then cover the pot and simmer for a while, then uncover the pot and continue turning.

When the meatballs and meatloaf turn golden yellow, it means that they are about seven or eight years old.

At this time, put them into a clean bamboo basket and hang them on a wooden stake on the wall to dry.

(End of this chapter)