Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 234 Did You Show It To Me (Part [-])

According to the elderly and experienced elders in the village, these days are good days.

After a few days, I'm afraid the rain is coming.

As a result, every household is busy washing and drying in the sun.

When Yang Ruoqing walked over to the pond at the entrance of the village with a basket on her shoulders, there was already a circle of laundry women squatting by the pond.

Yang Ruoqing tiptoed to find a vacant seat there.

A woman waved to Yang Ruoqing: "Qing'er, come to Auntie!"

Yang Ruoqing took a closer look, it was Aunt Dayun.

She hurriedly came to the side of the sweet-scented osmanthus with a basket on her shoulders.

"The only thing left is a pair of shoes for you, Uncle Niu, and it will be ready in a while!" Dayun said.

"No rush." ​​Yang Ruoqing smiled and knelt down.

Pick up Uncle Daniel's other shoe and wash it together with Dayun.

Dayun glanced at Yang Ruoqing, and felt that this girl was sensible.

"Where is your mother? What are you doing at home?" Dayun asked while washing.

Yang Ruoqing said: "Just now I was drying clothes, now I should be shoveling pigpens."

Dayun nodded, and asked Yang Ruoqing about other things, whether Piggy eats or not.

Yang Ruoqing answered all of them.

When the shoes were about to be washed, there was a sudden movement in the women's pile.

Yang Ruoqing has long been used to these women who would blow up their nests at every turn.

Not interested in seeing them.

But the elbow was lightly touched by Dayun.

"Widow Liu also came to wash clothes." Dayun said in a low voice.

Yang Ruoqing turned her head and glanced over there.

Widow Liu was coming this way with a wooden basin on her shoulders.

Like Mrs. Tan, she has bound feet.

Tan's figure-of-eight gait, when walking, there is a gust of rush.

Widow Liu, on the other hand, gives people the feeling of lightly moving lotus steps.

After only one glance, Yang Ruoqing looked away.

Not interested in Widow Liu.

Over there, someone among the women greeted Widow Liu with a smile.

"Scholar, aren't you studying with your family, Zichuan, in the town? Why are you back in the village today?"

Widow Liu seems to be very comfortable with this title. She holds the basin in one hand and frees up the other hand to stroke a strand of unruly hair.

"Tomorrow is my man's memorial day. My Zi Chuan and Mr. Na took leave of absence, and came back to burn incense for his father."

"Oh, your son Chuanshu is good at reading, and you are filial. You are a scholar, you teach your children well..."

"Where where..."

"Xiu Cai Niang, bring me your clothes, I'll help you wash them?"

"Hehe, no need, the few clothes that Zichuan changed, I washed them off after I went over there for a while."

Holding the wooden basin, Widow Liu looked around for a few moments, then turned and walked towards Dayun and Yang Ruoqing.

On the other side of the big cloud, separated by a meter of water, there is an empty stone.

Widow Liu went straight to the empty stone.

There was still a smile like a spring breeze in the corners of her eyes and brows.

Suddenly, she saw a familiar figure.

There was a slight pause under his feet, and the smile on his face suddenly disappeared.

It's really a narrow road to the enemy, and you can meet a dead fat girl even after washing clothes!

Widow Liu snorted, and walked past them to the empty stone without looking sideways.

She had bound feet and embroidered shoes, and the pond was full of mud and small bare stones.

Widow Liu slipped her foot and let out a low cry.

Fortunately, Dayun had quick eyes and quick hands, and he supported her.

"Sister-in-law of the Mu family, shall I help you up that rock?" Dayun said kindly.

Widow Liu shook off Dayun's hand, "No need!"

Then, she carefully moved the wooden basin to the big rock one meter away.

Here, Dayun made a fool of himself.

"Who is this!"

Dayun shook his head, squatted down and continued to wash shoes.

Yang Ruoqing saw everything in her eyes.

She knew that widow liu was looking at aunt dayun's face, but in the final analysis, it was for herself.

She kicked her son by herself and offered to withdraw from the marriage.

This matter is a thorn in Widow Liu's heart, which cannot be pulled out with life or death.

Anyone who gets close to her, Yang Ruoqing, will be annoyed by Widow Liu.

"Aunt Dayun, don't take it to heart, she did it for me!"

Yang Ruoqing saw that Dayun was still blushing and looked aggrieved, so she couldn't help soothing her in a low voice.

Dayun nodded, "Auntie is fine, don't worry!"

Yang Ruoqing nodded.

Soon, Uncle Daniel's pair of shoes were cleaned.

Dayun glanced at the sheets in Yang Ruoqing's basket, and said, "Do you want your aunt to wash it for you?"

Yang Ruoqing knew that the old man of Dayun's family was in poor health and had many children, so how could she bear to delay her work?

Shaking his head hurriedly: "The two sheets will be washed in a while, Aunt Dayun, you should go home first!"

"Okay, that auntie is leaving first. You, be careful!"

Dayun pouted towards Widow Liu.

Yang Ruoqing smiled.

Xindao Aunt Dayun is a little worried?

It's bright and sunny, what can Widow Liu do to herself?

However, facing Aunt Dayun's concern, Yang Ruoqing nodded obediently.

"I see, Auntie, you should go home quickly."

After Dayun left, Yang Ruoqing glanced at Widow Liu who was one meter away.

Widow Liu turned her back to this side and buried her head in the laundry.

I don't know if it's because she has nowhere to use her energy, or if it's for venting or something.

The sound of swinging a mallet and beating clothes was loud.

"Bang bang bang!"

The stone was almost cracked.

Overshadowing the beating sounds of other women by the pond, the sound of water reverberated on the surface of the water for a long time.

Yang Ruoqing curled her lips, looked away and started to do her own thing.

One bed belonged to Blacksmith Luo, and the other bed belonged to Tang Yazi.

Yang Ruoqing put saponin powder on it, scrubbed it carefully...

The women washing starch by the pond left one after another after washing.

Yang Ruoqing was almost done washing.

She put the half-wrung quilt into the bamboo basket and was about to get up.

Widow Liu suddenly called her.

"Fatty girl, give me a hand and help me over here!"

Looking up, Widow Liu had already washed and stood up.

She held the wooden basin in one hand, bent slightly and stretched out the other hand towards Yang Ruoqing.

Yang Ruoqing remembered what Aunt Dayun had done to herself before, so she squatted there without moving.

"Just now Aunt Dayun said that she would help you there, didn't you say that you don't need it?" Yang Ruoqing asked.

Widow Liu said: "I stood up after squatting for a long time, and I feel dizzy. Please give me a hand!"

We all belong to the same village, and we are also Mu Zichuan's mother, so that's what we're talking about.

If you don't give me a hand, you can't justify it.

Anyway, it was easy, so Yang Ruoqing stood up.

There was a distance of more than one meter between the two stones.

Yang Ruoqing leaned forward and reached out her hand towards Widow Liu.

When her hand was still a palm away from Widow Liu's, the corner of Widow Liu's mouth suddenly evoked a weird smile.

Then, she suddenly tilted her body.

"Pfft!"

There was a loud splash of water from under her feet, and the water splashed onto Yang Ruoqing's clothes, making it wet.

(End of this chapter)