Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 2562
Regarding this, Yang Ruoqing smiled lightly.

"No matter what Huahua thinks about this when she grows up, or how she thinks about our old Yang family,"

"We're taking her in and caring for her now purely because she's a child and a child is innocent."

"We have a clear conscience. If she is blinded by hatred and hates us, she will only make herself happier. No one can save her." Yang Ruoqing said.

It's enough for me to do everything I need to do.

Ping'er's attitude was unusually firm, and said: "No, absolutely not, Huahua is a kind and sensible child by nature,"

"Besides, I am raising her now, and I will teach her well and let her walk the right path." She said.

Yang Ruoqing pursed her lips, "Sister Ping'er, you are also a kind person, a kind person, God will not let you down."

Ping'er lowered her eyes, a trace of sadness flashed across her face.

"I don't dare to ask God to let me down or not, I just hope that the rest of my life can be spent steadily, without any further variables," she said.

"There will definitely be variables." Yang Ruoqing said.

Ping'er raised her eyes in astonishment, a trace of panic flashed in her eyes.

"What variable?" she asked.

Yang Ruoqing pursed her lips and smiled: "You are nineteen years old, it doesn't matter if you are in our farmer's family or in a big family in the city,"

"I think you should be married at your age, but you are still single, so the variable is getting married!" she said.

However, Ping'er used to be the eldest maid raised by the Zhou family in the house, and the eldest maids of rich families are usually reserved for the master.

Thinking of this, Yang Ruoqing couldn't help but look up at Ping'er.

I don't know if Ping'er, who is so gentle, kind and ingenious, has been defiled by Yang Wenxuan, that old bastard whose head has been beheaded?
Seemingly seeing what Yang Ruoqing was thinking, Ping'er was a little embarrassed.

"I was born at home, and my mother was the lady's dowry maid, and she died later."

"My father was an alcoholic. After marrying my stepmother, my life in the mansion became even more difficult. It was my wife who showed me a little mercy and took me into her room to be trained. This is also the main reason why I don't want to give up Huahua now." Ping'er said in a low voice.

"Madam raised me. I know Madam's plan. She probably wanted me to keep me in the house at the beginning and leave it to the master."

"Because I am Madam's confidant, but Madam is also a very conflicted person at the same time."

"She wants to use my youth to help him win the master's heart, but at the same time she is worried that I will endanger her status and betray her."

"In such conflicts and entanglements, I have never been formally confiscated, let alone served the master."

"Until I was 19 years old, and now the Yang family in Yuncheng is ruined,"

"In the eyes of the people in the Yang family in the past, but now in the eyes of many people in the village, I am the aunt of a rich family."

"But actually, I'm still an old girl..." Ping'er whispered, her face turning red like a monkey's ass.

Yang Ruoqing covered her mouth and smiled.

"Hello, old lady, Bingqingyujie, if you trust me, I will help you pull this red line in the future, and I will definitely help you pull a good man over, how about it?" Yang Ruoqing asked.

Ping'er's face turned even redder, "Qing'er, stop talking, Huahua is like this, if we say such things again, people will hear me, and I will die of a joke."

Yang Ruoqing said: "Huahua is like this, telling you that her husband's family doesn't conflict!"

"Besides, Huahua will have a good time. I'm not going to pull the red line for you right now, I mean later!" she said.

"Let's talk about it later!" Ping'er said.

Although she said words of resistance, the yearning in her eyes could not escape Yang Ruoqing's eyes.

When Sun made the medicine and delivered it, Huahua woke up, and the child vomited a lot.

Seeing this, Ping'er cried again.

"Why is this happening? I spit out all the brown sugar and ginger water I drank earlier." She said worriedly.

Yang Ruoqing said, "It's good to spit it out,"

"Look at the mucus in the vomit. Obviously, the brown sugar and ginger water is driving the thick phlegm and cold air out of her stomach."

"Wait until she spits it out, then feed her medicine, take your time, don't rush." ​​She said.

Ping'er nodded, Yang Ruoqing at this time has become Ping'er's backbone.

With Yang Ruoqing's help, Hua Hua was forced to give medicine.

Chinese medicine is bitter, not as good as the current western medicine, and it can also produce various fruit-flavored syrups for children.

In ancient times, it was all herbs, so bitter that you doubted life.

Huahua didn't want to drink at first, she cried and struggled, but finally she was willing to open her mouth under Ping'er's persuasive persuasion.

After feeding the medicine, the child fell asleep drowsily, and the adults were sweating from exhaustion.

Just like this, she kept guarding by the bed, and Yang Ruoqing didn't leave until it was almost noon.

Tuobaxian prepared lunch and brought it directly to this house.

"Mom, where are Baobao and Dazhi?" Yang Ruoqing asked.

Tuobaxian said: "Xiaohua Xiaoduo and the others have been playing with the baby all the time, and now we are having lunch at Baobao Gapo's house, you don't have to worry."

Yang Ruoqing nodded, mother, mother-in-law, and sister-in-law are many, that's the advantage. When I'm busy, I have someone I can trust to help take care of the children.

"Ping'er, eat a little, you will have the strength to take care of Huahua when you are full." Yang Ruoqing said.

Ping'er nodded, ate a bowl of rice as quickly as possible, and then said to Yang Ruoqing: "Qing'er, please stay by the flower border for a while, I'll go out for a while, and I'll be back within a stick of incense."

Yang Ruoqing guessed that Ping'er must be going to the toilet, everyone is in a hurry.

Even if she is a beautiful woman, she still has to eat and drink.

"You go, anyway, I have nothing to do this afternoon, I'll stay with Huahua." Yang Ruoqing responded straightforwardly.

Ping'er smiled gratefully, got up and left the room.

In the school on the hillside behind the village.

At this time, it was noon.

After lunch, the students in the school either went back to the student dormitory where they were resting for their lunch break, or they went back to their desks and read books in the class room.

As a teacher, Yang Yongxian discussed with his classmate friend, another teacher in the school, about books and exercises in the room.

Suddenly, Yang Yongxian's classmate stopped what he was saying, looked out the window, his eyes lit up a little.

"Brother Hao, what's wrong with you? Why didn't you continue?" Yang Yongxian was surprised and asked.

The man surnamed Hao ignored Yang Yongxian, but looked out of the window, his eyes showed a bit of obsession, and he muttered in his mouth: "Guan Guan Jujiu, in the river continent, the so-called beautiful woman..."

Yang Yongxian froze for a moment, and followed his classmates' gaze.

At this look, Yang Yongxian's eyes widened suddenly, and his breathing became a little short of breath.

That, isn't that... Miss Ping'er?

Shouldn't she be taking care of Huahua at home?

Why did you come to the school?
(End of this chapter)