Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 2673 Don't dare to move (two more)
Yang Ruoqing smiled, and said: "Uncle, you are not getting old, if you care about it, you will be chaotic."

"By the way, where are Cousin Zhou Wang and Xiaohuan going this week?" Luo Fengtang also walked over, looked around, a little puzzled.

Yang Ruoqing said: "Most likely she went to Aunt Da'e to take care of her."

Blacksmith Luo was hesitating whether to go to Luo Daye's house with the big guys, or to call Zhou Wang first and let Tang Yazi and Qing'er wait here first.

At this moment of hesitation, a person came from there.

Yang Ruoqing's eyes were sharp, and she saw at a glance that the person who came was none other than Zhou Wang.

"Uncle, Cousin Zhou Wang is back!" she said.

Blacksmith Luo also saw it, "Wanger!"

He yelled at Zhou Wang and raised his hand a few times.

Zhou Wang lowered his head and hurried on the road, as if he was thinking about something along the way, when he suddenly heard this familiar call, he was startled.

Then Zhou Wang was both surprised and delighted when he saw the carriage parked in front of his own shack and the three people standing beside the carriage.

He ran to the fence gate in three steps and two steps, and greeted the three of them one by one, panting.

"Uncle, Tang Yazi, Qing'er, why are you here?"

"Quick, quick, come in and sit down and drink tea!"

He greeted, pushed open the fence door, ran over and unlocked the wooden door of the shack, and pushed the wooden door open.

Blacksmith Luo said: "There's no need to go in for tea, we're here for two things."

"One, ask your father when he will move his grave. Those of us who are relatives can go back and prepare."

"Second, take a look at how your mother's legs are doing." Blacksmith Luo said.

Zhou Wang was moved, and said with a smile on his face: "Uncle, don't care what it is, you have arrived at the door of your nephew's house, why don't you go in and sit down and have a sip of tea!"

"Besides, it's the first time Qing'er and my sister have come here. I'm not prepared for this, not even a firecracker to greet them. I have to have a sip of tea, right?" he said.

Yang Ruoqing smiled slightly, "You don't need to be so polite, cousin."

Here, blacksmith Luo felt that it made sense when he heard this, so he said: "OK, let's go into the house."

Several people entered the shack.

The shack, which was originally low and narrow, became even more cramped because of Luo Fengtang's entry.

This made Luo Fengtang a little embarrassed, he found a stool and sat down, not daring to move.

I was afraid that if I moved around, raised my hand and kicked my legs or something, I would kick the shack down.

Yang Ruoqing looked at the layout of the shack curiously. In a word, although the sparrow is small, it has all internal organs.

What's more, Xiaohuan is a woman who knows how to manage the house. Although this shack is a shabby room, she also takes care of it very clean and tidy.

Whether a woman does housework cleanly or not can be seen from the quilt she sleeps on, the shelf for storing clothes, as well as the dishes, chopsticks, teapots and tea bowls.

For a sloppy woman, the quilt is generally messy, and the pillow sheets must be dirty too.

The teacups and tabletops were sticky, and as for the pots and pans, they were probably piled up there for several days.

And in this shack, everything is obediently staying in its own place, not bad.

"Qing'er, come, have some tea."

Zhou Wang held a bowl of tea with both hands and brought it to Yang Ruoqing.

Yang Ruoqing thanked her, took the tea and sat down.

Here, Blacksmith Luo has already questioned Zhou Wangna again.

Zhou Wangdao: "Looked at the date with my husband, and said that this month is not suitable for moving the grave, and the date is set for the second day of August."

Blacksmith Luo counted the days with his fingers, and said: "Today is July 23, and there are still ten days left, um, there is still time to prepare."

Zhou Wang nodded, "Yes, the coffin was prepared years ago. But, I didn't expect my mother to break her leg, so she probably won't be able to get out of bed and walk around by then, which will be a bit troublesome."

To do these white things, people in the village should be invited to help.

Picking up bones, digging graves, carrying coffins, burying...

All these things must be done according to the rules. As a son, he will naturally have an arranged ceremony to be held at that time.

So if you ask someone to help, you must provide meals.

Mother broke her leg and lay down on the bed, unable to take care of anything, Xiaohuan took the child with her, and couldn't take care of so much, it's annoying!
Blacksmith Luo saw what Zhou Wang was worried about, so he raised his hand and patted Zhou Wang's shoulder.

"Don't worry, we're still here. When the time comes, let your aunt come over to help cook the food and drinks, and Tang Yazi and I will come over and help prepare other things," he said.

Yang Ruoqing said: "There's me, too. I'll help Xiaohuan take care of the child, and let her do her best."

Hearing what Yang Ruoqing and the others said, Zhou Wang was so moved that his eyes turned red.

"Uncle, Qing'er, thank you, thank you..."

His voice was a little choked.

There is only one male in the family, no brother or brother to help, not even a sister or sister who can give advice together.

The only younger sister, Zhou Xia, is worse than a stranger.

In the most difficult time before, the burden of life and the pressure from all aspects overwhelmed, Zhou Wang felt very tired, and really wanted someone to help him, even if he had an idea.

Fortunately, fortunately, there is an uncle's family, a cousin and a cousin-in-law.

If it wasn't for their tugging, the three of them would probably have drunk the Northwest Wind long ago.

"Uncle, Tang Yazi, Qing'er..."

"I don't even know how to repay you for your great kindness to my family."

"Xiaohuan and I often say that without you, we probably wouldn't be able to survive. This time, you guys came to help me hold up the scene again, embolden me, I, I really don't know what to say..."

Zhou Wangdao was so moved that he was a little incoherent.

Blacksmith Luo raised his hand and patted Zhou Wang's shoulder again: "You are my nephew, and Tang Yazi is your cousin. We are relatives. Between relatives, we must pull each other."

"The matter of moving the grave is settled like this. We will all come when the time comes, so don't worry."

"You still tell us about your mother's legs, what's going on now?" Blacksmith Luo asked again.

When Luo Daye's legs were mentioned, Zhou Wang's complexion became a little bad.

"The right ankle was sprained, the whole foot was swollen, and there was a big lump on the instep, which was red."

"I can't walk, Xiaohuan helped me to go to the toilet to urinate."

"Actually, when I picked her up, I passed by a bone-setting clinic in Baiyan Town and went in because she was complaining of pain."

"The doctor in that medical center said that there was congestion inside, and he threw a fire into the wine and massaged it, and also inserted silver needles."

"The doctor said that he had to prescribe three medicines for bruises and come back and fry them."

"When I went to pay the bill, I saw the price, and the two liang of silver I brought was not enough!"

"No problem, I can only pay for my mother's massage and acupuncture first, and use the rest of the money to buy prescriptions from the doctor. After returning to the village, I will follow the old village doctor Uncle Fu to get the prescriptions."

(End of this chapter)