Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 276 I'm Not Exaggerating (Part [-])

Luo Fengtang was a little embarrassed.

"Just look at it and it will fit, try... don't you need it?" he said.

Blacksmith Luo said: "I have to try it, so that Qing'er can see how it goes! Hurry up and hurry up!"

Yang Ruoqing also raised her head and glanced at him with a smile when she heard the words: "Then you can try it, I also want to take a look."

"Ok!"

Luo Fengtang blushed and returned to her room with new clothes.

Here, Blacksmith Luo laughed loudly: "Silly boy, I haven't worn new clothes for several years, and I'm so irritable!"

Yang Ruoqing also laughed, leaned over and took out two pairs of cotton shoes and two pairs of socks from the basket.

She put a pair of cotton shoes and a pair of socks on the table in front of Blacksmith Luo.

"Uncle Luo, I made this for you. It's the first time I make it. You can wear it as you like. Don't dislike it."

She giggled.

Sun has already taught her how to cut clothes and pants, but she has not yet made complete clothes and pants independently.

But shoes and socks, Sun taught her once, and she learned it.

Blacksmith Luo did not expect that he would also have a share, and there was a trace of fluctuation in the middle-aged man's eyes.

He quickly pulled out the cigarette stick in his mouth, and picked up the pair of padded shoes with black old cloth uppers, his fingers trembling slightly.

"Qing'er, I want you to help me make shoes and socks..."

A man who has been fighting iron for half his life, a man who is used to being rough.

Just now he was still laughing at his nephew for being irritable, but now he can't say a complete sentence by himself.

Yang Ruoqing smiled gently: "Uncle Luo, are you still telling me those foreign words? Hee hee..."

"Okay, the uncle will take the shoes."

Blacksmith Luo nodded again and again.

Yang Ruoqing said, "Uncle, try on your feet first. I'll take Tang Yazi's shoes to his house."

"Eh, okay, okay."

Yang Ruoqing came to the door of the house and knocked gently on the door.

"And a pair of shoes and socks, isn't it convenient to come in now?" she asked.

"The door is open." His voice came from inside.

Yeah, why don't you close the door for changing clothes?

She was surprised, and immediately thought that it was a cotton-padded coat, worn outside, and it didn't matter if the door was closed.

Inside the room, Luo Fengtang was standing beside the bed, wearing that brand new padded coat.

Seeing Yang Ruoqing coming in, he seemed a little embarrassed.

Standing there, pulling the corners of his clothes with his hands and feet, he looked very cautious.

Yang Ruoqing's eyes lit up.

This was the first time he saw Luo Fengtang wearing new clothes without patches.

Really spiritual!

She walked over, looking back and forth across his body.

Satisfied, nodded again and again: "People rely on clothes and horses rely on saddles, Tang Yazi, you are really handsome in these clothes!"

She tutted and praised, and circled behind him again.

Sun's good craftsmanship is one thing, but the main thing is that this kid has a good figure.

This one has wide shoulders and narrow waist, long arms and long legs.

Natural clothes rack, no matter what clothes you wear to that station, it will look good.

In modern times, those male models and the like are simply weak compared to him!

Hearing Yang Ruoqing's praise, Luo Fengtang lowered her eyes a little embarrassed.

"I know what I am like, Qing'er, don't brag about it." He said.

Yang Ruoqing had already returned to him and was standing on tiptoe to help him straighten the collar of his shirt.

Hearing what he said, she gave him an angry look.

"I'm not bragging, you don't believe in yourself, you have to believe in my sister's aesthetics?"

she laughed.

"I said that you are handsome, you are handsome, and you are handsome if you are not!"

This was the first time Luo Fengtang had heard such a domineering compliment.

The boy's heart is sweet.

"No matter how handsome he is, he can't keep up with Mu Zichuan."

He said, "He is a scholar, with a scholarly spirit, that is the real handsome."

Yang Ruoqing pouted when she heard this.

"He's not bookish, but sour. He shakes his head, like an old pedant."

Yang Ruoqing corrected her.

Luo Fengtang was amused by her words, and the nervousness and embarrassment just now disappeared without a trace.

"Tangyazi, sit down and try on these shoes and socks together."

She ordered again.

Luo Fengtang glanced at the brand new shoes and socks lying on the bed.

"Let's try shoes and socks at night. I washed my feet and tried again at night," he said.

Yang Ruoqing shook her head: "It's okay, just put it on and let me take a look."

The cotton-padded clothes were made by Sun, but the shoes and socks were all made by herself.

She just wanted to see what he looked like in those shoes and socks.

After all, Luo Fengtang couldn't hold her back, so he sat down and took off the pair of cloth shoes on his feet.

That pair of cloth shoes was also made by the Sun family last time.

It's autumn shoes.

For the shoes this time, Yang Ruoqing stuffed cotton into the soles, which are warm shoes in winter.

"The new shoes will be a little tight, I'll help you."

Yang Ruoqing couldn't help but squatted down and grabbed his feet.

"Qing'er, I can't help it, my feet stink..."

He hurriedly stopped.

Yang Ruoqing rolled her eyes at him.

"I've experienced your foot odor twice, and I'm used to it!" she said.

Once was to help him get his shoes.

Another time, he came back from digging cattails and helped him soak his feet.

Those feet are really bad!

Hearing this, Luo Fengtang's face was so red that she could squeeze out water.

This girl's words are really not ordinary.

After hesitation, she took off his shoes for him.

Inside, he was still wearing the pair of Yang Huazhong socks that he gave him last time.

When she took off the patched socks, Yang Ruoqing was already mentally prepared for the 'stinky tofu'.

but--

"Hey, that's weird!"

She put the patched socks aside and muttered in surprise.

"What's the matter, Qing'er?"

Luo Fengtang was putting new cotton socks on his feet.

Hearing raised his eyes and asked her.

Yang Ruoqing pointed at his feet: "Why don't your feet smell so bad?"

Luo Fengtang: "...".

"Could it be that my nose is out of order? No..."

Seeing her tilting her head, she looked confused.

Luo Fengtang's head was full of black lines.

He dared to make a ticket, Qinger's nose was sensitive, and nothing happened.

It's his own problem.

However, he was embarrassed to say it.

The cotton coat fits well, as do the cotton socks and cotton shoes.

Yang Ruoqing was satisfied from head to toe.

"Tangyazi, just wear it like this, don't take it off."

Seeing him start to unbutton, she said.

Luo Fengtang shook her head: "I have to go to fetch charcoal later, I'm afraid I'll get my new clothes dirty."

"What charcoal?"

Yang Ruoqing asked in surprise.

Luo Fengtang said while taking off his padded clothes: "It is wood-fired charcoal. Hard wood for heating has a lot of smoke, and charcoal is better."

Hearing this, Yang Ruoqing's eyes widened in surprise.

"Tang Yazi, do you know how to burn charcoal?" she asked.

Luo Fengtang smiled indifferently: "My uncle taught me, he used to strike iron."

"Oh~" Yang Ruoqing was stunned.

While speaking, Luo Fengtang had already taken off the cotton-padded coat on her body.

When he took off his cotton pants, he hesitated.

Yang Ruoqing was embarrassed to see him like this.

He pretended to fold his padded jacket and turned his back.

(End of this chapter)