Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 2924 Give enough face (one more)
"Qing'er, it's a blessing to have someone like Yazi Tang to be your man." Yang Huamei turned her head to look at Luo Fengtang who was following behind like a bodyguard, and said to Yang Ruoqing in a low voice.

"Look, if we were the only ones going back to the village from the mountains at night like this, wouldn't we be scared to death?"

"With him here, it's different. I dare to look around, and I'm not afraid at all!" Yang Huamei said.

Hearing her words, Yang Ruoqing smiled.

Then he turned his head and glanced at the tall and burly figure following him, feeling at ease in his heart.

Yang Huamei went on to say: "Qing'er, you have good eyesight. The Tang Yazi you picked is not only good-looking, but also good-looking, and also a good person. My vision is not as good as yours!"

Yang Ruoqing shook her head, "Auntie, don't say that, I think Uncle Shuanzi is not bad either."

"What's wrong with him? He's just a medicine jar. He can't pick it up with his shoulders or hands. He's not as strong as me!" Yang Huamei said with a curled lip.

Yang Ruoqing said: "You can't say that. The sense of solidity that men bring to our women has nothing to do with their appearance and physical condition. The key is their sense of responsibility."

"Look at Wangfu, isn't he also arrogant? Why does he bring a little Qin mother-in-law and daughter-in-law?"

"Frightened!"

"Look at my uncle again. He is half a head shorter than my aunt. He doesn't have much strength, nor is he in good health."

"However, he is the backbone of my aunt, supporting a family."

"Uncle Shuanzi is not in good health. It's not his fault. He was brought out of his mother's womb. Who doesn't want to be healthy and healthy, who can kill a cow with one punch?"

"Uncle Shuanzi himself is in great pain, so Auntie, you can't always talk about Uncle Shuanzi's body, you have to understand him, tolerate him, and be considerate of him!" Yang Ruoqing followed Yang Huamei all the way.

Yang Huamei said: "From what you've said, Shuanzi doesn't seem to be that bad. Many times, on many things, his brain turns around faster than me, and it's him who makes up his mind!"

Yang Ruoqing said: "That's right, and Uncle Shuanzi treats you well and obeys his advice, okay?"

"You scolded him several times in front of people, but he didn't dare to get annoyed with you."

"Xiao Hei is naughty, you are so angry that you beat Xiao Hei, and Uncle Shuanzi felt distressed watching him from the sidelines, but in front of the child, he never dismantled you and gave you enough face."

Hearing this, Yang Huamei was also moved.

"Yes, in these respects, your Uncle Shuanzi really has nothing to choose, unlike some men who are unhappy, no matter how many people there are, even in front of their daughter-in-law's family, they can beat her up and down. Cursed!"

"Also, although your Uncle Shuanzi is in poor health and cannot do the heavy work in the fields outside, he is not idle at home."

"Ever since you learned how to weave baskets and baskets with your father, in the past two years, let's do the math, and it's just the baskets and baskets he made,"

"Take it to the tile market and sell it, and bought nearly three taels of silver."

"Three taels of silver, that's enough for our family of six to eat and drink for a year! Isn't it pretty good?" she asked.

"It's really good!" Yang Ruoqing said.

A word suddenly popped up in my mind: physically disabled and strong.

After thinking about it, Uncle Shuanzi is not disabled, it's just that he is in poor health.

"Ugh..."

The north wind brought an ethereal voice, which was so abrupt that the two who were chatting and laughing stopped.

"Qing'er, did you hear that?"

Yang Huamei grasped Yang Ruoqing's hand a little nervously, and moved a little closer to her.

"No!" Yang Ruoqing said.

Her ears must have heard it.

But if she admitted it, Aunt Mei'er would probably be even more alarmed.

"Qing'er, didn't you hear? It seems that someone is crying!" Yang Huamei said again, looking around, feeling extremely nervous.

Yang Ruoqing said: "This is the sound of the wind passing through the woods. It's nothing, let's go!"

Yang Huamei nodded, now she didn't dare to speak anymore, she grabbed Yang Ruoqing's arm and followed her step by step.

Before taking a few steps, she stopped again for a moment.

"Qing'er, that voice is coming again, it's a woman crying!" Yang Huamei's voice trembled.

Yang Ruoqing naturally heard it this time, it was a very faint sound before,

This time there are two beeps, which are clearer.

Judging from the sound, it was not far away.

"I heard a little bit." Yang Ruoqing knew that she couldn't help it.

Because at the moment when Yang Huamei was speaking, that voice sounded again.

Yang Huamei shivered, hugged Yang Ruoqing's arm and buried her head, trembling all over.

Yang Ruoqing also stood there, looking around.

She has excellent night vision ability, and there is no one else in her line of sight except trees, or trees.

"It seems like a woman is crying!" Luo Fengtang walked over and said in a low voice.

"Tang Yazi heard it too, it's true, it's the female ghost crying!" Yang Huamei's voice was filled with tears, her body was like a sieve through rice, she couldn't help shaking herself.

Yang Ruoqing raised her hand and patted Yang Huamei's arm and said, "Don't panic, we're here!"

Then, she raised her eyes to look at Luo Fengtang, and said: "This cry is the cry that people in the village often hear in the middle of the night these days."

"It's just that it's too early now. We haven't gone down the mountain yet, so the crying came out."

She said that compared to fear, she was more surprised and curious.

Are there ghosts in this world?
Where did the sound come from?
Luo Fengtang saw Yang Ruoqing's doubts, "Take your aunt down the mountain and go back to the village first, and I'll go look around to find out what's going on."

Yang Ruoqing said, "Let's go together!"

Regarding the possible unknown dangers, she couldn't let Luo Fengtang take the risk.

Yang Huamei said nervously: "Don't look, don't look, you all don't look, let's go back to the village!"

Yang Ruoqing glanced at Yang Huamei who wanted to get into her arms, "Forget it, Tang Yazi, let's take my aunt home together!"

Luo Fengtang nodded, followed the two of them step by step and walked down the mountain.

Along the way, he was extremely vigilant and looked around.

In her heart, she had the same doubts as Yang Ruoqing.

The crying sound was far and near, and when it was near, it seemed to be behind a big tree not far away.

But when you went to look, there was nothing. When the next sound came, the sound was scattered in the wind, as if it was far away.

All in all, it's right that it's a woman's cry, and it's definitely not the cry of some wild bird in the mountains.

When the three of them crossed the small bridge at the foot of the mountain and followed the willow forest to the back of the village, and heard the barking of dogs, Yang Huamei finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Oh my god, I'm scared to death, I won't dare to walk at night again next time!" She raised her hand to wipe the cold sweat from her head, and said.

(End of this chapter)