Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 3093 The most important (one more)
Hearing Mrs. Sun's words, the smile on Mrs. Sun's face instantly froze, and her eyes turned red.

But she forced her eyes back abruptly, and bent down to hug Mrs. Sun.

"Mother, you are not allowed to say stupid things, you have to live to be one hundred and one years old, and Goddess Li pinched you!"

"If you don't believe me, just ask Qing'er, she was there when Goddess Li said this." Da Sun said.

Yang Ruoqing pursed her lips and smiled with the greatest strength.

Mrs. Sun also laughed, "You don't need to ask, I believe you."

Da Sun pushed Mrs. Sun around the yard again, Yang Ruoqing followed.

Old lady Sun said: "Why didn't I see your father this morning? Where did the old man go?"

Da Sun was stunned for a moment, and then said: "My father went to the school in the town to look for Dajie. I made some meatballs, and he sent them to Dajie to make up his body."

Mrs. Sun nodded, "Okay, it's too tiring to ask Dajie to study. Compared with studying, seeking fame and so on, health is the most important thing. If he doesn't believe it, he will just say what he said."

Dasun nodded again and again, "Well, I must pass on the message."

The old lady Sun said again: "This man is alive and kicking, when he can eat and walk, he wants to seek fame, fortune, money and so on,"

"Only when I'm sick like me and can't eat, drink, or sleep well, will I understand that everything is floating clouds, and only a good body is the best capital and the most important thing."

Listening to Mrs. Sun's words, Da Sun and Yang Ruoqing nodded seriously.

This is the truth and the simplest truth. Good health is really the most important thing. People who have never experienced it will sneer at it.

Only when you have experienced the torment of illness, you will understand the true meaning of this sentence.

It's just that the price of understanding is too great.

"Go back and do your work. I'll ask Qing'er to take me back. I'm a little tired and want to lie down." Old lady Sun said again.

Da Sun said: "Mother, I will take you back."

Yang Ruoqing said: "Auntie, go cook the pig food, I'll go back with Granny."

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Yang Ruoqing pushed Mrs. Sun out of the Sun's yard and onto the main road outside.

At this time, it was afternoon, the sun was good, and there were rice fields on both sides of the road.

This season's early rice has been planted long ago, and now, the rice is growing well, and the place where you can see it is blue.

There are still villagers working in the field, pulling weeds, fertilizing, cleaning up fields and ditches.

Farmers are used to planting soybeans on the ridges of the fields. In this way, when the rice matures in summer, the soybeans will also end.

Come to the field to harvest rice, and pull out a few soybean seedlings with pods to go back. At noon, fry a plate of green beans with chili, or make soup with eggs and green beans, to improve the food for the whole family and strengthen their health. Nutrition.

Farmers look to the sky to harvest, and they will also use local materials. This is the wisdom of the farming era, which has been passed down bit by bit through exploration and inheritance from generation to generation.

"Qing'er, I suddenly don't want to go back now, you can push me to go around the rice fields over there, and take a look before going back." Granny Sun said suddenly.

"Okay." Yang Ruoqing then changed direction and pushed Mrs. Sun to the rice field over there.

"The rice flowers are so fragrant..."

Granny Sun sighed, sniffing the smell from the paddy field.

Yang Ruoqing smiled and squatted down beside Mrs. Sun to accompany her.

Mrs. Sun looked at the rice field in front of her and said, "The rice is about to start filling. In a few months, the rice will be mature. This season's new rice will come out. It's great!"

Yang Ruoqing also smiled and nodded lightly, "The new rice is coming out, so we don't have to starve. And I think the rice is growing well. If God has a continuous drought in the next month or so, it will be like this. , this season we still have a bumper harvest of rice!"

Mrs. Sun said: "The harvest is good, and the poor life is hard. I heard that there is a drought in Helanzhou, and the common people can't eat, so they are fleeing to our side."

"Da'an and Zichuan have already gone to help the disaster." Yang Ruoqing said.

Mrs. Sun nodded. What else did the old man want to say? Suddenly, there was the sound of water splashing in the rice field in front of him.

"Qing'er, what is that thing moving inside?" Mrs. Sun asked in surprise.

Yang Ruoqing looked over there and couldn't help laughing.

"It's a fish," she said.

"Rice flower fish?" Mrs. Sun narrowed her eyes, as if thinking of something that happened a long time ago.

"When your mother and aunt were young, you and I were young and strong."

"We took their sisters to live in Sunjiagou. Life in the mountains is hard, but there are also fun in the mountains."

"Every year when the fields are planted, you Gagong will go to the springs in the mountains to catch some crucian carp fry and raise them in the rice fields."

"Those fish grow up by eating rice flowers. We mountain people call them rice flower fish."

"Rice flower fish? I heard from my mother." Yang Ruoqing said.

"When my mother eats fish, she has to tell us this. She said that the best fish she has ever eaten is rice flower fish when she grows up. She also said that Ga Po, you cook noodles with rice flower fish for them Sisters eat, that is the happiest moment every summer..."

Listening to Yang Ruoqing's words, Old Madam Sun's eyes narrowed, and every wrinkle in the corner of her eyes was full of beautiful memories.

After a long time, when Yang Ruoqing thought the old lady was about to fall asleep, old lady Sun spoke again.

"I really want to cook noodles with rice-flavored fish for their sisters again. I'm afraid that if I don't do it again, I will never have another chance in this life..." Mrs. Sun murmured.

Although the voice of the last two sentences was extremely low, so low that only she could hear it, Yang Ruoqing still heard it.

No way, who made her hearing power different from ordinary people.

"Ga Po, you wait here, I'll catch fish." Yang Ruoqing said, then took off her shoes, rolled up her trousers, and went down to the paddy field over there.

"Qing'er, watch your step, don't fall." Mrs. Sun urged.

"Don't worry, Po, it's fine." Yang Ruoqing said with a smile.

When she got to the paddy field, the water in the paddy field covered her calves, and the back of the black fish was looming in the water.

After a while, Yang Ruoqing caught several fat and big crucian carp, held them in the mouths of the skewered fish with water plants, lifted them up and shook them at Mrs. Sun on the side of the road.

"Garba, look, I caught so many!"

Mrs. Sun also squinted her eyes and smiled, "Come up soon, the water is cold, so be careful not to catch a cold."

"Okay, I'll come up now." Yang Ruoqing said, carrying the fish back.

When passing by one of the rice plants, she originally walked over, but suddenly stopped and retreated.

He bent down, turned the rice leaf over and looked carefully in front of his eyes, his eyes were full of doubts.

(End of this chapter)