Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 3497

Seeing that Luo Baobao finally stopped crying, Tuobaxian and Wang Cuilian looked at each other, and they both breathed a sigh of relief.

Yang Ruoqing moved to the side of the bed curiously and sat down, "Baby, what are you laughing at?"

Luo Baobao said without raising his head, "Secret."

Yang Ruoqing rolled her eyes secretly.

"Baby, what's so interesting about this picture of the lotus pond? Why are you smiling so happily?" Yang Ruoqing continued to ask.

Tuobaxian and Wang Cuilian also looked at the picture of the lotus pond in Luo Baobao's hand, with confusion written on their faces.

Luo Baobao raised his head, looked at his mother and the two grandmothers in front of the bed, and raised the corners of his mouth triumphantly.

"When I paint all the lotus leaves, lotus flowers, and small dragonflies in this picture of the lotus pond, my brother will be back!" she said.

"Ah?" Yang Ruoqing was even more surprised.

Luo Baobao added: "There are rules in the game, you can't paint it all at once, you can only paint one piece a day."

Is that the case?
Suddenly, Yang Ruoqing's eyes fell on the picture of the lotus pond painted by Chen'er again, and she couldn't help but marvel at Chen'er's wisdom.

In this way, Luo Baobao relieves the boring waiting process, adds fun, and at the same time cultivates Luo Baobao's patience and painting skills.

What a good brother full of wisdom.

Next time when Tang Yazi leaves the house again to lead soldiers to fight, should I also draw a picture of peach blossoms, plum blossoms or something?
Thanks to my son for the inspiration, I also admire my daughter's intelligence, she can understand it at a glance.

Even if my old eyes stared at the paper, they still couldn't find a result.

Hey, this is really the Yangtze River's back waves pushing the front waves, and the front waves are slapped to death on the beach. For these two children, there is only one word: obey!

"Sister, let's go to school to study, or the teacher will punish you if you are late."

Dazhi stood at the door of the house with two schoolbags on his shoulders, and called softly to Luo Baobao who was inside.

Luo Baobao looked up at Dazhi, a little wronged and disappointed, and said, "Brother Dazhi, my brother Chen'er has left, and there are only two of us left..."

Hearing this at first, Dazhi also seemed a little disappointed, his eyes drooped for a while.

After a while, he raised his head again and looked at Luo Baobao in the room.

"Sister, don't be sad, there is still me, I will play with you." Dazhi said very sincerely.

Luo Baobao nodded and said to Yang Ruoqing: "Mother, I want to put on clothes and go to school. Brother Chen'er wants me to study hard. If I can't read well, he will punish me when he comes back."

"Okay, okay, if you read well, brother Chen'er will bring you conch and shells when he comes back." Yang Ruoqing said.

"Really?" Luo Baobao asked excitedly.

Yang Ruoqing raised her hand and tapped Luo Baobao's nose lightly, "Of course it's true, I wouldn't dare to lie to you if I lied to anyone!"

"Yeah, I like colorful shells the most..."

Luo Baobao excitedly threw herself into Yang Ruoqing's arms and acted like a baby. Yang Ruoqing hugged her, patted her fleshy little butt, and gave Tuobaxian and Wang Cuilian a look.

Tuobaxian and Wang Cuilian immediately understood, and the two grandmothers acted together to prepare Luo Baobao's teeth, face wash, clothes, shoes and socks...

After sending the little siblings to school, Yang Ruoqing also went home to do her own business.

After the Dragon Boat Festival, the temperature should not be as hot and cold as before, wearing jackets for a while, wearing unlined clothing for a while, sunny and rainy for a while.

The weather should stabilize and then continue to heat up.

Yang Ruoqing planned to spend the whole day at home today cleaning up the three children's houses, washing, dismantling, and drying.

Then open the windows to let the air in and get ready for the real arrival of summer.

Chen'er's room is as neat and tidy as ever, the quilt is folded like tofu cubes, and the books on the bookshelf are neatly arranged by category.

Touching the desk with fingers, there was no dust at all, and there was almost nothing to clean up. Yang Ruoqing just took off the quilt cover, took off the quilt and put it in the basin, and then carried the cotton wool to the yard to dry.

Luo Baobao's room is relatively messy, but it is not dirty.

This so-called mess is almost all puppets, and the puppets piled up more than half of the bed.

Then on the desk, there are several rows of small puppets, clay puppets, some with little people, some with small animals, and some with strange shapes.

At first glance, it looks as lively as a temple fair.

Yang Ruoqing was tidying up and laughing, this little girl has really become a little collector.

Most of these puppets were carved for her by her father, Tang Yazi. Tang Yazi's love for his daughter broke through the sky, and it seemed to be inconsistent with his appearance and his status as a general.

A loving father, a utterly loving father.

After arriving in Dazhi's room, the moment Yang Ruoqing opened the door, she smelled an indescribably sour smell.

It looks like something has gone bad, it's kind of disgusting.

This kid, could it be that he dropped the unfinished food into some gada and forgot to pick it out?

Yang Ruoqing wrinkled her nose and followed the place where the smell came from.

Not in the trash can in the house, but in a shoe box behind the bed...

How can food be put in a shoe box?

Yang Ruoqing bent down, took out the box, opened the lid of the box, and found something wrapped in a handkerchief inside.

It's the rotten smell that comes out of this thing.

Yang Ruoqing couldn't help laughing, what is Dazhi hiding?

Quickly uncover this thing, wanting to see what it is, hidden in the shoe box like a treasure by him.

When the veil was lifted, Yang Ruoqing was surprised when she saw that the inside was moldy and had a layer of fine and dense white pili.

This... This should be a lump of scallion egg pancake.

Please forgive her for using the word 'tuo', because it is really disgusting.

She tried hard to remember when the scallion omelette was made, and suddenly remembered that the last time she brought preserved eggs from Xiao Yaxue, Dazhi went back to the house without eating dinner.

Then she was worried that he would be hungry at night, so she specially baked scallion egg pancakes and brought them to his house.

Did the child not eat at all?

Why not eat?Don't you like it?

But in the past, he liked to eat scallion egg pancakes very much. As long as they were baked by her, he would eat them all.

If you suddenly change your appetite and don't like to eat it, you should also throw it into the trash can, instead of wrapping it in a three-layer inside and three-layer outside with a handkerchief and hiding it in a shoe box.

Is this going to be an heirloom?

Yang Ruoqing didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and suddenly felt that this child's world was beyond the comprehension of adults.

She took the 'heirloom' out, threw it in the trash, and then went to sort things out elsewhere.

When Dazhi was making the bed, the cotton batting underneath had just been picked up when a ball of crushed paper fell to his feet.

What is this?
Yang Ruoqing put down the cotton for a while, bent over to pick up the ball of paper and spread it out.

When she saw the graffiti on the paper, her face changed slightly.

(End of this chapter)