Splendid peasant girl busy farming

chapter 352

The doors and windows were closed, and it took a while for my eyes to adjust to the dim light inside.

The room was a mess, with a half-finished wooden wedding bed.

Scattered logs, saws, axes...

"Qing'er, why are you here?"

The sound came from the small wooden shop on the inside of the house.

Yang Ruoqing followed the reputation, and the fifth uncle was leaning there, smiling at her.

Yang Ruoqing pursed her lips and smiled: "Fifth uncle, how are you feeling now?"

She walked over here and stood in front of Yang Huazhou's bed.

Yang Huazhou said: "It's much better, fifth uncle is fine, don't worry."

Yang Ruoqing nodded.

But he leaned down and gave him a closer inspection of his lower arm.

It has completely subsided.

In other parts of the body, wounds tend to heal.

"Uncle Fifth, you need someone to take care of you. How did grandma arrange it?"

she asked again.

Fifth Uncle's left arm was injured, and he had to be fed by others.

When you wash your face, take a shower, etc., you have to have someone on the side to help twist the handkerchief.

Hearing this, Yang Huazhou said, "Yong Jin has been here before, and he will come around after a while."

"That's fine."

Yang Ruoqing said, and told Yang Huazhou a few more words, and turned to leave.

"Qing'er, Uncle Fifth, I want to ask you something." He stopped her.

"What's the matter?"

"When will Fifth Uncle's arm work?" he asked.

Yang Ruoqing was surprised, she glanced at the half-beaten bed on the ground, and understood.

"Fifth uncle, the bone fracture of your hand is a little serious."

"In five days, I'll remove the straps for you."

"Serving a bowl and dressing, no problem."

"You can do carpentry with an axe and a saw, and it will take a month."

"A month or so?"

Yang Huazhou was stunned.

"Today is November 23, and your fifth aunt will be coming in half a month."

"Let's not talk about tables and chairs, I've only made half of the marriage bed, how can I fix it?"

Yang Huazhou looked anxious.

Yang Ruoqing understood his mood.

At the age of 25, he is still a golden single in modern times.

But in ancient times, one could become a biological child at the age of fifteen or sixteen.

Yang Huazhou is an old bachelor who is out of place.

"Sharpen your knives without chopping firewood, Uncle Fifth, it's important that you take good care of your arms."

Yang Ruoqing persuaded.

"For the marriage bed, my grandfather and uncle will definitely have an arrangement."

After appeasing Yang Huazhou, Yang Ruoqing left his house and headed towards the old Luo family.

Yang Huazhong's legs were just right, so she went over to help demolish the house, she was a little worried.

As soon as she left Lao Yang's house on the front foot, an ox cart slowly came towards Lao Yang's house on the back foot.

The driver was a young man.

There were two women sitting on the ox cart, one of them was holding a two-year-old boy in her arms.

……

When Yang Ruoqing came to the old Luo's yard, it was busy inside.

Uncle Chang Geng, Uncle Daniel, and a few men in the village who can work with bricks and tiles.

They are all busy building bricks and mud there.

Blacksmith Luo took a shovel and closed the mud.

The reconciled mud was placed in a small wooden barrel.

Luo Fengtang went over and over to the person who was laying bricks over there.

After carrying it, he turned around and came to Yang Huazhong's side.

Yang Huazhong sat on a stool with a dust-proof twine bag over his legs.

He took a brick knife in one hand and picked up an adobe in the other.

Cleanly cut off the uneven things on the adobe.

Then put the leveled adobe yard on one side.

"Third uncle, take a break when you're tired, and I'll cut the bricks!"

Luo Fengtang wiped the hot sweat on his head and said to Yang Hua faithfully.

Yang Huazhong smiled and shook his head: "My job is the easiest, how tired!"

Luo Fengtang grinned and leaned down to lay the adobe bricks that Yang Huazhong had leveled together.

Put your hands together, pick them up and leave, and send them to Chang Geng and the others.

Yang Ruoqing looked at the adobe in his arms.

Counted, one-time end ten.

Every adobe brick can catch up with the size of a laptop.

Much thicker than a notebook.

After all, it must be dozens of kilograms.

His sleeves were rolled up to his shoulders, and his exposed arms were strong and even.

When exerting force, the wheat-colored muscles froze up piece by piece.

Full of masculinity and wildness, and full of explosive power.

"father!"

Yang Ruoqing called to Yang Huazhong and walked over with a smile.

Luo Fengtang's eyes lit up when she saw Yang Ruoqing coming over.

Just as he was about to move bricks and leave, he suddenly stopped.

He picked up two adobe bricks and put them on it, gritted his teeth, and moved away.

This move did not escape Yang Ruoqing's eyes.

Looking at his back, the corners of her mouth twitched.

A stuffy gourd, is the desire to express so strong?

this kid!

"Qing'er, why don't you sleep a lot?"

Yang Huazhong asked with a smile.

Yang Ruoqing retracted her gaze and said to Yang Huazhong, "I'm asleep, come and see if I can help."

"Qing'er, these jobs are dirty and tiring, you can't do them."

After Luo Fengtang delivered a batch of adobes, he turned back.

Yang Ruoqing glanced at the hot sweat on his forehead, as well as the large piece of sweat on his chest.

"Go back to the house to wipe off the sweat and drink some tea. You will feel weak after sweating so much," she said.

Luo Fengtang shook his head disapprovingly: "It's alright, I'll drink it later when I'm resting."

"Qing'er, you can play by yourself, I'll do things first."

"okay."

Seeing that he leaned down and added bricks to himself, this time he had coded ten, and he even wanted to add more.

Yang Ruoqing walked over and held his arm.

"You can't eat a fat man in one bite, so take a few trips and make a few more trips." She urged.

Luo Fengtang grinned: "It's okay, I have strength."

Yang Ruoqing rolled her eyes: "If you have the strength, you shouldn't do it like this, you have to keep flowing."

"Quick, put a few pieces back, get up slowly, don't flash to the waist."

Hear her shrill exhortations on the side.

His heart was like drinking honey, and his whole body was full of energy.

After a while, Blacksmith Luo came over to greet everyone to rest.

"Tangyazi, go to the stove and get hot water to make tea for your uncles!"

Blacksmith Luo greeted Luo Fengtang.

Luo Fengtang responded and turned around and entered the kitchen.

After a moment, he came out frowning.

"Uncle, where did my aunt go? There isn't a bowl of hot water in the kitchen!"

Blacksmith Luo was stunned.

"Have you eaten breakfast, didn't you say you were going to burn tea? Why didn't you burn it?" he asked.

Luo Fengtang shook her head.

Not only did I not burn the tea, but I didn't wash the tableware and chopsticks I ate in the morning!

"Uncle, you can smoke cigarettes with your uncle first. I'll make tea, and it will be fine in a while."

Luo Fengtang turned around and entered the kitchen.

Blacksmith Luo looked a little embarrassed, and took out a dry cigarette to greet everyone.

Fortunately, Yang Huazhong and Chang Geng are also simple and honest people.

Don't care, pick up the cigarette and sit on a block to rest, talking about the mountains.

Yang Ruoqing said to Yang Huazhong, "I'll go and help Tang Yazi."

After all, he turned around and followed the stove.

(End of this chapter)