Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 359 A sudden tightness on the waist (one more)

Hearing her exhortation, he grinned and washed more vigorously.

The bowls and chopsticks in this pot were eaten by everyone last night.

Luo Daye threw it into the pot and ignored it.

It was a little laborious to wash it, watching Luo Fengtang holding the loofah naan and scraping the sticky things at the mouth of the bowl.

Yang Ruoqing pursed her lips and smiled.

Is she being raised as a housewife?

In other words, his image and temperament are related to this pot and a pile of dirty tableware.

It really doesn't fit!

But it was this contradictory visual impact that made her eyes shine even more.

All-powerful men are attractive.

The warm-hearted family man is equally charming!

Here, he just cleaned the tableware and chopsticks, and he hasn't had time to change the water to rinse.

Uncle Daniel came in suddenly.

Seeing that Luo Fengtang rolled up his sleeves to his elbows, he was holding the bowl in one hand and the loofah naan in the other.

The bull was surprised.

Immediately happy.

"Yeah? I thought your kid went to the toilet, so he was hiding here to wash dishes?"

Daniel laughed loudly.

"Washing dishes is something women do. How can you, a man, do this work?"

Daniel asked again.

His voice was so loud that it attracted everyone else in the yard.

Uncle Chang Geng, Yang Huazhong, Blacksmith Luo, and Yang Yongjin, who came to help, all went to the kitchen to probe their heads.

Yang Ruoqing was a little embarrassed and wanted to drive Luo Fengtang out in the past.

He grinned.

Calmly turned around to face the crowd.

"There is no distinction between men and women. If I do one more task, Qing'er can do one less task."

he said.

"Haha, this kid, looking simple and honest, his heart is really delicate." Da Niu said.

Chang Geng also nodded in agreement: "It will hurt people more than we do. In the future, whoever daughter will marry him will enjoy happiness!"

Following Chang Geng's words, everyone's kind eyes fell on Yang Ruoqing.

Rao is a cheeky person like her, and she blushed when she was teased like this in public.

Luo Fengtang, however, stood with his waist straight, with a cheerful smile on his face.

Yang Huazhong and Blacksmith Luo exchanged glances, and they both smiled knowingly.

I'm afraid that Daniel and the others will ridicule too much, making the two children embarrassed.

Blacksmith Luo hurriedly beckoned them to go there for a smoke break.

The two of them were left in the kitchen.

Yang Ruoqing raised her hand and pinched his arm lightly.

"I told you not to wash, you have to wash, now it's alright, I've been teased!"

She gave him an angry look and whispered.

It was obviously a scolding, but the tone in his ears was more like coquettish.

He laughed even more cheerfully.

"I just want to be nice to Qing'er, be fair and upright, and no one can stop me!" he said.

She also heard this sweetly.

But deliberately pouted, and poked his sturdy chest with his fingers.

"Hmph, Xiu Ai will be struck by lightning, keep a low profile!"

"As ordered!"

……

Men and women match, work is not tired.

While the stove was being cleaned up, the hot water in the crock pot was also boiling.

Yang Ruoqing made tea for everyone, and Luo Fengtang brought it to them.

After drinking hot tea and smoking a dry cigarette for a while, the men started working again.

In the kitchen, Yang Ruoqing also started to prepare for lunch.

Pick up vegetables, wash vegetables, cut vegetables.

Chopping hares, busy in full swing...

Mr. Sun brought Daan and Xiaoan over.

The woman was busy helping Yang Ruoqing, while Daan led Xiaoan outside the yard to find other friends.

When the sun rose to the top of the head, a fragrant noon lunch was placed on the table.

The men who had been tired all day sat down at the table.

Looking at the full meal on the table and the small jar of burning knife, all the greedy worms were hooked out.

This meal is much more energetic than the ones that Luo Daye handled a few days ago!

The men in the next room were eating well.

On the stove's side, Yang Ruoqing shoveled the rice from the big pot inside to the small pot outside to warm it.

Inside the cauldron, there is a circle of rice left over.

She used a spatula to scoop up a large piece in the palm of her hand. The rice was golden brown and three centimeters thick.

"Crack!"

With a crisp sound, the rice was broken into two pieces by her.

She handed one of the pieces to Mrs. Sun, "This pot is getting old, mother eat a piece."

Mr. Sun wiped his apron casually with his hand, took the pot and put it in his mouth.

After taking a bite, the woman nodded again and again.

"Well, this pot is good and crispy!" she praised.

Yang Ruoqing nodded.

This ancient rice has good air and good ecology.

It is pure natural rice without the slightest baptism of pesticides and fertilizers.

After being simmered in an old-fashioned stove, the rice is soft and delicious, and the rice is crispy and neat.

Those millet crockpots in the supermarket can't compare to this one!

"Mother, do you still want it?"

After eating half of her own, Yang Ruoqing grabbed another and asked Sun.

Sun shi shook his head: "I can't eat any more."

"Sure, we'll have dinner later!"

Yang Ruoqing said, pouring the milky white rice soup into the cauldron.

Rice soup with rice noodles is the favorite of the Zhuang households.

Often after a bowl of rice, I always feel that something is missing.

At this time, scoop up a bowl of thick rice soup to soak in the rice cooker, and then add a pinch of pickles.

Crouching beside the haystack under the sun, eating and drinking under the wall.

Don't even do it to a fairy!

……

"Third aunt, Qing'er, you have been busy all day, let's eat too!"

A tall figure entered the kitchen, it was Luo Fengtang.

Sun shi smiled and said, "I'm not hungry right now, I'll eat later."

The woman stood up, "I'll go to the next room to see when your father is going to pack food!"

After making an excuse, the woman slipped out of the stove.

Luo Fengtang nodded and watched Sun leave the kitchen. He turned to look at Yang Ruoqing.

Seeing that she was stroking rice soup with a spatula, her cheeks were propped up into buns, and she was still moving.

There was a smile in his eyes, and he couldn't help walking over to ask: "My cheeks are about to burst, what will Qing'er eat?"

Hearing this, Yang Ruoqing glanced at him sideways and raised the corners of her lips.

"Learn from your aunt and steal the rice!"

Luo Fengtang: "...".

"Is it delicious? Give me a bite too?"

His tall body leaned over.

The strong male breath on her body, mixed with the faint smell of wine, penetrated into her nostrils.

Her cheeks were inexplicably hot.

Freeing a hand to push him a few steps away, he gave him an angry look.

"It smells like alcohol, how much did you drink?" she asked.

He chuckled, "Not much, just walked back and forth with every uncle."

Go back and forth?

Yang Ruoqing did the math, and after a circle, at least three or two would burn the knife!

"You can still stand so stably with a three-two-burned knife, isn't this kid a good drinker!"

she laughed.

"You didn't eat in the morning, and you drink on an empty stomach like this in the afternoon, ruining your body!"

She continued.

Luo Fengtang shook her head: "No, I'm happy, so I drank a few more cups."

"That's true." Yang Ruoqing nodded, sometimes a man was at the wine table, and he couldn't delay.

"I'll fill you up with rice soup and soak the rice in the pot to dilute the wine in your stomach."

As she said that, she turned around to get the bowl when her waist suddenly tightened.

When she came back to her senses, she was brought into his arms by him.

He wrapped his arms around her waist, tightening them tightly, hugging her tightly.

She tensed, her body froze in place.

There is a large table next door eating, who will look into the kitchen room...

(End of this chapter)