Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 3855 Luo Fengtang's Family Letter
The wife of Shuan Zi was finally buried in the ground, and the relatives and friends who came to Lao Wang's house to help with the funeral also dispersed.

The first month is almost over, and it will soon be the second month of the lunar calendar. After the new year is over, every household will start to prepare for the spring farm work.

So, only Wang Hongquan, Yang Huamei and Wang Shuanzi were left in the old Wang family with their two children.

Sad and deserted, like a glass of strong wine.

When you just drink down your throat, you will feel spicy and choking and difficult to swallow.

But after you swallow it, you will have a short period of numbness, you can eat, laugh, punch people and so on.

But when you drink it in your stomach, after brewing for a while, the stamina comes up, and only then do you know how powerful this wine is.

The same goes for the feeling of losing a loved one.

The day after Shuan Ziniang was buried, Yang Huamei, who had been tired for several days, was too sleepy to get up in the morning, but Dabai and Xiaohei woke up.

"Mom, I'm hungry!"

"Mom, I'm hungry too!"

Listening to the two sons clapping their bellies shouting hungry on the small bed next to the big bed, Yang Huamei muttered as usual in a daze: "If you're hungry, go find grandma, grandma is probably cooking in the kitchen."

Then he turned over and went back to sleep, but Dabai burst into tears.

"Grandma... Grandma is gone..."

Yang Huamei suddenly sat up in shock, only then came to her senses that her mother-in-law was gone, and she would be the only hostess in this family for a long time from now on.

Cooking, laundry, gardening, feeding pigs, chickens and ducks are all done by myself.

Just like at this moment, if I don't get up and light a fire to cook, the children will have nothing to eat, and my father-in-law and Shuanzi will also starve.

Yang Huamei had to drag her sore body to get dressed and get out of bed, and went to the kitchen.

In the past, my mother-in-law took care of the kitchen most of the time. The location of oil, salt, sauce and vinegar, and other pickles and vegetables were all under the control of my mother-in-law.

Yang Huamei occasionally beats her up, but now she suddenly takes over the power of the spatula. Facing the cold pot and stove, she squatted on the ground without flint and steel, and really wanted to cry loudly.

After struggling to boil a pot of porridge, I didn’t know how to stick pancakes, so I had to boil an egg for each of the two children.
Then he took a small bowl of pickles and brought it to the table. At this time, Wang Hongquan was squatting in the yard smoking a pipe in silence.

Wang Shuanzi took the two children to rinse their mouths and wash their faces, and the two children had been eagerly waiting at the table.

Wang Shuanzi came to the kitchen to help Yang Huamei serve meals.

"Mei Er, you have worked hard." Wang Shuanzi said.

Yang Huamei smiled wryly, "I am also the mother of the two children. From now on, I will learn these things one by one. I will definitely let you guys have enough food and clothing, and you won't be laughed at when you walk outside."

Wang Shuanzi nodded, and raised his hand to hold Yang Huamei's hand, "I went to the school behind the village to watch the school immediately after dinner. The school has started, and the students are all back to study."

"I was delayed for three or four days because of family affairs, and I can't delay any more. Although Qing'er is good to us and doesn't deduct my wages, I feel sorry for the delay."

Yang Huamei said: "Well, you can go. Qing'er is supposed to take care of our family for the job of watching the school. If you don't eat, drink and live in the school, you can still get four hundred coins a month."

"I raise chickens and feed pigs at home, plant a vegetable garden, my father tends the crops, the two children go to school, and my mother is gone. With our family working together, we can make our small life prosperous!"

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After breakfast, Wang Shuanzi went to school, but Dabai and Xiaohei stayed at home.

It's not that Yang Huamei doesn't let the two brothers go to school, but that the two children are already ten years old after the new year, and they will be 11 years old in the second half of the year.

The husband who taught them before, as well as Yang Yongxian, have said that it is time for these two children to be sent to the school in the town to receive orthodox teaching, and to prepare for the examination of children and scholars.

After all, Yang Ruoqing paid for the primary school on the mountainside behind the village. Yang Yongxian and another scholar were hired to teach in order to benefit and enlighten the children in the village.

In today's words, it is equivalent to the kind of preschool, and at a certain time, it will naturally be sent to the school in the town to study.

This year, several children from the same batch as Dabai and Xiaohei in the village will go to the town to study. Of course, more children will graduate from Haitang Academy.

The family couldn't afford to send them to the town to continue their studies, so they packed up their things and went home. In spring, they helped the adults to work in the fields, inheriting the hoe handles of their ancestors.

Or find someone to find a relationship and send it elsewhere to be a craftsman, learn a skill or something.

Dabai and Xiaohei, because they were deeply impressed by the old Yang family, Yang Huamei and Wang Shuanzi were determined to train them.

In terms of money, the natal family will support, as long as the two children get a little bit of fame, cousin Daan and cousin Luo Fengtang can arrange an errand for them.

So Yang Huamei planned to wait for the grandma of the two children to finish their first seven days, then send them to the school in the town and return home once a month.

Let's talk about the beginning of spring at Yang Ruoqing's house, and she received Luo Fengtang's first letter from home in the New Year.

When she wrote to him last time, she wrote all about Dazhi in the letter, and told Luo Fengtang everything in detail.

At this moment, Luo Fengtang sent the letter home. When the letter arrived, Yang Ruoqing weighed it, it was heavier and thicker than before.
Take it apart and look at it, darling, there are three whole letter papers, which is really a rare style.

In the past, he had exhausted two letters, and even if he missed him sometimes, he only drew an emoji at the end of the letter to express it.

This trip is full of three sheets of paper, presumably it is also talking about ambition.

Yang Ruoqing sat down by the flower bed, holding the letter paper and reading it carefully.

Tuobaxian sent Luo Baobao to the school, and when she came back, she saw Yang Ruoqing sitting here reading the letter, Tuobaxian didn't make a sound, but quietly stood aside and waited.

Her son's family letter is also what she cares most about.

Tuobaxian walked over after she was sure that Yang Ruoqing had finished reading.

"Qing'er, is it Fengtang's family letter? How is he doing in Tianhai County?" Tuobaxian asked.

Yang Ruoqing put down the letter paper, stood up and said, "Mother, sit down."

She helped Tuoba Xian to sit down, and put the letter paper in front of her, "Mother, please read it yourself."

Tuobaxian smiled slightly, but pushed the letter away.

"Mother is too lazy to read the text, so you can just tell Mother about the content."

She said, the son wrote this book to his daughter-in-law. For young couples, there must be a sentence or two of love in it.

Out of face, the daughter-in-law asked her mother-in-law, and she must be too embarrassed to refuse.

But as a mother-in-law, I can't really read the letter.

(End of this chapter)