Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 4010 Returning to the Village
The mother feeds the baby food spoon by spoon. When the child is sick, the mother takes care of it in a daze.

Brother and sister go to school holding hands and carrying small schoolbags. The father holds his son in his arms and teaches him to write stroke by stroke...

Yang Ruoqing flipped through the drawings one by one, as if she saw the happy scene of the family together in the past.

She stored it deep in her memory, but Dazhi was directly called out from her memory and presented on the drawing paper.

The corners of Yang Ruoqing's lips curled up, and after reading a thick stack of drawing paper in her hand, she was still immersed in the good old days and couldn't extricate herself from it.

It wasn't until Mother Lu's voice sounded that she came back to her senses.

"Big sister, let me tell you something from the bottom of my heart, when I saw these paintings painted by Dazhi, I, my biological mother, was jealous of you, my adoptive mother." Mother Lu said.

"Because my son, born in October, is filial to me and will never leave me, but in his heart, the one he really considers his mother is you, his adoptive mother."

"I'm a rough woman who can't read half a word, but when I see these paintings, I can understand a little bit,"

"That is, Dazhi has always regarded you as his real parents and relatives, and Changping Village as his real home. It is better to raise kindness than to give birth to it, hey!" Mother Lu sighed, her eyes were a little lonely.

Yang Ruoqing was also moved.

She raised her hand to hold Mother Lu's hand, and said, "You are Dazhi's biological mother, you gave Dazhi his life, and I am his adoptive mother. To him, the two of us are equally important."

"Sister-in-law, we have a common goal, and that is to look forward to the success of Dazhi. Right?" Yang Ruoqing asked again.

Mother Lu nodded, "That's natural. Even if I were to die, I wouldn't let those two wicked people, Da Qiu and Zhang Shuilian, cut off their studies!"

Yang Ruoqing said: "The boy Dazhi has been weak since he was young, so he is doomed to fail in physical labor. Moreover, he has a quiet and shy personality, and he is not very good at doing business."

"Only studying is the best way out for him, and from the current point of view, he still likes studying very much."

"So, since Dazhi can't go back to Changping Village with us now, and he has his own plans, let's support him together, shall we?"

……

I don't know if it's because of a guilty conscience, or because she is strongly afraid of Yang Ruoqing, Zhang Shuilian was beaten up, and she didn't dare to fart. That night, she packed two boxes full of clothes and silver, and sneaked away with Daqiu and the child I went back to my natal family in the countryside to hide.

"These two heartless people took away the last of the family's money and rice grains. They are trying to destroy us!"

When Mother Lu heard the news, she was so angry that she almost fainted.

The other children also panicked and gathered beside Lu's mother one by one, not knowing what to do.

At this time, the youngest son, Dazhi, stood up and slapped his money on the table, solving the urgent need.

Then, with the help of Yang Ruoqing and Luo Fengtang, the mansion was returned and the rent of 30 taels of silver was returned. The family hired a carriage and left Yangzhou, the bustling place of fireworks, two days later to bid farewell to Yangzhou, the bustling place of fireworks. in a small town.

As for the shop in the small town, Luo Fengtang has already ordered someone to tidy it up, everything is complete with the utensils for making steamed buns.

All the beds, tables and other furniture in the several wing rooms in the backyard are in place, waiting for the big guys to move in.

The second daughter of the Lu family, Yang Ruoqing, was also brought back from that rich family. This 14-year-old eldest daughter and her younger siblings devoted themselves to running the steamed stuffed bun shop, and used this business to live a solid life.

After staying in Lu's bun shop for another two days and eating Lu's big meat buns for two days, Yang Ruoqing and Luo Fengtang bid farewell.

Dazhi was the most reluctant. He kept sending Yang Ruoqing and Luo Fengtang to the official road at the entrance of the town. The children were a little depressed.

"Father, mother, come and see me when you have time." He said pitifully.

Yang Ruoqing's heart softened.

She touched Dazhi's head and said softly: "Don't worry, your father is busy with military affairs, and mother will come to see you as soon as she is free. Even if something gets in your way, mother will entrust someone to give it to you every month." Bringing clothes here."

"Now you and your second sister are taking over the burden of your Lu family. If there is anything you can't handle by yourself, remember to tell your parents, we will help you."

Dazhi nodded, and took out a small puppet made of clay from behind.

"I pinched this for my sister. Mother will help me take it back to my sister." He said.

Yang Ruoqing took the doll and looked at it, then said with a smile, "She must like it." Then she put it away carefully.

"By the way, Zhi'er, your parents brought back the 100 taels of silver that your elder brother and sister-in-law used to loan usury." Yang Ruoqing leaned down and whispered into Dazhi's ear.

"Yinzi father and mother exist in Beverly Bank in your name. This is a receipt. You can take this receipt every quarter to the Beverly Bank in Yangzhou City to extract a certain amount of interest to supplement the family. This is a receipt. You keep it .”

Yang Ruoqing stuffed something into Dazhi's hand.

Dazhi lowered his head to take a look at the black and white characters on the top, and the bright red seal underneath, and almost burst into tears.

"Mother, you and dad are so kind to me, my son is really ashamed..." His voice choked up.

Luo Fengtang walked over, looked at Dazhi with serious eyes, and said in a deep voice: "Man, don't cry at every turn, you are my son Luo Fengtang, even if you are weak and cannot practice martial arts, even if you take the road of Congwen , you have to be as strong as a real man, from now on, I will not allow you to shed a single tear in front of others, a man can only bleed and sweat, it is absolutely impossible to shed tears easily, remember?"

Dazhi looked up at Luo Fengtang, straightened his back, and nodded heavily.

"Son remember!"

Then, he took a step back and bowed his body like a little adult: "Son bid farewell to father and mother, I wish parents a smooth journey!"

……

After boarding the boat and leaving the waterway for a long time, Yang Ruoqing finally stopped crying under Luo Fengtang's patient comfort.

"Hey, I just got on the boat and just left, I couldn't stop thinking about Zhier, my tears couldn't stop at all, what's wrong?" She said hoarsely while wiping her tears and holding her nose.

"Look, your eyes are swollen from crying, it looks like there are two walnuts on top of each other. If Zhi'er and the others see it, they will really say you are so ugly!"

Luo Fengtang couldn't help teasing, but he still took a warm handkerchief and stroked it gently for her to help her reduce the swelling.

Yang Ruoqing pouted, "Why, you don't like me anymore when I become ugly, do you?"

Luo Fengtang was stunned for a moment, and then said: "No, because... I'm blind."

(End of this chapter)