Splendid peasant girl busy farming

4133 - Child's Nemesis
Xiao Hua then called Feng'er who was playing nearby, "Mother is going home, your aunt asked you if you are hungry, do you want to stay here for dinner?"

Hearing that Xiao Hua was going to leave, Feng'er's chubby hand quickly grabbed the corner of Xiao Hua's clothes and wanted to follow.

Yang Ruoqing said with a smile: "Auntie is going to eat eggs at noon, do you want to stay and eat together?"

Lying eggs is a new way of eating eggs that Yang Ruoqing has recently researched. After trying it twice, Chen'er, Baobao, and Feng'er all like it.

So upon hearing this, Feng'er glanced at Yang Ruoqing, then at Xiao Hua, and made a decision, "Mother will eat too!"

This is for Xiao Hua to stay too.

Yang Ruoqing laughed and teased Xiaohua: "What did you say last time, that Feng'er treats me as an aunt better than you as my own mother? Look, I can't leave you for a moment now. Hey, there is only you in the world. Hello mother, are you satisfied now?"

Xiaohua smiled proudly, she knelt down and straightened Feng'er's little padded jacket, and said: "Mother is going back to make medicine for your Auntie Duo'er, you stay here with Auntie, and you can eat it later." When it's over, mother will come and pick you up, okay?"

Feng'er nodded, Xiaohua just left.

Xiao Hua walked forward, and Luo Fengtang came to the kitchen behind her.

In fact, the reason why Feng'er didn't dare to stay here alone was because he was afraid of Luo Fengtang.

Luo Fengtang is tall and tall, when he is not talking or smiling, his face is really stern and serious.

In addition, he is a great general, with thousands of troops in his hands, and over time, he naturally has the majesty and aura of a superior.

It's just that he will restrain this kind of momentum, and when he is at home, he is completely the same as before, honest and simple Tang Yazi.

But the majesty and arrogance deep in his bones will always be revealed inadvertently.

Especially children are equivalent to small animals, most of them now rely on their own intuition.

That's why Feng'er felt the aura of his uncle and was afraid of him.

Not only Feng'er, but other children in the village, even if they are usually coquettish and domineering, they are too scared to act violently when they see Luo Fengtang.

Over time, some villagers in the village used Luo Fengtang's name to scare the crying children at home, not to mention, it was quite effective.

No, Feng'er, who was having fun around Yang Ruoqing's legs, saw Luo Fengtang coming in, and was so frightened that he immediately slipped into Yang Ruoqing's apron.

Yang Ruoqing couldn't help laughing, she supported Feng'er's small shoulders and said, "Where is this silly boy going? The apron is dirty, come out..."

Ke Feng'er just couldn't come out.

She had no choice but to turn her head and look at Luo Fengtang who had just entered the door, "Look, it was just a little dragon, scurrying around, once you entered the door, the mouse saw the cat and was too scared to come out."

It was only then that Luo Fengtang discovered that there was a little guy hiding under Yang Ruoqing's apron.

He froze in place, raised his hand and touched his nose, a little embarrassed.

"Did I just have such a scary face?" He couldn't laugh or cry.

Yang Ruoqing raised her eyebrows, "Just tell me what to do, I can't cook anymore."

Luo Fengtang thought for a while, then turned around and came to the stove, took a few pieces of thatch in his hand, and cut off the disordered branches on the side, leaving a straight thatch pole in the middle.

"Feng'er, come here, uncle will show you something interesting." He dexterously wrapped his ten slender fingers around the thatched poles, and with a kind smile towards Feng'er, he called out.

The voice was also deliberately lowered.

Feng'er didn't dare to come out, but when he heard that there was something interesting, he couldn't help but poked his head out of Yang Ruoqing's back to look at the mouth of the stove.

Yang Ruoqing bent down and patted Feng'er's head: "Go and have a look, what is your uncle doing? It seems to be making crickets?"

"Cricket?" Feng'er raised his head, the child's face shape, facial features and appearance, almost followed Xiao Hua's.

But only these eyes resembled Daan.

So when Feng'er looked up at Yang Ruoqing, those beautiful eyes suddenly reminded her of her younger brother Da'an who was far away in the capital.

A burst of thoughts rushed past, and Yang Ruoqing looked at Feng'er with a slightly softer look.

"Yeah, what about crickets, your uncle can make up crickets, you go and have a look." Yang Ruoqing encouraged.

Luo Fengtang also picked up the half-made cricket in his hand and shook it towards Feng'er, tempting him: "Feng'er comes to uncle, uncle will give you the cricket, okay?"

Feng'er was moved, and came to Luo Fengtang's side with short legs. At the beginning, he still maintained a certain degree of vigilance, which can be seen from the position of the stand.

But later, as the shape of the cricket in Luo Fengtang's hand became more and more clear, the little guy couldn't help it, and unconsciously moved closer to Luo Fengtang.

And also curious about this and that, the two-year-old child, the speech is not very clear, and the voice is childish.

But this does not hinder communication. Moreover, although Luo Fengtang was artificially portrayed as the "nemesis" of children by those ignorant village women, in fact, he is a man who likes children very much.

No matter what Feng'er asked, he answered patiently. When Feng'er finished weaving, under Feng'er's envious eyes, Luo Fengtang took the initiative to put the thatch cricket into Feng'er's hands.

"Uncle gave it to you, show it to your aunt!" He raised his hand and gently touched Feng'er's head.

Feng'er's attention was completely attracted by the cricket in his hand, and he readily accepted Luo Fengtang's head pat.

Then he took the cricket to Yang Ruoqing who was cooking, and held it up in his hand like offering a treasure.

Yang Ruoqing pretended to be surprised and praised a few words, "Okay, you go to the little pony over there and sit obediently and play with your crickets!"

Feng'er obediently sat back and played with the cricket, chattering in her little mouth, very proud of herself!

Yang Ruoqing turned her eyes away from Feng'er and turned to Luo Fengtang.

"Tang Yazi, you are still the best, you can handle him so easily." Yang Ruoqing gave Luo Fengtang a thumbs up.

The praise of his wife is what Luo Fengtang likes to hear the most.

He raised the corners of his lips, grabbed a handful of firewood and threw it into the stove, and said, "What a child wants is actually very simple. When I was a child, I always wanted a decent slingshot in my dreams."

"Later, my uncle made one for me. I was so excited that I would hug him when I slept at night, haha..."

When talking about their childhood, both of them laughed.

"By the way, Qing'er, what was the thing you wanted most when you were a child?" He asked again.

Yang Ruoqing was startled, she is a time traveler, she had two childhoods, one in ancient times and one in modern times.

The one in ancient times, the one I wanted the most when I was a child should be... Muzichuan, right?
As for the modern one, what I envied the most when I was a child was those children who could live in the sun, live a normal life, have their parents pick them up and drop them off to school, go to the park to play together on weekends, and eat delicious food with their parents .

There are so many things I want, I don't know where to start.

"I was a fool when I was young. It's not like you don't know it. I haven't developed my wits yet. I don't even have a memory of what I want most." Yang Ruoqing smiled and said.

(End of this chapter)