Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 417: One Deep Foot, One Foot (Three More)

The sound of scrambling and smashing things was heard in the room, mixed with Yang Huamei's changed tone of crying.

Wang Chunhua ran out of the room, grabbed Wang Cuihua and ran away.

"Dare to hit me Meier, I will fight with you..."

Mr. Tan let out a howl like a beast, and chased him out of the house with a disheveled hair.

In his hand, he was still holding a pair of bright scissors...

She looked for the Wang sisters in the crowd, and when she caught it, she poked down!

The crowd exploded, and they were so shocked that they scattered and avoided.

Yang Ruoqing was quick-witted and dragged Sun to the stove when Tan rushed out.

Liu Shi was a bit slow, and accidentally got a cut on his arm.

Fortunately, she wore a padded jacket and blocked it.

Even so, there was a slit in the jacket, and the inside was torn a little.

Liu Shi was so frightened that she screamed, "It's incredible, mother is going crazy..."

Tan chasing the Wang sisters running around the yard.

Wang Cuihua and Wang Chunhua were also frightened enough.

This is the first time I have seen such a desperate old lady.

This side of the stove.

Yang Ruoqing was also dumbfounded.

Ginger is still old and spicy!

If you can't fight with your tongue, just throw it out.

The Tan family risked her life, not to mention that the Wang family sisters changed their faces from fear.

Even she herself was terrified.

It seems that, in the past countless confrontations with the Tan family, the Tan family still did not do their best!

This old lady is too sturdy, she can't accept it!

Over there, the Wang sisters ran around the yard, jumping around.

Tan's face was gloomy, and he chased after him with scissors.

The seven aunts and eight aunts on the side, no one dared to move forward.

The exhausting tug of war continued until the men who had heard the news arrived.

Old Yangtou, Yang Huaan, Yang Huazhong, Yang Huaming.Wang Hongquan and Li Zheng.

Hurala, a large group of men poured in.

Old Yang shouted violently to suppress the Tan family.

They also ordered Yang Huaan and Yang Huaming to take the scissors off.

Tan's hair was disheveled, and she was still jumping on the ground, crying and scolding to fight with the Wang sisters.

Lizheng also scolded the two nieces.

Let Wang Hongquan take their sisters away quickly.

Li Zheng said to the old Yang head very displeased: "This matter, your old Yang family can't stand it!"

"It doesn't matter if it's Lizheng's stand or Uncle Shuanzi's stand, I'll say it!"

"This marriage is irrevocable. The power is not in your old Yang family, but in Renwang Shuanzi!"

"In a village, don't do things absolutely, and everyone's faces will not look good in the future!"

Putting those words down, Li Zheng also walked away.

The crowd of onlookers gradually dispersed.

Yang Ruoqing pulled up the Sun family and planned to leave.

He was stopped by the old Yangtou.

"The adults in each room have come to the dining hall, and there are important things to discuss!"

After speaking, Lao Yang took the lead in the dining hall with his hands behind his back.

Yang Ruoqing glanced at Sun.

Mrs Sun nodded at her: "You go back first, my mother will discuss with you first when it comes to our affairs."

Yang Ruoqing was relieved to leave.

On the way back to the backyard, Yang Ruoqing was thinking about what Lao Yangtou wanted to discuss next.

Eighty percent is still the marriage of Yang Huamei and Wang Shuanzi.

Hey, what a mess!

When she walked to the door of the house, she suddenly remembered that she had brushed half of the sausage!

When it's over, the sauce and so on will be thrown away and run away, won't it be soiled by other people's cats and dogs?

She raised her feet and ran towards the back of the house.

Huh?

She was startled.

Blinking his eyes.

Why is this sausage completely painted?

The sauce pan was not on the ground either.

She hurried back to the kitchen.

The sauce pan is placed on the pot stand.

There are two more bamboo baskets in the corner.

Inside the basket, there are two baskets full of lotus roots.

The lotus root is thick and long, and the ends are still soaked with wet pond mud.

Apparently it just came out of the mud not long ago.

What's the situation?

Just when she was stunned, Daan, who was writing in the next room, heard the movement of the stove and came over.

Da'an said, "Sister, brother Fengtang just left. He asked me to tell you that the mud on the lotus root should not be washed away for the time being."

"It is said that the mud can be preserved for a longer time."

Yang Ruoqing was stunned.

No wonder these two bamboo bamboo baskets look familiar.

I met him in the morning washing clothes at the mouth of the pond, and I picked this up at the time.

"Who brushed the sausage at the back of the house?" she asked again.

Da An said, "It was also done by Feng Tang."

……

Luo Fengtang took off his wet clothes and trousers, got a basin of hot water and took a casual shower.

After changing into dry clothes, he opened the door and planned to pour out the foot-washing water.

I saw a figure standing against the wall by the door.

She folded her arms across her chest, one foot on the ground and the other on the wall.

His eyebrows were slightly wrinkled, and his clothes looked thoughtful.

"Qing'er? When did you come?"

He called her in surprise.

Yang Ruoqing came back to her senses, stood up straight and looked at the clothes he was wearing.

"You also lied to me that she was going to help workers in other villages. It turned out that she was going to the pond in front of Zhengjia Village to touch lotus roots?" she asked.

Luo Fengtang grinned.

"I heard that they were putting ponds in the pond these days, so I went to take a look and touch some lotus roots," he said.

The tone of understatement, as if touching the lotus root is a very easy little thing.

Yang Ruoqing's brows furrowed.

She used to live in the country.

I have seen people touch lotus roots.

In winter, the full pond is drained.

Touching lotus roots in the mud, one foot deep and one foot shallow, is an extremely hard task.

The purpose of the shovel is to remove the excessive accumulation of silt.

But don't wave the shovel to dig the lotus root, it will easily break the lotus root, which is not conducive to preservation.

Therefore, he had to crawl down his lower body, groping inch by inch in the cold, biting muddy water with only one hand.

Touch the lotus root, follow its growth direction, and then skillfully break it out from the mud.

It is both a work of strength and a test of skill.

And this era of rubber products has not come out.

There are no waterproof and non-slip leather jackets and trousers in Xiatang.

He must have gone down the pond with bare feet, legs, and arms.

Just thinking about it, Yang Ruoqing couldn't help shivering.

"Frozen?"

She raised her hand to touch his hand and asked.

His hands were still cold.

He saw the concern in her eyes, and his heart warmed.

Shaking his head: "I changed my clothes and burned my feet with hot water, it's much warmer now!"

"Cold air enters the body, but it can't be dispelled by scalding hot feet."

she said.

"You go back to the house first, and I'll cook you a bowl of brown sugar and ginger water to get rid of the cold!"

She said, turning around and entering the kitchen.

Luo Fengtang did not go to rest, but followed her into the kitchen.

"Qing'er, you don't need to be so troublesome, I have a good foundation and can handle it!" he said.

He didn't want her to be busy every time she came back.

Looking distressed.

Yang Ruoqing gave him an angry look: "No matter how good the foundation is, it can't be so wasteful!"

"Next time, don't hide from me and touch the lotus root alone!" she said.

"Hey, I know you like to eat, I'd love to touch it!" He smiled.

(End of this chapter)