Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Sending warmth and caring
"Mom, what's wrong with you just now? Why are you fanning so hard? You didn't hear me until I called you several times!" Luo Baobao asked curiously.

Yang Ruoqing smiled, "It's nothing, I was thinking about other things, so I didn't hear it."

"Mom, what are you thinking about? Tell me about it." Luo Baobao asked again.

Yang Ruoqing raised her hand and gently pinched Luo Baobao's nose: "You little thing, why are you so gossip, you don't need to learn anything tomorrow, just learn a mind reading skill."

Luo Baobao grinned, "Okay, okay, I think about it too. If I know how to read minds, I won't do anything. Every day I go out and see a person and read what's on his mind, and spy on other people's secrets." Keep the secret in your heart, and then come..."

"And then come to threaten others?" Yang Ruoqing asked first.

Luo Baobao shook his head and said seriously: "That's not the case. As for the bad guys, I will threaten them and blackmail them. The more they want to get something, the more I will destroy it, so that the bad guys can't get what they want."

"If he is a good person, I will find a way to help him realize his wish and make him happy. Mother, do you think this is good?"

Yang Ruoqing was stunned for a moment, then raised her hand to gently stroke Luo Baobao's head.

"Of course, my daughter has a clear distinction between likes and dislikes, she is a good child, and she is a good daughter of my mother." Yang Ruoqing praised.

Luo Baobao started to fart, dancing with joy.

Chen'er came to the door of the kitchen.

"Mother, Dad and I have finished wiping Uncle Zichuan's body and changing his clothes. Uncle Zichuan woke up. Dad asked me to ask you if the medicine is ready?"

Hearing Chen'er's question, Yang Ruoqing quickly pointed to the medicine jar waiting to cool down on the ground and said, "Go and tell your father that the medicine is ready, I'll send it over right away."

……

In the west room, Luo Fengtang was talking with Mu Zichuan.

Luo Fengtang was standing by the bed, and Mu Zichuan was sitting on the bed, wearing a white obscene dress.

That complexion was whiter than the obscene clothes on her body, her lips were also white, but her eyes were red and bloodshot.

"My God, I haven't seen you for a while, why are you so sick? What are you doing?"

Yang Ruoqing asked, and came to the bed with a medicine bowl.

Luo Fengtang hurried to Yang Ruoqing and took the medicine bowl.

Mu Zichuan bowed and stretched out his hand: "Thank you Qing'er for the medicine, brother Fengtang, give it to me, I will do it myself."

Luo Fengtang said: "Can you do it?"

Mu Zichuan nodded: "I still have some strength."

Luo Fengtang was not reluctant, and handed the medicine bowl to Mu Zichuan.

Yang Ruoqing said: "Come on, put this tray under it, so it won't stain the bedding."

"Thank you." Mu Zichuan thanked Yang Ruoqing again.

Yang Ruoqing smiled, and stood beside Luo Fengtang, watching.

After Mu Zichuan finished drinking the medicine, he took out a handkerchief to gently wipe off the medicine juice from the corner of his mouth, raised his head and said to Luo Fengtang and Yang Ruoqing, "I'm really ashamed to cause you trouble."

Luo Fengtang waved his hands disapprovingly: "No problem!"

Yang Ruoqing said: "We are all flesh and blood, what we eat is daily necessities, and it is not uncommon for us to get sick."

"However, if you really want to thank you, you can thank Chen'er and Bao Bao. If it wasn't for these two children who came to look for you, we would still be kept in the dark, and we wouldn't even know you were sick. Thinking about it would make us afraid!"

Hearing this, Mu Zichuan couldn't help but look up at Chen'er and the baby brother and sister standing beside the bed.

He smiled gently, with gratitude in his eyes: "When uncle recovers from illness, I will teach you how to draw."

Hearing this, Chen'er's eyes lit up, while Luo Baobao jumped up with joy.

"Okay, okay, I like painting the most, but I'm in a bottleneck state recently, so annoying! My brother said to let me figure it out on my own, so it's great that Uncle Chuan taught me now!" she said.

Seeing that their sons and daughters were so looking forward to and so happy, Luo Fengtang and Yang Ruoqing exchanged glances, and the couple were also very happy.

Yang Ruoqing said: "When did you fall ill? Chen'er said, you came over yesterday morning and you are fine. Teach him to write lowercase in pear flower style."

Mu Zichuan said: "Maybe it's because I stayed up late last night and wrote two articles. I made hot tea during dinner and couldn't sleep at night..."

"Hey, that's why I said you can't stay up late at night, the cold is too severe." Yang Ruoqing said.

Mu Zichuan nodded, looking at Chen'er and Luo Baobao.

"You two have to accept uncle's lesson, you can't stay up late." He urged.

Both Chen'er and Luo Baobao nodded.

Yang Ruoqing said: "The porridge is cooked in the pot, I'll get you a bowl and you can eat first, and I'll ask Tang Yazi to deliver the rice to you later in the night."

Mu Zichuan did not refuse.

After drinking the medicine and eating porridge, Mu Zichuan began to feel sleepy.

Yang Ruoqing said: "You have a good rest, we will go back first."

Chen'er said: "Mother, let me stay, I want to read books here, so I can take care of Uncle Zichuan."

Yang Ruoqing smiled: "Okay."

Luo Baobao said: "Then I will stay too."

Yang Ruoqing said: "Forget it, your Uncle Zi Chuan won't be able to sleep when there is trouble later."

Luo Baobao raised his little hand: "I promise, I won't make trouble. Mom, why don't you let me stay too, brother reads a book, I can practice calligraphy by the side."

"Mother, you don't know that Uncle Zichuan has a lot of copybooks, and they are all from famous masters."

In this way, the two children stayed at the old Mu's house to accompany Mu Zichuan, while Yang Ruoqing and Luo Fengtang returned home.

In the kitchen in the backyard, Wang Cuilian kept the food warm in the pot.

Seeing them coming back, Wang Cuilian hurriedly threw a piece of firewood into the stove, and the fire immediately ignited.

"Auntie, go and rest." Yang Ruoqing said.

Wang Cuilian nodded, "Okay, the rice soup is in the crock pot inside, and his uncle also left some wine for Tang Yazi, and he also warmed it there."

Luo Fengtang smiled: "I don't bother to drink alone, I put the wine aside first, and drink it with my uncle at night."

Wang Cuilian said: "Success, you can figure it out, then I'll go back to the house first."

Yang Ruoqing took out the dishes and placed them on the small table, and filled two more bowls of rice.

"I'm so hungry!" she said, handing the chopsticks to Luo Fengtang.

"Come on, eat and eat, you're welcome!" she greeted.

Luo Fengtang also sat down, looked at her choking like a wolf, and smiled dotingly.

The two ate face to face, and suddenly, Yang Ruoqing said: "To be honest, I don't really want to go to the old Mu's house to take care of Mu Zichuan."

Luo Fengtang looked at Yang Ruoqing: "What's the matter?"

Yang Ruoqing ate the food as if nothing had happened, and said calmly: "It's okay, the godmother is gone, and the two servants are not here, and Mu Zichuan is the only one in Laqi's house. Lonely man and widow, Li Xia in the melon field, don't go too much?" it is good!"

Luo Fengtang smiled lightly and said, "As long as you are open-minded, why should you be afraid of gossip?"

Yang Ruoqing nodded: "That's the reason, but I'd better not go there in the future. After all, it's easy to be discredited, but it's extremely rare to clarify."

"I try not to mess with the sewage, and what's more, I want Mu Zichuan to face his current life thoroughly."

After going too much, when the time comes, he will have thoughts that he shouldn't have.

After all, now is his loneliest and most vulnerable time, and it should be Liu Doukou who is going to give him warmth and care.

(End of this chapter)