Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 4222 The Treasure Chest

"My brother and I are very good at Uncle Zichuan's house. We don't make any noise. My brother plays chess with Uncle Zichuan, and I watch from the sidelines. When I get tired of watching it, I draw pictures by myself."

When Luo Baobao spoke, he had already taken off his shoes and socks, revealing a pair of white and tender feet.

"Uncle Zichuan's house has so many calligraphy and paintings. I can either draw them myself, or copy them from the picture posts that Uncle Zichuan gave me, and give Uncle Zichuan comments when I'm done."

"Uncle Zi Chuan also praised me for my good painting, and there are rewards every day!" The little girl said excitedly.

"Oh? Then what does your uncle Zi Chuan reward you?" Yang Ruoqing asked curiously.

"Well, sometimes it's food, sometimes it's gadgets." Luo Baobao said.

She took out a round and plump pink pearl about the size of a peanut grain from her body.

"Here, it's this one. It's so pretty. I like it very much!" She handed it to Yang Ruoqing.

Yang Ruoqing took it over and took a closer look, surprised, then looked at Luo Fengtang.

"What's the matter?" Luo Fengtang asked.

Yang Ruoqing said: "This kind of pink pearl is very rare, it is the best among pearls."

Luo Fengtang was also shocked, "Zichuan actually awarded such a precious thing to this little girl?"

Before the couple could react, the pearl in their hands was snatched back by Luo Baobao.

"Father, mother, take a look, you can't occupy my pearls. This is my prize. I plan to weave it into a bracelet when I have saved up to ten pearls. It's so beautiful to wear!" Luo Baobao said proudly, and carefully put away the pink pearls.

Yang Ruoqing smiled and shot Luo Baobao a look: "You girl, who do you imagine your parents to be? Could it be possible that we two adults can still blackmail something about a child like you?"

"Besides, what good things have I never seen your mother? You cheapskate!"

Luo Baobao raised the corners of his mouth.

"Why did the mother's eyes go straight when she saw my pink pearls just now? Did she still say it's not rare? Duplicity, a little bit..."

She pulled the corners of her mouth with both hands, making faces at Yang Ruoqing.

Yang Ruoqing didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

Luo Fengtang raised his hand and rubbed Luo Baobao's soft hair: "Since it's your uncle Zichuan's reward, then you should pay more attention to your uncle Zichuan's learning, painting and calligraphy. Do you understand?"

Luo Baobao nodded his head like a chicken pecking rice: "Don't worry, Dad, I will definitely learn from Uncle Zichuan with all my heart."

Luo Fengtang smiled: "Okay! Then you must keep the pink pearls that your uncle Zichuan rewarded you, and don't lose them."

Luo Baobao nodded again: "I hid it in my treasure chest. There is a small lock on the outside, and I have the key alone."

This treasure chest was actually Zuo Junmo's birthday present to Luo Baobao last year.

Zuo Junmo is the descendant of the Mohist school, and he is good at making various mechanisms and weapons, farm tools, and various things closely related to life, all of which he is good at.

In addition, he is also a genius in business.

It is said that this treasure chest was inspired by him after seeing a box for keeping belongings carried by a Western businessman, and then made some basic adjustments, and then fed Luo Baobao to tailor it.

From the surface it looks like an ordinary small wooden box, but the material is extremely exquisite.

Moreover, there are hidden organs inside, which are very ingenious and mysterious, which is deeply liked by Luo Baobao.

Little girls like to collect some small things and gadgets, maybe a hairpin, maybe a velvet flower plucked from the bride's head, or maybe a glass ball, a small colorful shell , little conch...

Now, a pink pearl has been added to the treasure chest, Luo Baobao feels that he is very rich!
Luo Baobao finished washing his feet and put on clean socks and shoes.

"I'm going to the kitchen to see how your grandma's dinner is cooking, do you want to go together?" Yang Ruoqing asked.

Luo Baobao quickly stood up, "I'll go too, I want to listen to my mother and grandma."

"Okay, let's go together." Yang Ruoqing stretched out her hand to take Luo Baobao's little hand, said hello to Luo Fengtang, and went to the kitchen in the backyard.

Luo Fengtang went to find Chen'er, mainly to care about whether Chen'er was in the East China Sea, and called Chen'er to come over for dinner.

In the kitchen in the backyard, Wang Cuilian had almost cooked the supper, when she saw Yang Ruoqing and Luo Baobao coming, she smiled kindly.

"I was about to ask your uncle to call you over, but he happened to be here, let's eat!" Wang Cuilian said.

Blacksmith Luo was also in the room, where he was putting alcohol cakes into the base of the hot pot on the table.

Since it's the twelfth lunar month, the food will be cold before a bowl of tea is cooked, so the Luo family has to make a hot pot for every meal.

"Auntie, thank you for your hard work." Yang Ruoqing said sincerely.

Wang Cuilian was stunned for a moment, then smiled: "What nonsense are you talking about? I'm not tired of cooking, let alone cooking for the whole family. Even if I'm tired, I'm happy."

Yang Ruoqing raised her hand and shook Wang Cuilian's hand, smiling gratefully.

"Grandma Chen'er's dinner, I asked your uncle to send it to her house earlier. Grandma Chen'er eats lightly. At night, there is a plate of dumplings stuffed with leek and egg, and a bowl of red bean porridge." Wang Cuilian said again.

"Well, my mother-in-law has always been like this. From now on, let us do the food and porridge delivery. You are all elders." Yang Ruoqing said again.

"Hey, it's nothing, our family doesn't care about those, whoever is convenient will send them." She said.

Yang Ruoqing nodded, Tuoba Xian would have a nest every winter, and would not dare to come out at dusk, and sometimes struggled to come to the canteen for dinner in person, and would catch a cold every ten times, and her knee joints would become thick pain.

So when winter came, the big guys told her not to come to the backyard, and they just gave her a gift.

"Hey, where are Tang Yazi and Chen'er? Why didn't you come over for dinner?" Wang Cuilian asked.

Yang Ruoqing said: "Father and son should be talking about something, it's okay, their food is warming in the pot, let's eat first."

Wang Cuilian said: "Don't be in a hurry, wait a little longer, the table and chopsticks haven't been set yet."

After a while, Luo Fengtang, Chen'er and his son came in one after the other.

Chen'er walked in front, Luo Fengtang followed behind, the distance between father and son was about one meter.

Yang Ruoqing, who was setting chopsticks and bowls, secretly pursed her lips and smiled. The way father and son get along is different from father and daughter.

If Luo Fengtang came to the kitchen with Luo Baobao, then Luo Baobao must be holding the girl's hand.

What's more, Luo Baobao hung on Luo Fengtang's arm like a little monkey, and was carried all the way by him.

Yang Ruoqing secretly observed Xia Chen'er's complexion again, and there was nothing unusual from the complexion.

Yang Ruoqing secretly breathed a sigh of relief, then there should be nothing bad, right?

(End of this chapter)