Splendid peasant girl busy farming

4300 - A burst of dryness

Behind, Luo Fengtang looked at all this, and said to Yang Ruoqing in a low voice: "Brother Zuo should really start a family. If he has children, he must be a patient, good father and knowledgeable."

Yang Ruoqing nodded, expressing her strong agreement with Luo Fengtang's words.

Brother Zuo will definitely be a good father, but the problem with the child's mother has not been solved yet!
"oops!"

Yang Ruoqing suddenly let out a low cry, her body swayed and she almost fell down.

Fortunately, Luo Fengtang's eyes were sharp and his hands quickly wrapped his arms around her waist.

"What's wrong, Qing'er?" Luo Fengtang asked nervously.

Yang Ruoqing said: "The ankle suddenly cramped."

"Cramp? Let me see!" He carried her across the side of the stone, his tall body squatted down in front of her, and gently held her cramped foot.

The movement here caused Zuo Junmo and Luo Baobao to turn back quickly.

"What's wrong with Qing'er?" Zuo Junmo asked, his eyes filled with worry.

Luo Baobao also approached Yang Ruoqing nervously, "Mom, what's wrong with you? Did you get bitten by something?"

Yang Ruoqing shook her head with a smile, a little cold sweat broke out on her forehead.

"Father, what's wrong with my mother's feet? Will my mother be lame?" Luo Baobao asked Luo Fengtang again.

Luo Fengtang didn't speak, because he was carefully lifting up her trousers, rubbing and pushing her ankles.

In the previous twitching, the tendons at the ankle curled up into a small bulge, arched, so he had to carefully feel and smooth it with his fingers.

Yang Ruoqing propped her hands on the stone, and smiled at Zuo Junmo embarrassedly: "It's just cramps, it's fine."

Zuo Junmo shifted his gaze to Luo Fengtang's hand and Yang Ruoqing's ankle that he was holding.

This is the first time Zuo Junmo has seen Yang Ruoqing's ankles at such a close distance. They are slender, white and tender. There is also an anklet strung with red silk threads hanging on the ankles, which complements the white skin, making it particularly eye-catching.

Seeing Luo Fengtang's fingers gently pushing and rubbing on that ankle, Zuo Junmo suddenly became a little distracted, and couldn't help but imagine if it wasn't Luo Fengtang's hand, but his hand...

His throat suddenly became dry.

Aware of the flash of Meng Lang's thoughts flashing through his mind, Zuo Junmo quickly looked away and turned sideways.

"Feng Tang, how is Qing'er's ankle? If it really doesn't work, let's go out early!" Zuo Junmo said.

Without waiting for Luo Fengtang to respond, Yang Ruoqing hurriedly said: "I'm fine, I'm really fine, how can I be so delicate!"

Luo Baobao came out to play so excitedly, but he couldn't let the child down by ending the trip just because his feet cramped.

Besides, Yang Ruoqing was indeed not that delicate.

A little bit of pain, but she can still bear it.

Luo Fengtang finally spoke out: "There is no medicinal wine here, otherwise the recovery will be faster. If you want to continue walking, it will be fine. I have to support you and try not to let your foot bear the weight."

Yang Ruoqing nodded: "Okay, minor injuries won't leave the line of fire, let's move on!"

"Qing'er, can you really do it? If you can't do it, don't force it. There will be opportunities in the future." Zuo Junmo couldn't help asking again, the worry in the corners of his eyes and brows couldn't be concealed.

Yang Ruoqing smiled and shook her head: "Brother Zuo, don't worry, I won't force you, and with the help of Tang Yazi, I can walk the entire field."

On the next road, Zuo Junmo still led Luo Baobao to the front, and continued to visit the Ziwei Cave.

And Luo Fengtang supported Yang Ruoqing and followed behind.

"Go slowly, don't worry." Luo Fengtang reminded him from time to time.

Yang Ruoqing said: "I'm also drunk. I was walking well, but suddenly my feet cramp. I don't know what happened."

Luo Fengtang said: "It's okay, cramping is normal, maybe it's because I didn't cover the quilt well last night, and my ankle caught cold."

Yang Ruoqing nodded, probably for this reason.

Sleeping with Luo Baobao last night, this girl sleeps like a skin, not honest at all.

She didn't know how many times the quilt was covered for her in one night, and several times she woke up from the cold.

When I woke up, I found that Luo Baobao kicked the quilt to the end of the bed, and neither mother deserved the quilt...

"Your niece got involved. She has a thick skin and is not afraid of the cold. I'm so pitiful that I have cramps from the cold." Yang Ruoqing said in a low voice while walking.

Luo Fengtang glanced at Luo Baobao with a smile, and said: "This little guy has been dishonest since he was a child, and you don't know it? When you pack her during confinement, the whole little hand is stretched out."

Yang Ruoqing also pursed her lips and smiled, "I must remember, it has always been like this."

Luo Fengtang suddenly clung to Yang Ruoqing's ear, and said in a low voice, "It's better to sleep with me, I don't kick the quilt, my feet won't be frozen."

Yang Ruoqing's face turned red immediately, she cast a glance at him, her lips moved, and she said to him: Don't be ashamed!
Although the small actions of the two people behind have been deliberately suppressed so that the people in front will not notice, but if they have the heart, they can still be noticed.

Just like Zuo Junmo, although he walked in front, on the one hand, he accompanied Luo Baobao, explaining to her from time to time, and on the other hand, he secretly mobilized his internal energy to make his senses more sensitive.

"It's only been a night since Qing'er and Fengtang are so attached to each other?"

"The two have been married for more than ten years. Why do they always look like newlyweds?"

"Didn't everyone say that marriage has a seven-year itch? Didn't they say that the longer you get married, the more you will lose interest in and fascination with each other?"

"Didn't it mean that the feeling of two people being together is like a left hand holding a right hand?"

"Why Qinger and Tangyazi can always be the same as before, it is really enviable and jealous!"

Zuo Junmo's mind was filled with a bunch of question marks, and he couldn't figure it out.

"Uncle, what's the matter with you? Why do you look like you've eaten bitter melon?"

Luo Baobao's voice suddenly reached his ears, and Zuo Junmo came back to his senses in an instant.

"What's wrong? My face is fine!" Zuo Junmo raised his hand and patted his face, and said in surprise, "Why do you say that about uncle?"

Luo Baobao tilted his head, and said seriously: "Because I just saw you frowning, shaking your head, sighing, your eyes are out of focus, your eyes are a little hollow, and your mouth is tightly pursed. It's like the expression of eating bitter melon!"

Zuo Junmo: "..."

"Uncle, I heard a loud sound of water flowing in front of me. Is there another river?" Luo Baobao became excited again.

Zuo Junmo said: "Well, it should still be a swift underground river."

"What is an underground river? Is it a river that you can't see from the ground?" She asked again.

Zuo Junmo smiled: "It can also be understood in this way, let's go, let's go faster, go to the underground river to wash our hands, the water is warm, maybe we can catch fish."

(End of this chapter)