Splendid peasant girl busy farming

4488 - Lu Yu Mu Zichuan

Mrs. Sun was content, and all grievances in her heart were gone.

The same is true of Yang Huazhong.

The two buns reached an agreement again on this matter, Yang Ruoqing stood aside alone, and could only smile wryly in her heart.

Well, as long as parents are happy, she kept silent this time.

"Father Qing'er, shall I bring you some medicine to drink?" Mrs. Sun suddenly remembered this and asked.

Without waiting for Yang Huazhong's response, Yang Ruoqing said first: "Mother, my father took the medicine an hour ago. Just before you came back, I gave him brown sugar water again. You can drink the medicine an hour later."

Mrs. Sun thought for a while and said, "Okay then, but your father hasn't eaten a single grain of rice since last night..."

"Uncle Fu said it's okay. When Dad wants to eat it himself, let's get him some millet porridge or noodle soup to eat. If he eats it forcibly now, it will only burden the viscera." Yang Ruoqing continued road.

"Okay, let's do it later." Sun said.

The woman glanced at the sky outside, and said to Yang Ruoqing, "Is the school going to end soon? I'll pick up Baobao and Feng'er and the others to come home..."

Yang Ruoqing stopped Sun Shi: "I'll just go, mother, you can stay at home with my father, my father can't be short of people."

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After dinner at night, Yang Ruoqing stayed to take care of Yang Huazhong as usual, and wanted Mrs. Sun to rest in the next room.

Mrs. Sun refused to listen this time, "My mother and I take turns, and each of us sleeps for an hour."

Yang Ruoqing didn't know what to do, and said: "Then why not set up a shop in this room, our mother and I can sleep together, and we can hear my father's noises at night."

So it's settled.

Before going to bed, Yang Huazhong said that he wanted to eat a little bit, so Mrs. Sun made some rice soup for Yang Huazhong and brought it over.

After eating it, although I didn't vomit it out again, my stomach started to hurt again, and I didn't sleep well all night.

Sun blamed herself.

Yang Ruoqing took care of her father and comforted her mother at the same time. When it was almost dawn, Yang Huazhong finally stopped the pain and fell into a deep sleep.

Yang Ruoqing had to get up to start the day.

Just as he was going out with a basin of dirty clothes to wash, a carriage came from Qingshui Town and just stopped by the road at the gate of the yard.

A man in a white robe with a face like a crown jade got out of the car, with a refined temperament, just like the young master Pian Pianjia in the drama.

That's right, this person is Tanhualang Mu Zichuan.

Although he is thirty years old, years seem to have treated him extra favorably, and he is still so handsome, like jade.

"Qing'er, are you going to wash clothes so early?" Mu Zichuan took the initiative to walk over with Yang Ruoqing, with a spring-like smile on his face.

Yang Ruoqing also saw him, and said to him with a smile: "Yes, you have to hurry up to wash your clothes, it's too late, and those beautiful washing stones have been taken up by people."

The smile in Mu Zichuan's eyes intensified.

"The majestic wife of the great general who protects the country is so devoted to a few laundry stones. If this word spreads outside, if it spreads to the circle of those noble ladies, I'm afraid you will be surprised!" He teased.

In the eyes of those ladies and ladies, Qing'er, the general's wife, has always been envied and envied by them.

A man has a high status and power, and is the pillar of the country, and the emperor relies heavily on it.

The man doted on her alone, even the beauty that the Supreme Emperor bestowed on him could refuse for her sake.

Hearing Mu Zichuan's ridicule, Yang Ruoqing also laughed.

"What they pursue is different from what I pursue." She said generously.

"By the way, why did you come from Qingshui Town so early in the morning?" Yang Ruoqing asked again.

Mu Zichuan said: "A few days ago, I learned that the son of a classmate from Wanghai County was having a full moon banquet. The classmate posted two posts and wrote several letters beforehand inviting me to have a drink, so in the past two days, I told the school Mr. Han and the others discussed it, let me take three days off to go to Wanghai County, and I just came back."

Hearing this, Yang Ruoqing also remembered that Luo Baobao had told Mu Zichuan about leaving on leave a few days ago when she came back from school.

It is said that many students in the school are saying that Mr. Mu has left and went to the county to handle errands...

It must be that her father was ill these two days, and she was a little busy, so she forgot.

"Hehe, I remembered..." Yang Ruoqing smiled, and before she finished speaking, she yawned a long time.

"Qing'er, if you're sleepy, go back and sleep for a while, why bother to get up early to do laundry? I haven't seen you for a few days, I see that your eyes are dark, your face is haggard, and your energy is not as good as that of you and Fengtang who just came home a few days ago What's wrong with you? Are you feeling unwell? "

Mu Zichuan asked, his eyes kept on Yang Ruoqing, looking back and forth.

Yang Ruoqing shook her head with a smile, "I'm in good health, it's because I haven't slept well in the past two days, I'm fine."

She picked up the wooden basin and walked towards the pond, then turned her head and said to Mu Zichuan: "Zichuan, I don't have time to chat with you right now, I have to send my daughter to school after washing, you first Go home, I'll invite you over for dinner when you're free!"

Mu Zichuan smiled and waved his hands: "There is no need to be so polite between us, you can go about your business, I will come back to see my third uncle and third aunt."

He also got into the carriage immediately and entered the village.

Yang Ruoqing finished washing her clothes as quickly as possible and returned home. At this time, Wang Cuilian had already woken up and cooked breakfast.

"Qing'er, when you go to the backyard to dry the clothes, tell the baby to come over for breakfast after she has practiced boxing." Wang Cuilian poked her head out from the kitchen and said to Yang Ruoqing.

"Okay!" Yang Ruoqing happily agreed.

I sighed in my heart that there are so many benefits for this natal family and her husband's family to be together.

She is busy taking care of her natal father, and the children in the family are also taken care of by the elderly. If she marries far away, it will not be so good.

Of course, things like fate are sometimes hard to say, as long as you are happily married, it doesn't matter where you are.

If you are not happy, a man treats you badly, but it is not good if your mother-in-law's house is close.

Any grievances you have in your in-law's family, your natal family will see it, and feel uncomfortable together.

Some people may say that your mother-in-law's family will not dare to bully you casually because your mother's family is close.

This is not entirely true, it depends on your natal family's influence.

There are seven or eight elder brothers in your natal family, all of whom are powerful and powerful in the local area, so your in-law's family naturally dare not bully you.

But are you really willing to have a submissive, obedient man to be your husband?
It would be better to find a servant and a follower.

As a couple, there must be small quarrels. Therefore, in the end, it doesn't matter how far away the mother-in-law's family is. What matters is the love between husband and wife, family harmony, and one mind.

Well, it's a bit far away, at this moment, Yang Ruoqing walked around the verandah in the backyard with a wooden basin, and saw under a big locust tree in front of her, Luo Baobao had just received his fist.

"How long have you been practicing?" Yang Ruoqing asked with a smile.

Luo Baobao pointed to the small censer next to it, "One stick of incense for horse riding, one stick of incense for boxing."

Yang Ruoqing reckoned that it took about half an hour for two sticks of incense, um, it was almost the same.

She came to Luo Baobao and took out the handkerchief in her sleeve to wipe the hot sweat from Luo Baobao's forehead.

(End of this chapter)