Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 4525 Tang Yazi is back?

On the way back, Yang Ruoqing was still thinking about the story between Mrs. Jiang and the lover who set herself on fire.

It can only be said that these two people have nothing to do with each other, which is really pitiful.

This is the tragedy of the old society. In this era, [-]% of marriages are arranged by parents.

Three matchmakers and six engagements have declared to the world that the marriage of the monarch, relative and teacher is the orthodox recognized couple.

Concubine, elopement, these are all insignificant. To use a fashionable word, these relationships do not have legal effect.

Fortunately, I was entrusted in Sun's womb, and Sun and Yang Huazhong were reasonable, understanding, and loving parents.

Thanks, thanks!
……

Mrs. Sun was going to wash dirty clothes for Mrs. Tan and Lao Yang, but was stopped by Yang Ruoqing.

"Mother, you can rest. It's just a few clothes. I'll take them to the pond and wash them in a while." Yang Ruoqing said.

Sun said: "Let me go. Your grandma is more particular about her life. Her clothes have to be washed carefully. If there is a slight smell, no one can hold back her temper."

Yang Ruoqing smiled, of course she knew this.

In Lao Yang's house, whenever it was the fourth room's turn to take care of her, the fourth aunt would be scolded not only for cooking, but also for washing clothes from Mrs. Tan.

But Mrs. Liu is more stern, even if Mrs. Tan is scolded, she can still grin, her mouth is submissive, and next time she will still be perfunctory, and almost pissed Mrs. Tan to death.

So in the end, when it was Sifang's turn to take care of her, Tan and Lao Yang's clothes were all appointed by Xiaojuan to wash.

Mrs. Liu can't wait!
"Mother, don't worry, I brought saponin powder and fragrant soap. I promise that when my grandma wears it, the fragrance will waft all over the body. I am very satisfied!" Yang Ruoqing said, and then went to the pond with the wooden bucket Scrub it off.

……

When the sky cleared, it ushered in the busy farming season.

Cut the rapeseed, thresh the rapeseed, then cut the wheat, thresh the wheat.

During the day, the village is almost empty. Men, women, children, adults and children are almost all busy in the fields.

The adults cut the wheat in front, and the old man followed with the children to pick up the wheat grains that fell on the ground.

Don't underestimate the person picking up wheat grains behind him. After a circle, the gourd scoop in his hand can really pick up more than half of it.

After picking up the wheat in their own field, the big guys went to the other's wheat field to continue picking, and what they picked up belonged to themselves.

Picking up for several days in a row, before watering the fields and plowing the cattle, if you are lucky, you can pick up seven or eight catties of wheat grains!

These seven or eight catties of wheat grains are ground into wheat flour, about five or six catties of flour, and three or four catties of wheat bran.

Wheat bran mixed with wild vegetables is used to feed pigs and chickens, and five or six catties of wheat flour are used to make steamed buns and noodles, which can also support a family of five or six for several days.

But rich farmers like Yang Huazhong and Luo Tiejiang basically don't have the time to pick them up.

But they are very generous. After threshing the wheat, other villagers will pick it up, and they will leave three to five days for them to pick it up carefully.

The cuckoos were singing overhead, the sun was shining warmly, and the fields were full of heat and vitality.

After threshing the wheat, Yang Huazhong dispatched his family's long-term labor team to the side of a tree in full swing, continuing to dig the half-dug foundation before, trying to dig out the foundation before the Dragon Boat Festival, and leave the rest to the craftsmen They are gone.

In the afternoon, Yang Ruoqing accompanied Wang Cuilian, Dasun, Sun, Bao Suyun and other women in the oil mill opened by a family in the south of the village, waiting for the oil to be squeezed, when Mianmian suddenly ran over to find her.

"Sister, I heard people say that I saw my brother-in-law at the car and horse dealership in Qingshui Town. My brother-in-law has returned from the capital!"

Tang Yazi is back?

Yang Ruoqing seemed to hear the sounds of nature!
But thinking of her mother and the others beside her, Yang Ruoqing quickly took a deep breath, tried to suppress her excitement, and tried to make her expression look calmer.

"Which person did you hear from? Did that person see clearly?" Yang Ruoqing asked Mianmian.

Mianmian reported the name of an uncle from the same village.

"He said that he wanted to go up to say hello, but my brother-in-law was accompanied by other soldiers, as well as the officials and gentlemen of the town. He didn't dare to go up to say hello, so he came back first." Mianmian said again.

Yang Ruoqing nodded: "Well, he should be back."

The oil mill was pressing oil, and it was a bit noisy, but the conversation between Mianmian and Yang Ruoqing was still heard by Da Sun next to her.

"Tang Yazi has arrived in Qingshui Town, so they will be home soon, Qing'er, leave this to us, you go home and get ready!" Da Sun said.

Yang Ruoqing smiled, and said a little embarrassedly: "He is not a long-distance visitor, so he has nothing to prepare. The ready-made meals and dishes at home, bedding, clothes, shoes and socks are all already prepared, so I will stay here Press the oil."

Da Sun laughed with a hint of teasing, "You should go back, you will be absent-minded if you stay here, we will squeeze your rapeseed for you later, go back!"

Yang Ruoqing was still hesitating.

Mrs. Sun and Wang Cuilian over there also came over. Mrs. Sun is a person who can't hide her words, so she told them about it.

Now, they all became overjoyed and urged Yang Ruoqing to go back first.

Wang Cuilian said: "I'm here, you don't need to worry about oil extraction, you go home quickly, your uncle and your father went to the threshing ground at the south end of the village to thresh wheat, the gates of the house are locked It’s on, when Tang Yazi comes back and still won’t be able to enter the house, Qing’er, don’t dawdle, go back first!”

Just like that, under everyone's repeated urging, Yang Ruoqing left with a blushing face.

After walking out of the gate of the oil workshop, Yang Ruoqing couldn't help but run towards the entrance of the village after making sure that they were not looking behind her...

From morning to noon, from noon to noon, from noon to the west of the sun, until dusk gradually falls...

Luo Fengtang still didn't come back.

During this period, not only Yang Huazhong and the others, but also Old Suntou, Lao Yangtou, and even Uncle Changgen and Uncle Da Niu all knew about it.

In the end, almost everyone in the village knew that Luo Fengtang was going home today.

Blacksmith Luo went to the fishpond to catch fish, and went to the Sun family's meat shed to weigh the meat. There was a lot of movement...

Luo Fengtang didn't come back for a long time, and now everyone was muttering.

Blacksmith Luo also went to the home of the villager who said he saw Luo Fengtang at the carriage and horse dealership in the town, and questioned him in detail.

"What did he say?"

As soon as Blacksmith Luo entered the door, Wang Cuilian and Yang Huazhong hurriedly asked.

Luo Tiejiang said: "If it's the same as Mianmian, I saw Tang Yazi at the chariot and horse dealership. At that time, Tang Yazi was accompanied by a few soldiers, talking with some officials and masters in the town."

"He patted his chest to assure him, saying that he read it right, it's our Tang Yazi!"

(End of this chapter)