Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 4587
Yang Ruoqing seemed to have noticed something.

She glanced at Luo Fengtang, although he deliberately put on a calm and casual tone when asking questions, but the more he was like this, the more he was covering up.

And in her circle, there are people who are both literati and poets who can make him guard against, except for Mu Zichuan who is at home with Ding You, she really can't find anyone else.

"It was written by Li Shen." She said.

"Li Shen? Who is that?" He asked again, wondering if I've heard of this name before?Could it be Qinger's new friend?
"This person lost her father when she was young. It was his mother who taught her righteousness. She was very diligent when she was studying." Yang Ruoqing patiently explained to him.

"He is not a person who only knows how to study hard. He is very down-to-earth. He often sees farmers working in the fields. He feels the pain but has no food and clothing. With sympathy and indignation, he wrote the poem just now. The poem is called Mi Nong!"

Hearing Yang Ruoqing's explanation, Luo Fengtang narrowed his eyes slightly, showing a little appreciation for Li Shen who hadn't met yet.

But before this appreciation lasted for three seconds, he quickly woke up again.

Would Li Shen, who was praised and appreciated by his wife so much...

"Qing'er, is he your friend? Introduce me when you have time!" He said with a smile.

Through his sincere and expectant smiling face, Yang Ruoqing could see the uneasiness in his heart at once.

She couldn't help pursing her lips into a smile, and continued: "This man was awarded a Jinshi at the age of 27. He is very talented. He has served as a parent officer in many places, and he has done a lot. He died in office at the age of seventy-four. So, Tang Yazi, I'm sorry that I can't introduce him to you, and I just accidentally read this poem by him, and I liked it so much that I wrote it down."

"what?"

Luo Fengtang was stunned.

Just now when Qing'er heard that Li Shen had won the Jinshi at the age of 27, he felt that his pressure was a little bit more.

In my mind, I have already begun to search for the names of those who have won Jinshi at a young age in Daqi in recent years...

Now hearing that he died at the age of 74, Luo Fengtang's heart finally fell into his stomach.

A false alarm!
Yang Ruoqing covered her mouth and laughed.

"Qing'er, what are you laughing at?" He couldn't help asking.

Yang Ruoqing smiled and blinked at him, "What do you think?"

Luo Fengtang was stunned for a moment, then suddenly understood, and then grinned a little embarrassedly.

However, Yang Ruoqing raised her hand and lightly poked his forehead: "You fool, why do you still have those ridiculous thoughts today? Marry a chicken and follow the chicken, marry a dog and follow the dog, we have several children, and I have become yellow Face girl, what are you worried about?"

Luo Fengtang listened to the first few sentences very well, but he was not happy with the latter sentence.

"If all the yellow-faced women in the world were like Qing'er, no one would be willing to marry a big girl, and they would all come to snatch the yellow-faced women!" He said seriously.

Yang Ruoqing laughed out loud.

"This flattery is so meticulous, the heat and the size are so meticulous, amazing!" She couldn't help but praise.

Luo Fengtang chuckled, letting go of the stone in his heart, he felt relaxed all over.

The carriage was about to fly, just like the heart that flew out long ago: "Daughter-in-law, sit still, let's sprint, and we will be home soon!"

The summer is too hot, and it is also catching up with the upcoming busy farming season, so the town and the schools in the village are taking a rest.

The date is about half a month, so that it is convenient for the students to go home to participate in farming and relieve the fatigue of the family.

Of course, the schools at or above the county seat will not be closed due to busy farming, because students who can enter schools at or above the county seat usually have good family conditions and have long-term jobs. They only need to concentrate on learning to prepare for the exam That is.

And many students in the school in the town are from the peasants down there, like Muzichuan and Da'an back then.

Not to mention the school in the village.

So, as soon as the carriage arrived at the gate of the yard, Luo Baobao, Feng'er, and other children who were playing in the yard all came out to welcome them.

I haven't seen my daughter for almost half a month. Before Yang Ruoqing could express her maternal love, the little girl threw herself into Luo Fengtang's arms.

Luo Fengtang first raised his hand to touch the top of the girl's soft hair, then leaned over and hugged her.

Such a big girl, still hugging...

The corner of Yang Ruoqing's mouth couldn't help twitching. This little padded jacket was tailor-made for him. She is a tailor...

A soft little figure hugged her leg, looked down, it was Feng'er.

"Hug, aunt!" Feng'er stretched out her little hand.

"It's still Feng'er kissing my aunt!" Yang Ruoqing said, leaning over to pick Feng'er up and weigh her in her arms.

Well, I haven't seen you in half a month, and the baby hasn't gained much weight. Could it be that the weather is hot and my appetite is poor?
However, seeing that she looks good, her little face is rosy, and her nails are pink, Yang Ruoqing is relieved.

Over there, Luo Baobao and Luo Fengtang got bored for a while, and seemed to remember that there was still a mother.

So the little girl hurried towards Yang Ruoqing's side.

Yang Ruoqing led the two children into the main room, one in each hand, and showed them the gifts she brought back...

The children got presents and went to the side to play excitedly, Yang Ruoqing was able to tell Wang Cuilian about Zhou Wang's situation...

"When we were in the village, we also heard some rumors. I didn't hear the details. I only knew that the shopkeeper of Feiyanfang in the county was found out by the government to belong to the Black Lotus Sect. Then the couple chopped off their heads, saying that the shopkeeper's lady was ours. Zhou Xia, the granddaughter of the old Luo family, made me go to the vegetable garden to pick vegetables, and people asked me to do laundry, but I didn't know anything about it anyway!" Wang Cuilian said.

Yang Ruoqing twitched the corners of her mouth, "Zhou Xia, you have troubled us a lot when you were alive, and let us bury you when you die, the God of Plague!"

Wang Cuilian sighed: "Zhou Xia's girl is dead now, and I, as an aunt, can't say anything about her, but your aunt, I'm really worried that she won't be able to bear this blow..."

A sneer came from beside him, it was Luo Fengtang.

"Auntie, don't worry. My aunt eats well and drinks deliciously in the county seat. We invited them to dinner at the restaurant last night. My aunt has a very good appetite. We put down the dishes and she is still cleaning the dishes. I guess It is to turn sorrow into appetite!"

Luo Fengtang spoke slowly, holding a teacup in his hand and sipping it unhurriedly.

Yang Ruoqing couldn't help laughing, but Wang Cuilian was a little dumbfounded.

After thinking about it, Wang Cuilian had a strange expression.

Yang Ruoqing said: "Auntie, my aunt must have been very sad when she heard the news at first. I think her eyes were swollen from crying."

"But later I figured it out, knowing that what Zhou Xia did would cause anger and resentment wherever she left it, and she didn't dare to immerse herself in grief any longer."

"It's a good thing to be able to eat and drink and get out of the pain. It means that my aunt is still a person who can tell right from wrong, right?"

Wang Cuilian nodded: "Yes, yes, that's the reason!"

(End of this chapter)