Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 4635
Under such circumstances, Yang Huazhong and the Sun family naturally stayed in the old house, while Bao Suyun and Yang Huamei did not leave either.

Even Yang Huazhou had to discuss this with Yang Ruoqing and postponed his return to the restaurant in Qing'an County.

The generation of uncles and aunts stayed in the old house, and the generation of grandchildren dispersed for the time being, because it was getting dark, and each family still had children to look after.

Before leaving, Yang Ruoqing told Mrs. Sun that when she and Tang Yazi went back later, she would take Xiaoduo and Feng'er to Luo's house by the way, and let them have dinner and stay overnight at Luo's house tonight.

After leaving the east room, Yang Ruoqing and Luo Fengtang looked at each other, naturally they couldn't go to the alley, they had to go through the main entrance in front.

When passing by the main entrance, Yang Ruoqing saw that the door of Liao Meiying's room was locked.

"Sister-in-law was slapped by elder brother yesterday, and she also ate a few mouthfuls of that sweet soup, and she is not feeling well." Yang Ruoqing and Luo Fengtang whispered.

"I go to the east room during the day, and she has been by my side all the time. It's really not easy to be pregnant for more than five months. I'm not in the house now, and I'm not in the east room. Could it be that I went to the alley to accompany me? My elder brother has gone?"

Facing her question, Luo Fengtang said: "We will naturally know when we pass the alley later."

When the two passed by the alley, they really saw Yang Yongxian sitting on Xiu'er with his back to this side.

That back is bleak, lonely, lonely, stiff...

Liao Meiying was standing beside him, with a hand lightly on his shoulder, silently accompanying him.

Two white candles were lit on the incense table in the alley. The night wind blew, and the candlelight flickered for a while, creating an indescribably bleak gloom. Yang Ruoqing's back suddenly felt a bit chilly, as if something was blowing into her neck. The cold wind subconsciously shrank his neck.

Luo Fengtang realized it immediately, he took her hand calmly and pulled her to his side.

"Don't look, let's go." He said in a deep voice, took her hand and walked straight past the alley, towards the entrance of the village.

When they arrived at Yang Huazhong's house, Xiaoduo had just finished taking a bath for Feng'er, she put on fragrant prickly heat powder on her body, and changed into pure cotton breathable obscene clothes.

Yang Ruoqing explained her purpose, and brought Xiaoduo and Feng'er back to Luo's house.

Feng'er soon played with Luo Baobao, and Xiaoduo followed.

Luo Fengtang went to talk to Luo Tiejiang. For most of the day, Luo Fengtang was busy with the affairs of Lao Yang's family. Why didn't Luo Tiejiang and Wang Cuilian think about it when they were at home?

Now that Luo Fengtang is back, Blacksmith Luo naturally wants to ask Luo Fengtang carefully, and then discuss whether, as a serious relative, when encountering such a thing, should he burn incense or something...

In the backyard, Yang Ruoqing came to help Wang Cuilian cook dinner, so naturally she also talked about it.

Yang Ruoqing said: "When we came back earlier, we didn't hear grandma say that we were going to inform relatives. Presumably this matter should not disturb relatives, so we don't have to go to burn incense, which is not good."

Xiu'er was just one year old, so she died just like that.

In fact, in this era, due to many reasons, the mortality rate of children is still not small.

All kinds of accidents, all kinds of diseases...

In the village, there have been several incidents within the past two years, ranging from a few days after birth to eight or nine years old, or even twelve or thirteen years old.

Just like the owner of this body, wasn't the stupid and fat host Yang Ruoqing back then, because of Mu Zichuan's angry words when she was 12 years old, she jumped into the pond and drowned because of Mu Zichuan's angry words!
Wang Cuilian sighed, "Xiu'er is such a pitiful child, she just passed away on her first birthday, this child looks good, fair and clean, with a red mole between her eyebrows, she is as beautiful as a doll. "

"It was born on the night of the Hungry Ghost Festival again. To use an old saying, this child is probably born to be difficult to keep. It must be a boy under the throne of some fairy in the sky. He slipped down to play while the fairy was taking a nap. Well, I have to hurry back now."

Yang Ruoqing could only smile wryly at Wang Cuilian's speculation.

These mythical words are usually made up by people to comfort themselves.

Otherwise, that kind of grief will be difficult to relieve, so I can only weave a beautiful thing out, telling myself that the child is not dead, he just returned to the place that should belong to him...

"The one in Li Xiuxin's stomach also slipped off. It's been more than six months, and it's a well-formed male fetus." Yang Ruoqing continued.

"Ah?" Wang Cuilian was even more astonished.

After a while, Wang Cuilian let out a long sigh, "Li Xiuxin's crimes are too serious, the cause and effect of the two lives, God is on her."

Yang Ruoqing nodded: "She really lifted a brick and shot herself in the foot this time, and suffered the consequences. Even if she died a hundred times, it would not be a pity for her, but it is a pity for two innocent children."

Yang Ruoqing's voice gradually weakened. During the past half day, grief, anger, and various emotions were intertwined, and she was already very tired.

Especially when it comes to children, as a mother, I don't like to talk about these too heavy topics.

After hastily eating dinner, Yang Ruoqing put Xiaoduo and Feng'er in Luo Baobao's room, and then returned to her bedroom.

She took off her clothes and walked into the steamy shower room. When her body was completely soaked in the large bathtub full of flower petals, her fatigue of the most of the day was released little by little.

It was so comfortable that before Luo Fengtang returned to the room, she leaned against the edge of the bathtub and fell asleep.

She didn't know how she got up, but when she woke up, she was already lying on the soft and comfortable bed.

Putting on clean obscene clothes made of white silk, she slept on her side with Luo Fengtang in her arms.

His slender hands wrapped around her slender waist and covered her flat, soft belly.

Her back was lightly pressed against his strong chest, and they were intimately pressed together from the waist down. Even though his breathing in her ears was even and deep, he still had some masculine characteristics in his deep sleep. Obviously, it was worth her having a somewhat strange feeling.

She cautiously moved a few inches away, opening a little distance.

This small movement immediately opened his eyes.

"Are you awake?" he asked, with a lazy nasal voice.

"Well, I woke up thirsty." She said softly.

Behind him, there was a low laugh from him, followed by the sound of Xisuo getting up.

He opened the curtain, came to the table, poured a bowl of warm water, and went back to bed.

At this time, Yang Ruoqing also sat up, hugging her knees and blinking her eyes at him who brought the water, with a thoughtful look in her eyes.

"Here comes the water." He said, then bent down and brought the water to her lips, as if to feed her.

(End of this chapter)