Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 4677

"Isn't it fun? The bone soup will be boiled later, I guarantee you it will be delicious!" Yang Ruoqing said with a smile and a glance at Luo Baobao.

Luo Baobao looked impatient.

Luo Fengtang tidied up the empty cage, walked over, and said to Luo Baobao: "Go and play with your brother, I will call you when I make something delicious."

The two children ran away happily. Here, Luo Fengtang looked at the rice field eel that Yang Ruoqing had removed, and praised: "My wife is really ingenious, she is beautiful, and she is beautiful in everything she does!"

Yang Ruoqing couldn't help laughing, "Beautiful? Why does it sound different when you say these words?"

Luo Fengtang chuckled, glanced around, convinced that no one was coming, and said in a low voice: "I am also a child, I want you to hurt me!"

The corner of Yang Ruoqing's mouth twitched fiercely, and she picked up an eel head on the chopping board and leaned towards his face: "Come on, let it kiss you on my behalf, and love you so much..."

The couple laughed and quarreled for a while, then started to make a fire to make eel soup.

As in the past, Yang Ruoqing was in charge of cooking, and Luo Fengtang squatted in the stove mouth to stuff firewood.

During the period, Wang Cuilian came to the backyard and tried to help, but found that her existence was a bit awkward, so Wang Cuilian hurried away, making the young couple feel tired.

"smell good!"

In the kitchen, the unique fragrance of eel meat was already permeating, and Luo Fengtang couldn't help but took a deep breath and sighed.

Holding a spoon, Yang Ruoqing was stirring the eel soup in the pot. The soup had been boiled to milky white, viscous and mellow.

"This soup is so nourishing. I'll make a few bowls later, and you can give some to your mother, uncles, aunts, and children." Yang Ruoqing said.

Of course, there will be no shortage of Feng'er's nephew, a sharp-hearted little baby.

Luo Fengtang said: "Qing'er should also drink some, you have lost weight these days."

Yang Ruoqing was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help raising her hand to caress her face: "No, I look in the mirror five or six times a day, and my face is not sharp!"

Luo Fengtang said meaningfully: "The physical strength has dropped..."

Yang Ruoqing was startled, and met his eyes, as if something had slapped her head hard, and she understood in seconds.

Following the scent, the two children came to the kitchen and undoubtedly saved Yang Ruoqing.

"Mom, I'm hungry, I want eel noodles." Luo Baobao yelled as soon as he stepped into the kitchen.

Yang Ruoqing said: "The noodles are already in the pot, they will be ready soon, please wait patiently."

When the two children arrived, Luo Fengtang also put on the face that a father should have again, stuffing firewood peacefully.

He just sneaked a glance at Yang Ruoqing from time to time to see if the blush on her face had faded away.

He feels a little wronged, because he has always considered himself the most decent person, and he never flirts with other women outside, even if he takes a second look.

Even if he was drinking and eating meat with the gang of soldiers under his command, he never joked with him, and no one else dared to make jokes with him.

But I don't know what's going on, as long as he is with Qing'er, he becomes unruly.

There is a demon in her heart, Qing'er only needs to look, move or say a word, the demon will be called out, and then it is out of control.

After preparing food for the elders and children in the family, Yang Ruoqing found another open bowl, filled it with a bowl of eel noodles, put two poached eggs on top of the noodles, and then found another bowl Flip it upside down, put it in a red lacquered wooden food box and send it to Yang Huaming in the old house.

"I'll go with you." Luo Fengtang put down the fire stick and chased after him.

Yang Ruoqing shook her head: "No, I can do it myself."

"Let's go together. On the one hand, it shows our sincerity. On the other hand, your master doesn't dare to do anything to you." Luo Fengtang said.

Thinking of yesterday in the east room, Qing'er's master hit Qing'er with a tobacco stick, Luo Fengtang became furious.

Dare to hit his own wife, not to mention Lao Yang, even if he is the emperor, Luo Fengtang dares to stand up!
Under Luo Fengtang's insistence, Yang Ruoqing had to compromise.

"Okay, then I will allow you to be my flower protector." She said.

"Hey, thank you, daughter-in-law, I'll carry it."

He reached out to take the food box in her hand, and walked ahead to lead the way.

Old Yang's backyard.

Yang Huaming basically lives in Xiaojuan's house now.

Xiaojuan is worthy of being a maid from a rich family, and tidying up the house is her specialty.

Look, this house is neatly organized, and every space has been reasonably planned and utilized. Compared with Liu's Westinghouse opposite, it is really the difference between a star hotel and a roadside toilet.

Don't say that fourth uncle likes to live with Aunt Xiaojuan, if it were me, I'm afraid I would choose this place without hesitation, after looking around, Yang Ruoqing thought in her heart.

"Qing'er, sit with Tang Yazi!"

Yang Huaming leaned on the bed, raised his hand and said in greeting.

There were two stools beside the bed, and Yang Ruoqing sat down with Luo Fengtang.

Xiaojuan brought two bowls of brewed hot tea and put them on a small table beside her, then quietly retreated aside with an empty tea tray.

This fourth younger sister looks pleasing to the eye, she is indeed a qualified maid... Cough, cough, Yang Ruoqing stopped her wandering thoughts, turned her gaze to Yang Huaming, and took the initiative to say:
"Fourth uncle, how is your injury? Is it still hurting?"

Yang Huaming smiled, "Fortunately, last night was the most difficult. I couldn't sleep for most of the night. I woke up a little better this time. I don't know if it was numb from the pain."

(End of this chapter)