Splendid peasant girl busy farming

The old man was locked up
There is only one weakness in him, and that is the eldest brother Yang Yongxian.

It is better to draw fire from the bottom of the pot than to stop the soup from boiling.

It would be a devastating disaster for him not to allow him to meet with the eldest brother!
Yang Huaming came back to his senses, and immediately responded: "Yes, yes, yes, my father's eyes are not right, most likely it is an evil spirit, you evil heretics dare to harm my father, and you will go to the Taoist temple to find Daoist Yuan to drive away the evil spirits. I'm a normal dad!"

Old Yang roared angrily: "You guys are talking nonsense, I didn't go against evil, I'm very sober..."

Yang Ruoqing raised her hand, "It's not too late, that's it, go to the Taoist temple tomorrow morning and invite Daoist Yuan over to have a look."

Yang Huaming and Yang Huazhou went forward to untie Old Yang's head, then carried him to the bed and stuffed him into the quilt to sit.

No matter how old Yang was sitting on the bed and beating the bed board and throwing pillows, everyone ignored him and left the room.

In the courtyard outside, Yang Ruoqing put two taels of silver in Yu Xingkui's hands in public.

"Uncle Xingkui, these two taels of silver are the red envelopes given to you during the Chinese New Year. In my grandfather's situation, I'm afraid he will have to trouble you to stay and take care of him after the Chinese New Year."

Yu Xingkui took the two taels of silver with both hands, and the excitement and joy from the bottom of his heart made him smile brightly.

"Thanks to you guys trusting me, I will do my best to stay by Old Uncle Yang's side and take care of his daily life." He said.

Yang Ruoqing nodded, turned around and looked at Dongwu, who still heard the abuse, and said to Yu Xingkui: "My lord has no other choice but to keep him in the room to sharpen his spirit. In time, you should not agree to any other requests he puts forward except eating, drinking, and messing around. If you are unsure, go to my father, fourth uncle, fifth uncle, and the others. Remember, no matter who comes to see him, don’t Open the door, except for you to bring food and tea in."

When they came out just now, the big guys had already discussed, this time, Lao Yang should have a good taste of confinement.

Therefore, except for Yu Xingkui, no one else would meet with Old Yang, completely ignoring him for a while, and letting him try his hand at it.

After tossing for a while, when I got home, washed and went to bed, it was almost midnight.

"When I was in the capital, I dreamed of going back to the village every day. Now I'm back in the village, and I'm tired. Every day is either this thing or that thing. It's really tossing." Lying in the warm bed, Yang Ruoqing Stretched his body posture, made two complaints.

Luo Fengtang lifted the quilt and slipped in from behind, hugged her into his arms, and asked next to her ear, "Where are you tired? May I help you?"

Yang Ruoqing giggled, and pushed him away a little: "I haven't told you why you're tired, but your hands are dishonest, why are you pinching?"

Luo Fengtang also smiled, "You understand."

Yes, she understands.

Some things are undeclared secrets, which only belong to their young couple.

Warm overnight.

Opening her eyes again, Yang Ruoqing was awakened by the sound of firecrackers.

"Whose house is this? Firecrackers are set off early in the morning and people are not allowed to sleep?"

Yang Ruoqing muttered, hugged the quilt and sat up.

Luo Fengtang came out of the bathroom, heard the noise, came to the bedside and rolled up the curtains, looked at her with a bright smile and smiled.

"Some people go to the mountains early in the morning to burn incense and worship their ancestors." He said.

"It's better to go sooner than later, what's the hurry!" Saying so, she still tore off the clothes hanging on the rail at the end of the bed and put them on one by one.

Luo Fengtang poured a bowl of warm water and brought it to the side of the bed, "Drink some hot water to moisten the stomach and intestines before going to wash up."

"Thank you." She took a few sips of water and handed him the bowl.

Her habit is to drink water first thing in the morning, not only drinking it by herself, but also calling on boys and children to develop this habit together.

The elders also suggested it, but she doesn't know if they can develop this habit.

Drinking a few sips of water on an empty stomach in the morning can lubricate the stomach and intestines. After a night of sleep, the body is a little dehydrated. The first time to replenish water is good for the body and can prevent stones.

"Where's the baby?" She asked again as she buried herself in her shoes.

"I went to find her sister Xiuxiu after breakfast." Luo Fengtang said.

Yang Ruoqing pursed her lips.

"My daughter is getting older. When I was young, I liked playing with Bingbing and the others the most. Now that I'm older, I like to play with girls." She said.

Luo Fengtang nodded: "Auntie has already cooked breakfast, we'll go eat some after you wash up, and then it's time to go to the mountain to burn incense."

Yang Ruoqing smiled embarrassingly, "My daughter-in-law is really lazy, she sleeps late and asks the elders to cook breakfast."

Luo Fengtang raised his hand and patted her head: "Family, don't worry about those, you have a lot of time to share the worries of the elders."

"Besides, it's my responsibility that you woke up late. Last night I..."

"Hey, stop it, it's not suitable for children." Yang Ruoqing stood on tiptoe and covered his lips with a finger, with little smiles in her eyes.

Luo Fengtang gently kissed her finger, okay, don't say anything, just understand.

In the kitchen, it was steaming, and Wang Cuilian was busy around the pot in an apron.

Seeing the young couple come in, Wang Cuilian said: "It's just in time, it's warm in the cauldron, you can eat it after removing the lid."

The lid of the pot was lifted, and Yang Ruoqing's eyes lit up when she saw the sumptuous breakfast inside.

Yellow-orange cornmeal steamed buns, large steamed buns stuffed with chives and vermicelli, steamed dumplings with minced green onion and pork belly, boiled eggs, salted duck eggs, fried rice with moss and eggs...

"Red date porridge is stewed in the crock in front." Wang Cuilian took time out of her busy schedule to remind Yang Ruoqing.

"Aunt, isn't this too rich? It's even richer than the New Year's Eve dinner!" Yang Ruoqing said.

Wang Cuilian smiled and said: "No, I will eat two meals today, and I must eat more in the morning."

Yang Ruoqing nodded.

Luo Fengtang had already brought out the steamed dumplings and put them in front of her: "The stuffing you like."

Yang Ruoqing smiled and blinked at him.

Luo Fengtang peeled eggs for her habitually.

Yang Ruoqing glanced at Wang Cuilian secretly, Wang Cuilian turned sideways: "Baby ate a bowl of red date porridge in the morning, I'll ask her if she wants to eat."

Luo Fengtang and Yang Ruoqing were left in the kitchen immediately.

Luo Fengtang said: "Have you noticed that my aunt has good eyesight?"

Yang Ruoqing shot him a look: "Thank you for being so brave to say it, we are old married couples, and we are not allowed to show affection in front of our elders in the future, how embarrassing it is!"

Luo Fengtang looked innocent, "I'm not showing affection."

Peeling egg shells and serving steamed dumplings for the daughter-in-law, isn't this the same as preparing mouthwash and facial cleanser for the daughter-in-law?

Seeing his expression, Yang Ruoqing knew that her thoughts were not on the same line as his, she was helpless and sweet.

"Have you eaten yet?" she asked.

Luo Fengtang shook her head.

She guessed so.

She looked at him domineeringly: "Promise me, next time you get up early, you must eat first, and you can't wait for me hungry, otherwise, I won't eat."

Luo Fengtang nodded, his eyes were so gentle that water could be squeezed out.

The two had breakfast face to face, and just went to the front yard to look for Blacksmith Luo, when Baby Luo came back with a message.

(End of this chapter)