Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 5755 The Man

Both laughed.

"How is it? Do you feel better?" Yang Ruoqing asked.

Ping'er nodded slightly, "It's much more comfortable. To be honest, I didn't sleep well last night, and my lower back couldn't bear the weight at all."

Yang Ruoqing said: "Your back injury is best to lie on the bed for two days, fetching water, washing these tasks is absolutely impossible, I will send you two plasters later, you stick them first."

Pinger nodded and thanked again.

"Qing'er, you are so kind to me. I don't know what to do now. You have sent me wheat flour and rice twice, so that our family will not go hungry. Now you are sending me medicine. I have dragged you down." ..."

Yang Ruoqing rolled her eyes: "It's true that your back pain has improved a bit, and you're starting to talk about the shit and pain again. It's also good for us to hit it off, and we should help each other."

"Besides, for the children in my family, you make shoes and socks for them in all four seasons every year. Your needlework is so good that you are [-] blocks away from me. The children go out wearing the shoes and socks you made. I don't know how many people envy you. Well, so we both help each other, and we don't need to thank each other."

Supported by Yang Ruoqing, Ping'er lay on her back, with a pillow on her lower back.

"Brother Zhou Sheng doesn't know what's wrong with your waist?" Yang Ruoqing asked again.

Ping'er shook her head, "I said I did it by accident."

"Why don't you tell Brother Zhou Sheng the truth? His son, he should discipline him well!"

"Qing'er, that kid Bingbing didn't do it on purpose. Although he's not close to my stepmother, he doesn't have any disrespectful intentions."

After a pause, Ping'er continued: "What's more, the reason why he used the stool to pose as if he was going to hit someone was to put it bluntly in order to stand out for his sister, and Hua Hua pushed her."

So there is still this stubble?Yang Ruoqing pondered for a while, "Well, so to speak, Bingbing is not bad, although he is not close to you, but he is sincere with his sister, he is still a good brother."

"As for hitting you, that's still an accident. Who let you die so hard to prevent someone like Huahua from disaster? You asked for it!"

Ping'er could only smile wryly: "I really deserve it."

"Then you took this heavy blow for her, did she say anything afterwards?" Yang Ruoqing asked again.

Ping'er shook her head: "I didn't say anything, but at least there was no fuss, and I didn't make a sound when I brought her food in, but I ate all the food and didn't smash the bowl again."

No fuss, thank goodness.

Yang Ruoqing shook her head secretly, Pinger didn't dote on Huahua, but spoiled her.

"How many days left in her confinement?"

Ping'er calculated, "According to 30 days, there are still seven or eight days left."

"The women of the farmer's family are almost confinement. Even if they sit, they will die for ten days and a half months. She has sat for more than 20 days in one breath, and it is almost the same. In the next few days, your waist is injured. Cooking Let her help you share the work, and as for the laundry, I can only let Brother Zhou take care of it." Yang Ruoqing helped Ping'er with advice, Ping'er's waist really needs to rest, this is not a joke.

Ping'er thought for a while, "Let's see when the time comes, I'm not that expensive."

"Yeah, you still don't listen to my advice. When the time comes, you will have some old illness. You will cry." Yang Ruoqing stood up, patted the clothes on her body, "I have to go back, and I will send my daughter to you later. Send the plaster over here."

As soon as Yang Ruoqing walked out of Ping'er's house, she heard a sound in the yard outside, the sound of footsteps leaving quickly.

She poked her head outside and saw a figure disappearing quickly at the gate of the yard.

It's soldiers.

Yang Ruoqing originally wanted to call Bingbing to stop, but hesitated for a while, and decided to forget it.

It's good to be heard by him, at least let him understand that the stepmother he has been hostile to is not as bad as he imagined.

He is almost 14 years old now, and he should have his own judgment on many things.

Near noon, Ping'er struggled to get up from the bed and prepared to go to the kitchen to cook a meal for the two of them. As soon as he arrived at the door of the main room, he saw Bing Bing striding in from outside.

Ping'er panicked, "Bingbing, are you coming back to get lunch? I'm going to cook it right now, you go to rest for a while, it will be ready soon..."

In Ping'er's mind, she was thinking about what to eat at noon so that she could be fast and full, when suddenly Bingbing's voice came: "What do you eat for noon?"

Ping'er was stunned for a moment, and then looked at Bingbing with eyes full of surprise but didn't dare to show it, "Then, what do you want to eat? Noodles? Or wild vegetables with rice? Rolls are also fine..."

Bingbing said: "Eat whatever you have, the simpler the better."

Ping'er nodded again and again, "Success, I've packed up the wild vegetables you brought back yesterday, and I'll cook wild vegetables for bibimbap for you two later..."

Bingbing nodded and said in a muffled voice, "Then I'll go and light a fire for you..."

"Aunt Ping'er, are you in the house?"

A crisp voice sounded almost in sync with Bingbing's voice, covering his words directly.

After the voice fell, a girl with bright eyes and white teeth poked her head at the gate of the courtyard, her lively eyes seemed to be able to speak.

"Yes, yes, I'm here!" Ping'er quickly waved to Luo Baobao.

When Bingbing saw Luo Baobao approaching, his eyes lit up, and he came to Luo Baobao's body in three steps and two. He held back his excitement and asked, "Baomei, why are you here? What's the matter?"

Luo Baobao raised his head and glanced at Bingbing, with a slightly uncomfortable look on his face.

"My mother sent me to deliver something to Aunt Ping'er."

She pointed to the basket slung in the crook of her arm.

Bingbing also took a look at the basket. The basket was covered with a veil, so he couldn't see what was inside, so Dan Bingbing hurriedly moved aside to get out of the way.

Luo Baobao came to Ping'er briskly, smiled and said crisply: "Aunt Ping'er, my mother sent me to send you two plasters, plus a pack of herbal tea for bruises, you must remember to drink it." ah!"

Ping'er smiled and nodded, "Your mother has a heart."

Luo Baobao took off the veil, and there was not only medicine in the basket, but also a large oiled paper bag.

"This is green onion cake baked by my mother. She sent me to bring some to your house."

Ping'er took the oiled paper bag, it was heavy, there were at least a dozen cakes inside, not to mention Zhou Sheng and Bing Bing, even the three mothers in the family had something to satisfy their hunger at noon.

Ping'er understood Yang Ruoqing's intention of baking these cakes, but she didn't want her to have lunch after her back hurt, her eyes immediately turned red.

"Baby, your mother has a heart."

It's still the same sentence...

Luo Baobao couldn't help laughing.

"The things have been delivered, so I'll leave first." Luo Baobao turned around and was about to leave, when Huahua's voice came from the room behind him.

"But the baby is here? Come in and talk!"

Luo Baobao stopped, turned his head and glanced at Huahua's room, just as he was hesitating, Bingbing ran back and blocked her: "Don't go, she doesn't know how noisy these days, she's so annoying to death."

(End of this chapter)