Splendid peasant girl busy farming

5766 Shame
That day, Yang Ruoqing gave Yang Ruoqing a white look: "I really have nothing to do with that Widow Li, don't listen to the wind and the rain."

Yang Ruoqing couldn't help but slapped him on the shoulder: "Widow Li doesn't have a good mouth, she told everyone about your affairs, you should stop, be careful that Yaxue will find out and make trouble with you, let alone your big brother My son is already in his teens, so be careful!"

Na Risong's face became a little more serious now, and he took a sip of sugar water and said angrily, "At first I didn't want to provoke, but that woman dragged me into the straw pile first, I struggled and resisted..."

The resistance was futile, so he gave in.

Yang Ruoqing was so angry that she gritted her teeth: "You, you, think carefully, that woman is not only hooking up with you, but also hooking up with those old bachelors in our village. The red goose is gone, and Zhao Dagou has been going to the yard of Widow Li's house for a few days. Drill, beware of heart disease!"

That day Risong trembled all over, and couldn't even hold the bowl steadily.

"I'm sure. Yaxue, keep it hidden from me. I'm off to work." He put the bowl on the ground, got up and went to dig.

Yang Ruoqing shook her head, picked up the bowl and went to clean up in the main room.

Luo Fengtang forbade her to do these hard work of digging the ground, and she followed by occasionally passing a tool to help, or serving tea and water.

The ground is hard, and the bottom is full of loess, and it will take a while to dig out the tricks.

Yang Ruoqing cleaned up the tea bowls and boiled another pot of water. Sheng Nan's father came over, holding an empty bowl in his hand, which was the bowl that Sheng Nan sent the porridge to.

"Has it been dug already?" He entered the room and asked Yang Ruoqing without a title, then poked his head towards the west room.

The three tall and strong men in the west room swung a shovel in each hand, and shoveled down from three directions. The shoveled soil was put in the dustpan next to it, and Xiang Shengnan sent it to the back of the yard outside the house.

"Tsk tsk, it's hard to dig." Sheng Nan's father watched the excitement for a while, then shrank back, and came over to the stove.

There was a large open bowl on the stove, and there were still a few sliced ​​scallion egg pancakes left in it.

Although it was already cold, the appearance was still good. The green chopped green onion and the tender yellow egg flower made Katsunan's father, who had just finished his porridge, greedy for a while.

"This cake is really good, I taste it like this..."

While speaking, Yang Ruoqing stretched out her hand, and Yang Ruoqing brought the bowl to her with sharp eyes and quick hands.

"What are you doing, father-in-law?" She asked intentionally.

Shengnan's father's old face was not red at all, he said with a smile, "I'm not full, seeing how rare this cake is, I want to try it."

Yang Ruoqing put the bowl in the pot, "I'm not going to stop you from eating as much as you want, but not this time, this is their dry food."

Shengnan's father raised his two fingers and gestured, "I don't eat too much, just pinch a small piece."

Yang Ruoqing smiled and said: "This cake is dry food for the living. If you eat it, then you have to dig the ground for us."

"Don't talk about this small piece, just this whole sheet, this whole bowl, I'll give it to you."

Katsuo's father is hesitating.

Yang Ruoqing was about to add fuel to the fire, when Xiang Shengnan was carrying a load of soil to transport out, the rope suddenly broke when he passed the door, and he fell to the ground with the dustpan attached, the dust in the dustpan spilled out and made him scratch from head to toe. The feet became a native.

"Shengnan, are you okay?" Yang Ruoqing hurried over to help him.

Sheng Nan's father's eyebrows twitched, the opportunity has come.

Unexpectedly, before leaving, Yang Ruoqing stuffed the bowl of cakes into the pot and covered the pot with amazing speed.

"Come on, I'll help you up." She pulled Xiang Shengnan up from the ground and helped him pat the dust off his body.

Luo Fengtang also heard the sound, and hurried over to help pick up the pole and dustpan on the ground.

"Qing'er, help Shengnan to sit over there for a while, I'll send the soil out." Luo Fengtang said.

Yang Ruoqing was about to nod, Xiang Shengnan struggled to grab the dustpan from Luo Fengtang's hand: "Sister, brother-in-law, I'm fine, the rope broke just now, I can carry it with my hands..."

"It's okay, you rest for a while." Luo Fengtang took the shovel and shoveled the dust into the dustpan again and went out the door.

Yang Ruoqing was about to persuade Xiang Shengnan to rest for a while, when Shengnan's father suddenly heard an exclamation from behind him, followed by the clang of the pot lid falling to the ground.

The two turned their heads and saw Shengnan's father stomping his feet with his hands on his ears.

It turned out that the cake was stolen instead of being scalded.

In front of Xiang Shengnan, Yang Ruoqing didn't say anything, and even deliberately didn't say anything, it was to save face for her brother-in-law.

And she deliberately found an excuse to enter Westinghouse.

Xiang Shengnan is not stupid, he knows what his father is doing when he sees his posture.

His face was darkened, and he wished he could dive into the pile of dust that was thrown out just now.

It's a pity that the dust has been shoveled away by Luo Fengtang, and there is no place to drill.

"Father, what are you doing? Go, go, come out with me!"

Xiang Shengnan rushed to his father in three steps and two, and dragged him to the door in a low voice.

Shengnan's father didn't want to go out yet, thinking about the cake in the pot: "I'll take a piece of cake and leave..."

"What are you taking? Don't you feel ashamed?"

"Who are you throwing away? Food is what counts..."

"You are not afraid of shame, I am afraid, come out, come out with me!"

"Don't mind..."

Xiang Shengnan dragged his father out of the main room with all his strength, handed it directly to the cattle dealer, and told him what happened earlier.

The cattle dealer was so angry that his cheeks puffed up, he raised his crutches and chased after the male father, wishing he could beat him to death.

……

"It's been dug so deep, why is there nothing wrong? It shouldn't be!"

Yang Ruoqing squatted on a pile of soil that was too late to be transported away, pinching her chin and looking at the nearly two-meter-long hole under her feet, feeling a little puzzled.

According to the previous speculation, the room was not clean, and there were dirty things in the bed, maybe it was because the room was built on top of a grave.

If there is a grave underneath, then we should be able to see something after digging two meters, but there is nothing below these two meters. Could it be that the speculation is wrong, and the problem is not in this room at all?
"This place doesn't look like a place to bury people." Na Risong took a few mouthfuls of sugar water and squatted over.

Yang Ruoqing turned her head to look at him, waiting for his next words.

Na Risong casually grabbed a handful of soil, crushed it between his fingers, put it under his nose and sniffed it.

"This soil doesn't have that smell, and there are no graves underneath."

Seeing Yang Ruoqing's lips moved, Na Risong hurriedly said again: "Qing'er, do you want to ask me why I said that? Let me tell you, this is my secret. Young masters, those who eat meat and drink wine with them are more or less dabbled in the industry."

"Well, what do you think we should do next?" Yang Ruoqing asked.

Na Risong looked around the house, "I think we should dig another place, maybe the grave is in another place in this house. Um...or we can dig from that side, if we dig If we don’t find anything famous, let’s move to another place and continue digging..."

(End of this chapter)