Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 5842
Yang Ruoqing smiled: "Of course I'll deal with it if I take it away, stay here, mother, aren't you afraid?"

Mrs. Sun glanced at the bundle in her hand, and dodged her eyes for a while, but still bit the bullet, and asked softly in a voice that seemed to be inaudible: "Then... what are you going to do with it?"

Yang Ruoqing: "Of course it's a fire, it's completely burnt."

Sun thought for a while, and took the bundle from her hand without hesitation, "I'll just stuff it in the stove and burn it, don't do it, bad luck!"

With stiff arms, she ran towards the backyard carrying the bundle, as if she was carrying a big hot potato, and she didn't dare to move her arms easily.But the feet are extremely fast, and the face is tense. This momentum... there is a kind of solemn and stirring feeling that the wind is rustling, the water is cold, and the strong man will never return.

He was obviously afraid of this thing, but he didn't want his daughter to suffer bad luck.

Behind the tragedy of going all out, there is actually a strong mother's love supporting it.

Yang Ruoqing immediately followed, and Yang Huazhong also came.

In the kitchen, Mrs. Sun stuffed all the jars into the stove, smashed the jar with iron tongs, and added firewood to it one by one, so that all the evil spirits would be completely reduced to flames under the raging flames. ash.

……

The remaining half of the bridge and road project has been completely completed with the hundred taels of silver that the Gu family looted.

From the village to Qingshui Town, the ten-mile road is all paved with wide and flat bluestone slabs. Even if it rains in the future, that section of the road will not be muddy, and carts and unicycles are still feasible, and it will not delay the big guys at all. Work in the fields.

The stone bridge behind the village is also well built, with an arched bridge body, two carriages can pass side by side, and the bridge hole is at a suitable height from the water surface, so it is not afraid of the river flooding.

In addition, safety guardrails are built on both sides of the bridge body. In order to prevent children from climbing on the guardrails, both ends are dead.

In the future, the big guys will go to work at the foot of the mountain, and the students will go to study on the halfway up the mountain, and they will be safe and secure when crossing this bridge.

"Hey, obviously I took the lead in building the bridge and paving the road, but in the end all the credit fell to Qing'er and the others, what a hell!"

The new house in the village was also completed, and Yang Yongxian and Lao Yangtou moved back to the new house.

Yang Yongxian stood at the gate of the house, looking at the new road not far away, his face full of melancholy.

"I also feel like hell, you're spending money to buy a show, and you're putting hundreds of taels of silver bills on the table for the benefit of everyone. How come everyone else ran to chant Qing'er?" the old man asked. Yang Tou sat on the wheelchair next to him, looking into the distance, truly worried about Yang Yongxian.

Yang Yongxian himself gritted his teeth: "Talk about ten thousand, I made a wrong step, every step was wrong, I was really tricked by that liar San Wu!"

Old Yang frowned, "Don't mention Sanwu to me anymore, bad luck, if he hadn't died in the West Room, the house wouldn't be sitting like this now!"

Yang Yongxian froze for a moment, then turned to look at the house behind him.

Originally, the house had three rooms on the front, facing south from the north, the three rooms in the firewood room and utility room were opposite, the toilet was in the backyard, and a half-person-high mud wall surrounded all these rooms.

But now, Sanwu died in the west room, and Qian family died in the east room, so this time the house is no longer facing south, but facing east from west. An 'L' shape.

"The direction of this house is really bad. I really don't like it. One wing room is so sun-baked that it's open, and the other wing room can't see the sun at all,"

Old Yang sat there and complained, "But what can we do? If we don't vacate the room where someone died, who would dare to live in it? Hey, it's all thanks to you!"

Yang Yongxian was so ridiculed that he couldn't hold back his face, but he couldn't miss a word of truth.

"My lord, don't blame me. It's not all because of me that you have fallen into today's situation. Why can't my grandma live in the old house and enjoy the support of the big guy? After all, it is You can't be a human being yourself!"

"You brat, what are you talking about? I don't know how to be a human being? Isn't it because of you that I got into this situation?" Old Yang patted the armrest of the wheelchair with his eyes splitting.

Yang Yongxian took a step back to prevent Old Yang from hitting him with a stick.

"Master, if you keep saying that, I don't want to hear it."

"Since you were young, you have always said that I am the eldest grandson of Lao Yang's family. In fact, I didn't get any great benefits because of this status. On the contrary, I also caused a lot of hatred in other houses. , let them feel that you favor me, and make them jealous."

"My lord, your preference for me is all you have left. I don't have any benefits, and you have made me a target. In the future, please don't love me again. I beg you!"

After all, Yang Yongxian bent down to bow to Old Yang, and made three consecutive bows.

Old Yang was so angry that his lips turned white, and his fingers trembled as he touched the stick beside the wheelchair. Yang Yongxian ran away when he saw this.

"Uncle Xingkui, come here and push my grandfather in, I'll go out and walk around!"

Yu Xingkui was busy cooking in the kitchen, and when he heard the noise, he hurried out, but Yang Yongxian had already disappeared, leaving Lao Yang sitting there with his eyes tilted to one side in anger.

"This bastard, the white-eyed wolf, has been hurting for nothing..."

……

Finally caught up with the rain.

The rain was not very heavy, but it brought us a burst of clarity.

"It's raining today, so I won't go out to work. I was weaving straw sandals at home last night. Today I'm going to weave about ten pairs at once!"

After breakfast, Yang Ruoqing came to visit her mother's house, and Yang Huazhong was discussing the work of the morning with Mrs. Sun.

Mrs. Sun replied with a smile while tidying up the bowls and chopsticks: "Success, you weave straw sandals well. I asked Suyun to grind rice noodles together last night. Guilin is very sick. I want to eat rice noodles. I happen to grind some rice noodles too. Steam some to eat, I haven’t eaten for a long time.”

"Mom, I still want to eat green chili fried rice noodles." A crisp voice broke in, and Yang Ruoqing's figure appeared in front of them immediately.

"Fry it in lard, put in some minced ginger and garlic, right?" Mrs. Sun turned to this side and asked with a smile.

Yang Ruoqing nodded cheerfully, "That's right, mother knows my taste."

"I remember the tastes of your five brothers and sisters in my heart, and I'll fix them when I clean up the dishes."

"Mother, you can go to grind the flour with Fifth Aunt, but let's not fix those at noon." Yang Ruoqing came over to take the bowls and chopsticks in Mrs. Sun's hands, glanced at Yang Huazhong next to her, and said, "I'll come here I just want to say hello to you, don't light a fire to cook this noon, and go to Luo's house for dinner."

"What? Is there a visitor from the Luo family?"

"No, it's just our family. Isn't it raining and cool? I discussed with my aunt and planned to stew that big turtle. Later, you all go over to have a sip of turtle soup and taste a piece of turtle meat."

(End of this chapter)