Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 585

"Success, then push it in the main room."

Yang Ruoqing readily satisfied Zhou Xia's request.

"Gu, prepare a pot of hot water and a handkerchief, and I will wipe my cousin's sweat later."

"Uncle, pour me a bowl of spirits."

"Tang Yazi, Huo Zhezi."

Yang Ruoqing calmly ordered.

Everyone split up, and she herself sat in front of Zhou Xia with a small horse.

Zhou Xia sat on a big chair with a back, and Yang Ruoqing sat in front of her.

Take off the shoe on Zhou Xia's foot, and put Zhou Xia's foot on her lap.

"The sprain is on the ankle. I'm going to take off your socks now. Cousin, relax, don't be nervous!"

Her birthday is on the sixth day of the first lunar month, and Zhou Xia's birthday is on the sixth day of March.

Although she was only two months older than Zhou Xia, her tone of voice was like that of a loving elder.

Zhou Xia was startled, and Blacksmith Luo and Zhou Tong beside her felt that Yang Ruoqing was sensible and virtuous.

Zhou Xia said: "Cousin, how can I ask you to take off my socks, I will do it myself..."

As she said that, she bent down and was about to take it off, but was stopped by Yang Ruoqing.

"It's okay, we are our own family!"

As Yang Ruoqing said, Zhou Xia's socks were already drawn out with her fingers.

Most of the socks worn by country girls in this era were made of old white cloth.

Yang Ruoqing took off Zhou Xia's socks bit by bit, and under the socks, her white and smooth skin was revealed inch by inch.

Yang Ruoqing couldn't help being surprised.

This Zhou Xia is not a very good person, but she really has a pair of beautiful feet.

This foot looks really nice.

The nails are like little pink shells.

Even myself, who is also a woman, couldn't help being amazed by it.

If those young men saw this, wouldn't they be hooked?

Thinking of this, Yang Ruoqing glanced at Luo Fengtang from the corner of her eye...

Just now from the reaction of Yang Ruoqing taking off her socks, Zhou Xia found more confidence.

She didn't believe it, but when my cousin looked at her feet, he could still move his eyes away!

So, Zhou Xia leaned back on the chair and confidently looked towards Luo Fengtang...

It doesn't matter if you don't look at it, Zhou Xia was so angry that she almost fell off her chair.

Cousin, he turned his back to this side, leaving the back of his head cold.

Will you die if you take a peek?

What an incomprehensible man!

Zhou Xia gritted her teeth angrily.

He glanced at the bowl of tea on the table next to him.

Zhou Xia's eyes flashed, and she wanted to ask Luo Fengtang to bring it over for her to take a sip.

In this way, he can see her superb beautiful feet.

He just opened his small mouth, but the sound has not yet come out of his throat.

Suddenly, a heart-piercing pain hit the ankle.

Like lightning, it ran all over the body in an instant.

The voice that reached the mouth suddenly turned into a sharp scream.

"what!!!"

"Cousin, bone setting will hurt a little bit, bear with it!"

Yang Ruoqing comforted her patiently, but her subordinates did not slow down.

There are acupuncture points all over the soles of the feet, and each acupuncture point is related to a certain viscera in a certain part of the body. Yang Ruoqing can find it out accurately with her eyes closed.

Now, just say hello to those acupuncture points that hurt the most.

"what……"

"It hurts, it hurts so much..."

Zhou Xia screamed, grabbing the armrests on both sides of the chair with both hands.

Struggling to bring my feet back.

However, the foot that fell into Yang Ruoqing's hands, could she take it back if she wanted to?

"Cousin, bear with it, the pain means that your bones and tendons are really twisted..."

Yang Ruoqing explained with a good temper.

Luo Daye also came over.

While supporting Zhou Xia and coaxing her, she glared at Yang Ruoqing: "Xia'er is delicate and frail, not as good as you, can't your hand strength be smaller?"

Yang Ruoqing looked innocent.

"This thing isn't strong enough, it's useless. If you think it hurts, then I won't push it!"

Yang Ruoqing made a gesture to stand up, but was persuaded by Zhou Tong.

"Girl Qing, don't listen to your aunt, keep pushing and pushing..."

Yang Ruoqing said: "They don't cooperate, they keep moving around, it's hard for me..."

Zhou Channel: "I'll help press it!"

Then, both Zhou Tong and Luo Tiejiang came over to help hold Zhou Xia's leg.

Yang Ruoqing sat back down again, and continued to push.

"Okay, I'll try to be gentle, cousin, please bear with me!"

Yang Ruoqing said.

This time, in the eyes of everyone, the movement of her hand was really much softer.

Carefully, very carefully.

However, Zhou Xia's cries became worse and shriller each time!

The little face the size of a palm turned pale.

The bean-big cold sweat rolled down his forehead.

Luo Daye took the handkerchief and kept wiping the cold sweat off Zhou Xia's forehead.

But the cold sweat was wiped more and more.

In the end, Zhou Xia was so painful that she stood up from the chair, and her whole body was tense and stiff.

"Don't, don't knead any more..."

Zhou Xia begged out of breath.

However, both Zhou Tong and Blacksmith Luo rushed to appease her: "Xia'er, hold on, Qing'er is not bad at crafting, if she sets your bones, I'm sure there won't be any root cause of the disease..."

Zhou Xia wants to cry but has no tears.

I can't wait to bite off my own tongue, this is really moving a brick and hitting my own foot.

While slowly kneading Zhou Xia's acupuncture points, Yang Ruoqing pushed the bones and tendons at the ankle until they creaked.

Seeing Zhou Xia sweating profusely from the pain, screaming like dystocia.

That cool in my heart.

You little bitch, if you dare to hit on your aunt's man, you will die!

After the abuse was almost done, Yang Ruoqing finally stopped in satisfaction.

Zhou Xia leaned back on the chair, almost collapsed.

Luo Daye hurriedly surrounded her, fed Zhou Xia tea, and twisted the handkerchief to wipe her sweat.

Zhou Tong was also on the sidelines asking about his health.

Blacksmith Luo said to Yang Ruoqing, "Qing'er, is Xia'er's foot okay?"

Yang Ruoqing smiled and said, "Don't worry, uncle, get some sleep, and you'll be alive and kicking again tomorrow."

"Well, that's good!" Blacksmith Luo said.

Yang Ruoqing said: "Then uncle, you and uncle are busy first, I have to go home too."

Blacksmith Luo said: "Alright, let Tang Yazi take you back."

Blacksmith Luo finished speaking, realizing that his order was superfluous.

Why?

Tang Yazi had already stood in the yard by the door, waiting for Qing'er there.

Yang Ruoqing nodded to Zhou Tong over there again, turned around and left the house, and walked out of the yard side by side with Luo Fengtang.

in the hall.

Zhou Xia leaned back on the chair, but looked past Luo Daye's head and looked straight at the door of the house.

Looking at the pair of figures, they walked side by side.

From the beginning to the end, my cousin never glanced at her.

He didn't even look at her when she was in so much pain before.

What a cruel heart!

What a fickle person!

Zhou Xia's nails were gripping the armrest of the chair.

Compared with the raging anger burning in his chest, the pain in his feet was nothing.

(End of this chapter)