Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 5948 Calligraphy
At home, only Tuobaxian and Luo Baobao are there.

In the spacious and bright study room, which is airy and airy, Luo Baobao is sitting upright behind the desk, practicing calligraphy seriously.

Tuobaxian was sitting at the side, pointing carefully.

The imperial concubine fan in her hand gently sends a cool breeze to her granddaughter.

In the large floor-to-ceiling vase by the window sill, there are two lotus flowers with dewdrops, and the faint fragrance lingers in the study.

Rushing home under the scorching sun, seeing such a scene, Yang Ruoqing felt fresh and refreshed.

Her arrival broke the tranquility in the study.

Luo Baobao stood up happily and came to her, hugging her waist gently, Yang Ruoqing stroked her soft and silky hair, and the mother and daughter kissed for a while.

"Your mother is sweating all over, let her cool down."

Tuobaxian came over and said with a smile.

Luo Baobao grinned, "Grandma is talking to Mother, I'll go and finish writing the rest of the words, Mother, you have to read it later!"

"Okay, write carefully, and I will read it with your grandma later." Yang Ruoqing replied with a smile.

Seeing Tuobaxian put down her fan and wanted to pour tea for her, Yang Ruoqing hurried over to stop her: "Mother, sit down, I'll pour it myself."

Tuobaxian didn't force herself, smiled and sat down on the stool next to her, then raised her fan and fanned it lightly.

The imperial concubine fan is made of a special kind of feather, which is light and light. The wood of the fan handle is camphor wood, which can repel mosquitoes and refresh the mind.

When the fan is windy, it is often quiet.

"This jug contains chilled sour plum soup. It's the best way to quench your thirst. Take a few sips before talking." Tuoba Xian reminded her while sending the cool wind in her hand to Yang Ruoqing.

Yang Ruoqing drank sour plum soup and enjoyed her mother-in-law's fan service, feeling like a queen.

"Mom, I'm not hot anymore, you can fan yourself."

She drank it in one gulp and let out a comfortable sigh.

Tuoba Xian nodded lightly, "How is the matter going?"

"Everything has been settled. He Qingsong's parents took him back to his hometown for burial."

Tuoba Xian nodded again, and asked about Xiao An's situation.

"Is Xiaoan still in a stable mood?"

Yang Ruoqing didn't want to tell the truth, so she told Tuobaxian here, and she will definitely tell Sun's side later.

Anyway, the truth is over, so don't let them make up for this worry and fear. It's not missing homework, right?

"Well, Xiao An is also fine, and followed him to He Qingsong's hometown, so I came back first."

Tuobaxian sighed softly, "Everything will pass, the dead are gone, and the living will continue."

Yang Ruoqing hummed, poured herself another bowl of sour plum soup, held it in her hand, and drank it in small sips this time.

"Your parents have been waiting for news from you. I heard from your uncle and aunt that they are not even in the mood to dry the rice. After you take a break, go over and say hello to them, so that they can rest assured."

Yang Ruoqing originally planned to take a breather and go to her mother's house next door, but when she heard this, she poured sour plum soup into her stomach and quickly got up and walked out.

Luo Baobao looked up at her back and asked, "Mom, when are you coming back? I'm almost done!"

"When you finish writing, let grandma see. Grandma is an expert in this field. Mother will come back after talking to you, Ga Gong Ga Po."

The yard of Yang Huazhong's house next door was full of rice, and there was a narrow path in the middle that was only for one person to walk to the door of the main house.

(End of this chapter)