Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 647 is a cheerful person (four more)

After lunch, Luo Fengtang helped Old Geng Uncle sweep the yard and chop firewood.

Chatting with old Geng Bo and his wife.

Yang Ruoqing locked herself in the room.

Take out the pen and paper that you carry with you, lie down there and write and draw.

From time to time, I scratched my scalp.

From time to time, he nibbled on the tip of the pen again, in a state of meditation.

After Luo Fengtang finished splitting the firewood, when he entered the room, he saw her frowning with her chin resting on her hands.

Seems to be racking his brains to think of something.

"Qing'er, what are you drawing?"

he asked, and walked over here.

"Don't look!"

She recovered and quickly stretched out her hands to block the things on the paper.

At a glance, Luo Fengtang only saw a long line drawn on the paper, which resembled a 'dragon bone'.

"Okay, okay, I just don't want to look at it."

He smiled helplessly and handed over the teacup in his hand.

"Are you tired after painting for so long? Have a sip of tea and rest," he said.

She giggled, took another piece of paper to cover the painting, then got up to take his tea and took a few sips.

"Qing'er, are we really going to have supper at Zhuang Zhuo's house at night?"

Luo Fengtang asked.

Yang Ruoqing nodded: "He sincerely invited us, we must go, besides, we came here just to answer him."

Luo Fengtang said: "Yes."

"Then what gifts should we bring? Are they the ones brought from the carriage?" He asked again.

Before coming here, the two of them bought some gifts in the county that were relatively affordable.

At this moment, Yang Ruoqing pondered for a while, but shook her head.

"For the man who met Zhuang Zhuo today, the gifts we brought here are out of date." She said.

"what?"

Luo Fengtang was surprised.

The gifts that have been spent so much money are out of date, so why not visit empty-handed?

This is out of etiquette!

When he was puzzled, Yang Ruoqing spoke again.

"Of course not going empty-handed," she said.

"Gift, I'm ready."

"Where?" he asked.

She turned sideways and glanced at the drawing paper covered on the table.

"What? It?" He was surprised.

Yang Ruoqing curled her lips into a smile.

"Gifts don't care about the weight of the gift, the key is to match what you like."

she explained.

She is confident.

In the eyes of other landowners, Lao Cai, the things on her drawing paper are just a piece of waste paper that is rough to wipe your buttocks.

But Zhuangzhu Zuo must like it!

Everything, wait and see.

It was finally night.

The owner of Zuo Zhuang sent a long-term worker in the family to invite Yang Ruoqing and Luo Fengtang to come over.

Old Geng Bo was also invited.

So they went to Zuo Zhuangzhu's house together.

Zuo Zhuangzhu's house is a courtyard with two entrances.

White walls and blue tiles, high horse-head walls, follow the typical Huizhou architectural style in this area of ​​Wanghai County.

Several people entered the yard.

The yard is simple and rustic, a typical farmyard.

It's just much more spacious than others' homes.

In the yard, camphor trees are planted to prevent insects and moisture.

In the night wind at the end of spring, the fragrance of the camphor tree is refreshing, which makes people feel intoxicated.

The front main room was lit with lights, and the owner of the Zuo Zhuang was standing at the door of the main room.

Seeing Old Geng Bo and others approaching, the Zuo Zhuang Zhu greeted them with a smile.

"Brother Luo, Miss Yang, please come inside."

Looking at the lights in the room, Yang Ruoqing saw that Zhuang Zhuo Zuo had changed his clothes.

The light blue robe outlines his tall and straight figure.

Mofa's hair was pulled up, revealing the full heaven.

Sword-browed and star-eyed, the bridge of the nose is straight and straight, and the eyes are piercing.

Xu Shi just took a bath, the smell of mud on his body was washed off, and he exuded a fresh feeling from top to bottom.

Withdrawing his gaze, he followed Luo Fengtang and Old Geng Bo into the main room.

The main room in front is spacious and bright.

When you enter the door, you will see a portrait hanging in the middle of the main room.

It's not that the birthday star is old, nor is it some auspicious landscape painting.

It was a portrait of an old man with kind eyebrows and benevolent eyebrows.

On both sides of the portrait, couplets are inscribed.

'Rules last forever, craftsman ancestors,

KitKat is taught by artists. '

Horizontal batch: square, round, curved and straight.

Below the portrait is a long table with offerings and incense burning in the censer.

Yang Ruoqing pondered the implication of this couplet, and guessed that the portrait enshrined should be the ancestor of carpentry in this era, right?

Luban?

do not know.

This world is somewhat similar to ancient China, but there are some differences.

There is an Eight Immortals table on the side of the long table, and carved chairs with backrests around the Eight Immortals table.

It doesn't matter if it's the polishing of the corners of the table, or the intricate carvings of flowers, birds, insects and fish on the back of the chair.

Even the wooden holder for the candle on the table...

All let her experience the charm of woodworking carving.

The owner of Zuo Zhuang greeted everyone to sit down, and the long-term worker at home made tea.

Then he drank tea with Luo Fengtang and Old Geng Bo and chatted there.

Yang Ruoqing turned her head, her curious eyes couldn't help but glance over the furniture.

It wasn't until Luo Fengtang lightly touched her elbow that he came back to his senses.

Only then did they realize that all eyes were on her.

"Qing'er, Master Zuo is asking you something." Luo Fengtang reminded softly.

Yang Ruoqing was stunned for a moment, looked at the left owner, and smiled.

"I'm sorry, I was busy admiring the furnishings of the owner's house just now, and I didn't hear what the owner said clearly. Could you please repeat it?"

She told the truth.

The Zuo Zhuangzhu was slightly taken aback.

Obviously, I was a little surprised by her generous reaction.

The Zuo Zhuangzhu immediately smiled, and continued the previous words: "The two of you have come all the way this time, you must have something to discuss."

"I, Zuo Junmo, have a straight-forward temperament. What's the matter with the two of you, but it's okay to say."

"As long as I can, I will definitely not refuse." He said.

Luo Fengtang habitually gave up the right to speak to Yang Ruoqing.

Yang Ruoqing pursed her lips and smiled, and said to Zuo Junmo: "Master Zuo is a straightforward person, we admire him!"

"Let's not hide from Master Zuo, we came all the way here because we really wanted something."

"Master Zuo is straightforward, and we are not people who don't understand etiquette."

"This is the meeting gift we gave to Master Zuo, please take a look at it first."

"Master Zuo is satisfied, let's continue. How about it?" Yang Ruoqing asked.

Zuo Junmo was startled again.

He always thought that this pretty girl was a little follower brought by brother Luo to play.

Only now did I realize that it turned out that it was this little girl who was talking about it!

Zuo Junmo narrowed his eyes slightly.

This little girl is generous and not timid at all.

Speak clearly, retreat and advance.It seems that it is a little different from the girls of the same age in the village.

While Zuo Junmo was in a daze, Yang Ruoqing got up.

With both hands, a thin piece of paper was sent in front of him.

Zuo Junmo suppressed the speculation in his heart, glanced at Yang Ruoqing again, and then reached out to take the paper.

With the light on the side, he took it apart, and his eyes fell on the paper...

(End of this chapter)