Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 6534

Changping Village.

When Yang Ruoqing heard the movement from the courtyard next door and came over the wall, she saw her father shivering in the cold wind with his shoulders hunched.

"Father, what's wrong with my grandma?"

Seeing that Yang Ruoqing was alarmed, Yang Huazhong couldn't care less about his guilt, and said anxiously: "Who knows? What's the sound of howling in the middle of the night, and you still won't let me in. Now your mother is inside."

"Father, don't worry. My grandma can still talk and walk, which means it's nothing serious. You go to the main room and wait. Don't catch the cold here in winter."

"It's okay, I'll just wait here."

Yang Ruoqing knew that Yang Huazhong's stubborn temper could not be persuaded to leave unless he was told the outcome of the matter.

"Father, you listen to me and go to the main room first, I will go into my nurse's room to have a look, and I will talk to you in a while."

Yang Huazhong was still hesitating.

"Father, it's the twelfth lunar month now, and the busy New Year is about to begin. Da'an and the others are already on their way home. What do you think we'll do this year if you fall ill from the cold? When the time comes, we'll have tears and a runny nose. Neither Fuwa nor Feng'er can get close, so what can I do?"

"Okay, then I'll go to the main room to have a sip of hot tea, Qing'er, you have to come and tell me the news later, I'll be waiting!"

"Well, I'll go in and see what's going on, and I'll report to Dad right away!"

It was only after bringing out the grandchildren that Yang Huazhong was finally persuaded to leave. When he left, Yang Ruoqing knocked on the door behind him.

"Which one?"

Tan's voice came from the room, full of air.

Just hearing this ferocious inquiry, Yang Ruoqing dared to conclude that unless there was a natural or man-made disaster in the next three years, ordinary illnesses would never kill her.

"Grandma, it's me. Your most beloved granddaughter, Qing'er, is here. Please open the door."

Yang Ruoqing spoke sweetly, she knew that she was talking in her sleep when she was awake.

Tan in the room was obviously taken aback.

This thick-skinned person will put gold on his face.

Tan thought disdainfully in her heart, but she couldn't get angry, "Don't come in, I have something in my room..."

"I just came here to see what's going on, open the door and let me in." Yang Ruoqing yawned and said again.

Mrs. Tan glanced at the mess in the room, and Mrs. Sun, who was squatting on the ground to deal with the dirt, felt a little embarrassed.

These things can be seen by the daughter-in-law, but they can't bear to let the granddaughter see them.

"It's not convenient, it's not convenient, you can go back." Tan said again.

"Inconvenient?" Yang Ruoqing's voice paused, her face pressed against the crack of the door, giggling: "Grandma, you can't bear the loneliness and hide the old man in the house, right? Goose goose..."

The door of the house was flung open, and Mrs. Tan stood at the door in obscene clothes, her gray hair was blown wildly by the night wind, her brows were erected, her facial features were distorted, she looked like a female version of the golden lion king Xie Xun.

She yelled at Yang Ruoqing who was in the night in front of her: "Hide your dead head, old woman, I will live upright and sit upright all my life, real gold is not afraid of fire!"

"Since that's the case, why are you covering it up?" Yang Ruoqing said with a smile, and slipped into the room with one side of her body like a loach.

When Tan was blown by the wind and calmed down a little bit and wanted to stop it, it was already too late.

She slapped her thigh violently, only then did she realize that she had fallen for Yang Ruoqing.

"This fat girl, full of bad intentions, she got her way again!"

Tan Shi also followed in cursing, fearing that Yang Huazhong would sneak in again, she quickly closed the door. After returning to the house, Tan Shi hurriedly sat on the bed and pulled the quilt to wrap her head so that only a messy head remained.

In the room, Yang Ruoqing scanned around, and found no trace of the old man in the clothes cabinet under the bed, nor did she hide any fresh meat that she didn't want to fight for. Well, the old lady really didn't steal it, so save it for the evening!

Next, she saw Mrs. Sun squatting at the corner of the bed wiping the dirt around the toilet.

Mrs. Sun heard all the previous movements, but she didn't have time to respond.It wasn't until Yang Ruoqing entered the room that she turned her head and took a look at her: "Why are you here so late at night?"

"I drank too much tea and didn't fall asleep. When I was disturbed by the movement here, I came here to have a look." Yang Ruoqing said truthfully.

Seeing Mrs. Sun squatting there very busy, she picked up the candle on the table and approached her: "Mother, what are you wiping? What's wrong with my milk?"

Mrs. Sun was so busy that she didn't even have time to raise her head, so she whispered to Yang Ruoqing, "Your grandma got up to relieve herself earlier, and she was frightened when she saw Hong."

Tan Shi was terrified, but according to Yang Ruoqing, Sun Shi and Yang Huazhong also lost half their lives.

"What kind of blood is it? Black or red?" Yang Ruoqing asked again, holding a candle in one hand, and took out a handkerchief to cover her nose with the other hand and leaned over to look.

Before Mrs. Sun could speak, Mrs. Tan on the bed crackled.

"Bleeding, bleeding, I can't live for a few more days, this year's New Year's Eve dinner might be the last meal, next year there is no hope, God, why are you so black-hearted, killing people and setting fires, golden belts, repairing bridges and repairing roads No body, why do you have the heart to accept such a good person like me? That slick, black-hearted old man is still wandering outside, why don't you accept him, it's unreasonable, it's unreasonable..."

Tan sat on the bed wrapped in a quilt, patted the edge of the bed and cried and cursed, looking like she was about to collapse.

Sun panicked and didn't know what to do.

Yang Ruoqing stared at the blood stains on the handkerchief in Sun's hand for a while, then stood up straight and said to Tan with a smile: "Grandma, don't cry..."

Tan's crying stopped abruptly, she looked at Yang Ruoqing with tears in her eyes, subconsciously clenched the quilt under her body, nervous, as if looking forward to it.

Yang Ruoqing was still smiling, and said: "Grandma, everyone has their own life and death in heaven, who will not die? It's useless for you to cry, it's better to face it with a smile."

Tan's face turned black, and she subconsciously wanted to open her mouth to curse Yang Ruoqing, but she couldn't pull up the strength, and even the quilt wrapped around her body slipped off.

She covered her face and opened her throat to cry, but her voice couldn't come down for a while. She choked up and shook her shoulders several times before she finally heard a voice, "...My, my, my life is so miserable, I, I haven't You have lived enough, my God, you are so heartbroken! Good people are not rewarded..."

Yang Ruoqing also shook her shoulders, she was very happy.

This is the second time that Tan has labeled her body with the phrase "good people don't get rewarded".

If this little old lady could bear this label, she, Yang Ruoqing, would eat up all the shit in the latrine of Changping Village, and leave a piece of scum for her to lose!

Well, the taste is a bit heavy, but it just reflects her disapproval of Tan's label!
Mrs. Tan sat on the bed and cried so loudly, Mrs. Sun couldn't squat anymore, and even didn't care to scrub her hands, so she hurried over to help Mrs. Tan to persuade her.

Tan was still crying.

"I'm going to die, I'm really going to die, why so fast?"

(End of this chapter)