Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 7083 Squibs
A skinny kitten was hiding behind a broom in the corner, meowing and meowing, its thin tail tightly tucked behind its legs, standing there trembling.

"This poor little girl looks really distressed."

Yang Ruoqing hooked her fingers towards it, imitating its voice and summoning twice, but unexpectedly the kitten walked towards her tremblingly.

When he came to her, he tilted his head and took the initiative to rub the back of her hand.

"Haha, little things are so cute."

"Are you hungry? Or thirsty?"

"This cat should be raised by your grandfather. Look, the cat bowls are still there." Luo Fengtang raised his finger to the corner, and there were really two small bowls there.

One bowl was filled with clean water, and the other bowl was empty. Maybe the food in the previous bowl was not cleaned in time, which provoked a lot of ants, which came in and out of the bowl densely. People with intensive phobia saw this scene. Got goosebumps.

"The kitten's belly isn't very flat, so it shouldn't be hungry. Why does it keep barking?"

Yang Ruoqing was talking to herself, so she picked it up and looked at it carefully.

"Ah, it turned out that the toe was injured, Tang Yazi, look quickly, it seems to be bleeding!"

Luo Fengtang also knelt down to look at it, nodded and said: "Looking at it like this, it's probably because when you smashed something with your milk earlier, it was affected by the side."

"Tsk tsk, what a poor little girl, what a disaster." Yang Ruoqing said, taking out the golden sore medicine from her body to treat its wound.

"It's not good for the child to bend over, let me deal with it!" Luo Fengtang said.

"You? Are you not afraid of the kitten scratching you?" she asked.

Luo Fengtang was very strange, he even dared to fight a tiger, and he had a good relationship with the wolf king Zhuiyun Zhuifeng and his son, but he was afraid to get close to a furry cub like a kitten.

This might be like the kind of Yang Ruoqing who dared to lick the snake's skin from head to tail, but when she saw the mouse's tail, her teeth trembled in fright.

"Can be restrained."

As Luo Fengtang said, he reached out and took the kitten.

Yang Ruoqing obviously felt that his arms stiffened when his fingers touched the fur on the back of the kitten's neck, and then began to treat the kitten's wound.

It's really restrained very well.

He restrained himself like this to prevent me from being troubled, he is really my caring son!

Luo Fengtang's ability to deal with wounds was not inferior to Yang Ruoqing's, and soon, the kitten's injured paw was properly treated.

Yang Ruoqing hugged the kitten on her lap, gently stroked its little head, and at the same time had to pay attention to the movement in the room behind her.

I don't know what the old lady would say to the old man, she closed the door mysteriously and said it, her voice was so low that it was as if she was hiding under the covers, even someone with such good hearing could not hear her clearly.

With the sound of hurried footsteps behind her, Yang Ruoqing didn't need to turn her head to know that it was Mrs. Sun who came.

"Qing'er, why are you sitting here? Isn't the stone mill cold?"

"The sun is shining warmly, and there is a cloak to cushion it!"

Yang Ruoqing pointed to her body, Luo Fengtang's cloak was neatly folded and padded, not only not cold, but also very soft.

Mrs. Sun smiled, "If you don't have a stool, you have to sit on Tang Yazi's clothes. What do you mean? Get up quickly!"

There are many taboos in the hearts of rural women like Sun, and Yang Ruoqing has committed a taboo right now.

Yang Ruoqing looked wronged.

Luo Fengtang hurriedly said: "Mother-in-law, don't blame Qing'er, I insisted on her sitting like this, we don't have those taboos."

Sun was helpless, "Tang Yazi, I know you love Qing'er, but don't spoil her."

"Mother, is Tang Yazi your son or am I your daughter? How can anyone say that about her own daughter!" Yang Ruoqing hugged Sun's arm and deliberately acted like a spoiled child.

Mrs. Sun pinched Yang Ruoqing's nose, "Tang Yazi is a person who does great things, you should be considerate to him."

"Where am I being inconsiderate? Tell him to speak for himself!"

Luo Fengtang stood up and said to Sun seriously: "Mother-in-law, don't worry, Qing'er is very sensible, she is worth getting used to."

These words are so sweet, and there is a bit of showing affection in it, Yang Ruoqing blushed.

Sun couldn't help but pursed her lips and smiled.

"Mom, why did you run out? Aren't you watching inside?" Yang Ruoqing asked again.

Sun said: "Your grandma doesn't know what she's talking to your grandfather. I'm afraid she won't be able to come out for a while. By the way, where is your fifth aunt? Why don't you see her when you turn around?"

Just as Yang Ruoqing was about to say something, several figures appeared at the gate of the courtyard.

"Hey, Cao Cao Cao Cao is here, my fifth aunt is back."

Mrs. Sun looked towards the gate of the courtyard, and two figures rushed into the courtyard, besides Bao Suyun and Yang Huamei. "Sister-in-law three, how are our parents doing now?"

As soon as Yang Huamei entered the courtyard, she asked Mrs. Sun.

Sun smiled bitterly, don't ask, if you ask, you don't know, or you really don't know.

"Let's go, let's go in and have a look together." Yang Ruoqing took Sun's arm and entered the room again.

Before leaving, put the kitten on the ground and let it play by itself.

Luo Fengtang packed up his cloak and followed behind.

As soon as he entered the main room, he saw Yang Huazhong and Yang Yongjin set up the table. Yu Xingkui was cleaning up the mess on the ground, and Yang Huazhong and Yang Yongjin were helping.

In front of the door of the wing, Mrs. Liu, Yang Huaming, and Yang Yongqing still kept their previous positions and eavesdropped.

suddenly,

"puff!"

Yang Huaming suddenly jumped up and stepped aside.

Yang Yongqing fell to the ground covering his head.

"Fourth Uncle, why are you kicking my ass?"

Yang Huaming was overjoyed, "I didn't fart, the fart king is on top of you!"

Yang Yongqing looked up, oh my god, I just saw Liu's butt, the skirt was still agitating, obviously after the fart just now, there was a squib next.

Loud farts don't stink, stinky farts don't make loud farts, a stench hits your face.

Yang Yongqing choked so much that his mouth was full of black smoke, he crawled and hid aside, and shouted: "Fourth Aunt, what have you been eating? Why are you farting on the top of his head? It's moldy, moldy!"

Mrs. Liu turned her head and looked at Yang Yongqing with a smile, "Nephew Yongqing, I'm really sorry, I don't even have a handle on this shit, Fourth Aunt can't hold back."

"Can't you just turn your butt and put it somewhere else if you can't hold it back? Why do you want to hit me on the head?"

"I really didn't want to hit your head. I originally wanted to hit your fourth uncle, but I didn't expect him to slip away..."

"Haha, I knew you were uneasy and kind, but fortunately, I'm quick!" Yang Huaming pinched his nose, looking like he was still alive after a catastrophe.

It seems that those farts every night are not in vain, and only after the experience has escaped.

"Boy Qing, if you want to blame it, you can blame your fourth uncle, don't blame me!" Mrs. Liu continued to blame Yang Huaming.

Yang Huaming bared his teeth, "You mother-in-law is not only full of fart, but also full of bad things."

Mrs. Liu: "My old lady jumped on you to save face."

"Are you all full of food? When are you still making trouble? Stop it!" Yang Huazhong threw the broom in his hand directly at Yang Huaming's feet, and the honest man couldn't bear it any longer.

(End of this chapter)