Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 7131 Too Extravagant
Yang Huazhong was sitting on the pony tie in the main room, burying his head in twisting the straw rope, and there was a bundle of loose straw piled up at his feet.

It seemed that he was in a good mood, humming some mountain tunes in this area, and the straw rope made by his big hands with calluses was really beautiful.

"Father, it's only mid-February, and you've started rubbing straw ropes? A little early?"

"It's Qing'er who's back, hehe..."

Yang Huazhong raised his head and smiled at Yang Ruoqing, saying: "It's not too early, it's always good to prepare in advance."

Mrs. Sun also said beside him, "Your father is a good hand at twisting straw ropes, and everyone praises straw sandals when they turn back. They are beautiful and durable."

Yang Ruoqing nodded: "It's true, my father is a shoemaker."

In farmers' households, straw sandals are indispensable every year when it is time to plow the fields and transplant rice seedlings.

Wearing the cloth shoes at home to build in the mud field, ouch, that is outrageous, too extravagant, and cloth shoes soaked in muddy water are also very difficult to walk on.

It’s not safe to be barefoot. There will inevitably be uncleared stones and bellflowers in the field, and it will bleed if you poke your feet.

With straw sandals, these problems are easily solved.

After being praised by Yang Ruoqing and Mrs. Sun, Yang Huazhong's dark face turned rosy.

"Hey, I'm embarrassed that you guys said this."

Both Sun and Yang Ruoqing laughed.

Yang Huazhong said again: "You guys go to the kitchen to warm up the night dinner, heat up the chicken soup for my daughter, and drink a bowl of it to appetize before the meal."

Mrs. Sun pursed her lips and smiled: "Do you still need to remind me? I said it before, and I kept it for her."

She turned around and took Yang Ruoqing's hand: "Let's go, girl, let's go have chicken soup."

Yang Ruoqing greeted Yang Huazhong, and let Mrs. Sun hold her hand and went to the kitchen.

Soon, a bowl of fragrant chicken soup was held in front of her.

The color of the soup is golden yellow, very attractive.

"I know you want to be light. I'll skim off the oil slick on it for you. Drink it quickly."

Sun shook off her apron and stretched it to her waist, turning her head to urge Yang Ruoqing.

Yang Ruoqing nodded with a smile, picked up the bowl and sipped obediently.

This bowl of chicken soup, hidden in the earthen pot, is also on the hearts of parents.

Only when they drank into the belly of her girl, did their hearts fall back to the distance.

While drinking, Yang Ruoqing secretly observed Sun's expression, and found that the corners of her mouth were raised, and she was cooking and cooking with joy.

Excluding those parents who are not as good as animals, most of the parents in the world should be like Sun and Yang Huazhong, the habits formed in the poor days.

If there is something good, you have to eat it with the children first.

The children were [-] times happier than eating by themselves.

You'll never know what it's like to be a parent without having children.When you give birth to a child, you will know the kindness of your parents!

After Yang Ruoqing finished drinking the chicken soup, Mrs. Sun took the empty bowl, and then told Yang Ruoqing about today's visitor from the old Wang's house.

Naturally, he also focused on the pain in Hongmei's lower back and her inability to walk.

Yang Ruoqing sat on the rolling stone at the mouth of the stove to help Sun's firewood, her delicate eyebrows slightly raised in doubt.

"It didn't hurt before, and it didn't hurt after that, but it hurts when I walk or walk. Why does this sound so coincidental?"

"Ah? Coincidence? What do you mean?" Sun's head was short-circuited all of a sudden, and he looked at Yang Ruoqing in confusion.

Yang Ruoqing smiled, picked up the fire stick and stirred the fire in the stove a few times.

Then said: "I think Hongmei has wanted to eat at our house from the beginning, because her lower back hurts or something, she's just pretending!"

"Pretending? Can't, you didn't see that belly, it's getting bigger, it's bigger than last time." Sun said.

Yang Ruoqing said: "Mom, I was pregnant with twins before, like she didn't have any cracks in her lower back in that month. It will take eight months for both babies to sink to feel that way."

Sun also thought about it, "You have experience, but maybe everyone's situation is different. Take Gui Ling's shame as an example, you don't have those things!"

Yang Ruoqing rolled her lips and smiled.

"Well, maybe she really hurts, no matter whether it's intentional or a coincidence, it's just a meal, our family can still afford it."

These words reached Mrs. Sun's heart, "I think so too."

"But~" Changing the subject, Yang Ruoqing said again: "This time, our third room is hosting, and next time they come to visit relatives, mother and father, please give the opportunity to other rooms, okay?"

Sun was stunned for a moment, and understood the euphemism in Yang Ruoqing's words. She smiled kindly and nodded: "Okay, mother will listen to you."

Luo family.

Luo Fengtang talked to Luo Tiejiang about the things in the tea garden.

Hearing that the growth of the tea leaves was very gratifying, Blacksmith Luo was also very happy, and the smoke rings he exhaled seemed to be smiling faces.

"Uncle, Chen'er mentioned the matter of tea in this letter home,"

"Well, what did he say?"

"According to what Chen'er said, the tea he brought to drink last time was appreciated by others. He asked us to take good care of the tea garden, and when new tea comes out, he can sell it for us."

"This is very good!" Blacksmith Luo put down the pipe with a proud face, "It doesn't matter how much the tea can be sold for, just because it is the wild tea in our mountains, and it is the specialty of our area. Let's sell it outside. Let people outside can drink it, what a face it is to say!"

Luo Fengtang smiled lightly.

The family is indeed not short of the money for selling tea. As the uncle said, this is an honor.

Moreover, it is also a support for Chen'er.

"So on the way down the mountain, I discussed with Qing'er that there is enough manpower to take care of the tea garden, and a family of five over there is ready."

"It's just that there are more teas picked this year, and so are the processed teas, so we have to find someone to prepare them in advance."

Blacksmith Luo listened carefully, pondered carefully, and finally nodded solemnly.

"We must do all of this before Guyu. How about this? Leave it to me to find people. Who is an expert in tea picking and who is an expert in tea processing in ten miles and eight villages? I have a spectrum in my heart!"

Luo Fengtang breathed a sigh of relief, that's exactly what he meant.

When going to pick up his daughter-in-law at the Yang family next door, Luo Fengtang hesitated and even stopped in his tracks.

I really want to tell my uncle another happy event when he is happy to make him even more happy.

He still held back the words.

For such an important matter, let Qing'er choose a suitable day for herself, and tell everyone grandly.

At that moment, he greeted Blacksmith Luo, got up and went to the next yard to go to sister Yang Ruoqing.

On Yang Ruoqing's side, they also happened to have dinner with Mrs. Sun and the others. The dishes and chopsticks hadn't been cleaned up yet, and the three of them sat on one side and talked.

Yang Ruoqing was a little stuffed, leaning on the stool lazily.

(End of this chapter)