Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 7270 Give him a chance
Yang Ruoqing and Luo Fengtang briefly described the scene at that time, and Luo Fengtang couldn't help laughing.

"Your cousin is really honest," he said.

Yang Ruoqing smiled: "Isn't that right? Although he is greedy, a little lazy, and a little stupid, but compared to Dabai, Xiao Hei is a little bit better."

"At least my aunt beat him and scolded him. He never dared to fight back. That's what beat Dabai."

Luo Fengtang's face darkened, and he thought for a while, "It makes sense, being unfilial is a person's biggest failure."

No matter how much he can achieve in the future, he cannot be called a qualified person!
"According to this, they messed up what they had rehearsed in advance, why did you let him have this chance in the end?" Luo Fengtang asked again.

Yang Ruoqing said, "There are two considerations,"

"First of all, the two daughters-in-law of Xu Yuanming's family are going to give birth soon, and the two sons will have to go back to the town at that time, and the tea garden will not be manned enough."

"Secondly, I want to give the old Wang family a chance. Who made my uncle die so badly? Although my aunt dotes on the child, this old mother's thoughts are quite touching."

"The errand in the tea garden is nothing to me at all, but to the old Wang family, it is a huge opportunity."

On the premise of not hindering her own interests, she is still willing to help her relatives.

Except for some special groups.

Luo Fengtang understood.

He returned to the bedroom with the washed tea bowl, and Yang Ruoqing followed.

"By the way, did you really go to the small bamboo forest in the backyard earlier? My intuition tells me that you didn't." She asked again.

Luo Fengtang set the tea bowls and turned to look at her: "I really can't hide anything from your eyes."

"Then where have you been?" she asked again.

Luo Fengtang came over and hugged her, "You're so smart, let's guess again."

Since they were all praised for being smart, she had to guess why, so she leaned in his arms and casually reported a few place names.

All were passed.

"Why did this little brain suddenly fail? Are you exaggerating?"

He pinched her nose and said teasingly.

She shook her head and shook his hand away, "Ha, the places you guessed earlier are just warm-ups, just for fun."

"Oh?" Instead, he gently pinched her chin with his hand, looking down at her eyes tenderly.

"Then it's time to get serious?"

"Necessary," Yang Ruoqing said, "The place you went to earlier was our daughter's room, right?"

Luo Fengtang's pupils widened slightly, full of surprise.

"This is not boasting, but the truth, daughter-in-law, you are really amazing!"

Can you guess this?How did you guess it?
"You want me to reveal the answer?"

"Ah."

"It's still two o'clock."

"Which two?"

Yang Ruoqing raised a finger: "First, you are a typical daughter slave."

When a person misses something most in his heart, he eats and drinks daily life, and every time he thinks about it, he can't help thinking or thinking about that thing or that person.

When Luo Baobao was not at home, Luo Fengtang often talked about it in front of Yang Ruoqing.

Maybe he hasn't noticed it yet, but Yang Ruoqing has long known that he is thinking about his daughter all the time.

He misses his daughter far more than he misses Chen'er and Zhi'er.

Several times he sneaked around the girl's room, sat for a while at the desk where she used to sit, and touched the pen, ink, paper and inkstone that the girl usually used.

I went to my daughter's bed to have a look, and even picked up her pillow and sniffed it in my arms.

Even though the pillow had been washed and dried many times, he still wanted to comfort his old father's yearning through the little girlish breath left on the pillow.

Open the girl's shoe cabinet, look at the shoes inside one by one, one person may giggle or be distracted.

In short, she secretly saw all his little actions behind her back.

She didn't point it out, because she was afraid that it would be embarrassing to him, and she would be too embarrassed to go to the daughter's room next time even if she misses it again.

"What about the second point?"

Luo Fengtang's inquiry interrupted Yang Ruoqing's thoughts.

Obviously, he acquiesced in the first comment she made about him: daughter slave!
That's right, he is a daughter slave, what's wrong?
He has a daughter to spoil, he is happy and he is willing to play the twitter.

"The second point is that you carry the scent of flowers in her house on you. Although it is very faint, I smell it right away."

At this point, Luo Fengtang suddenly realized.

"What a dog nose."

He leaned down, pecked the tip of her nose, and then rubbed her hair: "Today is the day, now wash up and go to bed."

……

The day before the Dragon Boat Festival, people came from Zuojiazhuang.

It turned out that Zuo Junmo sent his son Zuo Jingling to bring zongzi.

There were five baskets of rice dumplings on the carriage, rice dumplings with golden silk and candied dates, rice dumplings with bacon and egg yolk, purple rice dumplings with five kernels...

All the zongzi that can think of stuffing are in these baskets.

In addition, there are several jars of realgar wine and apricot blossom wine.

"Auntie, a letter from my father."

The 11-year-old Zuo Jingling has grown a lot taller, his eyebrows, eyes and facial features are gradually opening, like a fresh and energetic boy.

The biggest improvement in the past few years is not only his martial arts and height, but also his language ability.

Finally, I am no longer autistic like before, and I can talk to familiar people without any obstacles in language communication.

Zuo Junmo mentioned this matter in his letters to Yang Ruoqing several times, and he was very pleased. Apart from being relieved, he had to praise Luo Baobao and attribute all of this to Luo Baobao.

If it wasn't for her elder sister's care and guidance, Zuo Jingling wouldn't have progressed so fast.

So at this moment, when Zuo Jingling called Aunt Yang Ruoqing, got off the horse, clasped his fists as a salute, and presented a letter with both hands, Yang Ruoqing was also sincerely pleased.

"Okay, okay, I'll watch it later, come on, come in and have a rest, are you tired from the journey?"

Yang Ruoqing greeted Jing Ling into the yard, and Luo Fengtang was in charge of arranging the Zuo family's entourage.

In the room, Luo blacksmith Wang Cuilian Tuobaxian and the others all came to the main room to talk to Jing Ling after hearing the news.

Jing Ling first greeted the elders next to Shun'er, and then straightened his small body and sat upright on the chair, looking at his nose, nose, nose, and heart.

Everyone also knows what kind of child Jing Ling is. It is already very remarkable to be able to take the initiative to say hello to the elders like now.

So they didn't care about these things. Among them, Yang Ruoqing was mainly invigorating the atmosphere.

In different ways, he guided Jing Ling to say a few more words, for example: "Is your grandmother still in good shape?"

Another example is something about Jing Ling's own academic and martial arts progress.

In short, just pick some topics with simple answers.

Jing Ling went back to the guest room to rest, Wang Cuilian went to cook in the backyard, Yang Ruoqing opened Zuo Junmo's letter, and read it with Luo Fengtang.

(End of this chapter)