Splendid peasant girl busy farming

No thief
And some men are not very old, only 50 to [-] years old, but the burden of the family has already bent their waists.

It is also possible to come out to be a thief at night.

Because everyone knows that little old Yangtou lives alone.

Although Lao Yang's family is now the most influential family in Changping Village, there are always some desperate people who have a hard life, who have no skills, and plan to take shortcuts after thinking about it in a wrong way.

If Yazi Tang finds any clues later, Yang Ruoqing will definitely follow the clues to find the thief who sneaked in in the middle of the night, and peel him off!

Yang Ruoqing comforted the young old Yang with a few words, coaxing him to eat the rock sugar Sydney in the bowl first, and leave the rest to them.

When little old Yang finished eating, Luo Fengtang also came out of the room.

"How is it?" Yang Ruoqing asked.

Luo Fengtang shook his head calmly, but a trace of confusion flashed in his eyes.

"The doors and windows are in good condition, and there is no sign of being tampered with."

What?No?

Yang Ruoqing was a little dumbfounded. Just now, she had thought of a hundred and one ways to punish the thief.

He was even about to strip off his clothes and soak in the cesspit.

"Grandpa, you must have had a dream." Luo Fengtang turned and said to the little old Yang Touna, "Don't worry about it, I tightened the door bolts in your room earlier, and added a little more. Layers are locked inside."

The doors and windows were actually repaired recently.

When it was flooded, little old Yangtou was taken to Yang Huazhong's house at the entrance of the village.

After the water receded, everyone first renovated the house of little old Yangtou's house. The doors, windows, roof and so on were all newly replaced.

"Thank you, Tang Yazi, there's really no need to reinforce it. I'm a lonely old man and I don't have anything good to worry about."

Luo Fengtang smiled and said nothing.

Yang Ruoqing had already come to her senses, she took over the conversation and said: "Little Grandpa, since it's a dream, don't take it to heart, sometimes some dreams are half-true and half-false, and I've dreamed about them too."

Little old Yang nodded again and again, "Okay, okay, I don't worry about it."

The young couple sat next to the little old Yangtou for a while, mainly because Yang Ruoqing accompanied the little old Yangtou to do the housework, while Luo Fengtang took this opportunity to fill up the water tank for the little old Yangtou, and also helped out by the way He chopped out a few pieces of firewood in the yard that were about to burst in the sun, and carried them to the woodshed.

In this way, little old Yangtou didn't need to go outside to gather firewood for cooking for a long time.

The little old Yang Tou was sitting in the main room and being dragged by Yang Ruoqing to gossip, when he heard noises coming from the yard from time to time.

He wanted to go out several times to stop Luo Fengtang from working, but he was stopped by Yang Ruoqing just as he got up.

"Grandpa, just sit down for a while, let him do his work, he won't feel comfortable if he doesn't find some work to do." She joked with a smile.

"Every time I go back to my Gagong's house, he does the same, and he even helps my Gagong clean the pigsty!"

Little old Yangtou also laughed when he heard it, but his expression was sincere: "Tang Yazi is a good man, you girl has a good eye for picking out your husband and son-in-law."

Yang Ruoqing chuckled, she didn't pick this husband-in-law at first.

At first she just regarded him as a partner, selling tofu in the town together, or as an older brother.

It was the eyes of parents, who immediately saw the shining points hidden in him, and wanted to match her and him together.

Of course, even if the parents don't match up, they should be together in the end.

Because Luo Fengtang later told her that he was waiting for her to grow up, and when she grew up a bit, and when he had saved enough money for the bride price, he himself would have the courage to propose marriage.

Regardless of success or failure, you have to mention it, right?Ha ha.

The work was almost done, and the chat was very enjoyable, Yang Ruoqing and Luo Fengtang got up and said goodbye to the little old Yang Tou.

Before leaving, little old Yang stuffed three baskets into Luo Fengtang's hands.

"I'll give you one from Ga Gong's house and one from your uncle's."

The two couldn't resist the enthusiasm of the little old Yangtou, so they had to accept it. Before leaving, Yang Ruoqing didn't forget to tell the little old Yangtou who delivered it to the gate of the courtyard: "Grandpa, do you remember to wipe the bottles of ointment I brought?" Ah, don’t say you’re reluctant to say those things again, I’ve got plenty of them there. We’ll come see you again in two days.”

The little old Yang nodded his head lightly, with a gratifying smile on the corners of his eyes and brows.

"Okay, okay, I'll wipe."

The two left in peace.

The little old Yang looked at their figures walking away with kindness on his face.

A neighbor passed by carrying farm tools. Seeing this scene, he greeted little old Yang Tou: "Little Uncle Yang, you are really lucky. My nephew, grandniece, and grandniece and son-in-law come to visit you every now and then, and I will send you this gift." That."

The little old Yang greeted the man with a smile on his face and said, "The children are filial."

"Tang Yazi, little grandpa's dream was really bizarre. If I remember correctly, he had a similar dream last time."

On the way back, Luo Fengtang held Yang Ruoqing's hand and walked slowly, listening to her curious inquiries.

"Tell me, could there be a top expert lurking in there, even escaping your detection?"

The corner of Luo Fengtang's mouth twitched lightly.

He doesn't deny that there are such masters in this world, but such a master lurks in the house of an old farmer like my grandfather... No matter how you look at it, it's not necessary, right?

"I think the probability is very small, almost ... zero," he said.

Yang Ruoqing nodded, "I also think so. If there is an eighteen-year-old girl who is as beautiful as a flower living in that room, she might be missed by the flower-picking thieves in the rivers and lakes."

"But my little grandpa...haha, haha..."

Luo Fengtang turned his head to look at her, not knowing what she thought of, he smiled happily by himself.

"What are you laughing at? Tell me and listen." He asked.

Yang Ruoqing hooked her fingers at him, and he bent down tacitly.

She stood on tiptoe and whispered a few words in his ear, but before she finished speaking, she couldn't help covering her mouth and laughing goose-goose.

Luo Fengtang couldn't help but rubbed her head affectionately, and his tone was full of helplessness: "It turns out that the top of a top expert can still be understood in this way?"

Yang Ruoqing raised her eyebrows, "It's bald, but it's also terrible."

Luo Fengtang didn't frown or shook his head, thinking that if these words were heard by the seniors in the rivers and lakes that the couple knew, they would probably go crazy!

The young couple walked through the village holding hands as if no one was around, stepped across the pond, talking and laughing along the way.

The familiar villagers greeted them and asked about Yang Ruoqing's pregnancy. Whenever Yang Ruoqing stood there talking to the other party, Luo Fengtang stopped not far in front and waited patiently for him.

The enthusiastic villagers glanced at Luo Fengtang, and said to Yang Ruoqing in a low voice, "Your son Tang is really kind to you."

Every time at this time, Yang Ruoqing would smile with crooked eyebrows and jokingly say: "Auntie only sees that he treats me well, but doesn't see that I treat him well!"

(End of this chapter)