Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 7715 Is this bad?

"Oh, this won't work. I haven't even had time to tell your fourth uncle, and then tell your fourth uncle to tell your grandfather, and your grandfather to tell Yongbai..."

Yang Ruoqing pinched the center of her brows, what the fourth aunt said was like dominoes, her head ached.

"Forget it, forget it, everyone is back, let's talk about this and that, and pass the word to Yongbai until the day lily is cold." Yang Ruoqing said.

Liu said, "Then what should we do?"

Yang Ruoqing said: "What else can I do? Let's eat cold salad, who would have thought that these two came back by such a coincidence!"

In the final analysis, this is a matter between the cousins ​​Yongsong and Yongbai, so don't worry too much about them.

Yang Ruoqing didn't ask where Mrs. Liu was going next, she yawned and went home to take a nap.

At this time, the Mid-Autumn Festival has just passed, and it is in the middle and late August.

The sweet-scented osmanthus in the backyard is blooming just right, and the faint fragrance will always touch your heartstrings inadvertently.

The old couple Wang Cuilian and Luo Tiejiang were picking sweet-scented osmanthus in the backyard. Luo Tiejiang stepped on a stool and padded his feet to pull the leafy branches, and handed the broken branches to Wang Cuilian who was holding a big bamboo sieve underneath.

Seeing the two of them like this, Yang Ruoqing was very surprised and hurried forward to ask.

This good flower blooms on the tree, absorbing energy from the branches continuously, maintaining vitality so that the flowering period lasts longer, isn't it good?

Why take it off?

"It's Bao Bao who sent a message saying that he wants to eat sweet-scented osmanthus red bean stuffing and sweet-scented osmanthus cake." Wang Cuilian said with a smile.

Blacksmith Luo was still climbing high.

Looking at the bustling scene of the two elders, Yang Ruoqing felt helpless and wanted to laugh.

Just because of a word from the granddaughter, the old couple became so busy.

Intergenerational relatives, I really don't want to talk about it.

"Uncle, aunt, I think the sweet-scented osmanthus is almost picked, that girl is just hungry and wants to satisfy her appetite, we are almost done."

It's a pity to pick all the flowers and make them into food.

Let’s keep some for viewing!

Luo Tiejiang and Wang Cuilian listened to Yang Ruoqing's suggestion and stopped climbing. The old couple carried the stool and the sieve and rushed back to the backyard to sort the petals.

On the way back to the house, Yang Ruoqing stopped by to take a look at the study.

From a distance, the door of the study room was half-closed, and the voice of Luo Fengtang talking to his subordinates could be faintly heard from inside.

Ever since Yeyi was injured and unable to handle official duties, Luo Fengtang's tasks have become much heavier, and he spends most of his time in the study from morning to night to handle military affairs.

Not only did he have to handle his own part of the military affairs, he also had to help Yang Ruoqing handle the affairs of the restaurant in many cases.

Part of the business in the capital was handed over to the confidants who stayed there, and part of it was under the supervision of Chen'er.

The affairs of the restaurant at home naturally fell on Luo Fengtang's shoulders for the time being.

When her hands-off boss started her business in the early days, she was fighting north and south on the business map, constantly expanding the territory, making her business flourish like a towering tree.

But when this business grows bigger and bigger, catering starts, transportation dominates, and then extends and crosses borders on this basis, it becomes bigger and bigger like the tentacles of an octopus.

In the early years, she was all focused on making money, and she didn't feel tired. Even if she was tired, she was having fun while being tired, and she was so motivated.

When wealth has accumulated to a certain level, social status has also climbed to a high level, and life has experienced many ups and downs.

Suddenly, her yearning for money was not as good as before.

It may be very embarrassing to say this sentence, who would think that there is too much money?
However, Yang Ruoqing really wanted to say that she did not want to be a slave to money in her life.

She likes to eat [-]% full when she eats, and she also likes to keep some thoughts in her life and work.

So these years, the relatives and friends in the family only know that she has made money in business, but they don't know the exact figure.

As for Yang Ruoqing, she would rather start a business and provide income-making channels and errands for relatives, friends and folks at home. It is impossible to take out banknotes and pat them in the hands of the family's uncles and brothers, saying: I will support you. lifetime!

That is the most meaningless thing, and it is also the most stupid behavior. Doing that not only makes you vulgar, but also deprives others of the joy of being human, striving for ideals and goals!

With a lot of random thoughts in her mind, Yang Ruoqing's feet and hands were not idle.

Back in the kitchen, I peeled two big Sydney pears, soaked white fungus, grabbed a handful of wolfberries, and two pieces of rock sugar, put them in an earthen pot and put them on the clay stove to simmer over low heat.

In autumn, I drink rock sugar, snow pear and tremella soup for my family. Luo Tiejiang smokes too much dry tobacco, and his throat is dry, which is suitable.

Luo Fengtang expends energy in dealing with military affairs, but he can make up for it.

There are also aunts and mother-in-law, nourishing yin and moistening lungs.

This is what she, a pregnant woman who is protected by the whole family, can do for her family right now.

There was no alarm clock, and she was afraid that if she overslept later, the things on the small stove would be boiled dry, so Yang Ruoqing simply took a small stool and kept it in the stove, beating on it.

After a while, Wang Cuilian came from the backyard and was really surprised to see Yang Ruoqing like this.

"My little ancestor, you have to make soup and tell me, how tiring it is to guard here with such a big belly!"

Yang Ruoqing yawned and stood up, "It's fine, I'm fine."

But I said in my heart, seeing that you are all busy and doing things for this family, I want to do something for you too!

Wang Cuilian took a look at the lid of the earthen jar, then took a big wooden spoon and stirred it a few times.

Close the lid again, and say to Yang Ruoqing: "The glue hasn't come out yet, it's early, you go back to the house and rest, leave it to me here."

"Auntie, it's just as good if I sit here and take a nap."

"What's the matter? Lie down and put your hands and feet flat, so that the babies are comfortable."

"Go, go, listen to what auntie said, I still have to fish for sweet-scented osmanthus later, just keep an eye on this stove."

That being the case, Yang Ruoqing had no choice but to put down the cattail fan against the stove, yawned and left.

When he woke up, Luo Fengtang was still not in the room, but there was a note he had left on the table with an inkstone.

There was also a plate of big oranges that he had peeled for her beside her. Yang Ruoqing took a piece of orange and took a bite, scanning the content on the paper.

He received a temporary assignment and went to Wanghai County, and he couldn't come back tonight.

He said that he would try his best to come back the day after tomorrow when the little grandpa was the first seven.

Yang Ruoqing put the note in a wooden box in the drawer that was specially used to keep the letters between the two of them.

There was already a thick stack of letters in the box, tied with red string.

These things are all the words they exchanged when they lived apart in these years. They are the most precious memories and materials. They should be kept properly and saved for later when the two of them are gray-haired and basking in the sun in the yard. In chronological order, look at it from the beginning again and again...

(End of this chapter)