Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 7999 Missed

Luo Tiejiang and Wang Cuilian hurried to gather the chickens and ducks in the yard. Yang Ruoqing couldn't help, so she could only stay in the main room to make tea for them, and prepared clean handkerchiefs to wait for them to go back to the house to wipe off the water.

"...It's okay, it's okay, the chickens and ducks are all there, and there is not one missing."

Soon, the old couple returned to the main room, Blacksmith Luo said.

Yang Ruoqing was also very happy.

Wang Cuilian said: "I'm not worried about the big chicken, but I'm afraid that the little chicken will be washed to death by the rain."

"Fortunately, this hen is in charge and knows how to protect her cubs."

Yang Ruoqing pursed her lips and smiled.

Animals are also spiritual. The hen protects the cubs. Back then, Zhuiyun even sent a few wolf cubs to the village to be raised by her for a while!

Thinking of Zhuiyun, Yang Ruoqing suddenly remembered that it had been a long, long time since she had seen Zhuiyun and Zhuifeng, the father and son of the wolf king.

Since Zhuifeng returned to Mianniu Mountain with Yu'er a year and a half ago, he went to reunite with Zhuiyun and Heilang's family, during which time he basically didn't show up again.

Where are they now?I don't know what's going on, and when the dolls are born, she wants to go into the mountains to find them.

It's like visiting an old friend I haven't seen for a long time, I miss you...

Wang Cuilian supported Yang Ruoqing across the slippery ground, and sent her back to the bedroom in the backyard.

"Qing'er, you should sleep well this afternoon, I see that your dark circles have come out, did you not sleep well these few nights?"

At the door of the bedroom, Wang Cuilian asked with concern.

Yang Ruoqing touched her face, and said a little embarrassedly: "I'm a little restless, always waking up. Maybe it has something to do with this cool girl who is about to give birth..."

With a big belly and limited mobility, Luo Fengtang used to take care of her by her side.

Drinking water at night, taking things, etc., are all taken care of by him.

Sometimes she was not feeling well, and her legs were a little swollen and sore. In the middle of the night, he would rub her legs with his coat on until she fell asleep...

Wang Cuilian knew that Yang Ruoqing didn't have a statement, but it must have something to do with Tang Yazi not coming back.

But as soon as Luo Fengtang was mentioned, Wang Cuilian didn't dare to stay with Yang Ruoqing any longer, for fear that Qing'er would find out if she couldn't control herself.

So she quickly forced a smile and said, "It's like this in the third trimester of pregnancy. If you hold on a little longer, you'll be able to sleep soundly after the babies are born."

Regarding this statement, Yang Ruoqing could only smile.

Pregnancy is hard because you have to be in and out of that heavy belly like a mother kangaroo.

As the size of the fetus grows day by day, it will squeeze the internal organs of the mother, and a series of physiological changes are normal.

For example, edema, chest tightness, dizziness...

Waiting until the child is born does not mean that you will be relaxed.

It can only be said that the two lumps of flesh are temporarily separated from the mother's body, allowing them to grow independently.

Feeding and caring for human cubs is a difficult road, especially before the child is one year old, and mothers should not expect to sleep soundly.

Feeding and changing diapers from time to time consumes energy and physical strength.

After one year old, the baby starts to learn to walk, and the most tired ones are adults.

You are afraid that the baby will fall and knock, so you have to hold and support her.

After a long time, that waist...is not your own anymore.

And children are noisy and don't like to stay in one place for a long time, so you have to take them out to play and wander around.

For example, Luo Baobao didn’t like to stay in the house for a while when he was a child. Even if it was raining outside, several adults in the family would take turns hugging him and standing in the yard holding an umbrella...

When the child can walk, dress and eat by himself, you can't worry about it.

Every stage has troubles and worries at every stage. As long as you become a mother, unless you close your eyes and die at the last moment of your life, you will not be able to help thinking about your children whenever you are awake. .

It's hard, but it's worth it!

Not long after her head touched the pillow, Yang Ruoqing fell asleep in a daze.

Fluttering, she found herself standing on the edge of a cliff when she opened her eyes.

The cliff is very wide, and the opposite side of the line of sight is surrounded by clouds and mists, with hidden peaks.

The cliff below is bottomless, covered by white clouds, and I don't know what the scene is at the bottom of the cliff under the clouds.

She faintly heard someone calling her name.

The voice came from under her feet, as if coming from the bottom of a cliff.

That was Luo Fengtang's voice.

"Tang Yazi? Tang Yazi?"

She sat up abruptly calling his name.

This time it was the same as last time, she found herself lying on the bed with her clothes closed, covered with a woolen blanket, her head was covered with sweat.

Everything before was a dream.

But that feeling is so clear.

She hugged the blanket and sat up, and didn't bother to go to the bathroom to wipe the sweat off her face. She sat there with her brows in meditation as if she had settled down.

Once, maybe it was a coincidence.

Twice, it is worth pondering.

Many things happened in those years before, she believed that there was telepathy between her and Tang Yazi.

That year when he was escorting grain and grass to Niangziguan in the north, he was betrayed by the spy beforehand, and he was ambushed by the enemy on the way, fighting alone, and when he was seriously injured, she, who was far behind, had a telepathic feeling.

It's the kind of inexplicable panic, the kind where you can't get up to do anything, and you can't concentrate.

Always feel that something is about to happen, panic, annoyed, anxious, restless...

Thinking of this, Yang Ruoqing went down to the ground decisively.

At this time, the rain outside had stopped, the sky was getting dark, and there was no fire in the house, but the hourglass on the table told her that it should be evening.

Auntie should cook supper in the kitchen,

Yang Ruoqing first came to the kitchen quietly, and found that Wang Cuilian was busy there alone, and Luo Tiejiang was nowhere to be seen.

She quietly went out from the backyard, and then turned into the backyard door of her mother's house, lurking behind her mother's kitchen.

In the kitchen of her mother's family, Lian'er and Xiaoduo, sisters-in-law, were also busy cooking dinner, while Jiaojiao and Lingling were playing with flower ropes on the small stools beside them.

Children's laughter bursts out, the most comforting.

The corners of Yang Ruoqing's mouth curled up with bitterness. If it wasn't for the fact that Tang Yazi hadn't come home for a long time aroused her bad suspicions and made her not in the mood to do anything, otherwise, she would definitely have to go into the kitchen to tease the children and share them. joy.

She lingered near the stove for a while, when Lian'er and Xiaoduo were cooking dinner, it was always homely.

There was no information she wanted to capture, and judging from their tone and demeanor, the two of them should be ignorant of the inside story.

Mrs. Sun might be able to find something. Think back to Mrs. Sun's evasive eyes in front of her these days, his hesitant look, and how many times Yang Ruoqing accidentally caught Mrs. Sun looking at her secretly. eyes...

Behind Yang Huazhong and Sun's house, Yang Ruoqing stood quietly under the window, catching the movement in the house.

The night was getting darker, and her figure seemed to blend with the night.

However, in the room behind, Yang Huazhong and Mrs. Sun didn't turn on the lights, and the couple sat in the dark and sighed.

(End of this chapter)