Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 8041 The Voice of Heaven
This time, the person who answered was Blacksmith Luo.

"The fourth child and Yong Zhi have already gone to the town to help us find a niece. The third child and I really can't run anymore. Let's take a breath. Hey, we are getting old, and we can't accept the old."

If it was ten years ago, let alone going to the town, both of them could go to Wanghai County to find a niece for the children.

Now I am 60 years old, and the third child is also in his fifties. The heavy physical work in the early years has overdrawn their bodies. This morning, they ran in the mountains on an empty stomach and went back and forth. The two of them were taken by brothers Yang Yongzhi and Yang Yongqing He was supported and carried down the mountain.

"Just look for it. These days, as long as the money is in place and there is nothing to find, you can rest assured!" Li Jia said again.

Blacksmith Luo and Yang Huazhong nodded. I hope, the problems that money can solve are not problems.

I hope that someone will come to the village to feed the children because of the high price.

The Li family stayed here for a while, seeing that it was getting dark, and the two children were tired from crying and fell asleep for the time being.

Mrs. Sun and Wang Cuilian even left alone to cook dinner in the backyard, while Yang Huazhong and Luo Tiejiang left Li Jia and the others to eat dinner before leaving.

At this juncture, Yang Huazhong and the others were haggard and exhausted physically and mentally, but they still did not lose the basic hospitality etiquette.

At least they come here to sit with you and say something comforting, even if it's meal time, they should say a few polite words.

It was naturally impossible for Li Jia and the others to stay for dinner, so they found an excuse to leave.

Li Jia and others walked forward, but the children started crying again.

"Didn't you say that you drank sweet rice soup and fell asleep? Why did you wake up again after this bowl of tea?" Yang Huazhong asked.

Sun spread her hands and said helplessly: "That thing has no time to urinate, and it doesn't feel hungry at all. His father, what's the matter? The children have had a full meal today. Even if the fourth child and the others find someone to feed them, they will not be able to return until tomorrow at the earliest, what should we do?"

If Yang Huazhong knew what to do, he wouldn't have to worry about pounding his legs.

"If it doesn't work, let's have some rice soup for the children to deal with, and stick to it until tomorrow." He said.

Sun wants to cry but has no tears, "The older one can make do with a few sips, but the little one is convulsed from crying, don't drink!"

Yang Huazhong was also very distressed, but there was nothing he could do, he could only turn around in the room like an ant on a hot pot.

Blacksmith Luo hesitated to speak.

"Brother Blacksmith, just say whatever you want!" Yang Huazhong said.

Blacksmith Luo gritted his teeth, "It's really not possible, let's, let's have the cheek to beg Zheng Xiaoqin again?"

Yang Huazhong was obviously moved.

Mrs. Sun shook her head, "I can't, I went there in the morning and got into a quarrel with the young couple. I'm afraid it's inappropriate to go again, and Zheng Xiaoqin will be embarrassed."

Yang Huazhong and Luo Tiejiang fell silent again.

After a while, Mrs. Sun said, "I'll discuss it with Sister Cuilian. If it doesn't work, I'll cook some noodle soup for the children!"

It's always rice soup, and the children are tired of it.

And now it's only the ninth day of her birth, and she can't eat egg broth or anything. It's really difficult, this Qing'er, self-willed!
Mrs. Sun and Wang Cuilian were making noodle soup in the backyard. In the front room, Yang Huazhong and Luo Tiejiang were like defeated roosters, sitting at the Eight Immortals table with their heads drooping and sighing silently.

One was squatting on the stone steps at the entrance of the main room, smoking a pipe.

The children in the backyard were crying one after another, and the sky above the huge yard seemed to be shrouded in an invisible cloud, and the heart seemed to be grabbed by something, and it was uncomfortable to breathe.

The dusk was dark, and when Yang Huazhong and Luo Tiejiang were desperate, two figures, one tall and one short, suddenly appeared at the gate of the courtyard.

"Third, are you in the house? Come out and pick up your sister!"

Before the figure's face was clear, Tan's familiar voice came into the main room.

Blacksmith Luo under the eaves hurriedly stood up.

Yang Huazhong, who was beside the table of the Eight Immortals, also fell to the ground.

In the yard, Yang Huazhong found out that the person who came with Tan was actually Yang Huamei, which surprised Yang Huazhong.

"Mei'er, you haven't recovered yet, why did you run out so late at night?" He asked, and quickly stretched out his hand to support Yang Huamei.

"Third Brother~"

As soon as Yang Huamei opened her mouth, Mrs. Tan took the conversation away.

"Why else? I can't even persuade her. If there's anything I need, I'll just go for a trip, but she just doesn't feel at ease and insists on coming to see you and the children. I can't even stop her!"

Hearing Tan's explanation, Yang Huazhong felt even more guilty.

"Come on, third brother supports you, walk slowly, let's sit in the room."

In the house, Yang Huazhong helped Yang Huamei to sit down, and Blacksmith Luo poured tea for Tan Shi and Yang Huamei and put it on the table.

Yang Huamei glanced at the haggard looks of Luo Tiejiang and Yang Huazhong, and said, "I heard about Tang Yazi and Qing'er from my fourth sister-in-law before..."

For such an opening remark, Yang Huazhong and Luo Tiejiang felt their scalps tingle when they heard it, and they were even more tired.

During this day, they didn't know how many people they had said this to.

I really don't want to talk now, I'm tired of talking.

Fortunately, Yang Huamei just made an opening remark, and then went straight to the topic and said, "I was worried that the two babies were hungry, and I was afraid that my mother would not be able to explain clearly, so I came here to talk about it."

"Third Brother, Brother Blacksmith, my eldest grandson is drinking nai right now. My eldest daughter-in-law Hongmei eats well. In the shop, there is either chicken soup or fish every day. One child can't finish it. Your family has a carriage. Why don't you go to town overnight?"

Yang Huamei's words sounded like the sound of nature.

Yang Huazhong and Luo Tiejiang looked at each other, and both of them saw the brilliance in each other's eyes.

Yang Huazhong even patted his thigh hard and said, "Oh, look at my brain, why didn't I think of Hongmei!"

Blacksmith Luo was also very excited and nodded repeatedly.

Yang Huamei went on to say: "Go quickly, go early, and the children can drink earlier."

Yang Huazhong nodded again and again, got up and prepared to go back to the next yard to set up a carriage. After walking two steps, he suddenly realized that his carriage had been driven by Yang Huaming and Yang Yongzhi to the town to find his wife.

Blacksmith Luo said: "Use my family's. I still have two carriages at my family's house. I'll go for it right away!"

Yang Huazhong said: "One set, one set!"

Tan yelled unhappily: "Your sister is still here~"

Yang Huazhong paused: "Mei'er, then you..."

Yang Huamei waved her hands hurriedly, and said with a smile, "I don't need you to say hello, third brother, go do your work, I'll go to the backyard to see the two babies, and then I'll go back."

"Okay, okay, then go to the backyard, your third sister-in-law is here, and you can tell her the good news by the way!"

After saying this, Yang Huazhong and Luo Tiejiang hurried to hitch the carriage, and all the fatigue from this moment disappeared.

There is only one belief left in their hearts: to go to the town earlier and pick up Hongmei earlier, so that the children will not go hungry earlier.

(End of this chapter)