Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 81 (Happy New Year's Day)

"Tangyazi, don't look for it. It's not convenient to be blinded by the dark lights. Put this bowl of dumplings in a place out of the reach of mice and hide them. When it's dawn tomorrow, you can wash the dishes and heat them again."

Yang Ruoqing said, looking at a small wooden barrel with a lid over there, her eyes lit up.

Luo Fengtang also saw the wooden barrel and said: "Then put it in this wooden barrel, this is used to hold rice, mice can't get in!"

"Good!" Yang Ruoqing responded and took out the bowl of dumplings from the basket.

Luo Fengtang bent down and just lifted the lid of the wooden barrel.

Two mice swooped out from the inside. It wasn't because Yang Ruoqing let it go, one of the mice was about to get into the dumpling bowl in her hand!

"Oh my god, it's so dangerous!"

Yang Ruoqing sighed.

Luo Fengtang blushed, picked up the wooden barrel and took a look, there was a hole in the bottom!

"I just said that the rice is eaten so fast, it turns out that the mouse bit the hole!" he said in a muffled voice.

The mouse grinds its teeth, and the base of this wooden pain is not very thick. I didn't expect it to be punched by the mouse so quickly.

"Fat, I'm sorry, I just scared you."

He was like a child who had done something wrong, standing in front of her with his head down, his hands not knowing where to put them.

Yang Ruoqing shook her head and handed him the basket in her hand: "Help me get it."

Luo Fengtang instinctively reached out to take it, and then saw Yang Ruoqing rolling up her sleeves, walked to the stove, grabbed a handful of dry pine hair, and scratched it with a flint.

The lit pine hair was stuffed into the stove, and she grabbed another handful of firewood and threw it in to make the fire flourish.

"Fat, what are you doing?" Luo Fengtang asked.

Yang Ruoqing buried her head to add firewood to the stove, and said without raising her head, "Boil hot water, wash the pot and wash the dishes."

Used tableware and chopsticks are soaked in water for a long time, which is easy to breed all kinds of bacteria.

Luo Fengtang came back to her senses, hurriedly ran to the stove, and squatted down beside Yang Ruoqing: "How can you do this? I'll come!"

The small stove was crowded and cramped because of his sudden arrival.

"This is the work of the woman's family. You are not doing well, let me come, it will be fine in a while!" Yang Ruoqing said.

"There is no distinction between men and women, fat girl, I'm here, take a breath next to you." Luo Fengtang said.

Seeing his insistent look, Yang Ruoqing nodded: "Sure, then you help me stuff the firewood, I'll wash the dishes, we can match men and women, and we won't be tired!"

"Ok!"

Luo Fengtang nodded and squatted to the stove.

However, Yang Ruoqing had already stood up, came to the pot platform, and started to clean up the mess...

The firewood at the mouth of the stove made a crackling sound, and the firelight jumped, reflected in the boy's bright black eyes.

While burying his head in stuffing firewood, he occasionally glanced at Guotai secretly.

The girl was there to wash and scrub.

She first carefully wiped the dusty cabinet, and then divided the tableware and chopsticks in the pot into several batches and washed them one by one.

After washing, stack the bowls together, scoop out the dirty water in the pot and pour it into the swill bucket next to it, then lean over to scoop clean cold water from the water tank into the pot, cover the pot and cook it.

Taking advantage of the hot water, she swept the rice grains and wild vegetable dregs on the pot table into the swill bucket next to her.

Then I picked up a big broom and swept the floor of the stove again, and swept the dirt into the dustpan.

The boy's eyes have been following the girl's figure. In the dimly lit small kitchen, the girl's figure is not slender, and even a little bloated.

However, when she did her work, she was surprisingly agile.

Two braided braids trailed behind her, and as she bent over, the braids fell to her chest, jumping up and down, against the engrossed face.

Luo Fengtang stared at it, her face turned red, and her cheeks were hot.

This fat girl is really attractive, the more you look at it, the better it looks!

Why didn't you find out before?What have you been doing before?

Luo Fengtang was lost.

"What are you looking at me for? I don't have any flowers on my face, so hurry up and add firewood!"

Yang Ruoqing turned around and found that the kid was staring straight at him, and couldn't help but give him a blank look.

"Ok!"

Luo Fengtang replied in a muffled voice, and quickly looked away, grabbed a handful of firewood and stuffed it into the stove, as if a thief had been caught in a panic.

Soon, the water in the pot boiled and was steaming.

Yang Ruoqing felt the temperature of the water, put the washed tableware and chopsticks into the hot water to cook the noodles, and used high-temperature sterilization to sterilize.

While she was doing this, she did not forget to teach Luo Fengtang: "It's best not to leave the tableware and chopsticks overnight. They should all be kept in the pot, and they will always attract mice... Weed slag sticks to the bowl and can't be pulled out..."

Luo Fengtang stood up and stood beside the pot with her head lowered, listening and watching seriously.

"Before eating, it's better to scald the tableware with hot water, the disease enters from the mouth..."

"En." Luo Fengtang nodded.

"Okay, I'm in a hurry today, so I can only clean up like this. If I have time another day, I'll come over to help you clean up!"

Yang Ruoqing put the last bowl into the cupboard, put down her sleeves, and turned around, looking like she was done.

"Come on, put the dumpling bowl in the pot, so that the mice can't get in!"

Yang Ruoqing sat the dumpling bowl on the bottom of the pot, covered another bowl on top, and then closed the lid of the pot.

Luo Fengtang looked around, not knowing this place.

On the pot table, it was clean, in the cupboard, the tableware and chopsticks were neatly arranged, and the floor was also cleaned.

"Fat Ya, you're really good! I'm not used to using this kitchen." Luo Fengtang scratched her head and said a little embarrassedly.

Yang Ruoqing closed the lid of the pot, turned around when she heard the words, glanced at Luo Fengtang, and laughed.

"Hey, the mud can't stick to the wall. Well, I should go too, you should rest early."

Picking up the empty basket, Yang Ruoqing walked towards the door of the kitchen.

"I'll send you off!" Luo Fengtang said.

"No need, from a village, you can find the way back with your eyes closed." Yang Ruoqing waved at him without looking back.

After walking out of the old Luo's yard, Yang Ruoqing turned her head and asked Luo Fengtang, who was following behind her, "Why did you come out? I said that you don't need to send it."

"It's dark, it's not good for you to walk alone at night," he said.

Yang Ruoqing hooked her lips and smiled: "Don't worry, it's alright, you can go back and be yours."

"Hmm." Luo Fengtang responded in a muffled voice, standing still.

Yang Ruoqing walked forward for a short distance, and her intuition told her that the boy behind her was still following.

She turned her head, and there was no one behind her.

She left again, and the feeling of being followed came out again.

Hey, this kid looks like a stupid goose, this temperament is really not ordinary stubbornness!

Saying that you don't need to send it, you have to send it in life and death, and send it secretly.

Forget it, let him deliver it!

In this way, the feeling of being followed didn't disappear until Yang Ruoqing turned into the side alley and pushed open the small side door of her house.

(End of this chapter)