Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 8219
Changping Village.

Just on the first day of the twelfth lunar month, it snowed for three days. The roofs of every house seemed to be covered with a layer of white bedding, and the trees in the yard were bent back by the heavy snow.

The roads in the village were buried by heavy snow, and the rapeseed and winter wheat in the nearby fields were all buried under the heavy snow.

The water in the pond froze very thickly. When the women came to wash in the pond, they had to turn over the snow beside them, take out a few big stones and throw them on the ice, break a hole forcibly, and then use the mallet in their hands to smooth the ice. Hit the spiderweb-like cracks in the hole hard to create a larger space, and the broken ice floated on the water surface with a click, revealing the clear pond water below. Because the temperature was too low, the water seemed to be still steaming.

By the pond after breakfast, there was a circle of women washing clothes, and some middle-aged and young men were fearless, skating on the frozen water.

Whoever skates fast and steadily, and can slip from one side of the pond to the other in one go, will be envied and admired by his friends, and he can also win the handful of jelly beans in the opponent's pocket.

The women were laundering their clothes nearby, talking homely as usual, and occasionally took the time to scold their children on the ice: "Short-lived ghosts don't want to play with ice, the ice will break and you won't be able to drown you bastard!"

Often after a few sips, he put the matter aside, turned around and went on chatting with other women.

It snowed heavily for three consecutive days, and almost no one in the village moved around. They could only stay at home and do housework by the fire, which suffocated these women.

It was finally sunny today, so I hurried out to chat, and by the way, I took out the clothes that had been accumulated for three days and washed them together.

Yang Huazhong couldn't sit still since the second day it snowed.

That year, the heavy snow crushed the houses of several families in the village, and even killed people.

This incident is like a huge shadow, and he has never been able to forget it.

On the second day of snow this year, Yang Huazhong saw that the momentum of the snow had not weakened significantly, so he braved the wind and snow to go door-to-door and told them to keep an eye on the roof of their home at any time, and if there was something wrong, they would move out immediately, and he must not take chances.

Mrs. Sun felt sorry for him and asked him to do everything by himself, and he could ask several village elders to come to the door to talk about it.

Yang Huazhong didn't, and there were two reasons why he didn't.

For one thing, the village elders are all elderly people. Such bad weather makes them go out for a run, and it is easy for them to fall and get sick.

Again, he was worried that the village elders could not explain clearly and could not accurately express the seriousness of the matter.

So, he did it himself, ran from family to family, and told them carefully.

When I met those sensible people, I was grateful for Yang Lizheng's kindness, and would pour a bowl of hot tea and pull it to the stove to roast for a while.

When you meet some people who don’t pay attention to everything, let alone hot tea and warming up, you can’t even ask for a word of thanks.

Some people even asked Yang Huazhong to ask him about the food relief from the flood last time.

"Why don't you come down? It's almost the Chinese New Year, and the family is waiting for the relief food to be cooked!"

"Does the imperial court care about the life and death of our common people? Or is the government corrupt? You are Li Zheng, you have to ask us for us..."

Not even half a sentence of good words was left, but a whole body of complaints and exhaustion.

Fortunately, Yang Huazhong didn't go for those things at all, what he had to do was to pass on the awareness of prevention, so that he fulfilled his duty as a Li Zheng.

As for the matter of food relief, he was just a small lizheng, it was a matter for the imperial court and the yamen, so he could only wait.

On the other side, Yang Ruoqing and Luo Fengtang stayed in the camp for three days, and finally returned to the village with the mother goat and lamb.

Since she told her family before that she accompanied Hongxiu to her hometown in the north, so in order not to arouse suspicion on this trip back to the village, the couple deliberately took a detour and came from the main road at the entrance of the village.

"It's a sour day. It's only half a month since I left home and came back. I went back and forth in half a month. Will it arouse suspicion?"

When approaching the door of the house, Yang Ruoqing couldn't help but ask Luo Fengtang.

Luo Fengtang glanced at her with helplessness in his eyes.

The half month she left was longer and more tormenting than half a year for him.

"No," he said. "I hope it will be the last time. Remember your oath."

When he mentioned the word oath, he deliberately glanced at her several times, from head to toe.

Yang Ruoqing's face turned red immediately, she remembered the most 'vicious' oath she made.

"Oh, everyone remembers it, so don't mention that oath again!"

She knew that if she acted like a baby, he would definitely accept it.

Sure enough, his intentionally tense face immediately collapsed, he sighed helplessly, and raised his hand to pat her on the head, "Okay, okay, I won't mention it, go home quickly, the snow dazzles my eyes."

Indeed, there is snow everywhere, and there is a vast expanse of whiteness. For literati, this is indeed poetic and picturesque.

But for these 'rough people', they can only say a few words: it's stupid, it's so cold, and the white eyes are blinded!

As soon as the two walked into the yard of their house, they saw that the ground in the yard was covered with snow, and the snow buried the road leading to the main room.

There was also a series of crooked big footprints in the snow. Looking at the big footprints, one could tell that it was either Blacksmith Luo's or Yang Huazhong's.

Yang Ruoqing felt strange.

Both the uncle and the father are diligent people. The snow in the yard is so thick that it affects walking. No matter what they do, they must shovel the snow.

Even if it is too late to shovel other places, at least this main road must be shoveled out to be normal.

"It's probably too busy to take care of it. After all, I have to take care of two children."

Luo Fengtang probably had the same doubts as Yang Ruoqing, but he found the best explanation immediately after the doubts.

Yang Ruoqing nodded, "It should be, the two children have to be taken care of, and there are other things at home, so it's normal if you can't take care of it. Now that we're back, let's shovel the snow by ourselves."

Luo Fengtang nodded, he would be able to shovel it by himself later, without her having to work hard.

The couple stepped into the yard on knee-deep snow and went straight to the main room.

The main room was cold, there was no fire stove, and no one was seen.

The two came to the backyard again, and the snow in the backyard was also not cleared.

Then to his own small courtyard, the same is true in the small courtyard.

"Tang Yazi, you go to resettle the mother goat and her son first, and I'll look for them at the aunt's house."

The couple were not at home. In order to take care of the children more conveniently, the cradle and related clothes of the two children had already been moved to Wang Cuilian's house.

"Okay, I'll go find you after I've settled the goats."

"Also," Yang Ruoqing called out to Luo Fengtang again, "Get more hay for the goat mother and her son, it's too cold today, don't freeze them."

Luo Fengtang smiled, "Don't worry!"

(End of this chapter)