Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 8291 Mysterious Gift

Changping Village, Luo Family.

Under Luo Fengtang's instruction, Yang Ruoqing carefully opened the box.

There is also a cloth bag wrapped in a layer of silk, and there are still things in it.

Yang Ruoqing glanced at him, and bent the corners of her lips, this guy, he gave such a disparity in presents.

However, not to mention, the more three layers inside and outside, the more it really aroused her curiosity and sense of anticipation.

Even though she couldn't figure out what gift she wanted most, she really enjoyed the process of unwrapping presents layer by layer.

Soon, she took out something from the silk bag, held it up in front of her eyes and looked at it carefully.

At first glance, it looks like a waist bag.

But compared to the waist bag, and things are obviously much lighter.

There is a belt around it, the belt is about five or six centimeters wide, and the middle is not a bulging fanny pack for money, but a thin and soft empty bag similar to the size of a pocket.

Yang Ruoqing gestured, the empty bag could probably fit into the palm of her hand.

"Hey, this thing is so comfortable, it can be hung around your waist to warm your hands."

She put her hand inside and smiled at him, "It's just that it's a little small, and it can only fit one hand in at a time, and the two hands have to line up."

Luo Fengtang just smiled at her witty words, "This is not for warming hands, there is something inside."

He pointed to the bottom of the wooden box and asked her to look again.

Yang Ruoqing was stunned for a moment, only to realize that she was so busy going to get the silk bag earlier that she ignored that there was another layer inside the box.

The bottom layer was packed in kraft paper bags, the color of which was similar to that of the wooden box itself, and the light in the room was dim, so she didn't notice it for a while.

"Yeah, it's still a double surprise? You guys, you're a little too romantic!"

With witty words in her mouth, Yang Ruoqing was busy digging out the contents of the kraft paper bag with both hands.

They were poured onto the table one by one, like the size of playing cards, and the bulging ones were filled with things.

Yang Ruoqing grabbed a bag and squeezed it in her hand. She couldn't pinch what it was, but it felt very familiar.

It's like pinching a bag of sand, but it's finer than sand.

Subconsciously, she wanted to take it apart again to see what was inside, but was stopped by Luo Fengtang.

"Don't take it apart, just go here, there is no need to take it apart." He said.

She looked up at him, eyes foggy.

"But I still don't know what it is!" She said, licking her lips again, "This thing...isn't it edible?"

Luo Fengtang smiled, "This thing is for use, not for food, come, let me demonstrate it to you."

He took a bag of that kind of small sand and stuffed it into the palm-sized silk bag before, then pulled Yang Ruoqing to him, gently picked up her blouse, and gently tied the belt around her waist.

Adjust the position, put the silk bag against her lower abdomen, adjust the tightness and at the same time ask her: whether it is tight or not, whether it is loose or not.

Yang Ruoqing looked down at him leaning over in front of her, doing all this patiently and carefully...

She suddenly understood what the gift he carefully prepared for her was for.

Because, gradually, she could feel the heat from her abdomen, the heat came from the small bag filled with fine sand, the temperature was getting higher and higher, but because of the barrier of the silk pocket, when it was transmitted to the body , leaving only warmth without burning the skin.

This self-heating principle is very common in modern society, such as various self-heating rice hot pots, heaters with salt water in winter, and warm baby stickers that girls like...

But those are all civilized products belonging to the modern society. In this era, how did Luo Fengtang get such a thing?
Moreover, it was heart-warming and made into warm baby stickers, which were used during her menstrual period to help her warm her lower abdomen and get rid of physical discomfort...

"How is it? Do you feel warm?"

After doing everything, he stood up straight and asked her softly.

Yang Ruoqing came back to her senses, gently rubbed the heat source around her waist with both hands, and stared at him infatuatedly: "Warm, from body to heart, every inch is warm."

"Every inch? Is it that exaggerated?" Luo Fengtang smiled, casually reading something from her lingering and persistent eyes.

His smile became more and more mellow, and he raised his hand to pinch her face lightly, "It's good if it comes in handy."

"Tang Yazi, how did you come up with such a thoughtful thing?" Yang Ruoqing asked.

Luo Fengtang said: "You don't need to think about it deliberately. I noticed your stomach ache a long time ago, so I noticed it."

"It's just that at that time, I couldn't find a simple and portable thing that continued to generate heat and was suitable for the lower abdomen."

"The last time you were dispensing medicine at Yu'er's side, I accidentally found a special kind of sand by the underground river in the depths of the underground palace. After grabbing it out and rubbing it in the palm of your hand, it can continue to generate heat for nearly two hours, so I did it. Get this so you can prepare for those few days of the month."

Yang Ruoqing was stunned.

She stood on tiptoe and hugged Luo Fengtang, whispering in his ear: "Tang Yazi, you are so kind to me, why are you so kind to me!"

She never envied those women who deliberately took out the gold and silver jewelry and valuable bags given by men to show off.

The real Hyun shows that that thing rarely appears in her life, so it is rare that Hyun appears only once, hoping to gain the praise and envy of others, so as to satisfy her own vanity.

Let me ask, you eat white rice and drink boiled water every day, would you show it off?
So, Xuan, in fact, just betrayed your own poverty.

When a man is nice to a woman, the things he gives are never clearly marked, because true love cannot be measured by money.

What is true love?
It is his heart.

It's what he sent, just what you need.

It can be to give you a home, let your love have a harbor, and no longer live in a fixed place.

It could be a car that takes you on a trip, takes you to and from get off work when the weather is bad, or picks up your parents when they come over.

It could be a meal you cook for you when you're hungry, or a bowl of water for you when you're thirsty.

When you are sick, his company and care.

Applause when you succeed, encouragement when you are frustrated, and reminder when you are proud.

It is your every morning and evening together, every cold and summer, and your loyal partner in your life.

At this moment, the warm baby stickers on her stomach are, to Yang Ruoqing, a precious gift that cannot be exchanged for gold, and Luo Fengtang's sincerity.

"This thing is really good, compact and practical. It will be comfortable to stick on my body when I really have my period. Tang Yazi, you are amazing!"

Yang Ruoqing stroked the gift at her waist, and whispered in his ear again.

Luo Fengtang was originally smiling and caressing her back, but when he heard the last two words, his palm paused for a moment, his long and narrow eyes narrowed slightly, and the deep eyes were full of seriousness and scrutiny.

(End of this chapter)