Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 8577
Cylinder?
Yang Ruoqing's eyelids twitched, and she quickly withdrew her hand, as if thinking of something.

And at this moment, Yang Huamei came over with her eldest grandson in her arms, and saw that Yang Ruoqing was staring at the 'baby' on the quilt in a daze, her face changed, she shoved the thing under the pillow, and told Yang Ruoqing : "It's for the grandson to play with, no wonder I can't find it everywhere, why did I get entangled in the bed?"

Yang Ruoqing caught her guilty conscience from Yang Huamei's flustered eyes, and believed in the previous guess a little more.

"He's still so young, he might not be able to hold things steady with his small hands, and he might not be able to play with them." Yang Ruoqing said this intentionally.

Yang Huamei didn't dare to look directly into Yang Ruoqing's eyes, and pretended to put her eldest grandson under the quilt, with her back to Yang Ruoqing's side, she said perfunctorily, "It's okay, I won't be able to play this game after a while, wait Used it as a teething stick when he was teething."

teething stick?
Yang Ruoqing almost couldn't hold back her laughter, Auntie, Auntie, you can really talk about it.

That thing is obviously your toy, right?Use it as a molar stick for the grandson?My mother is my mother, what can I do if the salty smell of the sea infects the child?

Although Yang Ruoqing had already discovered the truth, it was impossible for her to be so low in EQ as to seriously expose her aunt.

And thinking about it from another angle, my aunt can understand even if this kind of personal item is hidden on the bed.

She was only three years older than herself, and she turned 31 on the sixth day of the first lunar month, so her aunt was only 34 when she died.

A 34-year-old woman still has physical needs. Uncle Wang Shuanzi is gone, and my aunt must be empty both mentally and physically, and she never thought about remarrying...

So it was not easy for my aunt.

"Auntie, is there hot water in the kitchen? Shall I go and get a Mrs. Tang to warm my baby's feet?" Yang Ruoqing planned to leave the room first, because the atmosphere was a bit awkward.

Yang Huamei said: "The hot water is gone. I have been busy taking care of the children these days, and I have no time to go out to loosen the hair. I cooked a meal today. The hot water in the crock is probably cold now."

Yang Ruoqing nodded: "Okay, then..."

"It's okay, I'll go to bed and lie down for a while, and I'll be warm in a while."

Yang Ruoqing heard the meaning of Yang Huamei's words, she probably wanted to leave Lao Wang's house by herself.

It just so happened that Yang Ruoqing also wanted to leave, so she told Yang Huamei that she took her to the door and left.

When passing by the gate of her natal family's yard, she met Mrs. Sun coming out of it. Mrs. Sun was still holding a bundle in her hand.

Judging by the size of the bundle, there should be clothes, shoes, socks and hats inside, and there are more than one set.

"mother."

"Qing'er, are you back? How is your aunt? Is she feeling better?"

"Well, it's much better. The eldest grandson is asleep, and my aunt is with me on the bed."

Mrs. Sun nodded, "That's good." She patted the bundle on her arm and said to Yang Ruoqing, "I'll tell Hua'er about the situation when I get back. They are all girls', she found two sets of Feng'er's old clothes, they are brand new, I will send them to your aunt."

Yang Ruoqing smiled: "That's even better. My aunt will definitely be useful. I mentioned this earlier, and my aunt was very happy and even said something of gratitude."

Sun shook her head and sighed, "Your father is just such a biological sister, and he's not at home right now, so let's help if we can!"

"Well, yes, mother, hurry up, I'll go back first."

Yang Ruoqing went home to take care of the reunion for a while, when there was movement outside, Dazhi came in: "Mother, Gagong and a few cousins ​​have returned from the town to deliver disaster relief food, Gagong asked you to go over and have a look."

Yang Ruoqing glanced at the two boys who were still asleep in the cradle, hesitated for a while, and said with great ambition: "I will accompany you, and the baby will come over later, if there is any situation that we can't control, go and call mother back .”

Just like that, Yang Ruoqing went straight to her mother's house.

In the yard of her natal family, several mule carts were parked, and each mule cart was filled with bulging twine sacks, which were filled with glistening rice!

Yang Yongjin and the others were taking bags of these relief food out of the car. Because the ground had rained and was wet, they moved the relief food directly to the left side of the main room, and placed it in the empty room next to the guest room where Old Yang was.

In the yard, apart from Yang Huazhong and the others who went to the town to carry the relief food, several village elders, Changgen, and other villagers, such as Daniel, also came to watch.

The news quickly spread throughout the village. The big guys put down their work and rushed to Yang Huazhong's house. The crowd was enthusiastic. Looking at the bag of rice that Yang Yongqing and the others were carrying on their shoulders, the two The eyes of these villagers are brightened by the rice bags carried by the individual partners. Even if the new year is coming tomorrow, the joy of celebrating the new year is not worth mentioning in front of the joy of the food!

Some villagers even came up and asked Yang Huazhong: "Lizheng, when will the food be distributed? How much is the family's distribution? I have brought bags!"

Yang Huazhong was talking with several village elders about the relief food. Hearing the villagers' questions, Yang Huazhong smiled, and said to them kindly and patiently: "Folks, don't worry. How to divide it, when we went to the town to collect grain this time, the chief security officer explained clearly, how to divide it, when the grain is allocated to the county government, the county magistrate will give it to us according to the data sent by each village before. After the overall planning is completed, the paperwork in black and white will come down together with the relief food, and the food will be distributed to everyone in the village ancestral hall at the earliest in the afternoon of tomorrow, and at the latest on the second day of the first lunar month at the latest!"

The villagers who came around to inquire were a little discouraged when they heard that there was no food distribution this year, "Why are there no distributions today? Everyone has come, and the food has also arrived."

Yang Huaming came over and scolded the interrogator with a smile: "What are you worrying about, you idiot? How much food should be distributed to your family has been clearly written in the small book, let alone put two or three in my third brother's house." God, even if you put it on for two or three months, you won't miss half a grain of rice!"

The villager raised the bag in his hand, shook it, and said, "Lao Si Yang, that's not what you said. We are rushing to have rice for the Chinese New Year. The whole family doesn't have a few full meals."

Someone else said: "It's not that we don't believe in Li Zheng, of course we believe in Li Zheng's character, but now that everyone is here, we should just split it up? Everyone will save another trip!"

Yang Huaming looked at him and wanted to curse again, but Yang Huazhong stopped him.

He continued to say to the villagers who clamored to distribute the relief food on the spot: "It's getting dark today, and it's always inconvenient to open the bag and weigh it. If you divide your family, you will share his family. Looking back, you misunderstood the weight of two pounds." No one is happy!"

"Folks, go back first. Tomorrow is the New Year's Eve. Let's go to the ancestral hall in the afternoon to share the food, so that everyone can have delicious white rice for the New Year's Eve dinner!"

Yang Huazhong directly advanced the time of the second day of the first lunar month to tomorrow afternoon. Many villagers present were excited and responded one after another.

However, there are always a few thorns.

For example, Lao Wangtou, who specializes in picking up dung at the entrance of the village.

He la la brought a few sons over to pick up the rice with buckets on their shoulders. When they heard that it was going to be the afternoon tomorrow, the old Wang family members were not happy on the spot.

(End of this chapter)