Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 8628
Wanghai County, Changping Village.

Near noon, there were lively sounds outside the yard.

At this time, Zheng Xiaoqin had already gone back, and changed into Hongxiu to help Yang Ruoqing hold the child in the room.

"Hearing the noise, it should be the uncle and the others coming back." Hong Xiu said softly as he paced around the bed with his arms in his arms.

Yang Ruoqing was wiping Yuanyuan's chin. This younger brother has learned to spit bubbles recently. Except for falling asleep, his little mouth never stops. His chin is basically sticky, which is very expensive.

Hearing Hongxiu's words, Yang Ruoqing continued to work with her hands, and said in her mouth: "It's almost time to come back, by the way, come here and help me bring the baby, what's going on in the kitchen?"

Hong Xiu pursed her lips and smiled, "The godmother sent me here to help you take care of the baby. No, Yao Ying is still in the kitchen. She is better than me at serving the food."

Yang Ruoqing was startled for a moment, then smiled too.

Thinking of something, Hongxiu turned to Yang Ruoqing with her arms in her arms, and asked in a low voice, "Sister, do these four girls want to marry our Dazhi?"

Yang Ruoqing: "Hey, you've seen it all."

Hongxiu said: "Women understand women, why can't you see it? It's written on your face in every move."

Yang Ruoqing hesitated, "The other three are obvious, as for Yao Yue... no way, she's only twelve or thirteen years old, younger than my Luo Baobao."

Hongxiu smiled, "Don't underestimate the small thoughts of these girls. It's nothing for farmers to be busy digging up the soil to fill their stomachs, like those small households in towns who don't worry about food and clothing, or are they The family of officials, the water in the back house is very deep, let me take it as an example, the most I saw when I was young was my mother and my father's gang of concubines fighting openly and secretly."

"The sisters born to those concubines have not yet learned to walk, and they are taught by their biological mothers how to choose husbands and sons-in-law and how to compete for favor when they grow up. When a person grows up with these ghosts the most, don't say Twelve or thirteen years old, even if she is six or seven years old, she probably speaks and acts with purpose."

Yang Ruoqing hugged Yuanyuan, stroking his back to make him lie on her shoulders to digest, and looked at Hongxiu.

"Hearing what you said, that Yao Yue, could it be that the praying mantis catches the cicada and the oriole is behind?"

Let her cousin Yao Ying and Huang Guier fight there first, and she doesn't participate in it. She only helps Yao Ying fight back against Huang Guier at the right time, showing her righteousness and sisterhood.

Hongxiu said: "Anything is possible."

Yang Ruoqing filtered the four girls who coveted her son next to Shun'er in her mind, and finally smiled in relief.

"I think, in the end, this kind of thing still pays attention to a 'fate'. Without fate, it's useless to fight over the head. Without fate, it's impossible to see each other."

"Sister, your future mother-in-law is really big-hearted, why don't you get involved?"

"I'm messing around. It's not me who chooses to sleep with me. It's Dazhi. When he grows up, let him choose. I'm only responsible for providing references. As long as he makes up his mind, even if it's a crooked Gua Lizao, I will also actively help him prepare the bride price!"

Yang Ruoqing's words were sincere, even if it was a sick child like Xiao Qiao who had a difficult heir, [-]% of mother-in-laws would not like it or accept it.

But Yang Ruoqing was different. If Dazhi insisted on marrying Xiao Qiao after he understood the stakes, she would stand behind him and support him without hesitation.

Life is long or short, but the most important thing is the sense of experience in the process.

Compared with those fame and interest rates, the incense continues. If there is a confidant around you who can empathize with you and advance and retreat together, that is also a kind of happiness.

People can't pin their happiness monotonously on a certain aspect. The satisfaction of the soul is sometimes more important than the material.

At the door, brother and sister Dazhi and Luo Baobao originally came together to meet Yang Ruoqing in the dormitory in the backyard, but when they walked halfway, Luo Baobao smelled the fragrance from the kitchen, and suddenly became distracted.

Putting down his ambitions, he changed his course and ran to the kitchen.

Dazhi went into the dormitory alone, and when he got to the window, he heard the conversation between Yang Ruoqing and Hongxiu.

Especially Yang Ruoqing's last words clearly expressed her views on his marriage, which made Dazhi feel very uncomfortable.

Indescribably touched and grateful.

But at the same time, there was a deep sense of guilt and self-blame.

He didn't have the courage to go in to see his mother at this time, so he quietly turned around and left the bedroom, heading towards his own study.

Along the way, he was thinking about the question that he had been thinking about for the past few days in his heart.

That is, I am still so young, I will only be 16 years old after the Chinese New Year, and marriage is not very urgent.

What's more, a man is just satisfied with a mere Juren?
Although Niang said that she cares more about the happiness of his family and whether there is any common topic between husband and wife than pursuing fame and interest.

He admitted that Xiao Qiao was indeed his confidante, and the two of them seemed to have endless topics to talk about together.

However, he is a man, and a man's responsibilities are not only wife and lover, but also parents, brothers and sisters.

Dazhi walked faster and faster, and his fists became tighter and tighter.

That decision is already firm in my heart!
He pushed open the door of the study room, sat down in front of the desk, spread out the snow-white paper, and the tip of the pen was stained with ink.

After pondering for a while, he wrote down what he wanted to say to Xiao Qiao on the paper in front of him, hoping that Xiao Qiao would understand!
If she is my bosom friend, she will be able to understand my difficulties.

Yang Ruoqing didn't know that what she had said earlier helped Dazhi strengthen her determination and made a new and different decision.

At this time, Tuanyuan was sleepy, and she and Hongxiu were busy putting the two little ones in the cradle.

Try not to take children outside during this season. The temperature outside is too low, and children have weak immunity and are prone to catch cold.

Moreover, children in this era have no vaccines to fight. Smallpox and chickenpox, which are nothing in the future, may destroy a child in this era.

In Changping Village, many people are nicknamed Mazi.

But most of the people called pockmarked are the sequelae left by smallpox or chickenpox when they were young.

There are also many people called lame heads.

Sores on the head, that kind of herpes zoster and so on, in short, small problems that can be solved with a bottle of ointment in later generations are all difficulties that medicine has not overcome in this era.

Although Yang Ruoqing was a time traveler, her abilities were limited. It would be nice if she could use the knowledge of later generations to tinker with common typhoid and sore medicines, as well as daily care items to make money.

Unlike some traversers who bring their own space, there are all kinds of medical equipment in the space, and the system can reward various advanced medicines for later generations after completing the mission. The golden finger is thicker than Optimus Prime.

(End of this chapter)