Chapter 81 Farewell (Happy New Year's Day)
"Tangyaozi, don't look for it. It's not convenient to do it in the dark. Put this bowl of dumplings out of the reach of mice and hide it for you until dawn tomorrow." Just wash the pot and wash the dishes and heat it up again."
Yang Ruoqing said, her eyes lit up when she glanced at the small wooden bucket with a lid over there.
Luo Fengtang also saw the wooden barrel and said: "Then put it in this wooden barrel. This is used to hold rice. Rats can't get in!"
"Okay! !" Yang Ruoqing responded and took out the bowl of dumplings from the basket.
Luo Fengtang bent down and just opened the lid of the barrel.
Two mice swooped out from inside. If Yang Ruoqing didn't give in quickly, one of the mice was about to jump into the dumpling bowl in her hand!
“Oh my god, it’s so dangerous!”
Yang Ruoqing let out a sigh of relief.
Luo Fengtang suppressed his blush and picked up the barrel to take a look. There was a hole in the bottom!
"I just said why I eat this rice so fast. It turns out that the mouse gnawed the hole!" he said in a low voice.
Mouse grinds its teeth. The base of this wood pain is not very thick. I didn’t expect that the mouse would make holes so quickly.
"Fat Ya, I'm sorry, I just scared you."
He was like a child who had done something wrong, standing in front of her, his head lowered, his hands unknown. Where to put it.
Yang Ruoqing shook her head and handed him the basket in her hand: "Help me take it."
Luo Fengtang instinctively reached out and took it. Then Yang Ruoqing rolled 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 opening, and she grabbed a handful of firewood and threw it in to make the fire strong.
"Fat Ya, what are you going to do?" Luo Fengtang asked.
Yang Ruoqing immersed herself in adding firewood to the stove. When she heard this, she said without raising her head: "Heat the hot water, clean the pot and wash the dishes."
Soak the used dishes and chopsticks for a long time In water, various types of bacteria can easily breed.
Luo Fengtang came to his senses and hurriedly ran to the stove entrance and squatted down next to Yang Ruoqing: "How can I ask you to do this? I will do it!"
The small stove mouth, because of him ’s sudden arrival, and it became increasingly crowded and cramped.
"This is a woman's job. You're not doing it right. Let me do it. I'll be done in a moment!" Yang Ruoqing said.
"There is no distinction between men and women in the work. Fatty, I'll come and you can rest beside me and take a breath." Luo Fengtang said.
Seeing his insistence, Yang Ruoqing nodded: "Okay, then you help me stuff the firewood and I will wash the dishes. We are male and female, so the work will not be tiring!"
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"Yeah!"
Luo Fengtang nodded and squatted at the mouth of the stove.
Yang Ruoqing had already stood up, came to the pot, and began to clean up the mess...
The firewood at the stove made a crackling sound, and the firelight danced. Reflected in the boy's dark and bright eyes.
While burying his head in stuffing firewood, he occasionally glanced at the pot table secretly.
The girl was washing and wiping there.
She first wiped the dusty cupboard carefully, and then divided the dishes and chopsticks in the pot into several batches and washed them one by one.
Stack the washed 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 with the lid and cook it.
While the water was still hot, she swept the grains of rice and wild vegetables and herbs on the pot table into the swill bucket next to her.
He picked up a big broom and swept the kitchen floor again, sweeping 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 slim, but even a little bloated.
However, when she worked, she was surprisingly agile.
Two braided braids trailed behind her, and as she bent over, the braids hung down to her chest, bouncing up and down, reflecting her focused face.
Luo Fengtang looked at him, his face turned red, and his cheeks felt hot. This fat girl is really good-looking. The more you look at her, the better she looks!
Why didn’t you notice it before? What did you do in the past?
Luo Fengtang fell into confusion.
"What are you looking at me for? I don't have any flowers on my face, hurry up and add more firewood!"
Yang Ruoqing turned around and found that the boy was staring at her. Looking at it, I couldn't help but roll my eyes at him.
“Hmm!”
Luo Fengtang responded in a muffled voice, quickly looked away, grabbed a handful of firewood and stuffed it into the stove, as if he was caught in a panic as a thief.
Soon, the water in the pot boiled and steamed.
Yang Ruoqing felt the temperature of the water, put the washed dishes and chopsticks into the hot water, cooked them, and used high temperature to sterilize them.
While doing this, she did not forget to teach Luo Fengtang: "It is best not to leave the dishes and chopsticks overnight. Put them all in the pot, which will attract mice... The weed residue is stuck in the bowl and cannot be picked out... ”
Luo Fengtang stood up and stood by the pot with his head lowered, listening and watching very seriously.
"Before eating, it's best to scald the bowls and chopsticks with hot water. The disease comes from the mouth..."
"Yes." Luo Fengtang nodded.
"Okay, I'm pressed for time today, so I can only pack it up like this. If I have time another day, I'll come over and help you pack it up!"
Yang Ruoqing put the last bowl in cupboard, put down his sleeves, and turned around, looking like he was done.
“Here, put the dumpling bowl in the pot, make sure the mice can’t get in!”
Yang Ruoqing sat the dumpling bowl on the bottom of the pot, covered it with another bowl, and then covered the pot with the lid.
Luo Fengtang looked around, feeling a little unfamiliar with this place.
The pot table is clean, the dishes and chopsticks are neatly placed in the cupboard, and the floor is also cleaned.
"Fat Ya, you're really good! I'm not used to using this stove." Luo Fengtang scratched his head and said a little embarrassed.
Yang Ruoqing closed the lid of the pot, turned around after hearing this, glanced at Luo Fengtang, and chuckled.
"Hey, the mud can't get on the wall. That's all, it's time for me to leave. You should rest early."
Picking up the empty basket, Yang Ruoqing walked towards the kitchen door.
"I'll see you off!" Luo Fengtang said.
"No need, a villager can find his way back with his eyes closed." Yang Ruoqing waved to him without looking back.
After walking out of the old Luo family's yard, Yang Ruoqing turned to Luo Fengtang who was following behind and asked, "Why are you still coming out? I told you not to send him away."
"It's dark, it's not good for a girl like you to walk at night," he said.
Yang Ruoqing raised her lips and smiled: "Don't worry, it's okay. You can go back and do your thing."
"Yes." Luo Fengtang responded dully and stood still.
Yang Ruoqing walked forward for a short distance, and her intuition told her that the kid behind her was still following her.
She turned her head, but there was no one behind her.
When she left again, the feeling of being followed came out again.
Hey, this kid is like a goose, and his temper is really not ordinary stubborn!
Said there is no need to give it away, life and death must be given away, secretly given away.
That’s all, let him deliver it!
Just like that, the feeling of being followed finally disappeared until Yang Ruoqing turned into the small alley next to her and opened the small side door of her house.
(End of this chapter)