Chapter 180 Mu Zichuan’s Farewell (Third Update)
Nettle grass is also called biting grass in this area.
In autumn, there are clusters of flowers in the woods and on the ridges.
People and animals here don’t touch it because it has thorns that can sting people.
Yang Ruoqing carried the cooked pig food to the pig pen, fed the pigs and chickens, and cleaned the pig pen at the same time.
The henhouse was still empty, not a single egg.
She was a little surprised, grabbed the old hen, and touched the back of her butt.
I know it well.
After putting the old hen back, she took the dirt out of the pig pen and put it in a dustpan to the small dung bag behind the yard.
Small dung bag, to put it bluntly, is a place where farmers use to dump garbage, pig manure, chicken manure, dog waste, rotten vegetable leaves and other things.
These things were piled together and exposed to the sun and rain.
Over time, it fermented naturally and evolved into farmyard manure.
Waiting until spring when the fields are plowed and then transporting them to the fields will be beneficial to the growth of crops.
When Yang Ruoqing came back from the backyard, Mrs. Sun was already busy in the kitchen.
"Mom, what are you having for breakfast today?" she asked with a smile.
"Corn flour is batter, filling and simple!" said Sun.
After a while, the fragrant and sweet corn batter was ready.
Da'an and Xiaoan also finished washing and came to the kitchen. After sending Yang Huazhong's bowl over, everyone sat around the small table in the kitchen to have breakfast.
Yang Ruoqing asked Ms. Sun, who was sitting opposite her: "Mom, did you pick up eggs from the henhouse yesterday?"
Ms. Sun said: "No, none of them were laid! ”
Yang Ruoqing raised an eyebrow: "No, it used to live in my house and laid one egg a day. It's been two days since I moved to the pig pen, and half of the eggs haven't been laid. What's going on?"
< br>"Did you eat too little and not lay eggs?" Xiao An asked in a childish voice.
“This is unlikely.” Yang Ruoqing said.
"Could it be that he went down somewhere else?" Sun said.
"It doesn't look like it." Yang Ruoqing said: "I cleaned the pigsty this morning and looked for it in every corner, but I didn't see it. Besides, the height of the wall, it's a chicken not a goose, it can't fly out. ”
"Maybe it was stolen!" Da'an said coldly.
Yang Ruoqing and Sun set their sights on Da'an together.
Sun said: "Don't talk nonsense, how can a thief start just for an egg?"
Yang Ruoqing said: "Hey, mother, don't tell me, some people have small vision. Not to mention the eggs, even the chili sauce was stolen!”
Ms. Sun knew who Yang Ruoqing was talking about and smiled helplessly.
Suddenly thinking of something, Mrs. Sun said: "It's hard to say this without proof. However, yesterday morning, I did see your fourth aunt standing over our pig pen."
Yang Ruoqing's eyes It lit up, "The fourth aunt is the most suspicious."
Daan nodded in agreement.
"Da'an, Xiaoan, be smart! That thief has grown his appetite, and he might even take away our old hen!" Yang Ruoqing ordered.
Daan and Xiaoan nodded together.
"I touched it just now. That hen has eggs. I'm sure this one will be able to lay them!" Yang Ruoqing added.
Da'an said in a deep voice: "Don't worry, sister, if the thief dares to come again, we will definitely catch her!"
"Okay!"
Yes Yang Ruoqing was completely relieved that Da'an, a deep-tempered young lady, was in charge.
The pot was still warm with some polenta paste. Yang Ruoqing filled a bowl and put two spoons of caramel on it.
He used another bowl to hold it upside down, and then put it into a bamboo basket together with yesterday's clean clothes.
"Mom, I'm going to visit Tangyazi. Let's cook lunch at my house. You weigh ten kilograms of soybeans and soak them in water first."
"Hey, just do it. Just go and do your business, Huang Douzi will come and soak it after washing the dishes, you don’t have to worry about it!”
“Well, I’m going!” Yang Ruoqing walked out of the house with the basket in her arms.
Here, Sun rushed to Yang Huazhong's house excitedly.
"Her father, let me tell you, our Qing'er is really good to Tang Yazi!"
"What should I say?" the man sat up and asked.
“Yesterday I brought Tangyazi’s clothes to be washed, and today I’m giving Tangyazi some corn paste.”
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"I also heard Xiao An secretly tell me that his sister didn't sleep at night, and even took out a flower from under the pillow and looked at it, laughing..."
"Is there such a thing? Where did the flowers come from? ”
“Nine times out of ten it was given by Tang Yazi!”
“If that’s true, then Tang Yazi has really enlightened...”
Yang Ruoqing held the basket and walked along. Walk straight ahead along the bluestone road.
At the next corner, she heard someone calling her from behind.
When she turned around, she saw a man standing under the wall of a house on the diagonal side, looking towards her.
Muzichuan?
Yang Ruoqing was surprised, and then her eyes fell on Muzichuan.
He was still wearing the seventy-percent-new sky-green dress with black cloth shoes on his feet.
In one hand he held the book bag his mother had sewn for him. The bag was bulging, obviously full of books.
In the other hand, he held a rain gear.
Looks like he’s about to go out.
"Muzichuan, what's the matter with calling me?"
Yang Ruoqing turned around, smiled at him, and asked.
Mu Zichuan looked at her with a complicated expression and said: "Qing'er, I'm here to say goodbye to you. I'm going to the town school to study. I won't be able to return to the village until the New Year."
Yang Ruoqing nodded: "Well, concentrate on your studies and do your best in learning!"
Mu Zichuan smiled faintly, "After ten years of hard work, no one asked me, and I became famous all over the world in one fell swoop. Qing'er, I will definitely study hard, shine brightly in the future, and become famous!"
Yang Ruoqing secretly said I rolled my eyes, damn it, I encouraged you a few words, and even sang.
I hate shouting slogans the most!
"Okay, then go quickly, don't waste time!"
She waved her hand to him, turned around and was about to leave, but was stopped by him again.
"What else is going on?" she asked.
"Qing'er, where are you going in such a hurry?" he asked.
“I went to Tangyazi’s house to have something to do!” she said.
Luo Fengtang?
Mu Zichuan's eyebrows frowned slightly, and then his eyes noticed the bamboo basket she was carrying.
Besides the two bowls turned upside down, there is also a neatly folded men's clothing.
“Are those the clothes you made for him yourself?” he asked, pointing to the clothes in the basket.
Yang Ruoqing also glanced at the basket, smiled and said: "No, I haven't learned how to cut clothes yet. They are his own clothes. If they are dirty, I will take them back and wash them for him. , send it over again!”
Mu Zichuan's expression suddenly changed.
He looked at Yang Ruoqing with a complicated expression and asked: "Qing'er, what is the relationship between you and Tang Yazi? Are all the things the villagers say behind their backs true?"
Yang Ruoqing was startled.
Seeing that Mu Zichuan took the initiative to say goodbye to her, she stopped to chat with him.
Didn’t expect him to come up and question her?
It seems that we can no longer have a pleasant chat!
She twitched her lips: "What is the relationship between me and Tang Yazi? That is our business and it is not the turn of outsiders to take care of it."
(End of Chapter)
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