Chapter 271 I will stay with you to the end (Second update)
The couple’s hands were tightly held together, and their two battered hearts were tightly connected.
Over there, Yang Ruoqing, who was busy cleaning up the battlefield with a broom, also breathed a sigh of relief.
What happened today should have taught my parents a good lesson, right?
That's good, it won't be in vain for her to be smoked with urine.
After the house was cleaned up, Yang Ruoqing also went back to the house to take a bath and change her clothes.
When they returned to Yang Huazhong's house, the couple had calmed down.
I was sitting on the bed thinking about how to deal with the aftermath.
After all, Yang Hualin was beaten like that. According to his temper, he would not let it go.
Yang Ruoqing came over and said: "Everyone is responsible for what he does, and if he still dares to make trouble, I will just stay with him until the end!"
Yang Huazhong said: "What are you talking about? You are my daughter. What you do is what your father and I did. Dad will handle it!"
Sun sighed and said: "Hey, let's be careful. As a person, you can be kind to everyone. Why do you get into these things?"
Yang Ruoqing took the words and said: "Why don't you say that people are kind? Why is Ma Shan being bullied?”
“Last time, he tried to beat me but failed. This time, I’m afraid he just wanted to make fun of me!”
Yang Huazhong was cold. He snorted and said: "Go back and put a pole next to the wheelchair. If he dares to bully others, I will knock him to death with the pole!"
Mrs. Sun's eyebrows jumped when she heard this.
"You two, hey..."
Yang Ruoqing interrupted Sun: "Mom, we won't talk about this anymore. But how is your waist? Do you want some medicinal wine?”
Sun said: "My waist is better, I'm afraid the medicinal wine has taken effect."
Yang Ruoqing nodded, then looked at the red and swollen side of her mother's face: "Then I'll get some cold water. Put it on your face!”
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Facts have proved that Yang Ruoqing’s view of life has always been correct.
Seek peace through struggle, and peace will survive.
Seek peace through compromise, and peace will perish.
In the next few days, Sun was cautious when entering and leaving every day.
The slightest disturbance in the front yard is like a frightened bird.
However, several days passed.
Neither Lao Yang’s family nor Yang Hualin came to the backyard to stir up trouble.
Yang Huazhou came to visit Yang Huazhong and occasionally brought back some news about Yang Hualin.
It was said that the finger was bandaged and it was nothing serious.
It's just the injuries down there that still need to be treated.
Mr. Yang was dissatisfied with the lack of medicine in the village, so she hired a carriage and returned to town with her family a few days ago.
Sun was relieved.
Yang Ruoqing enjoyed these peaceful days and was very busy every day.
Make tofu, feed pigs, do housework, and learn to make clothes and shoes from Sun.
In addition to dried tofu, she also thought of tofu puffs, tofu rolls, and tofu skins...
In her previous life, she was an agent, and she was really tired of the days of licking blood with a knife.
In this reincarnation, she just wants to return to her original nature and live this pastoral life with her relatives.
I sent him to the town several times with Tang Yazi.
The money bag gradually became fuller.
Counting the two taels of silver left over from the last purchase of land, the family now has more than four taels of silver!
According to this rhythm, Yang Ruoqing feels that she will be able to save enough money to build a big and bright tile house in the spring of next year!
The days fly by.
One month has passed in the blink of an eye.
That day, the sky was overcast and the north wind was blowing.
Yang Ruoqing entered Yang Huazhong's house with boiled hot water.
In the room, Yang Huaan was leaning on the bed with a quilt covering his legs.
The man’s legs are in the recovery period and should not be exposed to cold or cold.
Little An took off her shoes and played in the bed.
"Mom, the hot water is boiled. How are you doing here?"
Yang Ruoqing put the hot water aside and walked to the table.
Sun is immersed in sewing clothes.
Hearing her question, he said without raising his head: "Tangyazi's cotton trousers only have a few stitches left on the edges. Once they are sewn, they are done!" Yang Ruoqing nodded with a smile and took the I picked up a pair of socks inside the dustpan and sewed them.
It’s almost the winter solstice.
The temperature has dropped sharply in the past few days, and it seems like a prelude to snow.
She went to town a few days ago and brought several pieces of cloth home.
We also weighed a lot of cotton.
These days, whenever my mother has free time, she is busy cutting clothes.
I want to make cotton-padded clothes for my family to spend the winter before the first heavy snow this winter.
"Ah, my Qing'er learns things so fast!"
Sun took the time to glance at the socks in Yang Ruoqing's hand and said with a smile.
"I just told you once that these socks can be sewn so well!"
"Hee hee." Yang Ruoqing smiled sheepishly.
These socks are her first work since she became a needlewoman!
"Sister, these socks of yours are so big. Are they for dad or someone else?" Da'an asked.
Yang Ruoqing said: "Guess."
Da'an rolled his eyes: "Brother Fengtang's?"
"Yes!" Yang Ruoqing nodded.
“Sister, you are so partial, you didn’t even make the first pair of socks for us!”
Daan pouted deliberately.
Yang Ruoqing glanced at Da'an: "What happens once is familiar to others. This first pair is for practicing, just send Tang Yazi away."
"Wait for your sister to become a master of my craftsmanship" I will definitely do it for you.”
“I don’t believe you are making excuses for being partial!” Da’an said with a smile.
Yang Ruoqing glared at Daan and scolded with a smile: "Go, go, go, play with you, and even sent your sister here, no matter how big or small!"
The room burst into laughter.
"Okay, Tangyazi's clothes are finished."
Sun stood up and rubbed her sore arms.
The socks in Yang Ruoqing's hands are almost dirty.
"Mom, I'll take care of it, you go over there and take a rest." She said.
"Okay."
Sun sat on the edge of the bed and rubbed her hands there, her fingers were still cold.
Yang Huazhong took Sun's hand and stuffed it into the quilt.
“It’s useless if there is no heating bucket in the house. Everyone is cold and has no place to hide.” He said.
"Ms. Qing'er, how about you ask Lao Wu to help get some wood tomorrow, and I can make a heating bucket?" he asked.
Mr. Sun shook his head: "The warm bucket is good, but it takes a lot of time to make it!"
"You have to plan the wood, get iron bars to hoop, and get wire mesh for the feet. It's hard to say. Five or six days of work..."
"Your legs and feet are not strong yet, and it's not worth it to freeze your legs!" Sun said.
Yang Huazhong was silent, looking at his legs, feeling a little anxious.
Across the table, Yang Ruoqing listened to the conversation between her father and mother.
There was no electricity in ancient times.
No air conditioning, electric heater.
Every winter, every household closes its doors and windows and hides in the warm tub at home to spend the winter.
Yang Ruoqing has seen the warm bucket thing before.
Lao Yang’s family has one.
Displayed in Yang Huamei's house.
It's about half a meter tall and about the same area as a large bathtub.
There is a board to sit on next to the warm barrel, and a brazier is placed at the bottom of the warm barrel.
The fire pit is usually filled with wood chips, pine cones, rice husks and other fuels.
Spread a layer of stove bottom ash on top to block the smoke.
There is a four-cornered wooden frame on top of the brazier, with a grid of barbed wire strung in the middle.
When heating, people sit on stools with their feet stepping on the wire mesh.
Put the old clothes on your legs again, it will feel warm, and the whole winter will pass like this.
(End of this chapter)