Chapter 351 The water must flow slowly (second update)
The doors and windows inside were closed, and it took a while for my eyes to adapt to the dim light inside.
The room was in a mess, and there was a half-finished wooden wedding bed.
There are piles of scattered wood, saws, axes on the ground...
"Qing'er, why are you here?"
The sound came from the small wooden shop on the inside of the house.
Yang Ruoqing followed the sound, and her fifth uncle was half leaning there, looking at her and smiling.
Yang Ruoqing pursed her lips and smiled: "Uncle Wu, how are you feeling right now?"
She walked over to this side and stood in front of Yang Huazhou's bed.
Yang Huazhou said: "It's much better. Uncle Wu is fine, don't worry."
Yang Ruoqing nodded.
But he still leaned down and carefully inspected his arm.
The swelling has completely subsided.
In other injured places on the body, the wounds are also healing.
"Fifth Uncle, you need someone to take care of you. How did grandma arrange it?"
She asked again immediately.
Uncle Wu’s left arm was injured and he had to be fed.
When you wash your face, take a bath, etc., you have to have someone by your side to help twist the veil.
Hearing this, Yang Huazhou said: "Yong Jin has been here before, and he will come around later."
"That's good."
Yang Ruoqing said, and after giving Yang Huazhou a few more words, he turned to leave.
"Qing'er, Uncle Wu wants to ask you something." He called to her.
“What’s the matter?”
“When will Uncle Wu’s arm be able to work?” he asked.
Yang Ruoqing was surprised, looked at the half-made bed on the ground, and understood.
"Uncle Wu, you have a serious fracture in your hand."
"In five days, I will remove the straps for you."
"It's no problem to carry the bowl and get dressed." . ”
“If you want an ax and a saw for carpentry work, it will take a month.”
“A month?”
Yang Huazhou was stunned.
“Today is November 23rd, and your fifth aunt will come in in half a month.”
“Not to mention tables and chairs, my wedding bed was built. Half, how can this be done?"
Yang Huazhou looked anxious.
Yang Ruoqing understood his mood.
In his mid-twenties, he is still single in modern times.
But in ancient times, people could get married and have children at the age of fifteen or sixteen.
Yang Huazhou is an old bachelor who is out of place.
"Whether you are a good chopping wood after sharpening your knife, Fifth Uncle, it is important that you take good care of your arms."
Yang Ruoqing advised.
"My father and uncle will definitely make arrangements for the marriage bed."
After comforting Yang Huazhou, Yang Ruoqing left his house and headed towards the old Luo family.
Yang Huazhong's legs were just healthy, so she went over to help demolish the house. She was a little worried.
As soon as she left Old Yang's house, a bullock cart slowly came towards Old Yang's house.
The driver was a young man.
Two women were sitting on the bullock cart, one of whom was holding a two-year-old boy in her arms.
......
When Yang Ruoqing came to the old Luo family yard, it was very busy inside.
Uncle Chang Geng, Uncle Daniu, and a few men in the village who can do brickwork.
Everyone was busy building bricks and mud there.
Blacksmith Luo was holding a shovel to mix the mud.
The reconciled mud is placed in a small wooden barrel.
Luo Fengtang carried it back and forth to the people laying bricks over there.
After carrying it, he turned back and came to Yang Huazhong's side.
Yang Huazhong was sitting on a stool with a dust-proof twine bag covering his legs.
He held a brick knife in one hand and picked up an adobe brick in the other hand.
Cut off the uneven things on the adobe bricks neatly.
Then place the flattened adobe bricks on one side. "Third uncle, take a rest when you are tired, and I will cut the bricks!"
Luo Fengtang wiped the sweat off his head and said to Yang Huazhong.
Yang Huazhong smiled and shook his head: "My job is the easiest, how can I be tired!"
Luo Fengtang grinned, leaned down and piled the adobe bricks that Yang Huazhong had flattened together.
With both hands, he picked it up and walked away, sending it to Chang Geng and the others over there.
Yang Ruoqing looked at the adobe bricks he held in his arms.
After counting, I received ten yuan at a time.
Each adobe brick is as big as a laptop.
Much thicker than a notebook.
After all, it must weigh dozens of kilograms.
His sleeves were rolled up to his shoulders, and his exposed arms were strong and even.
When exerting force, the wheat-colored muscles became stiff one by one.
Full of masculine wildness and full of explosive power.
"Dad!"
Yang Ruoqing called Yang Huazhong and walked over with a smile.
Luo Fengtang's eyes lit up when he saw Yang Ruoqing coming.
Just as he was about to move away with the bricks, he suddenly stopped.
He picked up two more adobe bricks and put them on top. He gritted his teeth, picked them up and left.
This move did not escape Yang Ruoqing's eyes.
Looking at his back, the corners of her mouth curled up.
You are so bored, but you still have such a strong desire to express yourself?
This guy!
"Qing'er, why don't you sleep more?"
Yang Huazhong asked with a smile.
Yang Ruoqing withdrew her gaze and said to Yang Huazhong: "I've slept well, come here and see if I can help."
"Qing'er, these jobs are dirty and tiring. , you can’t do it.”
Luo Fengtang returned after sending a batch of adobe bricks.
Yang Ruoqing glanced at the hot sweat on his forehead and a large patch of sweat on his chest.
"Go back home quickly, wipe off your sweat, and drink some tea. You will feel weak after sweating so much," she said.
Luo Fengtang shook his head disapprovingly: "It's okay, I'll drink it later when I have a break."
"Qing'er, you have some fun by yourself, I'll do something first."
“Well, okay.”
I saw him leaning down and adding bricks to himself again. This time he added ten bricks, and he actually wanted to add more.
Yang Ruoqing walked over and held down his arm.
"One bite won't make you fat. Just move less and make more trips." She warned.
Luo Fengtang grinned: "It's okay, I have plenty of strength."
Yang Ruoqing rolled her eyes: "You shouldn't use it like this if you have strength, it has to flow slowly."
"Quickly, put a few pieces back. Slowly when you stand up, don't get up to your waist."
Hear her small instructions from the side.
He felt as if he had drunk honey, and there was endless energy in his body.
After a while, Blacksmith Luo came over and asked everyone to take a rest.
“Tangyazi, go to the kitchen to get hot water to make tea for your uncles!”
Blacksmith Luo greeted Luo Fengtang.
Luo Fengtang responded, turned around and entered the kitchen.
After a moment, he came out with a frown on his face.
"Uncle, where has my aunt gone? There is not even a bowl of hot water in the kitchen!"
Blacksmith Luo was stunned for a moment.
"After breakfast, didn't you say you went to make tea? Why didn't you make tea?" he asked.
Luo Fengtang shook his head.
Not only did we not make tea, but we also didn’t wash the dishes and chopsticks we had eaten in the morning!
"Uncle, you smoke some cigarettes with my uncle and the others first, and I'll make tea. It'll be fine in a while."
Luo Fengtang turned around and entered the kitchen.
Blacksmith Luo looked a little embarrassed and took out his dry smoke to greet everyone.
Fortunately, Yang Huazhong and Chang Geng are also honest people.
I didn’t care, I took a cigarette and sat together to rest and talk about the mountains.
Yang Ruoqing said to Yang Huazhong: "I'm going to help Tang Yazi."
After that, he turned around and followed the kitchen.
(End of this chapter)