Chapter 1395 Fighting the Autumn Wind (1st update)
"Mom, what's going on with Sister Lan'er now? I'm afraid she's more than seven months pregnant, right?" Yang Ruoqing asked again.
Sun said: "After Risong and the others went to the capital that day, your sister Lan'er lived alone in the courtyard of Lao Chen's family."
"Your father and the others were worried that she would have no one." He took care of her, and asked her to take care of the widow Li from Lijiacun."
Speaking of this widow Li, Mrs. Sun sighed again.
"I don't know who you followed your cousin Lan'er's temper."
"Widow Li is really a nice person. Life at home was difficult, so she came out to do errands to serve others."
>"Your father and fifth uncle invited her because they knew she was careful and she was from the next village. Coming here is equivalent to coming to help."
"But you, Sister Lan'er, treat Widow Li as a slave."
"It's just a matter of picking a bone. When she didn’t get her way, she beat or scolded Widow Li. ”
"Later, Widow Li couldn't stay any longer, so she came here to ask your father to resign. She didn't give up more than half a month's wages. Your father felt sorry for her and paid for the wages from his own pocket before letting her go," said Sun.
Yang Ruoqing frowned upon hearing this.
"Then who is taking care of Sister Lan'er now?" she asked.
Sun said: "Everyone knows that she is difficult to maintain, and no one wants to take that job."
"She cooks and eats by herself now, otherwise, she will go to her husband The autumn wind blows over there.”
"Ouch!" Yang Ruoqing snorted.
“She really thinks of herself as a person!”
Now that Risong and Xiao Yaxue are back, the courtyard of Lao Chen’s house is going to be lively again.
Poor Xiao Yaxue, I guess one of them will be as big as one or two by now, right?
Hey, every family has its own sutras that are difficult to recite. This is something that Xiao Yaxue has to face and solve herself, and it is not easy for her, Yang Ruoqing, to interfere.
"My aunt's two children are cute now, right? I want to go to the village to see them later!" Yang Ruoqing continued.
Sun said: "They are so cute. Both children are growing up so well."
"I sent the gifts you brought back to Lao Wang's house earlier, and the two boys just happened to go to bed. I’ll go see it with you tomorrow.”
“Well, okay!”
……
For these villagers who have almost never been to Wanghai County, the capital city, where the emperor lives, is unimaginable.
Luo Fengtang, who went to the Jinluan Palace and spoke to the emperor, immediately became the target of their crowds.
The main room of Yang Huazhong's house and outside the main room were full of people who came to listen to the novelty.
On this day, Yang Ruoqing and Luo Fengtang did not go anywhere.
Almost all of them told the villagers who came to inquire about the matter in the capital.
When they went to bed at night, both of them had dry mouths and sore throats.
“I’ve said the same words and the same thing at least fifty times now.”
Luo Fengtang said with a smile.
Some villagers who came before me heard it, and some who came later heard it and had to repeat it.
Yang Ruoqing pursed her lips and smiled: "I'm not much better, my hands are sore just pouring tea and grabbing melon seeds for the ladies."
Hearing this, Luo Fengtang stretched out his hand, "Here, let me rub your arm."
"No need, I'll just take a nap later," she said.
"It will heal faster if you rub it." He said stubbornly.
Seeing him like this, she didn't insist anymore.
"Do you feel comfortable?" After kneading for a while, he asked. "Well, not bad, keep squeezing." She leaned on the pillow and squinted her eyes slightly.
He curled his lips and then pinched them.
She closed her eyes and continued to enjoy the service.
No wonder the ladies from wealthy families like to buy things like maids to beat their legs and rub their shoulders. They are really comfortable.
……
"Sister, the third aunt asked me to ask you when are you going to visit the two twins at my sister-in-law's house?"
In the morning, Xiaohua came here to send a message.
At this time, Yang Ruoqing had just gotten up, and all the bones in her body were falling apart.
After hearing Xiaohua's question, Yang Ruoqing remembered the appointment she had made with Sun yesterday.
"Hua'er, you go to my mother. I'll comb my hair and then go over. Ask her to wait for me," she said.
"Okay."
After Xiaohua left, Luo Fengtang came in from outside.
"Qing'er, did you sleep well last night?" he asked.
Yang Ruoqing glanced at him sideways.
Today, he is wearing an ice-blue long coat, with black hair like a waterfall, picturesque eyebrows, handsome and upright, and majestic.
The corners of the eyes and eyebrows are like a spring breeze.
“This is the most tiring sleep I’ve had in the past three months.” She pouted her lips and turned her head.
Luo Fengtang was stunned for a moment, and then realized what she was referring to.
He laughed, strode behind her, held her shoulders with both hands, and looked at the pair of figures reflected in the bronze mirror.
"I must apologize to you for my husband last night." He whispered.
Do you want to apologize for this kind of thing?
Yang Ruoqing's face was a little red.
He leaned down and pressed his face against her cheek.
“Which family’s handsome daughter-in-law is in this mirror?”
“So fresh and charming,...”
"Go, go, gangster!"
Yang Ruoqing poked him directly on the forehead and pushed him away a little.
“You got an advantage and acted like a good boy, but you started teasing me?” she said angrily.
Luo Fengtang laughed happily.
“Don’t you dare, my wife, come here, I will help you comb your hair and wear flowers.”
"I don't like wearing flowers, it makes me look like a matchmaker!" she said.
"Then I will draw your eyebrows for you!" he said.
Yang Ruoqing thought for a moment, "This can be possible."
The sunlight sprinkled on the window edges in small pieces.
Birds were flying around and singing in the bamboo forest behind the bed.
From time to time, a warm wind blows into the room, lifting the layers of gauze curtains beside the bed.
(End of this chapter)