Chapter 1407: No physical strength (fourth update)
"I will leave tomorrow, and everything in the house will be left to you. Wife, you will have to suffer," he said.
The voice is slightly hoarse.
Yang Ruoqing curled her lips.
"Just concentrate on taking care of the military camp. You don't have to worry about your family. I'm here with you!" she said.
He nodded and stared at her face.
“When I go back to the military camp, I might not be able to come back until the Mid-Autumn Festival in August.”
“There will be more than three months in between. I will miss you. You Remember to think of me too!" he said.
Hearing his childish words, Yang Ruoqing couldn't help laughing.
Her little hand drew circles on his chest, "Well, I will miss you, but I don't allow you to miss me too much."
"Why?" he asked in surprise.
Yang Ruoqing said: "Swords and arrows have no eyes, you are not allowed to be distracted when you are doing things, and you are not allowed to think about me."
"Wait until you lie in bed at night, then you can think a little. I'll take a moment," she said.
So that’s what happened!
Luo Fengtang understood and felt warm in his heart.
He stretched out his arms and hugged her completely.
“I didn’t think it was a big deal when I was single in the past.”
“Now that I have a wife and a warm bed, and I have tasted this warmth, I really can’t live without her.” he said again.
She huddled in his arms and giggled.
……
When Yang Ruoqing woke up in the morning, the place where he had slept was empty.
She raised her hand and touched the place. There was no warmth, which meant that he had been away for a long time.
I still can’t help but blush when I think of the crazy scenes last night.
However, there was a sense of loss in my heart.
Reach out and grab the pillow he slept on and hold it in your arms, smelling the scent he left behind. It seems that he is still around, not across the thousands of mountains and rivers that separate him...
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Parting is for a better reunion.
Yang Ruoqing understands this truth well.
All attachment and dependence only stay in the tent.
When she got out of bed neatly dressed again, she was still the same Yang Ruoqing who was resolute, busy and able to take charge of herself. It’s the rainy season again.
There is light rain every day.
Having learned the hard lessons from last year, at this time this year, everyone is worried when they see that the sky is not sunny.
"Logically speaking, the rain should stop. Last year we had floods and no harvest was harvested. Is it possible that we will suffer another disaster this year?"
"Probably not. Look at the entrance to the village. The water level in the pond has not risen much, and there will be no flooding.”
“Even if the water level rises, there will be no fear of flooding.”
"Why?"
"We have built drainage fortifications in this area. We have vines and melons growing, so they won't be flooded!"
"That's good, that's good!"
"..."
When Yang Ruoqing was having breakfast with Sun, she couldn't help but laugh when she heard Sun relaying the conversation of the villagers who had heard it from outside.
"Once bitten by a snake, I am afraid of well ropes for ten years. Haha, everyone is afraid of drowning," she said.
Sun said: "It's not just them, your father is the same."
"Looking at the rain that has been falling these past few days, your father can't sleep at night, for fear that the rice fields will be flooded again. Yes." said the woman.
Yang Ruoqing smiled and said to Sun, "Mom, tell dad later, just say it was me."
"This year, our area will not be flooded, even if Even if it rains for another ten days and a half, he won’t be flooded. Let him keep his heart in mind!”
...
The rain lingered for another three to five days, and finally it cleared up.
As soon as the sky cleared, everyone seemed to have cleared the clouds and saw the light, and the whole village suddenly became lively.
Farming is busy and cattle are everywhere.
In the fields, on the fields, in the vegetable gardens, in the tea fields behind the village...
By the pond, by the river...
There are busy figures everywhere.
The oil mill at the south end of the village has also opened, and everyone is queuing up to take the rapeseed dried at home to the oil mill for oil extraction.
(End of this chapter)