Chapter 8642 Overt and Covert Struggle
Wanghai County, Changping Village.
As noon approached, bustling sounds came from outside the yard.
At this time Zheng Xiaoqin had already gone back, changed into red sleeves and was helping Yang Ruoqing hold the baby in the room.
"Listen to this noise, it should be the uncle and the others who are back." Hongxiu said softly, holding Tuantuan in his arms and pacing in front of the bed.
Yang Ruoqing is wiping Yuanyuan's chin. This younger brother has recently learned to blow bubbles. Except when he is asleep, his little mouth never stops. His chin is basically sticky, which is very expensive for his bib.
Hearing what Hong Xiu said, Yang Ruoqing continued to work on her hands and said: "Calculating the time, it's almost time to come back. By the way, come over and help me take care of the baby. What's going on in the kitchen?"
Hongxiu pursed her lips and smiled, "My godmother sent me here to help you take care of the baby. No, Yao Ying is still staying in the kitchen. She is better at serving food than me."
Yang Ruoqing was stunned. He paused and then smiled.
What did Hongxiu think of? She turned to Yang Ruoqing with her arms in her arms and asked in a low voice: "Sister, do these four girls want to marry our Dazhi?"
Yang Ruoqing: "Hey, you can see all this."
Hongxiu said: "Women understand women, what can't you see? It's written on their faces in every move."
Yang Ruoqing hesitated, "The other three are obvious. As for Yao Yue... No way, she is only twelve or thirteen years old, even younger than my baby Luo."
Hongxiu smiled, "Don't underestimate the little thoughts of these girls, the villagers are busy. It's not like people digging in the dirt to fill their bellies, just like those small households in towns. For a family that has no worries about food and clothing, or a family of officials, the back house is in trouble. Take me as an example. The thing I saw most when I was a child was the overt and covert fights between my mother and my father's concubines. "
“The sisters who were born from concubines haven’t learned to walk yet. Well, they were taught by their biological mother how to choose a husband and how to win favor when they grow up. When a person is exposed to these ghosts and tricks the most since childhood, let alone twelve or thirteen years old, even if she is six or seven years old, she will speak and act. It’s probably all purposeful.”
Yang Ruoqing hugged Yuanyuan, gently caressed his back and asked him to lie on her shoulder to eat, looking at Hong Xiu.
"Listen to what you said, that Yao Yue, could it be that the mantis stalks the cicada and the oriole behind it?"
Let her cousin Yao Ying and Huang Guier fight over it first, and I won't Participate and only help Yao Ying fight back against Huang Guier at the appropriate time, showing her generosity and sisterly love.
Hongxiu said: "Everything is possible."
Yang Ruoqing filtered these four girls who coveted her son next to Shun'er in her mind, and finally smiled with relief.
"I think, in the end, this kind of thing still depends on 'fate'. Without fate, there is no point in fighting over it. Without fate, there is no chance of success even if we look at each other."
"Sister, you This future mother-in-law is really mean-spirited, why don’t you get involved?”
“I’m just messing with it, it’s not like I chose to sleep with me. People have great ambitions. When he grows up, let him choose. I am only responsible for providing reference. As long as he makes up his mind, I will actively help him prepare the betrothal gift!”
Yang Ruoqing's words were true. Even for a sick child like Xiao Qiao who had a difficult time with heirs, basically 99% of the mothers-in-law would not like or accept it.
But Yang Ruoqing is different. If Dazhi still insists on marrying Xiao Qiao after understanding the stakes, then she will not hesitate to stand behind him and support him.
Life can be said to be long or short, but the important thing is the experience in the process.
Compared with those interest rates of fame and fortune, if you have a close friend around you who can empathize with you and advance and retreat together, that is also a kind of happiness.
People cannot place their happiness in a single aspect. Spiritual satisfaction is sometimes more important than material things.
At the door, the brother and sister Dazhi and Luo Baobao originally came to the backyard bedroom to meet Yang Ruoqing, but halfway there, Luo Baobao smelled the fragrance wafting from the kitchen, and suddenly became distraught. Putting aside his ambition, he changed his route and ran to the kitchen.
Dazhi entered the bedroom alone. As soon as he reached the window, he heard the conversation between Yang Ruoqing and Hong Xiu.
Especially Yang Ruoqing's last words clearly stated her views on his marriage, which made Dazhi feel very uncomfortable.
Indescribably moved and grateful.
But at the same time, I felt a deep sense of guilt and self-blame.
He didn't have the courage to go in and see his mother at this time, so he quietly turned around and left the bedroom, heading towards his study.
Along the way, he was thinking about the question he had been thinking about for the past few days.
That is, I am still so young, I will only be sixteen after the New Year, so marriage is not very urgent.
What's more, is a man just content with being a mere civil servant?
Although my mother said that rather than pursuing fame and interest rates, she cared more about whether his family was happy and whether there were common topics between the couple.
He admitted that Xiao Qiao was indeed his confidante, and the two of them seemed to have endless topics to talk about together.
However, he is a man, and a man's responsibilities are not only his wife and lover, but also his father, mother, brothers and sisters.
The ambition is moving faster and faster, and the fists in the hands are clenched tighter and tighter.
That decision is already firm in my heart!
He pushed open the door of the study room, sat down in front of the desk, spread out the snow-white paper, and dipped the tip of his pen in ink.
After pondering for a while, he wrote down what he wanted to say to Xiao Qiao on the paper in front of him, hoping that Xiao Qiao would understand!
If she were my close friend, she would definitely understand my difficulties.
Yang Ruoqing did not know that her previous words had invisibly helped Dazhi strengthen his determination and make new and different decisions.
At this time, Tuan Yuan Yuan was sleepy, and she and Hong Xiu were busy putting the two little ones into the cradle.
Try not to take children outside during this season. The temperature outside is too low, and children have weak immunity and are prone to catching colds.
Moreover, there are no vaccines for children in this era. Smallpox, chickenpox and other things that are nothing in later generations may destroy a child in this era.
In Changping Village, many people are nicknamed Mazi.
Most people who are called pockmarked have the sequelae of smallpox or chickenpox when they were children.
There are also many people called Leizitou.
Sores on the head, shingles, etc. In short, small problems that could be solved with a bottle of ointment in later generations are all difficulties that medicine has not overcome in this era.
Although Yang Ruoqing is a time traveler, her abilities are limited. It would be good to use the knowledge of later generations to tinker with common typhoid medicines, sore medicines, and daily care items to make money and make a fortune.
Unlike some time travellers, who bring their own space, there are all kinds of medical equipment in the space. After completing the mission, the system can also reward various advanced medicines for future generations. The golden finger is even thicker than Optimus Prime.
(End of this chapter)