Seeing Yang Ruoqing's tough attitude, Luo Fengtang was slightly stunned.

He then grinned: "Qing'er, don't be annoyed, I'm hot!" ”

The boy said, leaning down to take off his sandals.

Then, a little embarrassed, he put the big feet that were still stained with mud into the hot water basin in front of him.

Cold feet, wrapped in warm hot water.

He couldn't help but let out a comfortable sigh!

"What's going on? Scalding hot water on your feet will warm you all over, right? ”

Yang Ruoqing asked with a smile on the side.

Luo Fengtang nodded.

Yang Ruoqing squatted down, took a handful of hot water with his hand, and poured it on his calf exposed on the water.

"The rich take good medicine, and the poor soak their feet more."

"In the winter, you remember to soak your feet in hot water every night before going to bed."

"It's warm, it's not easy to get sick, remember?" She admonished.

Luo Fengtang nodded vigorously.

This time, my feet are not cold, and my heart is warm!

Taking advantage of his quiet soaking, Yang Ruoqing came outside the house with his pair of straw shoes.

I knocked off the dust and brought it back again.

She leaned down and felt the temperature of the water with her fingers.

"Well, it's almost, I'll wipe it up for you." Yang Ruoqing said.

She rolled up her sleeves and squatted down to twist the veil.

was stopped by Luo Fengtang.

"Qing'er, how can I ask you to wipe it? I'll do it myself! ”

He said, and couldn't help but snatch the veil from her hand.

Yang Ruoqing's eyes flashed slightly.

In this era, men are inferior to women, and men are naturally accustomed to being served by women.

Especially in this countryside, the feet of men in every household are washed with the help of women.

Even before Yang Huazhong broke his leg in the past, the foot was washed with Sun's help.

Now that I'm injured in bed, it's even more so.

Everyone is used to this.

Yang Ruoqing went to twist the handkerchief, but she just wanted to test Luo Fengtang.

At this moment, I saw that he had neatly wrung out the veil and wiped his feet there.

She pursed her lips and nodded secretly.

Seeing her smiling and looking at him wiping his feet, he grinned and smiled a little embarrassedly.

"My feet stink to death, and I turn around and stain your veil......"

Yang Ruoqing grinned: "Then next time, you remember to accompany me for ten things!" ”

Luo Fengtang: "......".

"Hehe, what about teasing you, whose handkerchief is not used to wash your face and wipe your feet?"

She smiled and said, "Just wash it when it's dirty." ”

Seeing that he was barefoot and about to slip into the straw shoes, she stopped him again.

"You wait and then put on your shoes, I'll help you find a pair of socks!"

He wanted to say no, but Yang Ruoqing had already walked out of the house quickly after saying that.

Soon, she turned back into the house with an extra pair of black men's socks.

There are still patches on the socks.

"This is my father's socks, your feet are estimated to be about the same size, you can take them and wear them first!"

She handed the socks to Luo Fengtang.

Luo Fengtang didn't take the socks.

"You gave me the socks, what did the third uncle wear when you turned around?" He asked.

"My dad still has a pair, you wear this pair first, it's not good to be barefoot all the time in winter!" She said.

Luo Fengtang finally couldn't resist Yang Ruoqing and took the socks.

Look at his slightly clumsy look when he wears socks.

Yang Ruoqing couldn't help but laugh a little.

"Tang Yanzi, you wore it backwards, and that one was stepped on the heel."

She reminded from the side.

Luo Fengtang made a big red face.

"Hehe, don't hide it from Qing'er, I look so big, it's the first time I've worn socks!" He said.

"Huh?"

Yang Ruoqing was stunned, thinking that she had misheard.

But she knew he was a man who couldn't lie.

If you say you haven't worn it, you really haven't worn it.

When you think about it, you can understand it.

With his former family background, it would be nice to be able to eat a full stomach, and not to be naked!

What's more, in this country, there are many poor people who don't wear socks.

"It's okay, you wear these socks first, and I'll get the rag head when I get back, and I'll make you two pairs!" She said.

Luo Fengtang didn't make a sound, buried his head and put on his socks seriously.

Qing'er said she wanted to make me socks?

From now on, I can wear my own socks?

Luo Fengtang's heart fluctuated.

When he was a child, on snowy days, he pulled firewood in the snow barefoot.

When he saw Chen Hu and Chen Xiong of the same age in the village, they were wearing socks and shoes made by their mothers, he was envious to death!

Go home and ask Uncle Na.

The uncle touched his head and sighed.

"Tang Yanzi, uncle can't do the work of those women's families!"

"When you grow up and marry a daughter-in-law, you will be able to wear socks and shoes!"

Now, he also has his own new cloth shoes.

Now I'm wearing socks again.

And all of this was given by the girl in front of her!

Luo Fengtang's face was full of emotion, and his fingers in socks couldn't help but tremble slightly.

Putting on socks and shoes, Luo Fengtang stood up.

He felt warm.

Leaning over to pick up the basin of water on the ground, he poured it into the courtyard.

"Qing'er, if there is nothing to do, I will go home first!" He said.

Yang Ruoqing nodded: "Cheng, then you go first." ”

After Luo Fengtang left, Yang Ruoqing took the door of the house, planning to go to the front yard to find her mother and two younger brothers.

Before he could turn his heels, there was a sudden commotion in the courtyard in front of him.

It was Liu's hysterical cry.

The voice screamed so violently that it was like killing a pig.

Hearing this, Yang Ruoqing's eyebrows jumped.

It's hard to imagine that a woman who has just given birth has the strength to be like that!

She raised her feet and ran towards the front yard, and before she turned the corner of the stove room of Lao Yang's house, she almost collided with Da'an and Xiao'an, who ran over.

"Ah, what are you two doing running so fast? What about the mother? Yang Ruoqing asked.

Da'an panted and said to Yang Ruoqing: "Sister, don't go over this time, the fourth uncle is beating the fourth aunt there!" ”

"Huh?"

Yang Ruoqing was so shocked that her jaw almost fell to the ground.

"Why did the fourth uncle beat the fourth aunt?" She asked hurriedly.

"I don't know!" Daan shook his head.

"A few of us are playing outside the house, and my mother and grandmother are in the fourth aunt's house."

"The fourth uncle came back from outside, pulled us away and rushed in, and beat the fourth aunt."

"We were so scared that we ran back!"

Da'an finished speaking in one breath, and his face was still a little shocked.

Yang Ruoqing nodded.

"Cheng, then you guys are playing at the door of your house, and I'll go over and pick up my mother back!"

……

When Yang Ruoqing arrived at the front yard, the front yard had become a mess.

Lao Yang stood at the door of Liu's house with his hands behind his back, and roared into the house with a face that was darker than the bottom of the pot.

"Fourth, you brute, what do you have to say, your daughter-in-law just gave birth to a child, you give me ...... stop"

The roar of the old Yang head was soon covered by the noise in the house.

Tan's scolding, Sun's persuasion, Liu's howl.

There are also the cries of two cousins in the fourth room, mixed together.

Yang Ruoqing approached the past, but she didn't hear the voice of her fourth uncle Yang Huaming.

The door was hidden, and she peeked through the crack in it.

The picture inside startled her.