As soon as the two of them arrived at the gate of the backyard, they heard a loud baby cry from inside the yard.

Luo Fengtang was stunned.

Yang Ruoqing came back to her senses, and then explained to him with a confused face: "Oh, my fourth aunt was giving birth when I went out, and the child just landed!" ”

"Oh!" Luo Fengtang nodded.

He remembered that the fourth aunt of the Yang family who intercepted him at the mouth of the alley last time did have a big belly.

"Qing'er, where do these cattails hang?" He asked.

"Just put it under the wall where I put firewood!" Yang Ruoqing said.

This trip was split up, except for the three rooms with thatched roofs that were rebuilt.

Lao Yang's house is half of the house used to stack firewood and grass, and all of them are wooden!

It was still the day when the fifth uncle was enthusiastic and built a pigsty for their family.

By the way, a few boards were erected under the base of the wall on the other side.

It is used to store the loose hairs that have been brought back.

So the two men went into the courtyard, and in the courtyard there was an empty stool.

Old Yang Tou and Yang Huamei are gone.

Even the two daughters of the Liu family and Xiao An also left.

Yang Ruoqing said in her heart, they must have been attracted by the baby's cry.

"Tang Lingzi, put them on the wooden board here and dry them first, and then I will move them under the wooden board and store them when they are dry!"

She pointed to the open passage where the firewood was stored.

"Hmm!"

Luo Fengtang walked over and spread the damp cattails on the wooden board.

After doing all this, he turned around and came to the well to watch Yang Ruoqing clean the turtles.

"How do turtle nails use medicine? Is it cut and done? ”

He asked, standing behind her.

Yang Ruoqing buried her head in carefully cleaning the turtle in her hand, and shook her head when she heard the words.

"I have to wash it and steam it in a pot."

"When it's cooked, cut off its flesh."

"The remaining piece of turtle shell has to be brushed off with a brush to get rid of the flesh and skin."

"Finally, it is exposed to the sun, and it is sunburned until there is no peculiar smell, and then it is pounded into powder and kept for later use!"

Luo Fengtang scratched his head: "Just listening to you, my brain is not enough." It's not easy for you to do it. ”

Yang Ruoqing grinned.

Soon, the turtle was washed.

Here, there was a coughing sound from Yang Huazhong's house.

Luo Fengtang said: "The third uncle is afraid that he will wake up?" I'll see him go! ”

"Well, there you go!"

Yang Ruoqing took the turtle to the stove room to serve.

It is a laborious task to cut the flesh from under the hard shell.

Moreover, it is also a test of knife skills and finger dexterity.

But I thought of this turtle meat scraped off, put it in a small tea pot and put it in the stove to simmer.

The simmered soup was nutritious and delicious, and Yang Ruoqing's patience returned.

After some meticulous care, the skin and flesh were finally successfully separated from the shell.

She put the whole shell on the steaming tray of the small pot and steamed.

And he chopped up the flesh that had been separated.

This turtle is not big, and the flesh scraped off is at most three or two weights.

She put the turtle meat into a small tea pot, cut some ginger shreds in it, and then sealed the lid and stuffed it into the stove.

The small tea pot is resistant to high temperatures, and when you cook a night meal, you will be able to drink delicious turtle soup tomorrow morning.

After doing all this, Yang Ruoqing came to the door of Yang Huazhong's house.

The door was found to be closed.

There was a faint sound of water flowing inside.

Yang Ruoqing guessed that it should be that the father was holding his pee, and the old lady went to the front yard again, and Da An and Xiao An were not there.

Luo Fengtang brought a night pot to his father and waited for him to pee.

Yang Ruoqing waited outside the house and did not enter immediately.

I suddenly remembered what the old lady said.

Tang Lingzi is both diligent and able to bend down......

He's really like that!

is not his own father, and he is willing to do such things as urine.

Not bad!

Soon, Luo Fengtang's voice came from the house: "Uncle, you go to sleep, I'll go and pour out the night pot first." ”

"Tang Yanzi, you can do it under the bed, how can you do all this dirty work?"

The man's voice revealed a little gratitude.

Luo Fengtang said: "It's nothing, when my uncle was sick, I had to run to the toilet several times a day to pour the night pot!" ”

The sound of footsteps came towards the door of the house, and Yang Ruoqing hurriedly dodged into the stove room.

When Luo Fengtang finished pouring the night pot, he came out of Yang Huazhong's house again.

Yang Ruoqing stood at the door of her room and beckoned to him with a smile.

"Tang Yanzi, you come to my house." She said.

"What's wrong?" He asked, standing still but not moving.

Qing'er is a girl, a girl's boudoir, and a boy can't enter casually.

Being seen by others has a bad reputation for Qing'er.

Over there, Yang Ruoqing seemed to be able to see what he was embarrassed about.

She walked over and grabbed his arm and dragged him straight to her room.

"If you want to come, you'll come, what's the matter?"

She dragged and said, "In my house, the two younger brothers will come in in a while, and they are rolling all over the bed, there are no taboos!" ”

Luo Fengtang was dragged into Yang Ruoqing's house.

It was the second time he had come back to her house.

The first time was that night a long time ago, when I came to have dinner.

She dragged her into the room to measure her feet.

It was night, and the lights were dark, and I was nervous, and I didn't dare to look at what was going on in this house.

This is a blue sky and a white day, and he finally sees what Qing'er's house looks like.

The house was not big, a little smaller than his own.

The four walls were covered with yellow mud, with wooden stakes on the walls, straw hats and some sieves.

There was very little furniture in the house.

In the corner of the wall was a washstand, separated by a wooden basin with a white-washed handkerchief on the side of the basin.

Sitting on the north and facing south, there was a small bed, and the burlap tent hanging on the bed was washed yellow.

On the bed, the patched quilt was folded like the tofu blocks she made.

There was also a pillow pressed on it.

The sheets were old, but they were smoothed and had no wrinkles.

Under the bed, a pair of cloth shoes and a pair of straw shoes are neatly placed.

The whole room was dry and tidy, let him take a look around, and the whole person was several times more energetic!

"Qing'er, I don't think I'm going to go in, there is mud on my feet, and I will stain your house later......"

After Luo Fengtang entered the door, he stopped after taking two steps, refusing to go any further.

Hearing this, Yang Ruoqing looked down at the big feet he had put in his straw shoes.

There is still mud left in the pond on my toes!

She smiled: "It's okay, I called you in to let you wash your feet well!" ”

"What?"

He was stunned, and before he could fully understand what she meant, he was pushed forward by her.

"Qing'er ......"

As soon as he opened his mouth, she sat down on the edge of the bed by the shoulder.

"Don't move!" She said.

Turning to the washstand, he came to the bed with another basin of steaming water.

"Here, take off your shoes and burn your feet!"

She stood aside and said in a commanding tone.

Luo Fengtang looked at the steaming basin in front of him, a little crying and laughing.

"Qing'er, I can just get some cold water for this foot to shower, then it will be so troublesome......" he said.

"No!" Yang Ruoqing said.

"There is cold air in the pond, and there are many acupuncture points on the soles of the feet. You've got to boil your feet hot to get rid of the cold! She said categorically, and her tone could not be refused.