Wheat-colored skin reveals a wild and toned skin.

The lines are smooth and tight, the shoulders are broad and thick, and the waist is narrow and tight.

In order to cooperate with her wiping, he supported the bed board under him with his arms and lifted his upper body slightly.

This pose is a bit like doing push-ups, with the lines and muscles of the arms in full view.

Yang Ruoqing almost drooled when she saw it.

"Wow, you kid is so good, you really don't have to choose!"

Yang Ruoqing praised without hesitation.

Luo Fengtang: "......"

"It's good-looking, it's material, in our time, you're a male god!"

"What era? What is a male god? Luo Fengtang asked puzzled.

Finding that she had missed her mouth, Yang Ruoqing stuck out her tongue and hurriedly changed her words: "Oh, I mean you were born at the wrong time, otherwise, with your ability, you can do something bigger!" ”

"Hey, hey!" Luo Fengtang grinned.

"I think it's good now, make tofu with Qing'er, and go into the mountains to hunt in your spare time!"

Yang Ruoqing smiled and nodded: "Hehe, I think so too!" ”

The road must be taken step by step.

Rice, take one bite at a time.

Goals must be achieved one after another.

From small to large, low to high.

Everything will get better and better!

……

When Yang Ruoqing finished all this, Luo Blacksmith entered the house with the boiled wild vegetable porridge.

Seeing that Luo Fengtang woke up, his spirit was also better, and Luo Blacksmith's heart was relieved.

He and Yang Ruoqing helped Luo Fengtang sit up together, and put something near the wound, so that he couldn't press it.

Then, Blacksmith Luo said to Yang Ruoqing with a grateful face: "Qing girl, thanks to you!" ”

Yang Ruoqing was embarrassed, "Uncle Luo, I don't dare to be this thanks, Tang Yanzi made it like this to accompany me into the mountain!" ”

Luo Blacksmith said: "You can't say that, you also helped Tang Lingzi, your family is good to Tang Lingzi, he should accompany you into the mountain!" ”

Yang Ruoqing smiled and didn't delve into this issue with Blacksmith Luo.

She put the blouse that Luo Fengtang had just changed into on her arm, "I'll take this dress home to wash it, and then send it over after it is dried and sent over." ”

"I'll just wash it, so how can I ask you to wash it for him?" Locke Blacksmith said.

Luo Fengtang also looked at Yang Ruoqing with a complicated expression, wanting to stop it.

Yang Ruoqing shook her head and said: "There is blood and sweat on this clothes, and they can't be washed with plant ash alone, I have soaphorn powder at home!" ”

Luo Blacksmith and Luo Fengtang still couldn't beat her after all.

Yang Ruoqing told Luo Fengtang a few more words and prepared to leave.

"Qing girl, there is still wild vegetable porridge in the pot, do you want to drink a bowl before leaving?" Blacksmith Luo asked.

"Thank you Uncle Luo, no need, I'm full of food!"

"Done!"

Blacksmith Luo sent Yang Ruoqing to the gate of the courtyard, and Yang Ruoqing waved his hand at him: "Uncle Luo, go back and take care of Tang Lingzi!" ”

"Eh, yes, yes, come over often!"

"Hmm!"

After sending Yang Ruoqing away, Blacksmith Luo returned to the house, with a smile on the corners of his eyes.

Luo Fengtang was sitting on the bed and drinking porridge.

Blacksmith Luo walked over, but he couldn't help but sigh with emotion: "This girl, it's really not bad!" ”

"Capable and sensible, and a bad old man like me is also kind, the more I look at it, the more I like it!"

Luo Fengtang knew who the uncle was praising was.

He put down the bowl in his hand, a proud smile in his eyes.

"Those people in the village said that Qing'er was spicy and not easy to get along with, it was all nonsense. Qing'er is good! ”

Blacksmith Luo listened to his nephew's tone and was happy.

"Tang Yanzi, you have to work harder, such a good girl, you can't miss it, if you miss it, you have to cry for the rest of your life!"

Luo Fengtang blushed: "Uncle, what are you talking about?" Qing'er and I are both young ......"

"It's not in the way! Everyone still has a doll to pro! Blacksmith Luo said loudly.

"You are sixteen, and you will be seventeen after the New Year, you can say that you are close at this age!"

"As for the girl, she is four years younger than you, and she will be thirteen or fourteen years old...... Do you want me to talk to Yang Laosan and his wife? ”

Blacksmith Luo touched his bearded chin and pondered.

As soon as Luo Fengtang heard this, a mouthful of wild vegetable porridge almost squirted out in his mouth!

"Hey, silly boy, look at how happy you are......"

Blacksmith Luo smiled and raised his hand to pat Luo Fengtang's back.

Luo Fengtang blushed, "Uncle, don't go and tell Third Uncle Yang, we, we are not what you see......"

"Not like that? So what? Blacksmith Luo asked.

"You were brought up by me, I can't see what you kid thinks? You're a rare girl! If she is rare, go and propose, otherwise she will be robbed by others! ”

Luo Fengtang lowered his head, his face was red: "Uncle, look at our family, one poor and two white, nothing." Anyway, I have to support this family first, buy some things or something, and think about getting married! ”

Blacksmith Luo was stunned, he didn't expect his nephew to think so thoroughly.

He also turned his head to look at the room, it was really a poor jingle.

"Hey, it's the uncle who has no ability!"

"Don't blame the uncle, the uncle pulled me up, it's not easy!"

Luo Fengtang said.

In order to raise him, the uncle even delayed his own lifelong events.

This kindness is higher than the mountains and deeper than the sea!

"Don't worry, Tang Yanzi, after taking the medicine you bought back these days, my uncle's body and bones have improved a lot."

Luo Blacksmith took the empty bowl in Luo Fengtang's hand and stood up: "The brute force work uncle can't do it anymore, but let's go back to the village and rent a few acres of land from others to do it, and it will still be done!" ”

"When the uncle saves enough money, he will marry you a daughter-in-law!"

……

Lying on the bed at night, Yang Ruoqing told Xiao An a few fairy tales and coaxed him to sleep.

She herself was completely sleepy.

Like a pancake, tossing and turning on the bed.

All I thought about in my mind was the sentence that Luo Fengtang shouted when he was in a coma with a high fever.

"Qing'er, don't go ......"

In order to make it easier to get up at night, the soybean oil lamp on the table is always lit.

Inside the tent, the light was dim.

She took out the pink silk flower pressed under the pillow and put it in front of her eyes to look at it carefully.

The fingertips stroked inch by inch, and the gentle curvature of the corners of her lips was something she couldn't even notice......

This night, in the west wing of the old Luo family under the old maple tree in the west of the village.

Luo Fengtang was lying on the bed with a pair of eyes open.

looked at his hand that was shaken by Yang Ruoqing, and it took a long time to close his eyelids.

Until he fell asleep, there was still a faint smile on the corner of the boy's mouth......

At dawn, Yang Ruoqing got up and was busy boiling pig food.

Pig food is usually wild vegetables mixed with bean dregs, she took the nettle grass that dried some time ago, grabbed a handful of minced grass, mixed it with pig food and boiled together.

In fact, nettle grass is used to feed pigs, but it's good. Pigs tend to gain weight and have smooth fur.