"Su Yun's brother and sister-in-law have been married for several years, but they have not been able to raise a son and a half daughter."

"Three years ago, Su Yun's father was sick again, and the old man was still hanging about his eldest grandson before leaving, so he couldn't turn a blind eye."

"Coincidentally, less than a year after Su Yun's father left, Su Yun's sister-in-law gave birth to a grandson to the old Bao family."

"It's the big treasure that the first two **** and Qing'er Da'an saw in the shop. Qing'er, Da'an, do you remember? ”

Yang Ruoqing and Da'an nodded in unison.

Why don't you remember?

The kid was so impressed by his mother's beating that he was all over the head.

"Su Yun's body is not very good, her brother and sister-in-law are working in the field, Da Bao'er is Su Yun when she is young, and she has a deep relationship with her, and she can't leave for a moment!"

Yang Huazhou continued.

Between the lines, it is all about how Bao Suyun is kind-hearted.

When the meal was finished and Yang Huazhou left satisfied, Yang Huazhong breathed a sigh of relief.

"Old five, this time, the marriage is really moving, I have never seen him say so much today!" He sighed.

Sun, who was cleaning up the dishes and chopsticks on the table, also smiled, "One thing drops one thing, I heard him say this, that Miss Bao should be not bad, she will be a girl, and she will be a mother in the future, and the two of them are very right." ”

Yang Huazhong nodded: "I hope so." ”

Here, Yang Ruoqing, who was sitting there drinking tea, didn't say anything.

Love makes people blind, and Yang Huazhou is like this now.

Forget it, she reserves her opinion, life is theirs, and everyone has to bear the consequences of their choices in the end.

Putting down the tea bowl in her hand, she said to Yang Huazhong and Sun: "Dad, mother, I'll go out and come home when I have dinner." ”

"Qing'er, the soybeans have already been soaked, are you waiting for your family to push and grind, or is your mother pushing first?" Sun asked.

Yang Ruoqing was stunned, and then remembered that it was the day to send tofu again.

"Let's wait for my family to grind soy milk."

After explaining, she picked up the remaining powder and hurriedly left the house.

On the way to Lao Luo's house, Yang Ruoqing was thinking about things in her heart.

She likes this tofu very much.

Send tofu, and the payment will be paid.

The sound of the copper plate ringing is the most beautiful sound in the world!

It's just that these fifty catties of tofu are also troublesome to transport to the town.

What's more, in the future, she can't just make tofu, but also extend to other similar products such as dried tofu and tofu bubbles.

In this way, you can earn more.

Changping Village is thirty miles away from Qingshui Town.

Shoulder-to-shoulder? It's too strenuous!

Catching up with the wind and rain is even more of a toss.

It is necessary to resort to transport.

But every time I go to Uncle Niu's house to borrow a wheelbarrow, it's not a long-term solution!

It seems that this means of transportation cannot be saved, so it has to be purchased quickly.

Who to ask for?

The first person that flashed in Yang Ruoqing's mind was the fifth uncle, Yang Huazhou.

The fifth uncle can do carpentry work, and in his spare time, he also goes to other people's homes to help.

Go back and talk to him, see if he can spare some effort to make a wheelbarrow push?

Thinking all the way, I arrived at Lao Luo's house before I knew it.

A round of sun hung halfway up the mountain to the west, and the thatch on the roof of the old Locke's house looked like gilded edges.

Yang Ruoqing walked into the courtyard and shouted twice towards the opposite house.

There was no response, and Blacksmith Luo didn't seem to be at home.

She then walked into Luo Fengtang's house again.

On the bed, patched quilts were piled up in the corner of the bed, but there was no one in sight.

This kid, did he go to the toilet?

Yang Ruoqing was muttering in her heart, when a clanging sound came from the back of the house.

It was like a hammer hitting a stake, and occasionally there was the sound of a saw sawing through the wood.

This kid, his injuries are still healed, and he is secretly working again?

It's really worry-free!

With a sneer in her heart, Yang Ruoqing turned around and walked out of the house, looking for the back of the house quickly.

At the back of the house, the boy was busy among a pile of neatly planed wooden stakes.

When Yang Ruoqing arrived, he was leaning over to pick up a half-arc piece of wood on the ground, pondering what to do.

"You kid, why can't you be idle for a moment?"

The girl's crisp voice came from her side.

Luo Fengtang was stunned for a moment, and then turned around.

I saw Yang Ruoqing with her hands on her hips, staring at him with her cheeks puffed out.

In the sunset, the girl's face was flushed.

The bulging cheeks look like two ripe red apples, which are very cute.

Luo Fengtang's eyes flashed with surprise.

He hurriedly put down what he was holding and stepped out of the pile of wooden stakes of different lengths and thicknesses on the ground.

"Qing'er, why are you here?"

He asked with a smile.

"I'll come and arrest you to see if you don't listen to me, and sure enough...... Hum! ”

She deliberately grinded her teeth, looking fierce and vicious.

Luo Fengtang was surprised, then scratched his head and grinned.

"I'm rough and thick-skinned, not as delicate." He said.

"No matter how rough your skin is, you won't be beaten with iron!" She said.

Luo Fengtang didn't gnaw, still scratching his head and smirking.

"What are you smiling at? Sister, I'm not scaring you, the wound is stretched again, and for ten and a half months, I have to take a jar to take the pee! ”

The smile on Luo Fengtang's face instantly petrified, and his face turned red.

Yang Ruoqing was still standing in front of him, pulling down her face and reprimanding him with a straight look.

Only then did Luo Fengtang understand that his actions really angered Qing'er.

Qing'er counted him so harshly because she was worried about him and for his good.

Looking at the girl's open and closed little mouth, Luo Fengtang's eyes were warm.

"Qing'er, you're right, it's my fault."

He smiled and nodded repeatedly, "If you want to train me, go back to my room and sit down and train slowly, it's very dirty here......

Yang Ruoqing pursed the corners of her lips and said angrily: "Your house is even more messy, like a dog kennel, and the quilt is not folded!" ”

Luo Fengtang is full of black lines.

said so, but Yang Ruoqing still took the initiative to pull Luo Fengtang's arm and pulled him back to the front room.

As soon as he stepped into the door of the West House, Luo Fengtang went straight to his bed.

The boy leaned down over his tall body, pulled up the messy quilt with both hands, and shook it away vigorously.

Obviously, the arms are thick and strong, and hundreds of pounds of things can be easily lifted, and the atmosphere is not breathing.

Obviously, this quilt is thin and small, weighing less than five or six pounds.

However, he can take care of this end but not the other.

The quilt was in his hand, and the more it was folded, the more messy it became, and the hot sweat on his head became more and more.

Yang Ruoqing stood leaning against the end of the bed, smiling at his quilt.

originally wanted to give him a chance to exercise, but she couldn't stand it anymore.

"Hey, you'd better let go of this quilt and let me come!"

She sighed, shook her head, and walked over to take the quilt from him.

"Boy, watch, learn!"

She threw a glance at him, enough to hook the corners of her lips.

He blushed and stepped aside, staring intently.

He watched as she easily shook them away, patted the dust off them, and folded them neatly in half.

The quilt that made him scramble on the bed, in her hands, had no temper at all.

In the end, it was folded squarely, just like the tofu she made.