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Chapter 1412 No Physical Strength

"I'm leaving tomorrow, and everything in the house will be left to you. Wife, you will have to suffer," he said.

The voice is slightly hoarse.

Yang Ruoqing curled her lips.

"You just need to concentrate on taking care of things in the military camp. You don't have to worry about your family. I'm here with you!" she said.

He nodded and stared at her face.

"When I go back to the military camp, I might not be able to come back until the Mid-Autumn Festival in August."

"It will be more than three months. I will miss you, and you must remember to miss me too!" he said.

Hearing his childish words, Yang Ruoqing couldn't help but laugh.

She drew circles on his chest with her little hand, "Well, I will miss you, but I don't allow you to miss me too much."

"Why?" he asked in surprise.

Yang Ruoqing said: "Swords and arrows have no eyes, you are not allowed to be distracted when doing things, and you are not allowed to think about me."

"When you lie in bed at night, you can think about me for a little while," she said.

That’s what happened!

Luo Fengtang understood and felt warm in his heart.

He stretched out his arms and took her into his arms.

"I used to be single, so I didn't think anything of it."

"Now that I have a wife, a warm bed, and a taste of this warmth, I really can't live without her," he added.

She huddled in his arms and giggled.



When Yang Ruoqing woke up in the morning, the place where he had slept was empty.

She raised her hand and touched the area. There was no warmth at all, which meant that he had been away for a long time.

Thinking of the crazy scenes last night, I still can't help but blush.

However, there was a sense of loss in my heart.

She reached out and grabbed the pillow he had slept on and held it in her arms, smelling the scent he left behind. It seemed that he was still around, not across the thousands of mountains and rivers that separated her...

Parting is for a better reunion.

Yang Ruoqing understands this truth well.

All attachment and dependence only stay in the tent.

When she got out of bed neatly dressed again, she was still the same Yang Ruoqing who was resolute, busy and able to take charge of herself.

It’s the rainy season again.

It rains lightly every day.

Having learned the hard lessons from last year, at this time this year, everyone is worried when they see the sky not clearing up.

"Logically speaking, the rain should stop. Last year we had floods and no harvest. Is it possible that we will suffer another disaster this year?"

"Probably not. Look, the water level in the pond at the entrance of the village hasn't risen much. There won't be a flood."

"Even if the water level rises, we are not afraid of flooding."

"Why?"

"We have built drainage fortifications in this area. We have vines and melons growing there, so they won't be flooded!"

"That's good, that's good!"

"..."

When Yang Ruoqing was having breakfast at Sun's place, she couldn't help but laugh when she heard Sun relaying the conversation of the villagers that she heard from outside.

"Once bitten by a snake, I will be afraid of well ropes for ten years. Haha, everyone is afraid of drowning," she said.

Sun said: "It's not just them, your father is the same."

"Looking at the rain that has been falling these past few days, your father can't sleep at night for fear that the rice fields will be flooded again," the woman said.

Yang Ruoqing smiled and said to Mrs. Sun, "Mom, when you talk to dad later, just say it was me who said it."

"This year, our area will not be flooded. Even if it rains for another ten days and a half, it will not be flooded. Let him rest assured!"



The rain lingered for another three to five days, and finally it cleared up.

As soon as the sky cleared, everyone seemed to see the light through the clouds, and the whole village suddenly became lively.

Farming is busy and cattle roam everywhere.

In the fields, on the fields, in the vegetable gardens, in the tea fields behind the village...

By the pond, by the river...

There are busy figures everywhere.
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