On the way back, Yang Ruoqing was still thinking about the story between Mrs. Jiang and her lover who set himself on fire.

All I can say is that these two people are destined to have no connection, which is really pitiful.

This is the tragedy of the old society. In this era, 90% of marriages are arranged by parents.

Three matchmakers and six betrothals announced the marriage of the master, the master of heaven and earth, and they were the couples recognized by the orthodoxy.

Concubines, elopements, etc., are not counted. To use a fashionable term, these relationships have no legal effect.

I am glad that I am supported by Sun and Yang Huazhong, parents who are reasonable, understand justice, and love their children extremely.

Thank you, thank you!

…

Sun was going to wash the dirty clothes of Tan and Lao Yangtou, but was stopped by Yang Ruoqing.

"Mom, please rest. It's just a few pieces of clothing. I'll take them to the pond and wash them in a while." Yang Ruoqing said.

Mrs. Sun said: "I'd better go. Your grandma lives a very particular life. Her clothes must be washed carefully. If there is any smell, no one can hold back her temper."

Yang Ruoqing smiled, of course she knew this.

In Lao Yang's family, whenever it was the fourth brother's turn to support her, the fourth aunt would not only be criticized for cooking, but she would also be scolded by Tan for washing clothes.

But Ms. Liu is a relatively honest person. Even if Ms. Tan scolds her, she can still grin and say yes, and still do the same perfunctory next time, which almost makes Ms. Tan angry to death.

So in the end, when it was the fourth room's turn to support, Xiaojuan was assigned to wash all the clothes of Tan and Lao Yangtou.

Mrs. Liu can’t wait to do it!

"Mom, don't worry. I brought soap locust powder and fragrant soap. I guarantee that when I put it on my breasts, the fragrance will spread everywhere. I'm extremely satisfied!" Yang Ruoqing said, and then carried the wooden bucket to the pond.

Washed away.

…

The weather has cleared up, and the busy farming season has begun.

Cutting and threshing rapeseed, followed by cutting and threshing wheat.

During the day, the village is almost empty. Men, women, old and young, adults and children, almost all are busy in the fields.

The adults cut the wheat in front, and the old man and his children followed behind to pick up the wheat grains that fell to the ground.

Don't underestimate the man who is following behind to pick up wheat grains. After a round, he can really pick up half of the gourd scoop in his hand.

After picking up their own wheat fields, everyone went to each other's wheat fields to continue picking up, and everything they picked up belonged to themselves.

After picking for several days in a row, before watering the fields and plowing the cattle, if you are lucky, you can pick up seven or eight kilograms of wheat grains!

The seven or eight kilograms of wheat grains are ground into wheat flour, which is about five or six kilograms of flour and three or four kilograms of wheat bran.

Wheat bran mixed with wild vegetables is used to feed pigs and chickens, and five or six pounds of wheat flour is used to make steamed buns and noodles. It can also support a family of five or six people for several days.

But rich peasants like Yang Huazhong and Luo Tiejiang basically don't have the time to pick it up.

But they are very generous. After threshing the wheat, they will let other villagers pick it up, and they will also leave three to five days for them to pick it carefully.

The cuckoos were singing overhead, the sun was shining warmly, and the fields were bustling with life.

After threshing the wheat, Yang Huazhong worked hard to dispatch his family's team of long-term workers to go to a tree and continue digging the half-dug foundation before, striving to dig out the foundation before the Dragon Boat Festival. The next thing was left to the craftsmen.

They are.

In the afternoon, Yang Ruoqing, Wang Cuilian, Da Sun, Sun, Bao Suyun and other women were waiting to press oil in an oil mill owned by a family in the south of the village. Mianmian suddenly ran over to find her.

"Sister, I heard someone said that they saw my brother-in-law at the carriage shop in Qingshui Town. My brother-in-law is back from the capital!"

Tang Yazi is back?

Yang Ruoqing seemed to hear the sounds of nature!

But when she thought of her mother and the others beside her, Yang Ruoqing quickly took a deep breath, tried hard to suppress her excitement, and tried to make her expression look calmer.

"Who did you listen to? Did that person see clearly?" Yang Ruoqing asked Mianmian.

Mianmian said the name of an uncle from the same village.

"He said that he wanted to go up and say hello, but his brother-in-law was accompanied by other soldiers and officials from the town. He didn't dare to go up and say hello, so he came back first," Mianmian added.

Yang Ruoqing nodded: "Well, it should be that he is back."

Oil was being pressed in the oil mill, which was a bit noisy, but the conversation between Mianmian and Yang Ruoqing was still heard by the Da Sun family next to them.

"Tangyazi has arrived at Qingshui Town, so we'll be home soon. Qing'er, leave this place to us. You go home first and get ready!" Da Sun said.

Yang Ruoqing smiled and said a little sheepishly: "He is not a distant visitor. There is nothing to prepare. The ready-made meals and vegetables at home, as well as bedding, clothes, shoes and socks, have been prepared long ago. I will stay here.

Pressing oil.”

Mrs. Sun smiled with a hint of ridicule, "You'd better go back. You're still absent-minded if you stay here. We'll squeeze your share of rapeseed for you later. Go back!"

Yang Ruoqing is still hesitating.

Mrs. Sun and Wang Cuilian over there also came over. Mrs. Sun was a person who couldn't hold back her words, so she kept talking to them.

Now, they all became happy and urged Yang Ruoqing to go back first.

Wang Cuilian said: "I'm here. You don't need to worry about pressing oil. You go home quickly. Your uncle and your father went to the threshing floor at the south end of the village to thresh wheat. The door to the courtyard of the house is locked.

He's still here, Tangyazi won't be able to enter the house when he comes back later, Qing'er, please stop dawdling and go back first!"

Just like that, under everyone's repeated urging, Yang Ruoqing left first with a blushing face.

After walking out of the gate of the oil workshop and making sure that they were not looking at her behind her, Yang Ruoqing couldn't help but run towards the entrance of the village...

From morning until noon, from noon until afternoon, then in the afternoon until the sun turns west, until dusk gradually sets...

Luo Fengtang still hasn't come back.

During this period, not only Yang Huazhong and the others, but also Lao Suntou, Lao Yangtou, and even Uncle Chang Gen and Uncle Danniu all knew about it.

In the end, almost everyone in the village knew that Luo Fengtang was going home today.

Blacksmith Luo went to the fish pond to catch fish, and then went to the Sun family's meat shed to weigh meat. There was a lot of movement...

Luo Fengtang didn't come back for a long time. Now, everyone was murmuring.

Blacksmith Luo also went to the home of the villager who said he saw Luo Fengtang at the horse and carriage shop in the town, and asked him in detail.

"What did he say?"

As soon as Blacksmith Luo entered the door, Wang Cuilian and Yang Huazhong quickly started asking.

Blacksmith Luo said: "Same as Mianmian, I met Tang Yazi at the carriage and horse shop. At that time, Tang Yazi had a few soldiers with him and was talking with some officials in the town."
Chapter completed!