Yang Ruoqing slept for nearly a whole day.

When I woke up after dinner, my body felt much lighter, as if I had been reborn.

But he was no longer lying on the bed, but was carried back to the bed by Luo Fengtang.

"Qing'er, are you awake?"

The fallen curtain was brushed aside by a big hand, and a tall and slender figure came in.

The moment she saw Luo Fengtang, Yang Ruoqing gave him a gentle smile with the corners of her lips curled up.

"How are you? Do you still feel pain?"

He sat down sideways, gently held her hand exposed outside the quilt, and asked softly.

Yang Ruoqing smiled and shook her head: "With General Luo's careful care, especially the bowl of brown sugar and sesame water, I no longer feel pain, and now I feel refreshed."

Luo Fengtang's heart, which had been hanging all day, was finally relieved.

"That's good, that's good!" He nodded slightly and said two words in a row.

Yang Ruoqing sat up, looked outside the tent, and said in surprise: "I slept until the night? What time is it now? Where is my daughter? Where is she?"

Luo Fengtang supported her and said: "You should sleep for a while if you are not feeling well. It is already after dinner. My daughter came over to take a look at you before, but then I sent her to her grandma's room.

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"Didn't she ask anything when she saw me sleeping?" Yang Ruoqing asked curiously.

Luo Fengtang smiled, "Why didn't you ask? After asking a lot, I was afraid that she would wake you up, so I made up an excuse to send her away. At first, she thought you were sick and was very worried. But later I heard

You went to bed when you were tired, but she still left in doubt."

Yang Ruoqing pursed her lips and smiled, her eyes filled with relief.

"I usually like to argue with me about everything, but I didn't expect that I was worried about me in my heart. Well, this girl is not in vain!" she said.

Luo Fengtang said: "Our daughter, like you, has a sharp mouth and a soft heart. She looks like she is showing off her teeth and claws on the outside, but she is actually a kind and upright good child on the inside."

Yang Ruoqing nodded in agreement.

"I can't sleep now, I'm going to the bathroom to wash my face."

She said, change the menstrual belt by the way.

"I'll help you go." Luo Fengtang said.

Yang Ruoqing didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and gently pulled his hand off.

"I'm not that weak, I can just go by myself," she said.

After everything was tidied up, when she came out of the bathroom, Luo Fengtang was standing at the door of the bathroom.

"Are you hungry? I'll keep your dinner warm for you, and I'll bring it to you," he said.

Yang Ruoqing shook her head: "It's the same if I go to the kitchen to eat by myself, but before that, I have to visit my uncle first, and then go to my mother and the baby."

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Blacksmith Luo had officially recovered from his typhoid fever and was able to walk in the fields, walk in the yard, visit Yang Huazhong's house next door, stroll around the village, and inspect the fish pond. It was already mid-May and the plum rain season had arrived.

"It felt like a hole had been opened that day. It had been raining for almost three days in a row, and it never cleared up. The water in the pond at the entrance of the village was all muddy and yellow, and it smelled like mud. It's still...

My family is good, I have water from the well for washing, so my clothes don’t smell."

After breakfast, when Wang Cuilian and Yang Ruoqing's mother-in-law and daughter-in-law were drying clothes in the spacious and ventilated empty room in the backyard, Wang Cuilian said to Yang Ruoqing.

Yang Ruoqing nodded lightly: "If it rains for another two or three days, more than half of the people in the village will have no clothes to change."

Wang Cuilian said: "Isn't it true? Some people were anxious and put their wet clothes on the stove to bake. One of them didn't pay attention, and a hole was burned in the clothes. Now they have nothing to wear."

"If the conditions are a little better, take out the brazier from the winter and put the clothes on it to bake."

"But you have to keep someone by your side at all times, otherwise your clothes will burn if you're not careful. It's a lot of trouble."

Yang Ruoqing listened to Wang Cuilian's words with a smile and patience, and all the clothes in her hands were already drying.

This big room is ventilated, but because it has been raining outside, there is a lot of moisture and water vapor everywhere. Without the sun, it will take some time for these clothes to dry quickly.

And this weather is already summer, and the whole family has to change clothes every day to ensure hygiene.

Therefore, Yang Ruoqing prepared several charcoal braziers here in advance.

The charcoal brazier pots were placed at the four corners of the house. There were no things that could ignite next to them. The fire in the charcoal brazier pots was heated up vigorously, even in the four corners. The temperature and dryness in the entire room rose steadily.

The charcoal in each basin can last for more than an hour. When the fire is out and the charcoal is burned out, just come back and replace it with another batch of charcoal.

Moreover, these charcoals are all fruit charcoal carefully selected by Yang Ruoqing. The smell when burned is not offensive at all, but has a faint fruity fragrance.

Clothing stained with these smells will also smell good and repel mosquitoes and insects.

Of course, the price of this charcoal also stuns many people.

Not to mention farmers, even wealthy families in towns and counties may not be willing to buy this kind of charcoal for heating.

But Yang Ruoqing can afford it, and her family is not short of money!

Luo Fengtang came over holding an oil-paper umbrella.

"If you weren't chatting with uncle in the front yard, what were you doing in the backyard?" Yang Ruoqing asked with a smile while fiddling with the charcoal fire.

Luo Fengtang said: "Uncle said that his illness has completely recovered and he wants to go to Zhoujiacun to see how Goudan is doing."

"Going to Zhoujia Village now? It's still raining!" Wang Cuilian looked at the falling rain outside and said in surprise.

"I just happened to run out to get wet in the rain again. What should I do if it relapses?" The woman's face was full of worry, obviously she did not agree with Blacksmith Luo's actions.

Luo Fengtang actually disagreed.

"I just tried to persuade my uncle, but he couldn't listen. I had no choice. I had to come over and discuss my ideas with you, auntie." He said again.

"Why is this man so uneasy? Let me talk to him!" Wang Cuilian wiped her hands on her body a few times, turned around and walked quickly outside.

Yang Ruoqing also stood up and came to Luo Fengtang. Looking at Wang Cuilian who disappeared in the rain, Yang Ruoqing asked Luo Fengtang: "If aunt can't persuade uncle, what will happen? Are you going too?"

Luo Fengtang said: "I don't trust my uncle to drive there alone in the rain."

That means I have to follow.

Yang Ruoqing nodded: "I hope Auntie can persuade Auntie, even if we wait until the rain lessens before we go. Besides, no news is good news. There should be nothing wrong with the Zhou family!"

Luo Fengtang said: "I also hope it's okay, but my uncle said that he has been feeling anxious since morning. His right eyelid is still twitching. It seems that something bad is about to happen. I'm afraid he won't be able to sit still at home!"
Chapter completed!