Yang Ruoqing is still very satisfied with her sketching skills.
After all, the organization in the previous life picked her up and invested a lot of resources in her in order to train him into a dagger.
He is involved in all aspects of music, chess, calligraphy and painting.
However, when it comes to cooking and knitting celebrities, since this is a modern society, the organization will naturally not be so strict.
If she and her organization are from this local time and space, then Yang Ruoqing feels that her identity should be...
The courtesan who is proficient in music, chess, calligraphy and painting, and is a good cook. The courtesan is more powerful than the embroiderer in the palace!
Okay, let’s not criticize anymore. Anyway, I sent this sketch paper to Luo Fengtang in his family letter. There were no cameras in this era, so he couldn’t see the photos of the children in time to relieve his longing.
Well, the same goes for her sketching, so that he can see the current state of the children, which is very good, very good.
By the time all this was done, it was already light outside the window.
Guessing that her aunt would get up and cook breakfast in half an hour, Yang Ruoqing figured that she would go to bed immediately and could still sleep for more than an hour, including the time to cook breakfast.
That’s almost three hours, okay.
She washed her face and lay down on the bed. As soon as her face touched the pillow, she immediately fell into a deep sleep.
In her dream, she came to a strange and bizarre world.
There are many absurd plots, and I also dream about Tuantuan and Yuanyuan when they grow up.
In a daze, she seemed to hear everyone shouting 'Mother'.
Then he touched her face with his little hands...
Yang Ruoqing was half asleep and half awake, her eyelids were too heavy to open, but she could still tell that the little hand was round based on her feeling.
Because the little round hands are so fleshy, no matter how you wash them, there is always a faint milky smell that cannot be washed away.
But my brother's little hands were very clean and smelled only of spicy food.
And she is thinner and more delicate in comparison.
Yang Ruoqing raised the corners of her mouth slightly, preparing to catch the little hand that was causing trouble on her face.
Then, I heard the aunt Wang Cuilian lower her voice, as if she was coaxing the two little guys.
Then, the rustling sound of dressing was heard in the ears. Soon, the sound gradually disappeared, and the two little guys seemed to be taken out of the bedroom by Wang Cuilian.
Before leaving, Yang Ruoqing vaguely seemed to hear Wang Cuilian saying: "Qing'er, please sleep a little longer, I'll leave the pot for you for breakfast, don't be in a hurry."
"Thank you, aunt..."
Yang Ruoqing was not sure whether she had said her words of gratitude out loud, or whether she was thinking about it in her heart and not saying it out loud.
Anyway, when their grandparents and grandchildren left the dormitory, the dormitory became quiet again.
Yang Ruoqing turned over, hugged the soft and comfortable quilt, turned sideways and fell asleep...
This time, her dream was not bizarre.
In the dream, her thoughts were very clear.
She dreamed that she was sweeping the yard of her parents' house next door, and a strange woman came in asking for tea.
Yang Ruoqing gave her a bowl of tea.
The woman's accent sounded like she was from Mianniu Mountain, and she dressed like a mountain person.
She has a beautiful face, very feminine features, and a good figure. She giggles when she smiles, and her voice is very clear.
"Sister, I'm tired from traveling and I want to ask you for some hot tea."
Yang Ruoqing put down her broom and turned back to the main room to bring him a bowl of tea.
The other party took a few sips and said to Yang Ruoqing: "Thank you very much, sister Qing'er. I have traveled several miles and am very thirsty. I feel refreshed after drinking this tea."
Yang Ruoqing smiled, suddenly realized something, and asked the other party: "Sister-in-law, which village are you from? How do you know my name?"
The other party smiled and said, "I came from the mountains, and I am a neighbor of your grandma's family. You don't recognize me, but I have seen you!"
Are we neighbors to my mother-in-law’s family?
It seems that this sister-in-law is from Sunjiacun?
Although the Sun family had moved from Sunjiagou to the outside of the mountain many years ago, Yang Ruoqing instinctively felt some intimacy with the folks from Sunjiagou.
Especially when the woman begging for tea said that she was a neighbor near Grandma Ga's house, the word Ga Po made Yang Ruoqing feel even more intimate.
Ga Po, Ga Po, this is a name I have only called in my dreams for many years!
After the woman finished drinking the tea, she looked at the tea bowl in her hand and said, "This tea bowl is so beautiful. I have had a few more children in my family recently, and I just need a bowl for eating."
"Sister Qing'er, can you give me this tea bowl?"
Yang Ruoqing took a look at the tea bowl. It was not worth much, and since she was from close to Grandma Ga's house, she nodded readily: "Okay."
The woman took the tea bowl in her hand and was very happy. Before leaving, she did not forget to say to Yang Ruoqing: "Your mother-in-law knows that your parents have gone to the capital, and she is very concerned about you. If you have time, go back and see you." Po!"
"ah?"
"Also, your mother-in-law's house is leaking. Go tell your aunt and others and ask them to repair the house."
Repair the house?
Could it be that Ga’s mother-in-law’s old house in Sunjiagou was damaged?
"Your mother-in-law is a nice person. We have been neighbors for several years. She never forgets to take care of my children whenever she gets something delicious. The old lady's house leaks and is not easy to live in. You servants have to think Think of something..."
What and what?
The woman's words made Yang Ruoqing feel dizzy.
"Sister-in-law, my aunt's house lives across the street. I'll take you over there and you can identify me? Can you tell me in person if you have anything to say?"
The woman waved her hands repeatedly, "No, no, the pig butcher at your aunt's house is too murderous. I'm too lazy to go!"
As the woman spoke, she put the tea bowl in her hand into the basket hanging in her arm, and turned out of the courtyard door.
Yang Ruoqing didn't think anything of it. Many women and children in the village didn't dare to go to Sun's house to play.
It is probably because my uncle and aunt have been raising and killing pigs for many years, and this momentum has been influenced by them for a long time.
This sister-in-law didn't dare to go there as a guest, which was not surprising in itself.
However, when Yang Ruoqing followed her to the door of the yard, she saw something hanging down behind the woman, and her head was struck as if struck by lightning.
But when she opened her eyes suddenly, she found that she was still lying on the bed, still covered with a quilt.
Outside the dormitory, the faint laughter of Tuan Yuan Yuan and the others playing together could be heard. From the sound, it seemed that Zheng Xiaoqin had brought her daughter Jiang Lan over, and the three children were playing house.
Yang Ruoqing raised her hand to wipe her face and found a layer of cold sweat on her forehead.
Damn it.
Isn't this too scary?
An ordinary-looking sister-in-law turned around, and a fluffy tail trailed behind her!
At first glance, Yang Ruoqing thought the big feather duster the other party bought had accidentally dropped on the ground!
I was just about to give you a kind reminder.
I looked up and saw, oh my god, I woke up with a fright, and there was a cold sweat on my forehead!
