Chapter 10552

Style: Romance Author: peak light rainWords: 2192Update Time: 24/01/11 20:11:23
There were also many enthusiastic villagers who wanted to come over and help Yang Ruoqing lead the mule cart, but Yang Ruoqing politely declined.

Both the mules and the cart are owned by the family, so I am sure I will take care of them myself for peace of mind. However, she didn't mind accepting their kindness and letting them go home and bring some fodder to feed the mules.

"Uncle, if you want to come back, why don't you send a message in advance so that I can open the window for you to get some air and dry your bed?"

Sun Kui said as he helped Lao Suntou walk towards the house.

Lao Suntou said with a smile: "This time I planned to come back for a visit, so I didn't have time."

"Then don't be dissatisfied with Qing'er tonight and go to my house to make things happen!" Sun Kui said again.

"Originally, I came to your house every ten days to open the windows for ventilation. No, it's been raining for the past half month, so I didn't dare to open the windows for ventilation. I'm afraid the house might be a little damp." Sun Kui added explain.

Lao Suntou patted the back of Sun Kui's hand and said, "Thank you for helping me take care of the house."

"It's okay. Qing'er and I will only stay here for one night, as long as the house doesn't leak and it doesn't affect our sleep."

Sun Kui puffed up his chest and said, "It's absolutely not allowed to leak. You guys repaired this house last Qingming Festival. When it rained, I came over and checked it several times. It doesn't leak, not at all!"

Just like that, everyone surrounded Lao Suntou and Yang Ruoqing into the courtyard.

The Sun family's house was built on the original foundation, and the outer courtyard wall was built with stones. The stones were uneven, and yellow mud was plastered on the outside to make them fixed. It looked half a person tall, but it couldn't block it at all. What a real thief is, is nothing more than forming a psychological sense of security.

The courtyards of every household in the village also have this structure. After all, everyone is busy digging in the soil every day and going into the mountains to find food to satisfy their hunger. Who has so much free time to build tall courtyard walls?

It’s not like the house is rich in gold and silver. It’s just broken pots and bowls. Even if a thief comes in, he has to leave crying.

Just have a similar yard!

In the courtyard of the Sun family, there are five rooms on the front.

On the side are the stove and woodshed, and next to the corner is a simple toilet.

Although the Sun family had long since moved out of the mountains and built a large yard and pig farm in Changping Village, the foundation is here, and there must be a house no matter where it is!

In the five rooms in the front, Lao Sun opened the door lock and looked at Shuner for a few times.

Yang Ruoqing settled the mule in the yard, fed it with fodder and water, and came over to see Old Suntou. She also took a look at the house a few times.

Well, Sun Kui didn't lie. These houses were indeed taken care of. Although there was a bit of moisture in the house, there was no leakage or anything like that.

The bedding was folded neatly and put into the closet, and the teapots and teacups on the table were covered with sheets to block the dust.

Yang Ruoqing went to Ga Gong's house. The bed was covered with straw. Yang Ruoqing picked up the feather duster next to her and beat it on the straw.

Everyone understands the purpose of beating.

In houses that have not been inhabited for a long time, mice like to hide in these straws to make nests and breed.

Knock and knock to drive away the mother rat and her babies.

After beating for a while, there was no movement, so Yang Ruoqing opened the closet, followed Da Sun's previous instructions, found cushions and sheets in the closet, and started to make the bed for Ga Gong.

Yang Ruoqing built another shop for herself on the summer bed next to her. The grandfather and grandson didn't need to have two rooms, so they could just live in one room so they could take care of each other.

The room was quiet while the bed was being made.

Lao Suntou and Sun Kui were talking in the main room, which was separated by two rooms, so the sound of their chatting and laughing was very blurry when it reached this room.

The room was very quiet, with a ray of setting sun shining in from the small wooden window in front in the afternoon. The room was very quiet, except for the rustle of Yang Ruoqing spreading the quilt.

The room was very cool, and there was an old-fashioned flower bed in the middle of the room. This flower bed was where Ga Gong and Ga Po slept in the past. It was damaged in many places, but Ga Gong couldn't bear to throw it away. He left life and death to his uncle and dad. It was renovated and placed in this room.

Beside the bed is a long table next to the adobe wall covered with yellow mud. The long table is not only used to store things, but it is also the place where Guppo kept her comb and combing oil when she was alive. It is equivalent to a table and a dressing table in one. Bar!

But now, everything else on the table has been cleared away, except for a spiritual tablet.

Above is Ga Po's name.

There is a small copper stove placed in front of the spiritual tablet, with incense ashes remaining in it.

Behind the bed were high and low black pottery jars and jars.

These things are very old. When Yang Ruoqing first crossed over, she followed Sun and Yang Huazhong to Sun's house and saw a row of pots and jars placed behind the bed in Ga Po Ga's public house.

They were all used by Ga Po to pickle vegetables. Later, when they moved, they didn’t take the things with them, but they were not willing to throw them away, so they have been kept to this day.

Yang Ruoqing seemed to still be able to smell the faint smell of sauerkraut in the air, even though the old man who made the sauerkraut was no longer alive...

Inexplicably, Yang Ruoqing always felt that there seemed to be a pair of eyes watching her in the room behind her.

Yang Ruoqing deliberately did not look back to check.

But that feeling is very real.

The reason why she didn't look back was because she didn't want to startle those invisible eyes by turning her head.

Those eyes were filled with kindness.

"Gaba, is that you?"

"You know that Gong Gong and I are back, right?"

Yang Ruoqing slowed down her movements of making the bed and said silently in her heart.

All the memories about Guppo were awakened in this room...

When the sun was about to set, Sun Kui went back home, and then quickly returned to Sun's house.

"Uncle, Qing'er, the dinner is ready, please come over and take a bite!"

"Uncle Sun Kui, you are too polite." Yang Ruoqing said.

"Don't dislike the common food of the farm family!" Sun Kui rubbed his hands and smiled with an honest look on his face.

"What did Uncle Sun Kui say? We are all farmers, and we can only eat from farmers."



In Yang Ruoqing's opinion, the dinner at Uncle Sun Kui's house must be relatively simple, not even comparable to the Luo family's usual meals.

However, judging from the economic conditions of Uncle Sun Kui's family, such a night meal is already a sign of sincerity.

Kill the chicken.

Chicken roasted with wild mushrooms, this is the c position on the table.

As soon as this bowl of food was brought to the table, my dear, the eyes of Sun Kui's grandchildren were all wide-eyed. They stretched their necks to look around the table, and the sound of children swallowing saliva could be heard all around.

Sun Kui hurriedly pushed the children into the kitchen, "It's not time for you to eat, go to the kitchen to find your grandma and mother!"

Then, Sun Kui put the plate of red vegetables he brought on the table and said to the old Sun Tou like a treasure: "Uncle, this is the rice flower fish. We raised it in the rice field last year. During the autumn harvest, I caught it and marinated it by the way, please give it a try to see if it tastes right!"