Xiaoqin was also amused.

After laughing, tears fell again, and he raised his hand and lightly beat Damo's chest.

"You have to be good. Our three mothers will still be counting on you in the future..."

Damo smiled and nodded vigorously.

Both of them turned their backs at the same time, not looking at Daping Niang over there.

Because Yang Ruoqing and the others had already put down their jobs and rushed towards Da Ping Niang over there, they all lifted up Da Ping Niang and left, sending her to the village.

Dapingniang slapped her, screamed in terror, and cursed, but all failed, and she was finally sent back to the village and back to her own yard.

…

Everyone gathered firewood and the flames were high, and Daping and Xiaoqin's new home was quickly built.

It is a mud house with a thatched roof. It has three rooms on the front, a main room in the middle, and side rooms on the left and right.

The left wing is where Damo and Xiaoqin sleep, and the right wing is for the two girls.

The three rooms of the kitchen, woodshed, and pigsty are on the outside, surrounding a simple small courtyard. In the back corner of the courtyard, a small toilet is built next to the courtyard wall.

Houses like this are really not uncommon in Changping Village, or even in rural areas of this era.

Last time I went to Zuojiawan and Youjiawan, almost every village in Chengdu had houses like this.

During the Chinese New Year, the rotten thatch is replaced with a new batch.

Even in Changping Village, which is relatively the wealthiest village in Shiliba Village, 40% of the villagers' houses are roofed with thatch.

Why?

These people are generally widowed, incapacitated, or lazy.

Or some people who have sound limbs but don't want to be flexible.

Others who were a little more flexible and diligent came to join the herb collection team and the transportation team. Even the kitchen and other miscellaneous rooms at home still had thatched roofs, but the side rooms where people slept had been replaced with blue tiles.

As for the families of the key members of the transportation team, such as Chang Geng, Daniu, Baozhu Yuzhu brothers, Wang Liang, etc., all of them were replaced with tile-roofed houses.

Brothers like Yang Huazhong, Yang Huazhou, and the Sun family can be called rich households in Changping Village if they can paint a layer of white paint on the outside of the adobe bricks, enter the yard, and drill a well in the yard.

Count the names.

As for Yang Ruoqing and Luo Fengtang's family, the courtyard is so big, and there are all kinds of flowers and plants planted in it. It also has a rockery, a screen wall and a verandah. It is what everyone thinks of a mansion.

When relatives in the village come to visit, most of them will go around the yard of Yang Ruoqing's house to watch and marvel at it from a distance.

Sometimes when I meet someone I know Blacksmith Luo, I will open the courtyard door and let them in for a sip of tea and snacks, and then take them for a few steps in the courtyard to satisfy their curiosity.

Let’s get back to the subject, now on both sides of the main road at the entrance of the village, because of the courtyards of Yang Ruoqing and others,

Invisibly, it has become a villa area in Changping Village. The Yang Huazhou family entered twice, and the large courtyard with green tiles and white walls was suddenly next to a small farmhouse with a low mud and thatched courtyard. It really looked disharmonious at first sight.

ah.

However, the owner of this farmhouse was unusually happy and excited.

No, after the yard is completed, it will take about ten days to dry before you can move in.

When you move in, it's time to get married.

After dinner, Tuoba Xian sat doing needlework under the lamp opposite.

Yang Ruoqing was sitting here, holding Baby Luo in her arms. The two of them were holding a charcoal pen that Yang Ruoqing asked to make, and were drawing on the white rice paper in front of them.

The paintings are cartoon characters, including Shui Bingyue, Yin Tao Xiaowanzi, etc...

Dazhi stood aside obediently and watched his mother and sister draw. From time to time, Yang Ruoqing freed up a hand to caress Dazhi's head and gave him a gentle smile.

Da Zhi happily twisted his body slightly and continued to focus on the rice paper.

When he saw Baby Luo's grinning Chibi Maruko-chan, Dazhi couldn't help covering his mouth and laughing.

This naturally received a warning look from Baobao Luo.

"Just laugh at me. If you know how to do it, come and draw one. If you can't keep it straight, the mouth will have to be drawn crookedly!" Luo Baobao said unconvinced.

Dazhi immediately dared not laugh.

Yang Ruoqing deliberately dropped her face and said to Luo Baobao: "Don't be impetuous when painting, let alone be vindictive with your brother. My brother is not laughing at you, it's just you who are overthinking it."

Luo Baobao pouted, said "oh" a little unhappy, and then lowered his head to continue painting.

Dazhi moved this way and said to Yang Ruoqing: "Mom, I also want to draw..."

Yang Ruoqing said: "Okay, mother will teach you."

She was about to put Baby Luo down when Dazhi shook his head: "I will just follow this painting myself, and my mother will teach my sister."

Yang Ruoqing nodded and said, "That's alright. You can draw it yourself first, and then I'll show it to you when you're done."

Then she took out a piece of rice paper from the side and handed it to Dazhi. She also had charcoal pens.

Dazhi took the paper and pen and stood aside with his head buried in the air, following what Yang Ruoqing had drawn before, imitating bit by bit, and leaving crooked lines on the rice paper...

"Hahaha, brother, you just laughed at me for drawing a big-eyed monster. Look at what you drew. One of his legs is longer and the other is shorter, just like the cripple from Yujia Village..."

Luo Baobao made progress in another painting just now and has been praised by Yang Ruoqing.

Now when I saw the paintings handed over by Dazhi, I felt happy and found more confidence and sense of superiority.

Dazhi's little face, which was as fair as a girl's, turned red, and he stood there a little embarrassed.

Yang Ruoqing said: "Don't laugh at me, brother. This is a bad behavior. Moreover, arrogant soldiers will be defeated, and your own painting is not perfect."

"Okay, I was wrong, I don't laugh at my brother anymore."

Luo Baobao immediately covered his mouth, and his big eyes exposed outside his palms were moving. He was smart and playful.

Yang Ruoqing knew that her daughter had no bad intentions and was just a child's nature.

She picked up the painting drawn by Dazhi again, squinted her eyes and looked at it, then nodded and said: "Zhi'er is a little lacking on the legs, but the other parts of the painting are very good, especially this person's eyes... very good

Very good, keep working hard."

Dazhi smiled shyly.

When Xiaoqin came over, she happened to see this warm scene in the main room.

"Qing'er..." She stood in the yard at the entrance of the hall and called this way.

Yang Ruoqing turned her head and saw Xiaoqin standing in the night.

Xiaoqin temporarily lived in the backyard of Yang Ruoqing's house before she got married. Usually at this time, she would have slept with her two children. Why did she come to the front yard today?

Yang Ruoqing was surprised for a moment and said quickly: "Don't stand outside, come in and talk."

Xiaoqin shook her head: "Qing'er, I won't go in. I'll come and have a word with you and then go back to the backyard."

In this case, Yang Ruoqing stood up and said to Luo Baobao and Dazhi: "You two continue painting, and I'll go talk to your Aunt Xiaoqin about something."

Both children nodded in unison and got together to draw.

Tuoba Xian raised her head and said, "Qing'er, go and talk about your business. I'll watch here. When they get tired of painting, I'll take them back to the house to sleep."
Chapter completed!