Yang Ruoqing came to the pig pen and looked at the three little piglets for a while.

The three little piglets were full, and now two of them went back to sleep in the pig house under the corner over there.

There was another one, still hunched over the pig trough, making grunting sounds from time to time.

The only old hen in the house was also kept in the pig pen and was pacing back and forth like a female general on patrol.

Xu Shi saw Yang Ruoqing, his former 'roommate' coming over, and the old hen looked a little excited.

He walked towards this side with his big chest out and tilted his head to look at Yang Ruoqing.

"Gugu..."

It seemed to be greeting her.

Yang Ruoqing smiled and said to it: "You didn't lay eggs yesterday. Are you a little uncomfortable with the new environment?"

"Gu Gu Gu Gu..."

"Oh, it's okay. Remember to use full power to lay eggs today."

"Gugu..."

"Don't drop your eggs randomly, otherwise they'll be trampled by pigs, and you'll have to lay them in your own henhouse, do you understand?"

"Gu Gu Gu Gu..."

Facts have proven that both humans and animals need encouragement.

As soon as Yang Ruoqing left the yard, the old hen came to feel her.

It paced quickly and ran back to the chicken coop in the corner, where it lay motionless...

Ms. Liu came over there yawning.

I had a bad argument with Yang Huaming last night and spent the whole night wiping away tears, but my mortal enemy didn't know how to calm him down.

I'm still holding back a lot of anger right now, and I don't know where to vent it.

Passing by the pig pen in the third room, Mrs. Liu saw the three piglets in the pig pen.

Mrs. Liu spat hard and cursed in her heart.

"Little piggies, it's best if they all get swine fever and die!"

"Gugu...Gugu..."

A cheerful rooster crow came over.

Mrs. Liu turned her head and found the old hen lying in the chicken coop, tilting her head and croaking proudly.

"The dead hen, howling in the morning!"

Mrs. Liu picked up a small stone under her feet and threw it into the pig pen.

It hit the hen firmly, and the hen was startled and ran out of the henhouse.

It flapped its wings and ran around the yard, making gurgling sounds.

In the chicken coop, there is a round egg lying.

The size of the egg is larger than ordinary eggs.

Mrs. Liu had heard earlier that this old hen lays double-yolk eggs. This egg must be double-yolk!

I took a peek behind me and saw that the doors of the three rooms in the third room were all closed.

Except for the muffled voices coming from Yang Huazhong's house, Fat Ya and Da'an were nowhere to be seen.

good time!

Ms. Liu was about to open the door of the pigsty and go in, but found that the door of the pigsty was locked.

This must be the lock that Fatty and the carpenter Lao Wu are asking for!

Ms. Liu rolled her eyes and slid along the outside of the pig pen to where the chicken coop was built.

Although the walls of the pigsty are not made of earth and stone, they are still very strong.

A wooden stake half as tall as a man was nailed with wooden boards on top, and then surrounded by broken fishing nets, bamboo fences and the like.

The pigs and chickens inside can't get out, and the weasels outside can't sneak in either.

Mrs. Liu spent a lot of effort, pulling and breaking it, and finally managed to create a gap, which was just enough for her to insert her hand.

Mrs. Liu stuck her butt out and stretched her hands forward.

The chicken coop was built next to the wall here. Mrs. Liu touched the egg and it was warm.

She put the egg in her arms and didn't bother to adjust the gap she had opened. The door of Yang Huazhong's house opposite opened with a creak.

Mrs. Sun came out with a trace of residual blush on her face.

Seeing Mrs. Liu standing over the pig pen, Mrs. Sun was startled and her face turned redder.

"Fourth brother and sister, when did you come here?"

Mrs. Sun asked, wondering if Mrs. Liu had not heard the private conversation in the room just now, right?

"Oh, third sister-in-law, you came out without making any noise, you scared me!"

Ms. Liu stroked her chest, her eyes twinkling.

Mrs. Sun showed a hint of suspicion, "Fourth brother and sister, what are you doing standing in my pigsty? I haven't cleaned this pigsty yet, it smells bad!"

Mrs. Liu said: "I just had to go to the toilet. As soon as I got here, a gust of wind blew my handkerchief over here. I came here to pick it up!"

As she spoke, she took out a rough-textured handkerchief from her sleeve, the color of which could not be seen after washing, shook it and stuffed it back.

Mrs. Sun didn't ask any more questions, picked up the big broom and dustpan leaning against the courtyard wall, and came over to clean the pigsty.

"Sister-in-law, you should be busy first, I'm going to the toilet!"

Mrs. Liu greased the soles of her feet and hurried away with the eggs in her arms.

…

Luo Fengtang's house is in the west of Changping Village, under the oldest maple tree in the village.

This is Yang Ruoqing's third visit to Luo Fengtang's house.

Looking from a distance, we can see three low thatched houses, with a half-person-high wall built of earth and stone outside, and no door to the yard.

When Yang Ruoqing walked into the yard, Blacksmith Luo happened to come out of the small kitchen on one side.

Holding an earthenware bowl with a cracked mouth in his hand, he was walking towards the main room with a worried look on his face.

"Uncle Luo!"

Yang Ruoqing called over and trotted over.

"Girl Qing, why are you here?"

Blacksmith Luo was surprised when he saw that the person coming was Yang Ruoqing.

"My mother brought a pair of shoes to Tang Yazi and sent them to me."

Yang Ruoqing said, took out the shoes in her hand and shook them.

Blacksmith Luo nodded gratefully: "Your mother is very thoughtful. I will thank her on behalf of Tang Yazi. When Tang Yazi recovers, I will let him go over and thank her on his own!"

Yang Ruoqing smiled and shook her head: "You're welcome...ah? Is Tangyazi sick? What's going on?"

Only then did she realize that in the bowl held by Blacksmith Luo, there was half a bowl of yellow-brown soup, emitting a pungent smell.

Blacksmith Luo said: "When I came back yesterday, I lay down without having any dinner. I went to call him to have breakfast this morning, but he couldn't wake him up. When I touched his forehead, it felt like a charcoal stove. I was afraid he might have caught a cold.

I’ll make him some ginger water!”

Luo Fengtang has a fever?

Yang Ruoqing felt that the possibility of catching a cold was relatively small. In all likelihood, the wound pecked by the eagle was infected.

"Let's go, Uncle Luo, take me to see Tangtang Yazi!"

"good!"

This is Yang Ruoqing's third visit to Luo Fengtang's house.

The first time I came here to deliver dumplings, I stayed in the kitchen for a while and then left.

The second time was the night when we teamed up to play Black Tiger. We also stayed in the kitchen and did not enter the main room.

Strictly speaking, this was the time when she really entered Luo Fengtang's home.

The layout is very simple, with the main room in the middle, two doors on both sides, and two wing rooms on the left and right.

In the main room, there was nothing else but a worn-out Eight Immortals table with its edges worn off and four long benches.

It is most appropriate to describe a house with only four walls.

"It's dark in the room, girl Qing, be careful where you step!"

Blacksmith Luo, who was walking in front, turned around and told Yang Ruoqing, who was following behind.

"Well, it's okay."

Yang Ruoqing responded and followed Blacksmith Luo into the room where Luo Fengtang slept.

When she walked into the house, a strange feeling suddenly passed through her heart.
Chapter completed!