Yang Ruoqing slept for nearly a whole day.

When I woke up during the dinner, I felt much more relaxed, as if I had been reborn.

And I was no longer lying on the soft collapse, but was taken back to the bed by Luo Fengtang.

"Qing'er, are you awake?"

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

The moment she saw Luo Fengtang, Yang Ruoqing curled her lips and smiled gently at him.

"How is your body? Does it still hurt?"

He sat sideways, gently holding 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 sesame water, I no longer feel pain, and I feel refreshed now."

Luo Fengtang's heart that had been hanging all day long was finally relieved.

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

Yang Ruoqing sat up, looked outside the tent, and said in surprise: "I actually slept until night? When is this? Where is my daughter? Where is she?"

Luo Fengtang held her and said, "It's okay for you to feel uncomfortable and sleep for a while. It's after the dinner. My daughter came over to take a look at you, but later I sent her to her grandma's house."

"She saw me asleep, didn't ask anything?" Yang Ruoqing asked curiously.

Luo Fengtang smiled, "Why didn't you ask? I asked a lot of questions. 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. Later, she heard that you were tired and fell asleep, so she left half-believingly."

Yang Ruoqing smiled with her lips pursed, her eyes full of relief.

"I like to argue with me in everyday life, but I didn't expect that I could worry about me. Well, this girl was not raised in vain!" she said.

Luo Fengtang said: "Our daughter, like you, has a sharp tongue and a slutty heart. She looks like she is swaying on the outside, but she is actually a kind and upright child inside."

Yang Ruoqing nodded in agreement.

"I can't sleep now, so I'll go to the bathroom to wash my face."

She said, change her menstrual belt.

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

Yang Ruoqing was so amused that she gently pulled his hands down.

"I'm not that weak, I'll just go by myself." She said.

Everything was cleaned up. When she came out of the bathroom, Luo Fengtang stood at the door of the bathroom.

"Are you hungry? You'll warm the night meal for you, I'll bring it to you." He said.

Yang Ruoqing shook her head: "It's the same for me to 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 baby to get around."

...

Luo Blacksmith's typhoid fever was officially cured and he was able to walk around the ground, take a walk in the yard, visit Yang Huazhong's house next door, stroll in the village, and inspect the fish pond. It was already mid-May, and the plum rain season was coming.

"It was like a hole that day. The rain had been falling for almost three days in a row, but it didn't clear up. The water in the pond at the entrance of the village was yellow and yellow, with a scent of mud. It's better for our family to dig well water to wash it, so that the clothes don't smell."

After breakfast, Wang Cuilian and Yang Ruoqing were drying clothes in the spacious and airy empty room in the backyard, Wang Cuilian said to Yang Ruoqing.

Yang Ruoqing nodded slightly: "If this rain lasts for another two or three days, most of the families in the village will have no clothes to change."

Wang Cuilian said, "Isn't that the case? Some people are anxious and bake the wet clothes in the mouth of the stove. One of them is not careful, and the clothes are burned into a hole, so there is no need to wear them now."

"If you have a slightly better condition, take out the fire barbecue for winter and hang the clothes on it to bake."

"But you have to keep someone by your side to serve you at any time, otherwise you will have to burn your clothes if you are not careful, and you will have to work hard."

Yang Ruoqing smiled and patiently listened to Wang Cuilian saying this, and all the clothes in her hand were dry.

This big house is ventilated, but because it is raining all the time outside, the moisture and water vapor are heavy everywhere, it will take some time for these clothes to dry quickly without sunlight.

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

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

The charcoal fire basin is placed in the four corners of the house, and there is no ignition next to it. It is the case with the fire in the charcoal fire basin. The temperature and dryness in the whole room are rising.

The charcoal in each basin can last for more than an hour. When the fire is extinguished and the charcoal is burned out, then come and change it to a roll of charcoal.

Moreover, these charcoals are carefully selected by Yang Ruoqing. The odors produced by burning do not suffocate at all, but instead have a faint fragrance of fruits.

Clothing is also fragrant when it comes to these odors and can also repel mosquitoes and insects.

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

Not to mention the farmers' families, even the wealthy families in the town and county towns may not be willing to buy this kind of charcoal to keep warm.

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

Luo Fengtang came over with an oil-paper umbrella.

"If you don't chat with your uncle in the front yard, why do you come to the back yard to do?" Yang Ruoqing asked with a smile while fiddling with the charcoal fire.

Luo Fengtang said: "Uncle said his illness has been cured completely. He wants to go to Zhoujia Village to see what happened to Goudan."

"It's still raining when I go to Zhoujia Village now!" Wang Cuilian leaned over and looked at the raindrops outside, and said in surprise.

"I just ran out to get wet in the rain again. What should I do if I relapse?" The woman was full of worry, obviously disagreed with Luo Blacksmith's actions.

Luo Fengtang actually didn't agree.

"I have advised my uncle just now, but I can't listen and have no choice but to come over and have no choice but to have an idea with you, aunt." He said again.

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

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

Luo Fengtang said: "I'm not relieved that my uncle drove over in the rain alone."

That means you have to follow.

Yang Ruoqing nodded: "I hope the aunt can persuade her to stop her, even if the rain is getting lighter, it's okay to go there. Besides, if there is no news, it's good news. There should be nothing happening with the Zhou family!"

Luo Fengtang said: "I hope there is no situation, but my uncle said that he has been in panic since he got up early today, and his right eyelid is still jumping. It seems that something bad is about to happen. I am afraid I can't sit still at home!"

Yang Ruoqing sighed and nodded again: "Okay, then follow my uncle. I'll find you a straw raincoat and a straw hat to prepare."
Chapter completed!