This is really a timely help, Yang Ruoqing and Sun looked at each other, thinking this in their hearts.

However, the stove we just put up today needs to be dried for two days before it can be used, even if the weather is dry and without rain.

What's more, it's still raining today and the air is relatively humid. It's likely that the stove will have to dry out for a few days before it can be lit for cooking.

Thinking of this, Sun's face showed a hint of embarrassment again. Dayun on the side glanced at Daniel, and seeing what was conveyed in Daniel's eyes, Dayun nodded, turned around and took Sun's hand and said, "Qing

My dearest daughter, you are all going to my house for dinner this afternoon. When I came here, I told my two daughters to get more rice. I’m afraid the rice has already been cooked. I’ll go fry some at my house later.

"Dish, everyone will come over at noon"

"Sister Dayun, you are all here to help our family, and you have to go to your house to eat. This is unacceptable."

Dayun gently patted the back of Mrs. Sun's hand and said in a low voice, "Ms. Qing'er, we all know the situation of your family. Hey, this is no different from leaving the house. We are also responsible farmers.

I’m not living a good life myself, and I don’t have much to offer you. I can help you even if it’s a little, but don’t dislike it.”

"Dayun, this is absolutely impossible. You and Osmanthus, Daniu and Chang Geng, if it weren't for you, the third child and I would be here." Sun couldn't continue, her tears fell like broken beads.

If Qing'er's father had not been disabled and had been separated, it would have been such a hopeful thing.

"Ms. Qing'er, don't be sad. Take your time and everything will be fine. Look, our Qing'er is well behaved now. She even helped me carry things just now."

Dayun turned to look at Yang Ruoqing and said with a smile. On the way here, she passed by the door of Chang Geng's house and chatted with Guihua for a few words. She heard the news from Guihua that Yang Ruoqing was awake. Dayun also felt sorry for Sun from the bottom of her heart.

Glad.

"Okay, let's just say it. I'll cook at home right now. All of you will come over in a minute. Lao Wu and Yongjin, the second kid, will all go over in a minute. I'll ask my kid to come over and shout."

After leaving, several men in the kitchen began to be busy again. Chang Geng suggested that not only should we build a stove, but we should also build a cupboard for the dishes.

Sun and Yang Ruoqing carried all the things that Guihua and Dayun had brought to Yang Ruoqing's room. They had no choice but to put two beds and two pieces of furniture in Sun's room, and there was almost no room to turn around.

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"When I get your two younger brothers back, I'll stew the old hen sent by your sister-in-law Osmanthus. It's time for your father to make up for it. Qing'er, you haven't eaten anything good since you recovered from a serious illness. You two

My brother is growing taller, so we can't let it go to waste." Mrs. Sun thought softly with Yang Ruoqing.

Yang Ruoqing was squatting in a corner of the house where she had built a simple chicken coop with straw. She carefully put the old hen in it.

The hen was very obedient. She lay down in her "new home" and didn't fly around. She tilted her head and stared at Yang Ruoqing with her small black eyes open.

Hearing Sun's plan, Yang Ruoqing turned to look at Sun and said, "Mom, don't kill this hen in a hurry. I just touched its belly and it's full of eggs."

"But what can you and your father do if you don't eat something good?" Sun asked again.

"My body bones don't need to be replenished. This body of fat is my father's." Yang Ruoqing thought for a moment, stood up and said, "This hen is left to lay eggs. From tomorrow on, we will give it to my father every day."

Boil an egg, and after a while, when we stabilize, we can get some eggs to hatch chicks."

Sun thought for a while and said, "This is the only way."

Dayun was very quick with her hands and feet. After a while, she sent her boy over to urge her to eat. It happened that everything in the kitchen was almost done. Next, it was just a matter of opening the side door.

Because when the family was separated, Tan and Yang Hualin said that the third bedroom was divided, and they would no longer be able to enter or leave through the front door of Lao Yang's house.

Yang Huazhong asked Chang Geng and Daniu to help them build a side door on the wall of the backyard. People in the next three rooms could come in and out through that small side door.

"Mom, you go to Aunt Dayun's house to eat. You can bring me some later. I'll stay with dad," Yang Ruoqing suggested.

"You go ahead, mother, stay here."

"Mom, it's raining today and the road is slippery. I don't want to walk." Yang Ruoqing came up with this excuse.

When Mrs. Sun heard this, she said, "Well, then you just stay in the house. Mom will come back after dinner."

"Um"

Seeing that the Sun family had all left, Yang Ruoqing first went to close the door of her room, then took a look in Yang Huazhong's room, poured Yang Huazhong a bowl of hot tea, and told Yang Huazhong what was going on in the kitchen.

listen.

Yang Huazhong's vitality has not yet recovered from the damage, and he has been thinking hard about the separation of the family in the past few days. His eyelids became heavy even before he could say a few words.

"Dad, let me help you lie down and sleep for a while, and then I'll go to the kitchen for a walk."

After waiting for Yang Huazhong to lie down, Yang Ruoqing gently closed the door, picked up the shovel she was given when the family was separated, and went to the kitchen.

Shovel it down hard at the corner of the stove. The soil is very soft and it is wet due to rain, so it is not very laborious to dig.

Although Yang Ruoqing is young, only twelve years old, she still has some strength due to her fat body.

After digging for a long time, she dug out a pit as big as a footbath. She visually checked the volume of the pit, nodded secretly, turned around, and dug out the moisture-proof pots that Uncle Chang Geng and the others had left over there.

She sprinkled some plant ash into the pit, and then put a cracked stone jar that she dug out two days ago when she was helping Mr. Sun tidy up the miscellaneous house and put it into the pit.

The size is just right, as if it was tailor-made.

She hurried back to her room, put the ten kilograms of white rice sent by Aunt Dayun, the six eggs and dried wild mushrooms sent by Aunt Guihua into the stone jar, and then pressed a piece of rice on top.

Then he picked up a few handfuls of soil to make the board look inconspicuous, and finally pulled a few bundles of straw and piled it on top.

After doing this, she washed her hands, put the shovel back, and returned to her house.

After a while, Mrs. Sun, who had taken a few bites of rice, hurried back with two large upside-down bowls. One bowl was for Yang Ruoqing, and the other was for Yang Huazhong.

Rice production in this era was not high, and there were heavy taxes and miscellaneous taxes on farmers. Even the Li Zheng family, who had the most fields in the village, could not afford to eat a whole bowl of white rice. Every household had more or less rice.
Chapter completed!