"Mom, according to what you say, we have to have some free time in these two days," Yang Ruoqing asked.

Mrs. Sun shook her head and smiled, "As a farmer, how can you really have free time? I'll go and cut some thatch and willow branches for your father in the morning. In the afternoon, he will weave baskets and I will collect the shoes. I will work hard these two days.

Please put your shoes away."

"Okay, then I will accompany my mother to cut willow branches in the morning."

"become"

After breakfast, Yang Ruoqing and Sun went out with their hatchets.

Mrs. Sun also brought a wooden bucket to the creek behind the village, filled it with water and carried it.

"Mom, what are you doing carrying water?" Yang Ruoqing asked curiously.

"Last time, we planted radish and pumpkin seeds in the field at the foot of the mountain. Today we will give them some water as the land is dry and short of water," said Sun.

"Oh" Yang Ruoqing nodded, something suddenly occurred to her.

"Mom, what did you say those seeds we lit on the ridge last time were pumpkin seeds?"

"Yeah, what's up?"

"No way, why are pumpkin seeds planted in this season? Is it wrong?" Yang Ruoqing said.

The family had just separated at that time, so I excitedly went to dig the ground to sow seeds, and my heart was filled with longing.

Mr. Sun said that you should sow whatever you sow, but Yang Ruoqing didn't think too deeply about it.

It suddenly occurred to me that the pumpkin seeds should have been sown around Grain Rain.

Even if modern improved varieties are grown in greenhouses, it would still have to be midsummer between July and August. And now, it is already late autumn and winter is about to begin, so what kind of pumpkins should I plant?

"That's right, our farmers grow like this every year."

Mrs. Sun was also confused.

Yang Ruoqing thought for a while and then asked, "Mom, please show me what the pumpkin we grow looks like."

Mrs. Sun put down the bucket and raised her hand to gesture, "It's so long, so big, and the green skin seems to be covered with a layer of white frost, just like the rolled blue stone at home."

"ah"

Yang Ruoqing has black lines all over her head.

Isn’t that winter melon?

If you think about it carefully, the season for sowing winter melon seeds is very suitable now.

"Mom, have you ever seen a melon like that? It's orange-red, so big, so round. The seeds inside are fried and you can eat it."

Yang Ruoqing pointed out the melon, which is now known as pumpkin, to Sun again. Sun shook her head blankly.

"I've never seen it so big before."

At this point, Yang Ruoqing suddenly understood.

After working on it for a long time, I realized that it was all a misunderstanding.

People in this place call winter melon pumpkin, but the real pumpkin may not have been introduced to this era.

The two of them were chatting and laughing, and before they knew it, they arrived at the edge of the house.

Mrs. Sun watered the radish and the so-called "pumpkin" there, while Yang Ruoqing walked to the place where the nettle grass was found last time and continued to look for it.

After Mrs. Sun finished watering, she came over to look for Yang Ruoqing. In the bamboo basket Yang Ruoqing brought with her, there were already a lot of nettles she had picked, which were packed tightly.

"Oh, Qing'er has picked so many biting grasses again." Mrs. Sun glanced at Yang Ruoqing's basket and smiled slightly.

"Well, these pigs will gain weight quickly after eating them. Mom, last time I asked you to inquire about Piggy, how did your inquiry go?" Yang Ruoqing asked.

"Your Aunt Guihua said that a pig girl from her parents' house gave birth to piglets not long ago. After being busy for a while, she went back to her parents' house to catch piglets, and she also helped us bring one back."

"Mom, please take two with you, a male and a female," Yang Ruoqing said.

"When the sows are grown, let's forget about the boars. They will have to be castrated later, which will cause trouble," said Sun.

"Mom, it's no trouble, no trouble, just promise me. It's good for the two little pigs to have a companion. Loneliness will make them thin. Having a happy little companion will make them more motivated to feed, okay?

good"

"Okay, okay, whatever you say is fine," said Sun. "But our family doesn't even have enough rations. How can we feed two pigs?"

"That's okay. I will take Da'an and Xiao'an to hunt pig grass for them every day, dig wild vegetables, rice bran, and wheat bran. They are all good things," Yang Ruoqing said with a smile.

"Speaking of your two brothers, I almost forgot to tell you," said Sun.

"Yesterday, there was a message from your grandma, saying that your grandma is coming to Da'an and Xiaoan's house tomorrow."

"Really? That's great." Yang Ruoqing was excited.

It has been so long since she came to this world, but she has never seen her two brothers. Of course, there is also Ga Gong.

"Mom, I will dig up earthworms in the afternoon, and then set up eels, and I will give Grandpa a snack tomorrow."

"Hey, okay, my daughter is really sensible."

The two mothers got busy in the woods, cutting thatch and cutting willow branches.

This time, Mrs. Sun never stepped on the rabbit trap again, and Yang Ruoqing never met Tang Yazi.

That kid, I don’t know if the few kilograms of roe deer meat left yesterday have been sold out.

When the sun moved directly overhead, the mother and daughter planned to return to the village.

The thatch and willow branches cut down in this trip were enough for Yang Huazhong to work for a whole day.

After returning home, Yang Ruoqing put down what she was carrying on her shoulders, washed her hands with water from the well in the yard, wiped her face, shook the water drops in her hands and walked towards Yang Huazhong's house.

"Dad, our family is here, why are you here?"

There was another person sitting in front of Yang Huazhong's bed.

Yang Huazhong was talking to the man. The man was slobbering and full of energy while he stretched out his hand and kept gesticulating in the air.

Judging from the content, it seems to be reminiscing about hunting in the past.

The person sitting there was sitting upright with his back straight.

From Yang Ruoqing's angle, she could just see his Junyi profile and the slightly curved corners of his lips.

He spoke very little, and listened silently, nodding seriously, placing his hands flat on his thighs, and paying full attention.

Hearing Yang Ruoqing's sudden voice, he turned his head and was stunned for a moment, then stood up and faced Yang Ruoqing who walked in, his eyes lit up.

Immediately, he became nervous and restless.

"Tangyazi is really you, what's the matter with you coming to my house?"

Yang Ruoqing was surprised and asked.

This room is not big to begin with, but when this guy stood here, it looked more like a pigeon cage, and he couldn't even turn around.

Hearing Yang Ruoqing's question, Luo Fengtang became even more cautious.

He lowered his gaze and looked at the girl in front of him who was much shorter than him, and felt a little awkward when speaking.

"I, I just came over to take a look at my third uncle."

In one sentence, it was so difficult for Yang Ruoqing to hear it.

At the same time, she was also a little surprised. This kid seemed very nervous.

What are you nervous about?

Is it possible that he is worried that she will kick him out?

"Qing'er, Tang Yazi came to see me and brought a lot of things, which are all on the table over there."

At this time, Yang Huazhong, who was sitting on the bed, spoke out.

What

Yang Ruoqing followed the sound and glanced at the table, her eyes widening.
Chapter completed!