The peasant daughter of the crossing

Chapter 102

After digging a few more times, the pit finally reached the depth Ruhua wanted. Ruhua put the small pot in it, and then she dug some soil with her hands, and then asked Sanlang to dig the soil with a hoe.After the soil was filled, Ruhua stepped on it a few times with some uneasiness, and finally put the hay back to its original place with peace of mind.

"Sanlang, just pay attention when you change the hay in the future." Ruhua looked down at her feet and patted the dirt on her hands.

"Yeah. I know."

Still didn't wait for the two of them to say anything, just heard Xiaobao's voice coming from outside, accompanied by knocking on the door.

"Mother, mother, father, what are you doing at home! Why is the door still locked?" The baby's baby voice is really cute.

"Here, I'll open the door for you. Don't worry." When Ruhua said this, she had already walked to the door and opened it.

Xiao Bao looked up at her and said, "Mother, what are you doing? Why is the door still locked?"

Ruhua can't answer honestly, just looking for an excuse casually, but the conversation of the two passing by on the road outside the door makes Ruhua not know what to say.

"Is there any good thing to be locked at home in broad daylight? It's not just those bad things. I don't know how to restrain myself. The child is so old, but he is still so shameless." The speaker Ruhua is now finally I recognize her, after all, she is one of the early people who Ruhua came to this world to know people.This person is none other than the Zhao family who has a very good relationship with Sister He.

"Don't talk about it soon, the couple have a good relationship, and it's nothing to be affectionate at all. Hey, hurry up, I've seen it all." The person next to him looked at Ruhua's eyes, after all, he wasn't talking like Zhao Shi Seeing Ruhua's eyes, she was still a little guilty, so she quickly grabbed Zhao's hand and prepared to leave.

Mrs. Zhao didn't think it was a big deal, so she flicked her sleeves and looked at Ruhua provocatively, with contempt in her eyes and her nostrils raised high, "She is so shameless, can we still say that?"

What does it mean to be shameless and skinless? How could her dog's taste change when she made out with her husband-in-law?Ruhua rolled her eyes, but she was too lazy to say hello to such a person.When she turned around, Ruhua remembered that Zhao's husband was a really shameless person. I heard that he was not very good-looking, but he had a flirtatious heart. He often did some sneaky things. What I love is to go to the town to drink some flower wine.There is not much money, and I still live like this.Hehe, Ruhua still thinks that this person is worse than her big brother-in-law.

No wonder!People went to town and drank too much flower wine.When I got home, I still looked at you as a yellow-faced woman, and didn't even look at your out-of-shape figure and dark face, and I was almost catching up with the man's house.

Ruhua, who turned around to leave, suddenly came back to her senses, smiled at Mrs. Zhao, and said slowly, "I don't know who said it last time, it seems that I saw a familiar person in the village who was going to town again. It’s been a while with Huajiu, and I heard that it’s been a long time since I went in and didn’t come out! Could it be... hey, it’s no wonder!” Ruhua didn’t finish her sentence, but her eyes were on Zhao Shi’s body, and then "Tsk tsk "The voice came out.

Seeing Mrs. Zhao's face getting darker and darker, Ruhua was very happy in her heart, who told you that you were fine, you didn't know to stop, snorted, Ruhua dragged Xiaobao into the house regardless, and closed the door with a coaxing sound up.

After closing the door, Ruhua heard angry curses coming from outside.

Sanlang put the hoe back on the corner of the wall. He happened to drink a little water. When he came out, he heard angry scolding outside the courtyard gate. Then he looked at his wife's face, and said, "What's the matter? Open the door, it's still okay." Let it out."

Xiao Bao looked up at her, squeezed his fists, and then said, "Father, someone outside made my mother angry just now! You go out and beat them up, and help my mother vent her anger."

Is it really a silly child who thinks that the world of adults is as simple as the world of children?Ruhua patted Xiaobao on the head, "Who says mother is angry, but mother is not willing to share knowledge with those people outside."

"Oh!" Xiaobao didn't understand what she said, but when he saw the smile on her face again, he felt that she was really not angry!

After all, the scolding outside had no audience or opponents, and it stopped after a while.

Ruhua sits on the edge of the bed and holds the soles of her shoes. Looking up, she sees Xiaobao lying on the stool reading a book. It's really cute, but she also feels that Xiaobao's sitting posture like this is not right, and it's not good for her physical development. Thinking about the future Anyway, I want to send Xiaobao to school, why not ask Sanlang to make a desk for Xiaobao while I have time now!

In this way, Xiaobao's sitting posture can also be corrected from a young age. Putting down the needlework in his hand, Ruhua said to Sanlang who was weaving baskets, "Sanlang, do you have extra time now?"

The reason why Sanlang is weaving baskets now is only known to Ruhua after asking some time ago. It turns out that a large amount of yellow soil is needed to build an earthen house, but the yellow soil is not collected locally, but is only found at the entrance of the village, so these baskets are made of Prepare more, anyway, there are still some craftsman Saburo who weaves baskets, thinking that the money for building a house at home is still a little insufficient, so we have to take advantage of this time to reduce the cost of building a house.

Moreover, Sanlang's movements are also fast, even in his spare time, he has prepared about three picks. Ruhua originally thought that this was enough, but how could he know that Sanlang said that at least fifteen picks should be prepared, or else when the time comes Time is too late, and it is a waste of manpower and material resources.

Putting down the bamboo in his hand, San Lang raised his head and asked, "What's the matter?"

"It's nothing else, but I just saw that Xiaobao is really tired sitting and reading like this, and it's not good for his health, so I wondered if you could make him a desk."

"Desk?" Saburo thought for a while, and thought it was a good idea, but he really hadn't seen what a desk looked like, "How should I make a desk?"

(End of this chapter)