In the great plague that just ended, several villagers in Changping Village were killed.

Many people are still immersed in the grief of losing their loved ones.

Compared with Changping Village, Yujia Village and Zhengjia Village are even more painful.

Half dead......

So, on the day of the half-ghost festival in July, in the sleeping cow mountain behind the village, the sound of artillery battles lasted for a long time.

The crying makes those who hear it cry and those who see it sad.

The big guy doesn't have the heart to make any rice noodles.

The rations are all disaster relief food allocated from above, and not a single grain of rice is wasted.

The sky finally cleared, and the great plague was over.

The post-disaster reconstruction project in the village has started again.

In addition to those dilapidated houses that need to be repaired, many other houses, beds, tables and chairs also have to be rebuilt.

However, Yang Huazhong and Luo Blacksmith still gathered a construction team, and began to be busy with the construction of Yang Ruoqing and Luo Fengtang's new house.

Everything is going according to plan.

Mu Zichuan was busy distributing relief food.

Yang Ruoqing took the people of the medicine collection team up the mountain one by one.

Autumn has arrived, and the wild fruits and herbs in the mountains are all ripe.

The number of people in this year's medicine collection team has expanded from 15 last year to 50 at once.

All women.

Why?

Because the men were busy repairing the house, the women were idle.

The crops are all submerged, and rice and cotton cannot be planted again this year, so we have to wait until next year.

The sowing time for rape wheat has not yet arrived.

Taking advantage of this free period, they enthusiastically signed up and followed Yang Ruoqing and Fu Bo up the mountain to collect medicine and pick all kinds of wild fruits.

Earn some living water money to supplement the family.

Relief food is limited, and the family has been drinking the northwest wind since the wheat harvest next year, with an interval of nearly ten months.

Follow the medicine collection team, earn some money in your hands, and buy rice and noodles when you turn around.

Otherwise, the family escaped the plague and had to go out to ask for food, how miserable is it?

At night, Yang Ruoqing came to Cao Bamei's house to play.

The water receded, and the second brother went to the town to re-prepare for the opening of the restaurant.

The eighth sister stayed in the village.

There are still more than ten days to get married, and the eldest grandson and Mrs. Sun don't want Cao Bamei to do any work now.

Let her concentrate on the boudoir and do a good job of embroidery.

When Yang Ruoqing came to Cao Bamei's house, Cao Bamei was sitting there and sewing a pair of pillow towels.

Seeing Yang Ruoqing come in, she was a little embarrassed, and subconsciously wanted to hide the pillow towel.

"Sensei, when you get married, don't we still have to see it!"

Yang Ruoqing quipped with a smile.

Cao Bamei also smiled: "Qing'er, why do you have time to come to me?" ”

Yang Ruoqing said: "Come and learn from you, see what good things you have embroidered." ”

Then he leaned over and looked at the pillow that was stretched out on the bandage in front of him.

Mandarin ducks playing in the water.

"Yo, this mandarin duck is well embroidered, vivid!" Yang Ruoqing said.

Cao Bamei said: "I don't embroider well, so-so can be perfunctory......"

Yang Ruoqing pinched her chin and pondered: "Well, there is a place where these two mandarin ducks are not very well embroidered......

"Oh? Where? Cao Bamei hurriedly asked.

Yang Ruoqing pointed to it and said, "Look, they are a little farther away, so we have to let them get closer to each other." ”

"Then wrap your necks together and make a kiss, just like you and my second brother, so you can be happy!"

Cao Bamei was stunned.

glanced at Yang Ruoqing's side face with a wicked smile, and suddenly realized.

"Ah, you bad Qing'er, you dare to make fun of me, see if I don't beat you!"

Cao Bamei made a gesture to screw Yang Ruoqing.

Yang Ruoqing dodged left and right: "Good sister-in-law, spare my sister-in-law, don't dare to ...... again"

Two young girls laughed and made a mess in the room.

Finally tired, the two of them fell on the bed and lay down whispering.

"Eighth sister, you're going to marry my second brother soon, aren't you nervous? Excited? Tell me the truth. Yang Ruoqing said.

Cao Bamei took a deep breath and said softly: "I must be nervous, I'm so excited, I haven't slept well for several nights." ”

"Hahaha......"

Yang Ruoqing covered her mouth and smiled.

"I guess my second brother is in the town, and nine times out of ten, he also has insomnia." She said.

Cao Bamei looked shy and sweet.

"Who knows, I can't sleep like a dead pig!" She said.

Yang Ruoqing turned over, holding her cheeks in her palm and looking at Cao Bamei: "Eh, as a sister-in-law, I don't allow you to say this about my second brother!" ”

"His heart for you, that's the sun and the moon!"

"A dignified manly husband, kneeling to the sky and kneeling to his parents."

"I can't count how many kneels he gave to the elders in order to marry you." Yang Ruoqing said.

Hearing this, Cao Bamei was silent.

"It's my blessing to be able to marry Yongjin." She said.

"To be honest, I think it's understandable that your uncle doesn't approve of this marriage."

"I personally feel that no matter whether it is my family background or my appearance, I am not worthy of Yongjin ......"

"Eighth sister, do you say that......"

"Qing'er, I'm telling the truth." Cao Bamei glanced at Yang Ruoqing and said.

"I see the men and women of your old Yang family, the men are tall, the women are also tall, and they all have straight eyebrows and eyes."

"Look at me again, to put it mildly, my second sister-in-law is about the same size as your fourth uncle's He'er."

"Your uncle said that my father is short and my mother is short."

"I'll stop in the pile of women in your old Yang family, and I'm the shortest among my daughters-in-law, I can't hold up the scene, and I'll lose your second brother's face......"

"Oh, eighth sister, what's wrong with you today? The more you talk about it, the more ridiculous it gets! ”

Yang Ruoqing interrupted Cao Bamei's words with some dissatisfaction.

"My milk is shorter than yours, and I still gave birth to a nest of tall children?"

"You don't have to be burdened, and you don't need to feel inferior or anything."

"A person, a new daughter-in-law, whether he can hold up the scene depends not on his head, but on his brain."

Yang Ruoqing said.

"You, just put away your inferiority complex thoughts, be confident, generous, and be your bride happily!"

Cao Bamei took Yang Ruoqing's hand and looked moved.

"Qing'er, thank you for saying these things to me."

"To be honest, I'm excited and apprehensive, this time, I'm much more steady." Cao Bamei said.

Yang Ruoqing also patted her hand.

"I said a thousand things and ten thousand, and it was not as good as a compliment for my second brother's actions."

She said.

"What do you mean by that?" Cao Bamei asked.

Yang Ruoqing smiled: "Whether a woman can be confident in her husband's family depends on her own man in the final analysis." ”

"The man treats her well and treats her as a human being, and no one else in her husband's family dares to snub her."

"Men don't want to see her, even if she is Peugeot and can speak well, she is still a paper tiger, and she can't get angry."

"So, eighth sister, you just need to firmly grasp my second brother's heart and let him have the same heart with you!"

Hearing what Yang Ruoqing taught, Cao Bamei was dumbfounded.

Not only was she stunned, but even the eldest Sun clan and the Sun clan who came in later were all fiercely surprised when they heard these words.