In the great plague that just ended, several villagers in Changping Village lost their lives.

Many people are still immersed in the grief of losing their loved ones and cannot extricate themselves.

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

Half dead...

So, on the Half-Ghost Festival in July, in Mianniu Mountain behind the village, the sound of firecrackers continued for a long time.

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

Everyone is not in the mood to make rice flour cakes.

The rations are all disaster relief grains distributed by the authorities, and we don't dare to waste a grain of rice.

The weather has finally cleared up, and the great plague has completely passed.

The village's post-disaster reconstruction project has started again.

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

However, Yang Huazhong and Blacksmith Luo gathered a construction team and started building Yang Ruoqing and Luo Fengtang's new house in full swing.

Everything is proceeding step by step.

Muzichuan was busy distributing relief food.

Yang Ruoqing led the herb collection team up the mountain one after another.

Autumn is here, and the wild fruits and herbs in the mountains are all ripe.

This year's herb collection team suddenly expanded from 15 people last year to 50 people.

All women.

Why?

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

All crops have been submerged. Rice and cotton cannot be planted this year and will have to wait until next year.

The time for sowing rapeseed and wheat has not yet arrived.

Taking advantage of this free period, they enthusiastically signed up and followed Yang Ruoqing and Uncle Fu up the mountain to collect herbs and various wild fruits.

Earn some living money to supplement family income.

Relief food is limited, and there is nearly ten months between now and next year's wheat harvest for the whole family. The northwest wind has already hit.

Follow the herb collection team and earn some money so you can buy rice and noodles later.

Otherwise, how miserable would it be if a family escaped the plague and still had to go out to beg for food?

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

After the water receded, the second brother went to the town to make preparations for the opening of the restaurant again.

But Bamei stayed in the village.

They are getting married in ten days, and Mrs. Sun and Mrs. Sun don't want Cao Bamei to do any work now.

Let her concentrate on getting married and do some embroidery work.

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

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

"Don't hide it, we still have to see you when you get married!"

Yang Ruoqing joked with a smile.

Cao Bamei also smiled: "Qing'er, why do you come to my place when you have time?"

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

Then he leaned over and his eyes fell on the pillow spread on the stretcher in front of him.

Mandarin ducks playing in the water.

"Oh, this mandarin duck is well embroidered, it's so lifelike!" Yang Ruoqing said.

Cao Bamei said: "I'm not good at embroidery, I can do it carelessly..."

Yang Ruoqing pinched her chin and pondered: "Well, there is something about these two mandarin ducks that is not very well embroidered..."

"Oh? Where?" Cao Bamei asked quickly.

Yang Ruoqing pointed to the top and said, "Look, they are a little far apart. We need to get them closer to each other."

"Twin your necks together and make a kiss, just like you and my second brother. This is how you feel happy!"

Cao Bamei was startled.

After taking a look at Yang Ruoqing's evil smile, she suddenly realized.

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

Cao Bamei made a show of trying to screw Yang Ruoqing.

Yang Ruoqing dodged left and right: "Good sister-in-law, please spare me, I don't dare to do it anymore..."

Two girls were laughing and joking around in the room.

Finally tired of the fuss, the two of them fell on the bed and whispered.

"Eight sisters, you will marry my second brother soon. Are you nervous? Are you excited? Tell me the truth." Yang Ruoqing said.

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

"Hahaha……"

Yang Ruoqing covered her mouth and smiled.

"I guess my second brother is in town and most likely has insomnia," she said.

Cao Bamei looked shy and sweet.

"Who knows, I might sleep like a dead pig!" she said.

Yang Ruoqing turned over, holding her cheek with her palm and looking at Cao Bamei: "Hey, as a sister-in-law, I won't allow you to talk about my second brother like this!"

"His love for you is astonishing!"

"A dignified man should kneel to the sky and kneel to his parents."

"I can't even count how many times he has knelt down to his elders in order to marry you," Yang Ruoqing said.

Hearing these words, Cao Bamei remained silent.

"I am lucky to be able to marry Yongjin," she said.

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

"I personally feel that regardless of my family background or my appearance, I am not worthy of Yongjin..."

"Eight Sister, don't say that..."

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

"I see that among the men and women in your old Yang family, the men are tall and the women are also tall. They all have straight eyebrows."

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

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

"When I stand among the women of your old Yang family, I am the shortest among the wives. I cannot hold up the scene, and I will be embarrassed by your second brother..."

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

Yang Ruoqing interrupted Cao Bamei with some dissatisfaction.

"My breasts are shorter than yours, but I still gave birth to a litter of tall and big children?"

"There is no need for you to feel burdened, and there is no need to feel inferior."

"Whether a person or a new wife can hold up a scene depends not on his size, but his brains."

Yang Ruoqing said.

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

Cao Bamei held Yang Ruoqing's hand with a moved expression on her face.

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

"To be honest, I was excited and nervous at the same time. Now, I feel much more at ease," Cao Bamei said.

Yang Ruoqing also patted her hand.

"If I say a thousand words, it's not as good as praising every move of my second brother."

she said.

"How do you say this?" Cao Bamei asked.

Yang Ruoqing smiled: "In the final analysis, whether a woman can be confident in her husband's family depends on her man."

"If a man treats her well and treats her as a human being, no one else in the husband's family will dare to neglect her."

"Men don't want to see her. No matter how beautiful she is or how eloquent she is, she is still a paper tiger and cannot be strong-willed."

"So, eighth sister, you just need to hold my second brother's heart firmly and make him be of the same mind as you!"

After hearing what Yang Ruoqing taught, Cao Bamei was stunned.
Chapter completed!