The happy little days of the Ye family

Ye Qingqing came out of the bathroom and found it was raining lightly outside.

Fortunately, the bathroom was only a few steps away from the house, so Ye Qingqing trotted back to the house.

Maybe it was because of the rain. The sky suddenly became cold, and a cool breeze blew into the house.

"Ms. sir, go take a shower quickly." Ye Qingqing lowered his head and wiped his hair, urging Tang Xiaojing to wash up quickly.

Tang Xiaojing casually picked up a set of pajamas that Ye Qingqing made for him. He pushed the door open and found that the rain had become heavier.

After Ye Qingqing dried her hair, she found that the rain had become very heavy, and there were bursts of thunder outside.

"Rumble rumble..."

"Rumble rumble..."

"Rumble rumble..."

Several thunders sounded from the sky, and the outside was lit up by lightning.

Seeing that the rain was getting heavier, Ye Qingqing got up and closed the window.

Just as Ye Qingqing closed the window, Tang Xiaojing opened the door and came in, but he didn't get wet.

Tang Xiaojing went to the bathroom next to the kitchen to take a shower. A rain-proof corridor was built under the eaves, so Tang Xiaojing didn't get wet.

Tang Xiaojing was sweating all over when he went up the mountain to plant herbs and pick mushrooms today. He also washed his hair while taking a shower, and his semi-dry hair was scattered casually behind him.

Ye Qingqing took the cloth from Tang Xiaojing's hand and gently wiped Tang Xiaojing's hair.

When the hair was almost dry, Ye Qingqing massaged Tang Xiaojing's scalp again, when it started to rain heavily outside.

Ye Qingqing clearly felt that the sound of rain falling on the eaves was getting louder and louder.

Suddenly, a bolt of lightning struck from the sky, illuminating the outside as if it were daytime, accompanied by deafening thunder.

Ye Qingqing, who was afraid of the cold, also felt that it had become much cooler, and the air around him felt chilly.

Ye Qingqing's massage technique was very good, and it was so comfortable that Tang Xiaojing yawned several times in a row.

Tang Xiaojing felt a little sleepy because he didn't have a good rest the day before and was tired from going up the mountain for another day.

Seeing that Tang Xiaojing had done it, he pulled Ye Qingqing behind him into his arms, walked to the table with Ye Qingqing in his arms, and blew out the candle.

Tang Xiaojing found a comfortable position to lie down, and then put Ye Qingqing, whose hands and feet were a little cold, into his arms to warm him.

There was lightning and thunder and heavy rain outside, but these were isolated outside. Ye Qingqing felt very relieved leaning in Tang Xiaojing's arms.

"Go to sleep, I'm here."

Tang Xiaojing patted Ye Qingqing's back gently, his voice soft and warm.

Ye Qingqing leaned into Tang Xiaojing's warm arms, rubbed her little face against Tang Xiaojing's cheek, and soon fell asleep.

Tang Xiao Jinghuan's arm around Ye Qingqing's waist tightened subconsciously, and the two fell asleep hugging each other.

It rained heavily last night. Tang Xiaojing got up early in the morning thinking about the seedlings in the fields. With such heavy rain, he didn't know how the seedlings in the fields were doing.

Farmers depend on the weather for their livelihood. If the seedlings are washed away by floods, countless people in the village will go hungry.

When Tang Xiaojing got up, he saw Ye Qingqing sleeping soundly. He didn't have the heart to wake her up, so he got up gently to wash up.

As soon as Tang Xiaojing finished washing, Tang Shan also got up.

It was still raining lightly at this time, and the father and son did not bother to have breakfast. They put on their raincoats and hurried to the fields.

It rained heavily yesterday, and people in the village got up early. On the way, the father and son met many people who went to check the fields.

Tang Xiaojing and Tang Shan came to the paddy field at home and saw that the water level in the paddy field had risen a lot.

The earliest seedlings were planted half a month ago, and the latest ones were planted several days ago. Most of the seedlings have already taken root in the paddy fields.

Most of the seedlings are still in good condition, and only a few young seedlings are floating in the water.

At this time, all the long-term workers in the family were busy in the fields. The fields were too full of water and needed to be drained out in time.

In addition, the seedlings washed away by heavy rain must be replanted quickly.

When raising seedlings, experienced farmers will raise more seedlings for replanting.

After transplanting the seedlings, all the excess seedlings were planted in front of the paddy field, which was just in time for replanting.

Only a very small part of the seedlings was washed away, and Tangshan became much more psychologically stable. "Although it rained heavily last night, fortunately it lightened up in a short time."

The weather was getting colder, so Ye Qingqing habitually leaned toward the heat source, and then vaguely discovered that the bed next to her was empty.

Ye Qingqing was still covered with a thin sheet. Without Tang Xiaojing as a stove, Ye Qingqing quickly woke up from the cold.

Ye Qingqing took a set of thicker clothes from the closet.

After getting dressed, I opened the door and found that the rain had stopped, but the sky was still a little gloomy.

After Ye Qingqing got up, he didn't see Tang Xiaojing, and no breakfast was made in the kitchen. He probably went to the field to check on the newly planted seedlings.

Ye Qingqing originally planned to make some breakfast and send it to the valley, but he thought it would be too late for her to get up, and it would take an hour to go to the valley.

After making breakfast and sending it to the valley, it’s probably time to have lunch.

Ye Qingqing planned to make lunch early. Although it rained heavily yesterday, it didn't seem to last long. It is estimated that Tang Xiaojing will be back soon.

There was only one person at home, so Ye Qingqing didn't cook breakfast and ate two pieces of pastries to fill her stomach.

Then Ye Qingqing came to the backyard. At this time, the chickens in the chicken pen were hungry and kept croaking.

Ye Qingqing carried a large basin of chicken food to the chicken pen and found two dead chickens in the corner.

Ye Qingqing poured the chicken food into the basin, and then used branches to pinch the two chicks out. The chicks were buried under the jujube tree next to the chicken pen.

Ye Qingqing had just buried the chick when Rhubarb trotted over majestically, wagging its big tail.

Rhubarb sniffed the place where the chick was buried twice, then began to dig the ground, and dug out the buried chick again and again.

After Ye Qingqing washed his hands, he looked up and saw Dahuang digging out the chicks under the tree.

"Da Huang, put down the little chicken." Ye Qingqing couldn't help but slap Da Huang on his thick back.

Seeing Ye Qingqing's fierce expression, Dahuang put the chick back into the pit with a wink, and even pulled the surrounding soil to bury it back.

When Ye Qingqing saw that Dahuang had buried the little chicken, he moved two big rocks in the corner and put them on top to hold them down. Now he couldn't pry them open, could he?

Ye Qingqing slapped Dahuang's big butt hard and drove it out of the backyard. In order to prevent this bad guy from coming to cause trouble, he also closed the door to the backyard.

This is the only way Ye Qingqing can think of, to close the door to the backyard so that Big Yellow and Little Yellow can't go in and harm the chickens in the chicken pen.

When Ye Qingqing got up, although it had stopped raining, the ground was still wet. Ye Qingqing guessed that it was still raining when Tang Xiaojing went out.

Moreover, the weather is relatively cold today. You will definitely get cold if you go into the water to replenish the seedlings at this time.

Before cooking, Ye Qingqing specially cooked a large pot of hot ginger soup to ward off the cold.

Ye Qingqing had just seen the bullock carts in the cowshed in the backyard, and there were two bullock carts at home.

Knowing that Tangshan did not go to town to drive cattle carts to attract customers, Ye Qingqing specially made three portions for lunch.