Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Wanghai County.

After arriving at the county seat, Yang Ruoqing and Luo Fengtang's family went straight to Tianxiang Building to settle down.

Yang Yongjin is still in the village, and the business of Tianxiang Building is currently managed by the other two stewards.

After Yang Ruoqing settled down, she called the two stewards to her, talked for a while, and then sent them off.

In the small garden in the backyard, Tuantuan and Yuanyuan are really curious about everything.

Obviously this small courtyard is many times smaller than the courtyard of the Luo family in Changping Village, but the two little guys are new to everything, and the two of them had a great time playing.

As their big sister, Luo Baobao accompanied the two younger brothers all the time, especially when her parents were busy with work, her big sister was like a half-mother.

The two younger brothers are not allowed to do dangerous things, and the two younger brothers are not allowed to touch the water in the backyard. In Luo Baobao's words: "The two younger brothers have their own mischievous tricks. As long as you don't keep your eyes on them for a moment, you will kill them immediately." Trick or treat."

When Yang Ruoqing saw the figures of the three siblings, her eyes were filled with relief.

"Our daughter is really a big girl. You see, when she took care of her two younger brothers, she looked very good. I seemed to see myself in her back then!" Yang Ruoqing said.

Luo Fengtang was standing beside her, and followed Yang Ruoqing's gaze to look over.

Under the warm winter sun, Luo Baobao took his two younger brothers to jump in circles on the ground to keep warm.

"Scenes like this often appear in my dreams." Luo Fengtang said.

Yang Ruoqing nodded, "Me too. It's just..."

"Just what?" Luo Fengtang was a little surprised seeing Yang Ruoqing hesitate to speak.

Yang Ruoqing smiled, "It's nothing."

Luo Fengtang frowned, "With me, do you still need to hesitate to talk? If you have anything to say, just say it, Qinger, don't make me worry!"

That being the case, then Yang Ruoqing said: "It's about our daughter."

"What happened to our girl?"

"Tang Yazi, our daughter is already 16 years old. When the Chinese New Year is over and it's March, my daughter will be 17 years old."

"What's wrong with being 17? Isn't she still our precious girl?" Luo Fengtang was puzzled.

Yang Ruoqing sighed and slammed her mouth. How could she say such a thing!

Luo Fengtang finally came to his senses from her constipated expression.

"Qing'er, don't you want to talk about our daughter's marriage again?"

The expression on Yang Ruoqing's face was no longer entangled, and she turned to stare at Luo Fengtang with bright eyes.

Luo Fengtang said: "Our daughter is still young, so I won't think about those things for the past two years!"

The corner of Yang Ruoqing's mouth twitched: "I'm going to be 17 soon, and I'm almost ready to get engaged. At this age, I'm not too young to be around..."

Luo Fengtang said: "I don't compare myself with my surroundings, I only compare myself."

Yang Ruoqing was overjoyed: "Compare yourself? Then think about how old we were when we got engaged?"

Luo Fengtang looked at Yang Ruoqing and thought about it.

Thinking about it this time, his whole person is not so good, and he feels like he has fallen into a cover.

Because when he and Yang Ruoqing got engaged, Yang Ruoqing was only 14 years old, and then he was in a hurry every day, thinking that she was too young to scare her and hurt her.

Waiting and waiting, the torment is exhausted, but it can be regarded as looking forward to her getting married at the age of 15.

On the second day of his marriage, he gave birth to a pair of dragon and phoenix twins at the age of 16...

"I'm not in a hurry to marry my daughter, I'm her mother, how can I be willing!" Yang Ruoqing felt amused when she saw that the loving father who was protecting her daughter looked like the sky was about to fall.

I just sigh that this man is really strange. When it comes to daughters, he just protects the calf like this.

"I just thought, from engagement to marriage, we have to wait for two or three years. At least our daughter has to marry before she turns 20. Otherwise, if you try hard to stay, you will become an old girl in the eyes of others. It's not easy to say goodbye at that time."

"The rest are older men. Are you willing to let our girl marry such a man?" Yang Ruoqing asked.

Luo Fengtang said: "My daughter of Luo Fengtang, don't worry about getting married! Qing'er, you don't have to worry!"

He likes to chat with Yang Ruoqing about any other topic, and he can talk about it forever.

But when it came to Luo Baobao's marriage, he was a little reluctant to continue the chat.

It seems that if he continues to chat, his baby girl will be chatted away.

This made Yang Ruoqing, who was also eager to love her daughter, dumbfounded.

"Don't worry, make it look like I'm a ruthless mother who wants to kick out my daughter," Yang Ruoqing gave him a sharp look.

"I'm talking to you about this for a few reasons."

"Tell me." He turned his head back again.

Yang Ruoqing went on to say: "First, if our daughter is not ready for marriage, I am worried that I will be targeted by other dignitaries in the court, and I am even more worried that I will be targeted by Qi Xingyun. What if we want to betroth our daughter to the royal heir?"

Luo Fengtang frowned when he heard this, "Qi Xingyun's son is only ten years old, six years younger than our daughter, it should be impossible!"

Yang Ruoqing said: "Why is this impossible? You and Chen'er hold heavy troops, and marriage is all about the combination of interests. What's the point of being ten years older? It's not a big deal at all!"

As a member of the royal family, there are bound to be many concubines around in the future, each representing the balance between different powers.

Among this group of Yingying and Yanyan, there will naturally be a few that the emperor himself favors out of personal affection between men and women, but a bowl of water is divided among so many people, how many sips can you drink?

"The girl we raised in the palm of our hand must never be sent to a place like the imperial palace!" Luo Fengtang understood the meaning of Yang Ruoqing's words, and he also remembered Qi Xingyun chatting with him several times, and the words really brought out meaning in this regard.

Every time, he refused on the grounds that he had to discuss this matter with Qing'er, or because his daughter was young and grew up in the countryside and didn't know the rules.

But if the daughter has not been married for a long time, then it is a piece of fat, and it is easy to be targeted by all parties.

Even if the royal family does not come to ask for it, what if other ministers or princes' families?

What if the other party directly asked the imperial edict to marry him?
If it is not implemented, isn't that an act of resistance?
Even, referring to marriage is just a means, not an end. The purpose is to know that you care about that matter and will not compromise, so you deliberately refer to marriage. The real purpose is to force you to resist the order!
If that's the case, then nothing can be protected, and there will be no eggs under the nest?

"Qing'er, if you put it this way, our daughter's marriage should really be considered, and it's also for her own lifelong happiness!" Luo Fengtang narrowed his eyes, pondered for a while, and said in a deep voice.

"Qing'er, tell me this, don't you have any clues about this?" Luo Fengtang asked again.

He has been away from home for many years, and the big and small affairs of the family, the elderly and children, are all handled by Qing'er.

Qing'er must know more about the situation with her daughter than she does.