Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 11108

Moreover, he also knew that his daughter's self-esteem should not be underestimated. This girl has never been an ordinary delicate girl since she was a child, nor is she the kind of person who must rely on men to survive like a vine.

She is carefree, but very easy-going, optimistic and confident.

I have been practicing martial arts since I was a child, and I have been training in the cold winter and the hottest summer. I have never slacked off for a single day.

How could a girl who is so self-disciplined and strong be willing to become a canary in a man's backyard after marriage?

Your daily task is to get yourself ready and wait for your man to come back early and late? Are you sick?

"Aunt Qing'er, that's not what I meant. I feel inferior to all the promising girls like Wuyou, so how could she be a canary in my captivity? I dare not underestimate her!"

Bingbing realized that the meaning of his words made the Luo family unhappy, so he quickly changed his words.

But it was obvious that his explanation did not win Yang Ruoqing's understanding.

Bingbing then turned his gaze to Luo Baobao: "Wuyou, you should also say something. Do I respect you or do I look down on you? Talk to your parents and don't let them misunderstand."

  Yang Ruoqing frowned. Why didn't Bingbing rely on his sincerity to impress the girl's parents, but instead thought of asking for help from the girl's daughter?

Luo Fengtang slammed the desk heavily, "Bingbing, sit back and talk!"

Bingbing looked down at his feet and realized that he had rushed to Luo Baobao without knowing it.

But Luo Baobao had his eyes lowered, his face stern and he said nothing.

This is so different from her usual cheerful and carefree style. This kind of Luo Baobao makes Bingbing feel unfamiliar and more uncertain.

"I told you to sit back!" Luo Fengtang said again with a stronger tone.

The endless cold breath released from him forced Bingbing's legs to move back subconsciously until he returned to his seat and sat down.

After sitting down, he gasped for breath and his mind went blank.

Today I mustered up the courage to visit the girl's parents and discuss the marriage, but how come it suddenly turned out like this?

Luo Fengtang's gaze fell back on his daughter again, and he changed his tone and said, "Daughter, what do you think? Say something!"

"No matter what decision you make, your parents will... obey you in the end, as long as you don't regret it in the future!"

  Yang Ruoqing raised her head and looked at Luo Fengtang in surprise, thinking to herself, why do you say that again?

I am increasingly pessimistic about this marriage. Why do you still leave the final decision to your daughter? Don't you know that even capable girls can be easily carried away by love?

However, Luo Fengtang gave Yang Ruoqing a look that said "be patient".

Daan, who was standing next to him, also spoke up at this time: "Niece, you need to be cautious about your life-long affairs and don't be blindly impulsive."

"You make your own decision, because you are the apple of your parents' eyes and their weak spot, so no matter what decision you make that goes against their ideas, your parents will be the ones who compromise in the end."

"So, uncle hopes you will think carefully before making a decision."

At this point, Da An paused, glanced at Bingbing who was sitting restlessly beside him, and continued: "Men are afraid of choosing the wrong profession, and women are afraid of marrying the wrong man. This kind of thing is not like rowing a boat or driving a cart, where you can turn around at any time."

"Marriage is a lifelong thing, especially for a family like ours, where one person is the only one who can be with you for life." "A man can be poor, but he must be courageous, have no vision, and be irresponsible... That's all my uncle has to say. You are a smart girl, figure it out for yourself."

Yang Ruoqing looked at Da'an with gratitude, thinking that it was a good thing that her brother came with her. Although his words were still very literary, they expressed all that Yang Ruoqing and Luo Fengtang, two semi-rough people, wanted to say but found it difficult to organize into words.

"Your uncle is right, you should think about it carefully." Yang Ruoqing also patted Luo Baobao's shoulder gently and reminded him.

Luo Baobao finally raised her head slowly. Her eyes swept over her father and mother, and finally landed on Luo Fengtang: "Dad, I want to talk to Bingbing alone, is that ok?"

Luo Fengtang was stunned for a moment, then looked at Bingbing. When Bingbing heard what Luo Baobao said, his eyes lit up, as if a drowning person saw hope again.

Bingbing's look made Luo Fengtang feel extremely disgusted, but he still respected his daughter's idea, "Okay, let's go out first."

Yang Ruoqing and Da'an also stood up and followed Luo Fengtang to the outside of the study. They had no intention of going to the front yard because things here had not come to a conclusion yet, and Luo the blacksmith and Wang Cuilian in the front yard would definitely ask them all kinds of questions later, which they couldn't answer here, okay?

So the three of them left the study and did not go to the front yard. Instead, they sat down on the stone table and stone benches at the door of the study, tacitly and patiently waiting for the results inside.

In the study, when the door was closed and only Luo Baobao and Bingbing were left, Bingbing could no longer hold back. He stood up and ran directly to Luo Baobao's side, sitting down in Yang Ruoqing's previous seat, and his tone was somewhat anxious: "Wuyou, what's wrong with you? Why are you different from the you in the letter?"

When Luo Baobao saw him sitting in Yang Ruoqing's seat, he stood up and walked behind the desk, sitting on the stool where Luo Fengtang had sat before.

"Bingbing, please don't come over here anymore. Just sit in your seat and talk. I don't like to sit too close to the opposite sex, except for my family."

Bingbing had already stood up and was ready to go to the desk to talk, but Luo Baobao's words were like a talisman stuck on his forehead, freezing him in place.

He looked at the girl sitting behind the desk in front of him with an expression as if he didn't recognize Luo Baobao.

After not seeing each other for a few years, they kept in touch through letters, starting with sharing each other's lives and some interesting things around them, getting to know each other little by little and entering each other's hearts.

A few years passed, and the tomboyish girl grew up to be pretty and cool, just like the girl Bingbing had imagined. She was the girl he dreamed of.

only……

"Wuyou, what's wrong with you? I feel like you've become a different person."

"No, Bingbing, I have always been myself and have never changed."

"It's just that you have never understood me fundamentally. You haven't even taken the initiative to stand in my shoes and think about what I want!"

"what do you want?"

Bingbing caught Luo Baobao's last sentence, pondered it for a while, tilted his head and asked Luo Baobao with a puzzled look on his face: "This is impossible, right? Uncle Luo is the God of War of the Great Qi, he is in a high position and has a lot of troops under his command."

"Your brother Chen'er is also a rare talent, Major General of the Great Qi."

"Aunt Qing'er is a successful businessman, rich enough to rival a country. Although your brother is a little less ambitious, he is also a scholar..."

"How could you be short of things when you were born in such a family? How could you still want something?"