Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 11112

  Yang Ruoqing's words finally calmed Luo Fengtang's wavering heart and made him determined to support Luo Baobao!

"Since this is my daughter's own decision, we should respect her, support her, and not hold her back." Luo Fengtang said, "But, Qing'er, I really want to know, why did she make up her mind to break up with Bingbing?"

Regarding this question, not only Luo Fengtang was curious, but everyone else in the cafeteria also wanted to know.

After all, in the past few years, Luo Baobao had been communicating with Bingbing, sharing each other's lives and moods.

  Their relationship has even progressed to the point of discussing marriage, which means that Bingbing is the most special boy in Luo Baobao's eyes since he grew up, right?

When asked this question, Yang Ruoqing smiled faintly.

"In her own words, after she sent us away today, she chatted with Bingbing alone for a few minutes."

"As a result, in her own words, she found that correspondence, communicating with real people, was completely different things."

"The space on the paper is limited, and she only talked about her glorious achievements, which is already filtered. Plus, she added her own imagination, so the image of Bingbing she imagined is not much different from you, Tang Yazi!"

"Oh?" Luo Fengtang raised his head, a gleam of light in his eyes.

"So, my daughter thinks I am a good father?"

"Of course. That girl, she is probably choosing a son-in-law based on your image and Chen'er's."

"Because Bingbing joined the army, his experience was very similar to yours, so she automatically put him in your role and beautified him!"

No matter whether it was beauty or filter, Luo Fengtang was confused.

He guessed that this should be the spoken language of Qing'er's distant hometown before she traveled through time. Although he was not sure what these two words specifically referred to, based on her previous and subsequent words, Luo Fengtang could probably guess what they meant.

In other words, there is a big gap between the real Bingbing and the Bingbing that Luo Baobao has long imagined in his mind.

It was precisely because of this gap that Luo Baobao made up his mind to break up.

"Don't worry about her. From my observation, her feelings for Bingbing are not as deep as you think... maybe it's her first relationship, so she feels a little disappointed. This is human nature."

"Give her some time, she will be able to adjust herself."

Even if it is unforgettable, it cannot withstand the erosion of time.

Sometimes, it is not that you want to forget, but your body and your brain have set up a self-protection mechanism that will gradually forget and blur the sad emotions at that time, allowing this body to continue to live healthily.

It would be terrible if the body lost that setting.

From childhood to adulthood, since you can remember, all the separation, pain, failure, humiliation, and ridicule from others that you have experienced cannot be dissipated even a little bit, and are all accumulated in your brain.

That will break you down.

That night, although no one in the Luo family went to Luo Baobao's room to ask about her well-being and deliberately left her a private space to digest her emotions, Yang Ruoqing and Luo Fengtang's attention was always on their daughter's room.

Luo Fengtang, in particular, barely slept the entire night.

Seeing his two sons sleeping soundly in the bed, Luo Fengtang sighed softly and said to Yang Ruoqing: "In the past, I only looked down on those who favored sons over daughters. When a child was born, I would say it was a good thing if it was a boy, and it was also a good thing if it was a girl."

"But now that my daughter has grown up, I feel bad about being a father."

"What does it feel like? Tell me about it."

Yang Ruoqing turned sideways, resting her face on her hand, and looked at him in the dim light that came through the fine gauze of the tent. Luo Fengtang continued, "I look forward to my daughter growing up, and I look forward to handing her over to a son-in-law who we can trust."

"But I always feel that this young man is unreliable, and that young man is dishonest and irresponsible..."

"Haha, do you feel that there is no man in this world who is worthy of your daughter? Is that what you think?" Yang Ruoqing asked again.

Luo Fengtang nodded: "That's exactly how I feel, but when it comes to my sons, I only have one request for my future daughter-in-law."

"What's the request?"

"As long as she is the one my son likes, any other conditions are irrelevant!"

Yang Ruoqing burst out laughing.

"Oh my god, Luo Fengtang, you are such a hypocritical father!"

Luo Fengtang himself laughed softly out of embarrassment. In the bed, he gently grasped Yang Ruoqing's other hand, and rubbed it gently in his palm which was covered with thick calluses from being sharpened by swords.

"What about you, Qing'er? What are your different ideas about sons-in-law and daughters-in-law?"

"I need to think about this question before I answer you."

After a moment, Yang Ruoqing spoke up: "I'm not as strict as you when it comes to my daughter. There's a saying that the more a mother-in-law looks at her son-in-law, the more she likes him."

"I don't like Bingbing more and more, which means he and I are not destined to be mother-in-law and son-in-law."

"If we are right, I think I will treat my son-in-law as my son."

"As for my son's daughter-in-law... I agree with you on one point, that is, she must be the one my son loves. Secondly, this one must also love my son!"

"After all, a good relationship between husband and wife and family should be a two-way process, not one party giving and the other party taking, or just sitting back and enjoying the fruits of their labor."

There is another thing that Yang Ruoqing did not say, which is that she would teach her sons to respect girls from an early age, to bravely pursue their own love when they grow up, and to be responsible men.

However, you must never be a bootlicker!

  No matter how much you like a girl, if she doesn't respond to you for a long time, then you have to walk away. Don't be a cheapskate and ask for trouble!

As the two chatted, they began to relax a little bit.

Finally, Yang Ruoqing counseled Luo Fengtang: "Don't worry too much. This is the path our daughter has to go through. If she wants to mature, she has to walk the path herself."

"Believe in her, she can do it. She has always been the kind of fragile girl."

"Yes, I believe it!"

Suddenly there was a sound of rain outside, and it seemed to be windy.

"It's strange. The sun was shining brightly all day today and there didn't seem to be any sign of bad weather. Why did it suddenly turn windy and rainy?" Yang Ruoqing said to herself.

Luo Fengtang said: "There is less rain in the twelfth month before the New Year, but there may be more rain in the first month of the year. This is normal."

"Well, that's normal. Let's go to sleep. If it rains too hard tomorrow, I'll go tell my parents to cancel the trip to Xiangjiazhuang to pay New Year's greetings."

"If it's Xiao Yusi'er, then we won't change the itinerary."