Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 11403

Because Liu was in the west room, Yang Ruoqing and Yang Huaming did not talk in the yard, even though the sun in the yard was really nice and warm in the morning and it would be very comfortable to sit under the wall and talk in the sun. However, because of Liu's presence, there was always a psychological obstacle, so old Yang invited everyone to talk in the east room where he lived.

Yang Ruoqing did have a few questions to ask Yang Huaming, so she didn't think too much about going to the east room to talk. So, when she followed Old Yang and was the second one to enter the east room,
When a scent that made her soul go crazy came to her face, moistening her mouth, nose, and every exposed pore of her skin, a voice in Yang Ruoqing's heart shouted: Oh no!

She wanted to raise her hand and slap herself. She was overwhelmed by the regret and stood still, not knowing what to do next.

"What's the matter, Qing'er? Come in? Come in and talk!"

Old Yang walked a few steps into the house with his hands behind his back. When he turned around, he found Yang Ruoqing hesitating at the door with a strange look on her face.

"Master, I'll go to the toilet first, you guys can chat first." After saying that, she turned around and crawled out from under Yang Huaming's armpit, and even pulled Luo Fengtang intimately: "Come with me to the toilet."

Luo Fengtang didn't understand, but he already had muscle memory for Yang Ruoqing's instructions.

"Okay." He turned around decisively and went to the backyard with Yang Ruoqing.

Yang Huaming saw Luo Fengtang following Yang Ruoqing and escorting her to the backyard. He was angry and gloomy because of Liu before. When he saw the backs of the two of them walking away hand in hand, he was stunned and a little distracted.

In his mind, he inexplicably recalled the time when they were newly married and also lived in this small courtyard. Liu was afraid of the dark when going to the toilet at night, so at her command, no matter how warm the quilt was, he would immediately put on his clothes and escort her to the backyard.

She was squatting in the toilet humming, and he was standing outside the toilet, looking at the moon and eating melon seeds. The two of them could still chat about family matters through the fence door of the toilet!
Once upon a time, they were as loving and innocent as Qing'er and Tang'er, but how come after decades, other couples were getting closer and closer, while Liu and I were at loggerheads? Were we both so eager to kill each other when we met?
"Old Four, what are you doing standing at the door? Come in!" Old Yang waved at Yang Huaming from inside the house.

Moreover, the old man was already standing at the eight-immortals table, holding a teapot and tea bowls, and it seemed that he was ready to entertain them and make tea for them!
Yang Huaming came to his senses, retracted his gaze, and stepped into the east room.

"Ugh!" Yang Huaming had just come in and hadn't even stood still when he was suddenly hit by the smell in the room.

"What's the matter? Why are you still retching? Did you catch a cold or what?" When Old Yang saw Yang Huaming come into the room, he bent down and leaned against the wall and retched. He quickly put down the teapot in his hand, walked quickly behind Yang Huaming, patted his back hard, trying to help him feel better.

As a result, Yang Huaming saw a pool of wet things in the corner. There were not only socks and the boxer shorts worn innermost, but also some things that he couldn't tell what they were.

Those things were mixed together and emitted a strange smell continuously. It was this smell that made him vomit.

"I can't, I can't do it anymore..." Yang Huaming held his stomach, struggled to stand up, staggered out of the east room, rushed to the yard, and retched again...

In the backyard, Luo Fengtang saw Yang Ruoqing go around to the back of the kitchen and stand there without moving.

"Qing'er, what's wrong? Why don't you leave?"

"Silly, I don't really need to go to the toilet."

"Ah?" Luo Fengtang was puzzled, "But, didn't you say before..." And before that, Qing'er looked very anxious, as if she was about to lose control, which frightened him so much that he didn't dare to stop for a moment. Yang Ruoqing saw his confused look and thought it was very cute. She smiled and winked at him: "I was pretending."

"Why?" Luo Fengtang was even more confused.

"There was a weird smell in my grandfather's room. I almost vomited when I entered!"

Even though they were far away from the east room at this moment, Yang Ruoqing recalled the feeling when she stepped into the door before. Wow, her internal organs began to move again and her brows were furrowed.

"I suspect that during the time when my grandma was not at home, my grandpa let himself go and peed in the house!"

The old man peed and shit in the house? This was too...too unbelievable for Luo Fengtang.

"Grandma went to town and grandpa is alone at home. His east room should be cleaned up by his aunts and sisters-in-law, right?" he asked.

Yang Ruoqing said, "Yes, why didn't anyone come to clean it up? If no one cleaned it up, the house would be even dirtier and more frightening!"

Yang Ruoqing heard about it. It happened that the fourth room was taking care of the old man this month, so Liu Jinchuan came every other day to take the old man's dirty clothes to wash.

The old man goes to the fourth room to eat all the meals. He doesn't like others to bring him meals. He dislikes that the meals are air-conditioned. He likes to eat freshly cooked meals and prefers to sit at the table and eat with his family in a lively atmosphere.

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Mrs. Liu was worried. Liu Jinchuan's child had been a little sick recently, and probably came to the east room less often, so the old man cleaned up the room.

"My fourth uncle in the front yard has been murdered. Listen." Yang Ruoqing turned around, leaned on the wall behind the kitchen and pricked up her ears to catch any noises from the front yard. Yang Huaming's heart-wrenching retching sounds reached Yang Ruoqing's ears. Yang Ruoqing knew that her fourth uncle was warding off disaster for her.

Luo Fengtang also heard it. His eyebrows twitched. Facing such a problem was a bit tricky.

"Then are we still going over there?" he asked. We couldn't just hide here forever, could we?
Yang Ruoqing said, "Let's go there now, but you can't go into the east room anymore."

As soon as they returned to the front yard, they heard Yang Huaming questioning and condemning Old Yang: "Dad, don't you have a chamber pot in your room? Why do you pee behind the door in the corner?"

Old Yang's face darkened. "What nonsense! I don't believe that!"

Yang Huaming was so angry at Old Yang's sophistry that his mouth was crooked. He pointed at his nose and said, "Dad, you are lying with your eyes open. Behind your door, next to the wall, there is a strip of wet soil on the ground. It is smelly and stinky. Do you think my nose is not working and I can't smell it?"

Old Yang looked around with guilty eyes, but his mouth remained firm: "No, I'm not a coward, how could I do those things in the house? Don't talk nonsense!"

Yang Huaming laughed out of anger and looked around to find someone to come over as a witness. He just happened to see Yang Ruoqing and Luo Fengtang coming from the backyard together.