Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 11866

"Qing'er, if I'm not mistaken, those people are like homeless stray dogs right now, and they might come begging to your Luo family's doorstep in no time!"

Having just finished mocking Sixi's mother and her group at the third house's door, Liu's emotional value was instantly at its peak. Without lingering on the fight, she happily ran over to the Luo family to report the 'battle situation' to Yang Ruoqing.

At this moment, in the Luo family home, Yang Ruoqing was sunbathing with Nini in the yard, while Tuantuan, Yuanyuan, Jiang Lan, and several other children of similar age living next door to Jiang Lan's house were playing a game called "drop the handkerchief".

Neither Yang Ruoqing, the agent in her past life, nor Pang Ya in this life participated in the game of dropping the handkerchief during their childhood.

Needless to say, in their past lives, they grew up in a special organization where their childhood games were all about fighting. The leader of the organization brought together a group of "orphans" from all over the country and put them through life-or-death training every day, making them play fighting games like raising poisonous insects. Only the last child left could walk out of that hell that never saw the light of day.

The game of dropping the handkerchief? That's a game that only normal children in other families have in their normal childhood.

As for Fatty in this life, because she was silly since she was little and didn't know to run home when it rained, the other children in the village never included Fatty in the game of dropping the handkerchief.

In the fragmented and chaotic memories Yang Ruoqing found of Fatty, while other children played the game of "drop the handkerchief," she would stand not far away, drooling and watching blankly... In the end, when the others got tired of playing and bored, one of the children would start a commotion, and the other children would swarm over to play games of teasing Fatty to clear their heads...

So when they saw Tuan Tuan and Yuan Yuan playing the game of dropping the handkerchief, not only was Nini, whom Yang Ruoqing was holding hands with, watching with great interest, but even Yang Ruoqing herself had a complicated expression.

Under such circumstances, even if Liu brought news of the 'battle situation' from Sixi's side, Yang Ruoqing wasn't very interested.

"Qing'er, what's so interesting about this little kid's game of dropping the handkerchief? We were so tired of it when we were kids!" Liu said again. "Hey, I'm telling you, they might bring gifts to your house in a little while!"

Only then did Yang Ruoqing turn her gaze away from the children and focus on Liu Shi. "Who needs their little bit of brown sugar and red dates? This is ridiculous."

"Even if you come, not just anyone can enter the gates of the Luo family."

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In the front yard, outside the Luo family's gate, Uncle Sixi hesitated for a moment, but finally cautiously raised his hand and patted the heavy bronze gate.

Behind Uncle Sixi, Uncle Sixi and Aunt Sixi also stood there. Uncle Sixi hunched his shoulders. For some reason, he had often turned his head to look at and admire the grandeur of the Luo family compound when he passed by the main road in front of the gate before, but he never felt this way before.

Now that I'm actually standing in front of someone's gate, wanting to go in and pay a visit, I suddenly feel that the gate in front of me is really, really high, really heavy, really heavy!
Especially the few times that Uncle Sixi knocked on the door earlier, it was like a big hammer pounding on Uncle Sixi's heart, making him feel that his heart was heavy and his breathing was a little heavy.

"Brother, are we really going to the Luo family? Yang Ruoqing is not someone to be trifled with. Maybe we should just leave?"

Sixi Niang also felt a tremendous sense of pressure, her legs were trembling, and she whispered to her brother beside her, wanting to back down.

Sixi's uncle told Sixi's mother in a deep voice, "Think it through. It's easy to back down, but getting your husband and sons out will be much harder!"

When Sixi's mother heard this, she was completely dumbfounded. She could only clench her fist tightly and dig her long fingernails into the flesh of her palm to make herself feel the pain and to make her realize the importance and urgency of the matter.

When it's time to ask someone for something, you have to be humble and subservient, even if they treat you like a dog, you have to swallow the shit in front of you first.

As long as we can get the men and sons out of the house, it will be worth it! Over here, Uncle Sixi knocked on the door a few times and the door opened quickly. The person who opened the door was Xingwang, a servant of the Luo family.

"Who are you looking for?" Xingwang, guarding the door, peeked through a crack and looked at the three people outside. He asked in a cold and hard tone.

Uncle Sixi bowed slightly: "Oh, it's Brother Xingwang. We're from the village. We need to talk to your wife about something."

When Uncle Sixi said this, he deliberately lifted the gifts he was carrying so that Xingwang would know that they hadn't come empty-handed, but had come with sincerity.

However, Xingwang didn't even bother to lift his eyelids at these things, and his expression didn't change at all.

His tone was even somewhat impatient: "My wife has something to attend to and is not receiving guests right now. You may leave!"

After saying that, Xingwang retreated back inside and slammed the door shut.

Uncle Sixi's nose was almost hit, which scared him so much that he quickly jumped aside. He stared at the bronze door with some trepidation, opened his mouth, but dared not speak out.

Sixi's uncle and his wife also came over. They looked at the closed door and then at Sixi's uncle.

"What did Xingwang say? I didn't hear you clearly," said Sixi's mother.

Uncle Sixi remained silent because he had heard clearly that he had been turned away again.

Uncle Sixi gritted his teeth and said, "I'll try again."

Soon, Xingwang opened the door again. When he saw it was them again, he frowned impatiently and said, "I already told you that my wife has something to do and is not receiving guests right now."

Uncle Sixi kept bowing and scraping to Xingwang, saying, "Brother Xingwang, we're all from the same village. If we hadn't been in trouble, we would never have dared to come to your house for help!"

"Please, please pass on a message: please ask the lady to have mercy and let us see her..."

Xingwang waved his hand, "It's not that I don't want to tell her, but Madam has her own rules. She has her own things to do at this time."

From Xingwang's tone, Uncle Sixi still sensed a glimmer of hope. "Brother Xingwang, we can wait anytime. Just call out to Madam whenever you think it's convenient for her to see us, and we'll come in."

"What do you mean? Are you going to stay at my doorstep and not leave?" Xingwang asked with displeasure, then turned to call Ping'an over.

Uncle Sixi immediately stepped in front of Xingwang, blocking his way, and stuffed a handful of copper coins into Xingwang's hand.

"Brother Xingwang, please, please, Brother Xing, do us a favor. We'll wait here on the main road. Even if you let us go back, we're like ants on a hot pan, we can't stand it. Please, good deeds will be rewarded..."

Xingwang glanced at the group of them. At this moment, Sixi's uncle also pulled Sixi's mother towards Xingwang, bowing and scraping. Sixi's mother was still wiping away her tears.

Whether it was from sadness and grievance, or from feeling greatly humiliated, tears fell like broken beads, one after another.