Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 11963

“But I’m different. My family and friends are all over there. Here, I only have my sister Mai Sui’er. However, the only connection between us is the memories and feelings left by the original owner. This feeling is very weak for me and is not enough to overcome my attachment to the real world!”

Yang Ruoqing pondered for a moment, then raised her eyes and said, "I understand how you feel. As a fellow transmigrator, I will help you find a solution."

"Thank you so much!" said Mai Li'er.

“I really couldn’t stay at the Mai family’s house any longer before I went back, so I mustered up the courage to ask you to take me in last night,” Mai Li’er said again.

Yang Ruoqing nodded: "I understand. You are too young. Even if you are a time traveler, in the palm of Mai Lao Er and the Tie family, your advantages as a time traveler are nothing to cause any trouble."

"Even if you mastered the fighting techniques from your previous life, because your physical strength and stamina are limited, you can only use a trick against children like Yuanyuan at most."

“You should know that even if they’re adults like Mai Lao Er and Tie Shi, they can still grab you like a chick.”

Mai Li'er blushed, a hint of shame and indignation in her eyes, because she remembered last night when she had just transmigrated, Mai Lao Er and Tie Shi had pressed her head down and buried her face in her rice bowl...

From childhood to adulthood, her parents had never treated her so roughly. Sometimes, when she felt lazy, she would play games on her phone while eating, and her mother would sit next to her with a bowl of rice and feed her with a spoon...

I have never suffered such humiliation before.
"Sooner or later, I'll settle these scores with them myself!" Mai Li'er said through gritted teeth. "But before that, I need a safe haven where I can grow up."

Yang Ruoqing raised an eyebrow: "The Luo family is the most suitable for you. I will let you go to school and learn martial arts with Tuantuan and Yuanyuan."

"I'll help you and protect you until you come of age. You have to promise me that you'll help me discipline my two naughty sons."

Mai Li'er's eyes lit up instantly: "Deal!"

The two talked for a while and formed a partnership based on shared interests, because Yang Ruoqing was a senior who had arrived earlier than Mai Li'er and had lived in this world for more than 20 years.

So from now on, Mai Li'er will continue to call her aunt, and Yang Ruoqing will protect Mai Li'er in this world until she comes of age.

Before leaving, Yang Ruoqing thought of something and suddenly asked her, "You said earlier that you know everything about my past, as well as my feelings for my family and friends in this world. Is there any deeper meaning to that?"

Mai Li'er had already climbed down from the stool, ready to see Yang Ruoqing off.

Upon hearing this, Mai Li'er revealed a sly smile. "Aunt Qing'er, I originally thought that if I didn't ask, I wouldn't bring it up either, and I would just let it go."

"I never expected that no loophole or detail could escape your notice. You truly are the chosen heroine! I have no choice but to admire you!"

A female-centric story?
Yang Ruoqing was even more confused by this term. She turned around and stared at Mai Li'er. "You've called me the female lead twice already. What does that mean? Explain yourself."

Mai Li smiled, put her hands behind her back, circled around Yang Ruoqing, looked her up and down, and said with a smile, "Aunt Qing'er, although we are both outsiders in this world, we are different even though we are both outsiders."

"You are a time traveler, and I am a transmigrator from a book!"

"Time traveler? Book transmigrator? This... is a bit of a mouthful. They're similar, yet different. Let me think about it..."

Yang Ruoqing held her head and had a brainstorming session, and then, the CPU in her brain almost got crushed!
Her pupils widened little by little. Even the most terrifying events couldn't make her easily lose control of her expression, but at this moment, she seemed to be on the verge of collapse.

Mai Li'er gently grasped Yang Ruoqing's other hand, which was hanging by her side, and shook it a few times, saying, "Aunt Qing'er, no matter what our origins are, we are real here, and our existence is justified!"

……

Yang Ruoqing didn't eat a single bite of the Luo family's dinner tonight.

The official explanation was that she had eaten lunch at Yang Huazhong and Wang Hongtao's house, and she was so full that she had no appetite that night.

Ever since returning from Mai Li'er's place, Yang Ruoqing has been lying in bed, pretending to sleep with her eyes closed, but her mind is actually a complete mess.

She never imagined that she, who thought she was a modern person who had mastered advanced medical and technological information from the future, was actually just the female protagonist in a female-oriented novel written by a female author in Mai Li'er's world when she was at home taking care of her child!

The author of "Grass Mud Horse", after all this time, if you are Nuwa, then I, Luo Fengtang, and all the family and friends I want to protect... are all just clay figures you typed out from under your keyboard?
This is too bizarre, this is unacceptable. Yang Ruoqing even felt that she was not only unreal, but also living with a great sense of insecurity.

Mai Li'er is the real transmigrator from the future. She accidentally transmigrated into the world after casually making a few comments while reading the novel.

Yang Ruoqing had previously exchanged some information about the future world with Mai Li'er. Yang Ruoqing discovered that many things on her side were like they had been pixelated. After checking with Mai Li'er, she realized that her side was indeed a fake, while the information Mai Li'er possessed was the real information.

For example, as Mai Li'er said, in later generations in China, there was no such thing as an assassin organization that adopted orphans. Yang Ruoqing's understanding of the country's capital was called Jing City, but the real capital was called Beijing.

In Yang Ruoqing's mind, the country's top universities are Tsinghua and Peking University, which are also located in Beijing.

In reality, Tsinghua and Peking University do not exist. The abbreviation "Tsinghua and Peking University" is a common term used by writers of male and female-oriented novels to avoid sensitive words.

The two top-tier 985 universities in Beiping are Peking University and Tsinghua University...

Honestly, after Yang Ruoqing came out of Mai Li'er's room, she was completely disoriented, her worldview shattered. So now, lying on the bed, with two or three layers of curtains and canopies pulled down, wrapped in the quilt and hugging her shoulders tightly, she still felt trembling all over and her body was ice cold...

There's a constant feeling that an unseen hand is manipulating things from behind the scenes—her life, the lives of everyone she cares about, and the plot of this world... all of it is being controlled by that hand!

I used to think there were ghosts, monsters, gods, and Buddhas, but now I've discovered that in this space-time, the creator is actually that female author who lives in another dimension and stays at home!
hateful!

My fate and destiny, Yang Ruoqing's script, are actually controlled by her? No! This can't be!
Familiar footsteps entered the bedroom, and the curtains were gently parted by a large hand, revealing Luo Fengtang's concerned face.

"Qing'er, get up and eat something before you go back to sleep!" Luo Fengtang said softly, sitting down by the bed with a tray in his hand, on which were bowls and chopsticks.

Yang Ruoqing opened her eyes and saw that the person who came was Luo Fengtang. Her eyes reddened and tears instantly rolled down her cheeks.

This scene made Luo Fengtang panic instantly. He didn't know what had happened. How could Qing'er be like this all of a sudden?
He quickly put the tray aside, bent down to support Yang Ruoqing's shoulders, pulled her out of the blanket, and hugged her to comfort her.

"Silly Qing'er, why are you crying? I thought you were just sleepy. What's wrong? Did you have a nightmare? Tell me, and you won't be scared if you tell me!" Yang Ruoqing curled up in Luo Fengtang's arms. Hearing his comforting words and listening to his strong heartbeat, a familiar sense of security welled up inside her.

However, the thought that this living, breathing Luo Fengtang was also a character created by the same author, whose life and death were in her hands, filled Yang Ruoqing with even greater panic. This panic was also very powerless, so she could only hold him tighter, and her tears flowed even more fiercely.

It seemed that only in this way could Luo Fengtang be held tightly and prevented from 'slipping away'.

Yang Ruoqing's actions clearly baffled Luo Fengtang, making him even more worried and anxious.

"Qing'er, what's wrong? Tell me, don't make me worry!"

"I understand. You went to see Mai Li'er earlier, saying you wanted to test whether she was a time traveler."

"Did Mai Li'er say something to you?"

"If you don't tell me, I'll go and grab Mai Li'er! If she says anything offensive, I'll kill her!"

Luo Fengtang was not joking. As a war god and a killing god, his righteous spirit and killing aura coexisted.

"Don't go, I'm telling you!"

Yang Ruoqing grabbed his hand and took several deep breaths before she finally managed to calm herself down.

"Go and close the doors and windows tightly, because I don't want a fourth person to know what I'm about to say!"

Luo Fengtang's expression was stern: "Alright, wait for me!"

Soon, Luo Fengtang closed all the doors and windows tightly and bolted them to ensure that not a single fly could get in.

"Qing'er, I'm back. Tell me." He sat down by the bed and pulled Yang Ruoqing into his arms again, his warm hands gently stroking her back to encourage her.

Yang Ruoqing had already sorted out her emotions and words in her mind. She raised her head and told Luo Fengtang the truth about the transmigrator and the book transmigrator.

Shock gradually appeared in Luo Fengtang's eyes.

For a period of time, Luo Fengtang's large hand remained on Yang Ruoqing's back, and he even forgot to gently stroke her.

Yang Ruoqing's reaction to Luo Fengtang was no exception, because any normal person capable of independent thinking would be unable to remain calm after hearing such explosive information.

It's already quite remarkable that he didn't break down mentally. In fact, while Yang Ruoqing had anticipated Luo Fengtang's shock, the extent of his shock led her to misjudge the situation.

After a short while, the shock in Luo Fengtang's eyes gradually faded, and instead, a hint of smugness even appeared on his face.

"So, we're living in a world of storybooks? Everything that happens in every corner of this world every day is just a fleeting dream created by some author?"

He savored the memory, murmured to himself, and nodded slightly with narrowed eyes: "Interesting."

"Interesting? Seriously? I was terrified, completely scared, and you say it's interesting? How is it interesting at all?"

Yang Ruoqing struggled to sit up from his embrace, looked up at him with a hint of disbelief.

“Our fates are all in the hands of that author. If she gets upset one day, or goes through menopause and becomes irritable, she might just type a few words and arrange a way for us to die! Aren’t you afraid?” Yang Ruoqing said, gesturing as she made a slash at her neck with her hand, then tilted her head and stuck out her tongue, making a choking motion.

Luo Fengtang raised his hand and rubbed her head, not allowing her to do such a silly and unlucky thing.

“What, Qing’er? If the fate and plot of our world are truly controlled by the Heavenly Dao, then I would really be terrified!” he said.

"If it only exists in a storybook, then I'm really not worried!"

Yang Ruoqing sat up straight again, cross-legged in front of him, and poked his firm and elastic chest with her finger: "Quick, tell me why you're not flustered, and see if you can convince me of my anxiety!"

Luo Fengtang nodded: "Think about it, since it's a storybook, and we are the male and female protagonists created by the author, in other words, you may be the author's own reflection and projection, while I am the male protagonist she imagined based on her perfect husband."

"In this world, our storyline unfolds. You are living in this world in place of the author, while I am her confidante and lover placed by her side!"

"To put it proudly, the two of us are the chosen ones of this world, the darlings of the author, or rather, the darlings of the heavens of this world. Anyone who opposes us will surely die!"

Yang Ruoqing stared wide-eyed at Luo Fengtang's opening and closing mouth.

I used to think his mouth was just nicely shaped and had a lot of masculine charm, but now I realize that it actually sounds really good when he speaks!

If you like it, please say more! I love to hear it!

"Keep talking, don't stop!" Yang Ruoqing snapped out of her daze and urged Luo Fengtang on.

Luo Fengtang suddenly stretched out his arm again and pulled Yang Ruoqing into his arms, gently nuzzling his chin against her neck: "I still prefer to talk to you while I'm holding you."

"Sure, sure, keep going. You've already brainwashed half of me."

Luo Fengtang chuckled softly and continued, "Think back to the path we've walked together over the years, the things we've encountered. We've supported each other through thick and thin. Although we've faced many twists and turns and hardships, in the end, a bright future always awaits us, right?"

"Even though Chen'er was lost back then, he was eventually found, and our family was reunited, wasn't he?"

"And our family and friends, Da'an, Xiao'an, Zhi'er, Jinling..."

(End of this chapter)