Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 12012

When Yang Ruoqing arrived at the backyard of the third house, it was quite lively. She could hear the hearty laughter of Madam Sun from a distance.

That's true. Today, three families are making tofu together: the Sun family and the Fifth Branch. So it's perfectly normal for Madam Sun and Bao Suyun to be here.

"Qing'er is here. Tuantuan, Yuanyuan, what were you saying just now?" When Madam Sun saw Yang Ruoqing, she didn't greet her but continued to tease the two little ones beside her, Tuantuan and Yuanyuan.

The two little brothers, Tuan Tuan and Yuan Yuan, looked at each other, their eyes darting around. It was clear that they had said something while Yang Ruoqing was away, something they couldn't say to her.

"What? What did you say? Tell me." Yang Ruoqing came over with a smile, her eyes very gentle.

However, even though her eyes seemed gentle to outsiders, her two sons knew that their mother was not so simple and that they should not be deceived by her gentle eyes and smile.

"Mother, my younger brother said earlier that he wanted to be a child of the Sun family." Tuantuan pointed at Yuanyuan in front of her and reported Yuanyuan.

Yuanyuan, who was reported, had a look on her face that said, "I never expected this."

He never expected to be betrayed to his face by his own brother, his dear brother. Immediately, Yuanyuan's face turned bright red with anger, and he yelled at the top of his lungs, "It's not like that! I... I'll beat you to death!"

Before the words were even finished, the little fist had already been raised and then smashed directly into Tuantuan's left cheek.

Tuantuan was caught off guard and was hit squarely, causing half of her face to swell up immediately.

He burst into tears, raised his fists, and lunged forward, wrestling with Tuantuan.

The two children punched and kicked each other, pulling each other's hair and clothes. Tuantuan stretched out her leg to trip Yuanyuan's heel, trying to make Yuanyuan fall.

Unfortunately, Tuantuan is half a head shorter than Yuanyuan and weighs almost 6 pounds less.

In addition, Yuanyuan's interest lies in martial arts practice. She is very serious and persistent in practicing horse stance, so her lower body is very stable. Tuantuan tried to trip her several times, but not only did she fail to trip Yuanyuan, she also made herself unsteady and swaying.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Yuanyuan suddenly exerted her strength, quickly moving her hands up Tuantuan's arm while holding his wrist, pressing down on Tuantuan's shoulder, and then in a clever throwing motion, Tuantuan, as the older brother, was thrown to the ground. Yuanyuan then leaned in and pinned Tuantuan down.

"You were the one who said that first, why did you betray me!" Yuanyuan was so angry that her eyes turned red, and she raised her little fist above her head again, about to hit Tuantuan's face again.

A whip flew over, wrapped around Yuanyuan's waist, and pulled him back from Tuantuan's body. Yang Ruoqing immediately grabbed him and pulled him into her arms.

"Alright, that's enough!" Yang Ruoqing's voice was relatively calm, and she did not go crazy or break down because of her two sons fighting.

In contrast, Madam Sun, who was standing next to her, had long since lost her composure.

She was frightened when the two little ones started fighting and tried to separate them, but Yang Ruoqing stopped her.

That's right, you read that right, and Madam Sun didn't read it wrong either. When her two sons were fighting, it was their own mother who stopped them from being separated by others and let them fight on their own.

Once the fighting has nearly ended, the mother herself will pull the victor away from the loser's side.

"Ouch, my little darling Tuantuan, you must be in so much pain!" As soon as Yang Ruoqing let go, Da Sun rushed forward and picked Tuantuan up from the ground. She brushed the dust off Tuantuan's clothes and examined the injuries on Tuantuan's body from head to toe.

Meanwhile, Yang Huazhong and Sun Shi, hearing the commotion outside, rushed out of the kitchen.

"What happened? Why is Tuantuan crying?"

"This is... a fight? Who did they fight with?"

"Oh dear, my little darling, your face is all swollen! Quick, quick, boil an egg and put it on your face..."

"..."

After a lot of 'chaotic concern', Tuantuan stopped crying and was taken to the kitchen by Sun to have her face treated.

In the courtyard, Yang Ruoqing sat on the stone mill next to her, with Yuanyuan standing in front of her, her face full of guilt, yet she still tried her best to stick her neck out.

"It's wrong of your brother to betray you, but you can't just fly into a rage and hit someone over a casual remark!"

"You can't resist being provoked or verbally attacked, and you immediately resort to violence. Even if you're in the right, you become unreasonable!"

"We both said that, and it was my brother who said it first, so why are you blaming me!" Yuanyuan said defiantly, even though Yang Ruoqing had just slapped her bottom a few times.

But that level of corporal punishment was nothing more than a tickle to him.

"Even so, you can't kill your brother! Look what you've done to him!"

"He was just outmatched; he deserved to be beaten!"

"Snapped!"

This time, Yang Ruoqing's slap didn't land on Yuanyuan's chubby, resilient bottom, but instead landed on the back of his hand.

You can't hit the head, you can't hit the face, and you can't hit any other important parts of the body, so you can only hit the hands, and the hands are the most painful.

He slapped Yuanyuan's hand until it was red and her knuckles ached. He was startled, looked up, his eyes red and tears welling up, his face full of fear of Yang Ruoqing.

Because he knew that his mother had truly lost her temper.

"I'll ask you one last time, did you make a mistake?" Yang Ruoqing stared coldly at the unruly brat in front of her, emphasizing her tone.

Yuanyuan gritted her teeth, stubbornly refusing to admit her mistake.

Yang Huazhong and Madam Sun came over from the kitchen doorway, watching this area. They had just seen Yang Ruoqing disciplining Yuanyuan, so they dared not go forward.

Seeing that she had actually started doing it after being verbally reprimanded, Yang Huazhong and Madam Sun could no longer care about anything else and rushed over.

One person tried to dissuade Yang Ruoqing from making a move, while the other quickly pulled Yuanyuan aside and comforted her.

However, Yuanyuan kept secretly glancing at Yang Ruoqing.

Clearly, all the verbal persuasion from others was powerless against him at this moment; only his mother's forgiveness was what he wanted.

"Qing'er, you can say whatever you want, but don't hit her. Yuanyuan's tender hands are all red from being hit," Da Sunshi advised. Even someone as carefree as her felt sorry for Yuanyuan's little hands when she saw them.

Yang Ruoqing shook her head at Madam Sun, her gaze continuing to fall on Yuanyuan, who was being held in Yang Huazhong's arms, her eyes filled with tears, yet she was clenching her teeth and not uttering a sound.

"Do you know you're wrong?" Yang Ruoqing asked again.

Yang Huazhong quickly said, "He knows, he knows, he just told me..."

Yang Ruoqing rolled her eyes inwardly. This grandparents' pampering of the child was truly excessive. They were telling such a lie for the child in front of both her and the child.

“Dad, don’t speak up for him, it will hurt him.” After Yang Ruoqing finished speaking, her gaze became even more stern as she stared at Yuanyuan again: “If you still want to be a good child for your mother, you must admit your mistake!” Yuanyuan’s little eyebrows furrowed tightly, her face full of struggle, and she reluctantly opened her mouth: “I, I was wrong.”

Yang Ruoqing's tense nerves relaxed a little. To be honest, her child was already three years old and growing up day by day.

It's a little boy again. If he's really stubborn and refuses to admit his mistakes, he won't listen to reason, and even slapping him won't work... It's a real headache for parents.

You can't really kill him, can you?

Fortunately, after such a long stalemate and tug-of-war, Yuanyuan finally gave in, and Yang Ruoqing quickly seized this opportunity to back down.

She squatted down and stretched out her arms to Yuanyuan: "Come, come to your mother."

Yang Huazhong originally thought that Yuanyuan would not dare to go over easily, after all, his tender little hands had just been bruised and swollen by Yang Ruoqing. However, as soon as the fingers that were holding his clothes loosened, Yuanyuan happily jumped into Yang Ruoqing's arms.

Yang Huazhong stood up awkwardly, looked at the scene before him, grinned, and couldn't tell whether he felt gratified or disappointed.

Perhaps there was a slight sense of disappointment mixed in. He had thought that his grandson would be very useful today, but as soon as his mother called, his little grandson was immediately taken care of.

"Grandpa's love and grandma's love are no match for a mother's love," said Madam Sun, watching the scene unfold.

Yang Huazhong nodded in agreement, "No one can compare to a child who has been pregnant for ten months and is a piece of flesh that has fallen from your body!"

Yang Ruoqing ignored her father and aunt's comments. She squatted down in front of Tuantuan, took his little hand that she had hit and made red and swollen, looked at it, and then lowered her head to gently blow on it.

Just as I raised my head to say something, I saw Yuanyuan's tears falling from her eyes and onto the back of her hand.

Yang Ruoqing's heart skipped a beat. Well, this stubborn little brat really was sent by heaven to torment her.

She had hit him and disciplined him before, and he had stubbornly held back his tears. But now, she gently blew on his little hand, and the tears came right down his cheeks.

"Does it hurt a lot?" Yang Ruoqing took out her handkerchief and gently wiped the tears from his face, asking.

"It doesn't hurt," he shook his head.

I just... feel wronged.

No one knows a son better than his mother; how could Yang Ruoqing not see what he was thinking?
She gently rubbed his little hand and said, "Brother was also wrong; betraying someone is wrong."

He twitched his slightly red nose, pouting and looking at Yang Ruoqing with a wronged yet expectant expression.

"Mother will also teach him a lesson later, because betraying someone is an unrighteous act. Our Luo family's children cannot be like that..."

“That’s a bad kid!” Yuanyuan said.

Well, they've even learned to answer questions quickly.

Yang Ruoqing smiled and nodded: "That's right, you're right, so he also needs to be criticized and taught a lesson."

"But you must remember, from now on you can't just start a fight with someone at the drop of a hat. We should try to be polite first, then resort to force!"

"Oh." He only half understood. He hadn't formally started school yet, and even though Yang Ruoqing and Luo Fengtang had mentioned this word to the two brothers a few times, Yuanyuan probably still only half understood what "courtesy before force" meant!

Yang Ruoqing didn't expect him to know everything now. She thought that he would naturally learn everything he needed to know as he went to school.

Now we need to tell him, to make him remember, that he can't hit people randomly, and that we should reason with him first.

"What's going on?" Yang Ruoqing had just finished dealing with Yuanyuan when Luo Fengtang, who had also finished his official business, came over.

Although he was still unclear about what had happened, his keen senses, the posture of the mother and child, the expressions of Yang Huazhong and Madam Sun, and even the lingering smell of gunpowder in the air...

Luo Fengtang judged that a dispute had just taken place here, and besides, he only saw Yuanyuan but not Tuantuan, although his mother-in-law's voice could be heard indistinctly coming from the kitchen.

Based on all the information, Luo Fengtang concluded that it was most likely that the two little ones had gotten into a fight.

"You're here? They were fighting, and I've only dealt with half of it. I haven't dealt with the one inside yet." Yang Ruoqing stood up, took Yuanyuan's hand, and walked towards Luo Fengtang. As she spoke, she shrugged slightly, her eyes filled with helplessness and a bitter smile. She believed Luo Fengtang understood.

Luo Fengtang understood perfectly. His gaze swept over Yuanyuan's face, which was clearly wet with tears, and he frowned slightly.

"A real man sheds blood, not tears. What kind of man cries like that!"

However, when Luo Fengtang glanced at Yuanyuan's swollen little hand, he gasped again.

A coordinated attack?

The older brother has really made something of himself! He used to always lose to his younger brother, but today he turned the tables on him.

"Don't even think about it, do you think that's possible?" Yang Ruoqing saw through Luo Fengtang's suspicion at a glance, and touched his round little hand: "I hit him, brother, I'm the one who got hit, and right now he's in the kitchen having his grandma put an egg on his face!"

Luo Fengtang finally understood.

"You go and deal with the one inside. The one outside has already been taught a lesson. As for the one inside, deal with it as it comes. Our main principle is fairness and justice." As Luo Fengtang spoke, he bent down and picked up Yuanyuan.

"Come on, let me take you back to apply the medicine first."

Although he often had a headache because of his youngest son's mischievous and troublesome nature, which made him prone to fighting, especially since his youngest son would often hold down his older son and beat him up...

However, when Luo Fengtang actually saw his youngest son's swollen little hand, his heart was still deeply hurt.

But because it was his wife's 'masterpiece,' he wouldn't show a word of it, even though he felt sorry for her.

Watching Luo Fengtang hurriedly leave with Yuanyuan in his arms, Yang Ruoqing slumped her shoulders. "...Sigh, this child is too naughty. Naughty children deserve a lot more beatings!"

This beating didn't come from his friends, but from his mother's...disruptive suppression of him.

"Tang Yazi is cold on the outside but warm on the inside. She felt sorry for Yuanyuan's hands when she saw them like that." Yang Huazhong walked over and sighed, "Qing'er, next time you should hit her lighter. Just a little bit is enough. Yuanyuan's hands are so delicate, they can't withstand that kind of blow."

Yang Ruoqing smiled bitterly, "Dad, do you think I wanted this? This is just infuriating!"

"Never mind, I won't say anymore. The person inside is still waiting for me to go in and deal with them!" Yang Ruoqing waved her hand and turned to go into the kitchen.

Standing there, watching Yang Ruoqing's dejected figure, Madam Sun felt guilty.

"Sigh, it's all my fault today. If I had known it would turn out like this, I shouldn't have teased those two brothers..."

Hearing his older sister's self-reproachful words, Yang Huazhong turned around to comfort her: "It's not entirely your fault, older sister. It's mainly because the two little ones are still too young and don't understand things. They can't handle being teased."

"However, having learned from today's lesson, from now on, whether it's you, me, or their grandma, we all need to be more careful when teasing them."