Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 1729 Hugging left and right (two more)
She couldn't bear this feeling.

Immediately, my face was red, my ears were red, my heart was flustered, and my whole body felt like I was floating in the clouds.

Looking at her shy appearance, especially when she was shy, her eyes seemed to be rippling with spring water.

He also saw a heart rippling along with it.

If it wasn't for the child still being held in her arms, if it wasn't for the blue sky and daylight, if it wasn't for the menstruation on her body that hasn't passed yet...

He really wants to love her a lot!
The ambiguous atmosphere was interrupted by Luo Baobao's displeased hum.

"Why is my daughter unhappy? Where did you recruit her?"

Yang Ruoqing quickly used this to change the subject.

Luo Fengtang said: "I guess it's because of our friendship, she's jealous."

He smiled, and continued: "Didn't you say that the daughter is the little lover of the father in the previous life, hehe..."

Yang Ruoqing gave him a blank look: "What? Are you serious? You still want to hug left and right?"

"Success, then I'll find some concubines for you some other day to serve you!"

"Don't, don't..." Luo Fengtang hurriedly changed his words.

"Wife, I already have you, Qinger."

"Lover, I only want one baby Luo from my family."

"With you two, I, Luo Fengtang, are enough!"

After saying this, he lifted Baby Luo over his head.

"Come on, girl, dad will accompany you to play the game of climbing hills!"

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In the kitchen, Yang Ruoqing also put on an apron and followed Mrs. Sun and the others to prepare the chrysanthemum cake and meals for noon.

In the yard outside the kitchen, Luo Fengtang and Luo Baobao were playing there, laughing and laughing constantly.

In the kitchen, Yang Ruoqing glanced at the two of them from the small window from time to time.

Mrs. Sun and the others are also paying attention.

Sun couldn't help sighing: "There are really not many men in the world who can love their girls so much."

"I saw the men in the village, working in the fields when they were busy, and falling asleep after eating and drinking when they got home."

"When I'm free, I'd rather hang out with others and talk about the mountains than stay at home with a baby."

"Unless you are giving birth to a boy, you will only hug a few times. Girl, I have almost never seen a man hug like this. Our Tang Yazi is really good!"

Hearing Mrs. Sun's sincere admiration, everyone else in the room nodded in agreement.

Wang Cuilian said: "I think the third child loves Qing'er very much, and the fifth child also hurts endlessly!"

Sun said: "Well, their brothers also love my daughter, but I don't think they can reach the level of Tang Yazi."

"Why do you say that?" Wang Cuilian said, "The heart of being a father is the same!"

Sun smiled and shook her head: "The heart of being a father is the same, but people have different personalities, and their careers are different."

"When Qing'er was young, the third child was busy. He was the main laborer for the farm work of the whole family. When I got home, my bones were so tired that I couldn't bear to let him hold the child."

"Furthermore, he was young at that time, and he was too embarrassed to hold the child too much. At most, he helped me pick up the child when he stayed in the house, so that I could free up my hands to make the bed."

"Look at Tang Yazi again, no matter how many people there are, whether there are people in front or behind, the baby is almost always in his hands."

"A man who loves his children like this, especially his daughter, is the most caring of his family!"

Hearing what the women said to each other, they praised Luo Fengtang there.

Yang Ruoqing, who was chopping vegetables, was also filled with happiness.

His eyesight is accurate.

My persistence is also worthwhile, such a man deserves to grow old together.

She couldn't help but looked up into the yard again. The warm autumn sun was just right, and the picture of the father and daughter was so harmonious and beautiful.

The laughter continued.

The only fly in the ointment is Chen'er...

Is it a trick of fate?Or is it a trick of good fortune?
Chen'er, where are you?
No matter where you live in this world, I just ask God to bless my Chen'er and let him meet someone who treats him sincerely!
I don't know if God is listening to Yang Ruoqing's wish.

But at this moment, on a certain island in the East China Sea thousands of miles away, something is happening.

In the spacious and elegant study room, the two guards were dumbfounded.

Guard A: "This is the prince's favorite calligraphy and painting. It took a lot of effort to collect it. Why did you pour water on it?"

Guard B wants to cry but has no tears.

Looking at the several-month-old boy who was held in his arms: "Give me a hundred guts, I wouldn't dare to splash water on this pair of famous calligraphy and paintings. calligraphy and painting arch."

"I guessed that he wanted to see the white crane on the calligraphy and painting, so I hugged him."

"Where did you know that this little guy suddenly urinated, and the urine shot on the calligraphy and painting, it's none of my business..."

When Guard A heard this, he was also dumbfounded.

The two of them stared at the little boy who was held in the arms of Guard B.

I saw the little boy looking lazy, unaware that he had made a mistake, and even yawned.

"What should I do? The master will come over soon, how should I explain?" Guard B asked again.

Guard A also looked blank and fearful: "The last time someone was cleaning the study, they accidentally knocked off a corner of one of the master's snuff bottles."

"The master fined him twenty boards,"

"This time it's calligraphy and painting by famous artists, the master's favorite pair."

"Let's tell the truth, this kid is the one who started it!"

Soon, a tall and burly middle-aged man entered the study.

The man saw the traces on the calligraphy and painting at a glance, and an angry look suddenly appeared on that bearded face.

"what's the situation?"

He shouted at the two guards on the side.

The two guards shivered in fright and quickly knelt on the ground.

Guard B pointed to the little boy who was crawling around with his buttocks on the ground, and explained everything in detail.

After finishing speaking, he hurriedly buried his head, not daring to meet the master's stern gaze.

Both guards were mentally prepared to withstand the storm.

However, the expected torrential rain did not come.

They were stunned for a moment, secretly exchanged glances, and quietly raised their heads to glance over there.

I saw the master was smiling happily, with a proud expression on his face.

"Bad boy, this piss is so exciting, haha..."

He smiled and teased the little boy in his arms.

But the perpetrator looked at the middle-aged man in front of him with big innocent eyes.

Stretch out a chubby little hand to pull the beard on his face.

"Oh, you can't pull off your beard. If you pull it off, grandpa will be cold in winter! Hahaha..."

The villain in his arms couldn't understand what the middle-aged man said, he just thought it was interesting.

The chubby man pulled his beard with his hands, causing the muscles on the middle-aged man's face to twitch in pain.

The little man giggled happily, and the middle-aged man laughed too, his eyes and brows were full of doting.

The two guards were dumbfounded.

Unanimously, they guessed in their hearts, whose family did the child brought back by the master belong to?

Such a big face must have something to do with the master, and it has a big relationship!

(End of this chapter)