Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 1892 War (Second Update)
At this moment, Zhuiyun suddenly shook his hair and stood up.

It lightly jumped to the ground, looked at Luo Baobao on the soft couch, and wagged its tail.

Luo Baobao was so excited that he quickly crawled towards Zhuiyun.

As soon as she got close, she stretched out her small hand to touch Zhuiyun's nose, and Zhuiyun suddenly tilted his head, and opened his mouth to grab Luo Baobao's clothes by the collar.

Then, he turned and walked towards the door of the house.

Yang Ruoqing was dumbfounded. If others saw this scene, they would probably be scared to death.

The wolf has a child in its mouth.

However, she knew that Zhuiyun had a sense of proportion, it was impossible for the wolf's teeth to touch Luo Baobao's flesh.

Moreover, a certain little kid who was held in the mouth by a wolf seemed to enjoy this kind of floating treatment.

I was so excited that I danced with my hands and feet, and my mouth was still screaming.

Yang Ruoqing followed with black lines all over her head.

Zhuiyun sent Baobao Luo back to Yang Ruoqing's room, put him gently on the bed, then turned around and ran out of the bedroom like a gust of wind, not letting Baobao Luo see it leave.

Luo Baobao started to search, started to make trouble, Yang Ruoqing closed the door, and used all her skills to deal with this little guy.

After a lot of effort, I finally got her done, and I was sweating profusely.

"Hey, why are you sweating profusely in this big night?"

Luo Fengtang came back, and when he entered the door and saw her standing there wiping sweat, he couldn't help being surprised.

Yang Ruoqing gave him a bitter look: "It's really not a coincidence that you came back this time, I just experienced a war."

"Huh?" He was taken aback for a moment, then became nervous.

His eyes looked at her: "Who did you fight with? Are you injured? Let me take a look!"

Yang Ruoqing didn't know whether to laugh or cry, supported his arm, and turned her head to glance at the bulging quilt on the bed.

"Hey, I'm fighting against her, and it makes me almost faint," she said.

Only then did Luo Fengtang heave a sigh of relief, his eyes turned away from the bed, and fell on Yang Ruoqing again.

"When I turned my back, what happened to you two? Tell me." He said.

Yang Ruoqing told the story about Luo Baobao earlier.

"Lai is in the chasing cloud house, and he refuses to come back with me. You are not here, and I am reluctant to be brutal."

"Fortunately, Zhuiyun sent her back, otherwise, she might still be playing tricks!" she said.

"This girl, I don't know who she looks like, she's very stubborn, she's sure about something, ten cows can't be pulled back, hey!" She finally shook her head helplessly.

Luo Fengtang however smiled.

"My daughter really has a personality," he said.

"Are you still proud of this?" She asked, raised a finger and gestured: "It's like this at such a small point, and it will be even more difficult to discipline when you grow up."

Luo Fengtang raised his hand to hold her fingers, his gentle eyes wrapped around her.

"This shows that my daughter has her own ideas and persistence, and is not the kind of person who follows others' opinions and follows the crowd." He said.

"Besides, she is still young, just one year old, and she can't understand even if you discipline her."

"When she is a little older, she will naturally be sensible." He said.

Yang Ruoqing curled her lips: "The bigger the worse, the guy looks savage at first sight."

Luo Fengtang laughed again: "With a mother like you who has a knife mouth and a bean curd heart, I believe that no matter how unruly my daughter is, she is also a kind and good girl..."

"You're wrong!" She interrupted him suddenly.

He raised his eyebrows and looked at her puzzled.

She raised the corner of her lips: "You missed a sentence, the original sentence should be like this..."

"With a mother like you who is as beautiful as a flower with a sharp mouth and a tofu heart... do you understand?" she asked.

Luo Fengtang nodded quickly: "Understand, understand!"

He bent down and took a light bite on the back of her white and tender hand.

She hadn't shaved in two days, and the stubble rubbed against the back of her hand.

It was numb, like an electric current ran through her whole body, and her cheeks burned for no reason.

He looked at her with burning eyes: "Disciplining the girl, daughter-in-law, take good care of you for my husband, come on!"

She rolled her eyes.

Flatterer!
"Take a shower, take a shower, so much flattery!"

She scolded him and pushed him to the door of the bathroom.

When he turned around, his wrist was suddenly grabbed by him.

He glanced at the clothes on her body, "Daughter-in-law, wash them together."

She shook her head: "No!"

His smile was suddenly a little bit bad, "It must be... done!"

"what!"

She let out a low cry, and was carried into the bathroom by him the next moment.

ecstasy,
At this moment.

The sachet is secretly solved, and Luo Chang is lightly divided.

The eyes are darkly hooked, and the glances are eager to flow.

The cheers are loud, and the spring is strong.

How many romantic things, all pay a Wushan drunk.

The flowers bloom together, and the flowers fall together.

Spring nights are worth thousands of dollars.

……

After a long, long time, the clouds disappeared.

On the spacious and comfortable big bed, Luo Fengtang leaned against the head of the bed with a satisfied face.

His strong arms gently embraced Yang Ruoqing in his arms.

"Tang Yazi, you go to your uncle tonight to talk about Qingming. How did your uncle arrange it?"

Yang Ruoqing lay on his cousin, wrapped the tape of his skirt between his fingers, played and asked.

Luo Fengtang lowered his eyes, looked at her gently, and said: "All other processes are the same as in previous years, but uncle said that he had a dream a few days ago."

"I dreamed that my father said that he was cold, there was a water leak in the room, and the bedding on the bed was wet."

"Ah?" Yang Ruoqing was surprised and sat up straight.

"What does this dream represent?" she asked.

Luo Fengtang said: "My uncle said, maybe my father wants us to help him pick up some soil from the grave, and then strengthen it."

"My father's grave was picked in Qingming, the year I went to join the army. It has been almost three years now."

"Three years of wind and rain may have loosened the soil on the grave!" He said.

Yang Ruoqing nodded: "Although these things are very mysterious, I'd rather believe it or not. Let's pick it out tomorrow, so we can do our best for the ancestors."

Luo Fengtang smiled and nodded: "My Qing'er is really virtuous, she is a good daughter-in-law of the old Luo's family."

Yang Ruoqing stuck out her tongue.

"Really, you are the heir of the Qi family of the Daqi royal family, and I am the daughter-in-law of the royal family, haha..." She teased with a smile.

Luo Fengtang smiled and shook his head.

"Don't say that my lord and father are unknown, and their whereabouts are unknown."

"Even if he stands in front of me now, I won't recognize him." He said.

"Why?" she asked puzzled.

The smile on Luo Fengtang's face faded away, and his eyes were somewhat gloomy.

"Secondly, it's been many years. He never came to see my mother and me. Because of this, he is not a qualified husband, nor a qualified father!" He said.

"Perhaps, your prince's father may have some difficulties." Yang Ruoqing said.

Luo Fengtang sneered: "Unless he is under house arrest and his freedom is restricted. Otherwise, any other difficulties will not be enough to offset his debt to my mother."

(End of this chapter)