Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 236

"Tang Yazi, I'm standing here, you're standing on the rock opposite me, and we both stretched out our hands towards each other..." Yang Ruoqing explained in detail.

Luo Fengtang did as Yang Ruoqing ordered, and he walked to the place where Widow Liu slipped down.

Then, the original scene reappeared...

With a distance of about one meter and the shape of the rock under their feet, both of them stood very carefully.

In such a situation, both of them try to lean forward towards each other and reach out their hands.

Luo Fengtang's fingers barely grasped Yang Ruoqing's hand.

Yang Ruoqing turned her head and said to Mu Zichuan: "Did you see clearly? From my place, I can't push your mother into the water at all."

"I pushed her and I couldn't stand myself," she said.

Mu Zichuan was not stupid, but also very smart.

When Yang Ruoqing and Luo Fengtang demonstrated it to him, he understood.

The distance between these two stones meant that Qing'er couldn't push it.

Besides, Luo Fengtang is tall and his arms are longer than his mother's, even in this way he can barely hold Qing'er's hand.

In other words, Qing'er and Niang didn't even touch each other with that hand just now!

"Mom, let's go home, your clothes are about to change!"

Mu Zichuan supported Widow Liu and turned to leave.

He was stopped again by Luo Fengtang.

Luo Fengtang had already jumped off the rock, and came over to help Yang Ruoqing down as well.

"Mu Zichuan, Qing'er kindly helped your mother, but you framed him like this. Are you going to leave like this?"

Luo Fengtang stared at Mu Zichuan, with a flash of sharpness in his eyes.

Mu Zichuan stopped, before he could make a sound, Widow Liu became upset.

She put her hands on her hips and yelled back at Luo Fengtang: "You bastard, why are you so eager to stand up for the fat girl?"

"People in the village say that you have a leg, ha, it seems that it is true..."

"mother!"

Mu Zichuan yelled at Widow Liu abruptly.

Widow Liu was stunned for a moment, and then her face turned pale with anger.

"What are you yelling at me for?"

"Mother, calm down for a while, is it alright?" Mu Zichuan begged in a deep voice, his handsome face turned livid.

Widow Liu closed her mouth resentfully, gouging out Yang Ruoqing and Luo Fengtang with her eyes.

Mu Zichuan left Widow Liu behind, turned around and took a few steps towards Yang Ruoqing.

He looked at Yang Ruoqing with a complicated expression, and said in a deep voice, "Qing'er, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have questioned you like that just now!"

"Wait until my family settles down with my mother, and I'll come to your door to make amends to you!"

Yang Ruoqing waved her hands indifferently: "There's no need to apologize!"

Hearing this, Mu Zichuan's eyes lit up, and he said a little excitedly: "Qing'er, so you forgive me?"

Yang Ruoqing said indifferently: "Don't care about it, and you can't talk about forgiveness, go back and persuade your mother, don't use this kind of lame trickery again!"

Mu Zichuan: "...".

The Mu family's mother and son walked away in embarrassment.

Here, Yang Ruoqing let out a foul breath and shook her head.

Aunt Dayun's worry seemed to be true.

If you see Widow Liu from afar, you must take a detour!

"Qing'er, have you finished washing the sheets?"

Luo Fengtang's voice brought her back from her thoughts.

She turned around and nodded at him: "It's finished!"

"Well, then let's go back!"

Luo Fengtang said, picking up the wooden basin at her feet.

The two walked side by side on the way back to the old Luo's house, ignoring the pointing of the women behind them.

"Tang Yazi, it's a good thing you're here today, just to talk. Otherwise, I'd really jump into the Yellow River and wouldn't be able to clean myself up."

On the way, Yang Ruoqing said to Luo Fengtang with a wry smile.

Luo Fengtang smiled slightly: "The clean ones will be clear, and the turbid ones will be turbid. It's no big deal!"

Yang Ruoqing nodded.

The truth is this truth, but in this world, how many people have their own judgment?

Most of them are echoing what others say.

Originally thought that a scholar like Mu Zichuan should have the ability to distinguish right from wrong.

However, he didn't think about it deeply, and he didn't even go to the field to investigate the position and distance between the two stones.

I just listened to the unilateral remarks of Widow Liu and the laundry woman, so I questioned it!

Yang Ruoqing was a little disappointed.

Luo Fengtang walked beside Yang Ruoqing, secretly looking at her.

Seeing her with her head depressed, she casually kicked the small stones on the road while walking, without gnawing any sound.

He is a little worried.

"Qing'er, this is a misunderstanding, don't take it to heart."

He has no experience in coaxing girls, so he looks a little clumsy.

"Besides, Mu Zichuan also apologized to you!" He said.

Yang Ruoqing nodded, raised her head and gave him a sweet smile.

"Tang Yazi, don't worry, I, Yang Ruoqing, am not glass-hearted!"

"That's good!" he said.

"Hee hee, thank you so much for supporting me today!" she said again.

The icing on the cake is worse than sending carbon in the snow.

When he was at a disadvantage, his unconditional trust was far better than Mu Zichuan's thousand-word apology!

Being thanked by Yang Ruoqing in front of her face, Luo Fengtang felt a little embarrassed.

He scratched his head with one hand, "Hey, I'm telling the truth!"

"Hee hee, this matter has changed, let's not mention it. Hurry up and go home to dry the sheets!" She urged.

"Ok!"

……

The two entered the yard one after the other, blacksmith Luo had already returned and was tying pine wool in the yard.

It turned out that Blacksmith Luo wasn't at home earlier, he went to gather firewood in the woods, Yang Ruoqing thought.

"Uncle Luo!"

She entered the yard and greeted Blacksmith Luo crisply.

Blacksmith Luo raised his head and saw the two of them coming in together, Luo Fengtang was still holding the wooden basin in his hand.

Blacksmith Luo immediately understood.

He smiled kindly at Yang Ruoqing: "Girl Qing, I have to trouble you to wash the sheets for us. Are you tired? Sit down and drink some tea?"

Before Blacksmith Luo finished speaking, Luo Fengtang put down the wooden basin in his hand, turned around and went to the main room to pour tea for Yang Ruoqing.

Grabbed by her.

"I'm not thirsty, go find a rope, let's hurry up and hang the sheets," she said.

"Ok!"

Luo Fengtang turned around and went back to the house, after a while, he took out a bundle of ropes.

The two made up their minds and planned to tie one end of the rope to the old locust tree in the yard, and the other end to the old maple tree outside the yard.

Luo Fengtang wrapped the rope around his waist, embraced the tree with both arms, and kicked his legs.

rub rub...

In the blink of an eye he was up the treetops.

As an agent, Yang Ruoqing couldn't help but like him for his agility.

"Qing'er, where are you tied?"

he asked from the treetops.

Yang Ruoqing stood under the tree, raised her head on tiptoes, and pointed to the side: "It's tied there... yes, yes, at that height!"

With the cooperation of two people, the rope was quickly tied.

Yang Ruoqing stepped on a stool and hung the sheets to dry on the rope.

Luo Fengtang is on this side of the quilt, and Yang Ruoqing is on the other side of the quilt.

(End of this chapter)