Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 244 Draw a clear line with me (three shifts)

"Tangyazi, you are tired from the journey. Don't go anywhere for a while, just stay in the kitchen and chat with my aunt!"

While washing the meat with rice water, Mr. Sun looked at his expression and said with a smile.

Hearing Sun's words, Luo Fengtang withdrew his gaze.

He smiled a little embarrassedly and nodded vigorously.

Yang Ruoqing carried a basket in her left hand and a fish in her right hand, walking briskly on the way to the pond at the entrance of the village.

Under the old maple tree at the entrance of the village, I met muzichuan head-on.

Mu Zichuan is carrying a wooden bucket full of water in both hands, and is walking here with his head buried.

Yang Ruoqing slowed down a bit.

It's really a narrow road for enemies. The more you don't want to bump into people, you can meet them when you turn a corner.

She planned to stand by the old maple tree and wait until he passed her first before leaving.

However, it's too late.

Mu Zichuan suddenly raised his head and saw Yang Ruoqing here at a glance.

A surprise flashed in the boy's clear blue eyes.

"Qing'er!"

He called her and walked quickly towards her.

The water in the bucket shook even more violently, and some spilled from the lip.

Two crooked water marks extend all the way to Yang Ruoqing under the old maple tree.

"Qing'er, are you here to wash the vegetables?"

mu Zichuan glanced at Yang Ruoqing carrying the vegetable basket and the fish, and the corners of her lips raised a gentle arc.

Yang Ruoqing nodded with an indifferent expression, and with a 'um' sound, she staggered away and was about to leave.

stopped by him.

"What do you want to do again?"

She took a step back and asked impatiently.

His act of blocking reminded her of what happened by the pond two days ago.

She hates dealing with rambunctious people, especially when the other person is a 'mother'.

Yang Ruoqing's brows furrowed.

The alienation and disgust in her eyes seemed to sting him.

The smile on his face froze, replaced by indescribable guilt.

"Qing'er, are you still angry with me about what happened that day?"

he asked softly.

It is undeniable that mu Zichuan's voice is very nice.

Pure and melodious, it is a perfect match for his bookishness.

Even though Yang Ruoqing didn't want to pay attention to him at this moment, the voice still gave her a kind of auditory enjoyment.

Hearing his question, Yang Ruoqing lifted her eyelids and glanced at him.

"Mu Zichuan, you think too much. I didn't worry about that day at all," she said.

Don't worry about it?

Does it matter?

Still not worth it?

Mu Zichuan felt that the possibility of the latter far outweighed the former.

His eyes drooped slightly, and his eyelashes longer than the girl's fluttered slightly, covering the gloom in his eyes.

But he quickly raised his eyes and gave Yang Ruoqing a gentle smile.

"Qing'er, what happened that day, I seriously reflected on it later, and it was indeed my fault."

mu Zichuan said in a low voice.

"I shouldn't believe you and question you so fiercely."

"I know it's my fault, but I still hope you can understand my troubles."

"After all, my mother is on the other side. Even if my mother is wrong, I can't condemn her as a son. This is unfilial!"

Yang Ruoqing did not interrupt him, but listened carefully.

She knew that mu Zichuan was trusting herself.

This kid is really a filial son.

With the virtue of Widow Liu, being able to raise a son like Mu Zichuan really burnt high incense in her last life.

"Qing'er, I'll make amends for you for my mother. Let's not mention this in the future, okay?"

Mu Zichuan's pleading voice pulled Yang Ruoqing's thoughts back.

She bit her lower lip and softened a little.

"There is an injustice and a debt, and the person who framed me is your mother, not you."

She continued: "You don't need to make amends for your mother, let's just let it turn the page. In the future, everyone will return to the bridge and return to the road, and they will all live peacefully."

What Yang Ruoqing said was true.

The reason why people are involved with each other is that, in the final analysis, the word 'li' is the bond.

The reason for entanglement with Lao Yang's family is because his own family is a part of Lao Yang's family.

The reason for entanglement with the old Luo family is to make tofu together with Tang Yazi, to go hunting in the mountains and so on...

There is also Uncle Chang Geng's family, Uncle Daniel's family...

They are all entangled because they have common interests.

And with the Mu family, they can't fight with each other, and they have no common interests.

Naturally, the road is facing the sky, and each side is walking.

It can't be a good interest partner, but there is no need to make enemies.

However, the truth of Yang Ruoqing's words, listening to mu Zichuan's ears, has a different taste.

Sunny...

Do you want to draw a line with me?

He thought sadly, and his mood became low again.

"Qing'er, I know, you still have some troubles in your heart."

He stared into her eyes and whispered.

"What do I need to do? So that you can erase that bad feeling? So that we can get along like we did a few days ago?" he asked.

Yang Ruoqing was stunned for a moment, then blinked her eyes.

"A few days ago...how did we get along?"

She asked confused,

You can count the number of times you talk to this kid with a slap!

Mu Zichuan's handsome face was slightly dyed red.

"Some time ago...you helped me carry water..."

I go!

Yang Ruoqing's head was full of black lines.

After working for a long time, did this kid catch her strength?

The corners of Yang Ruoqing's mouth are hooked up, and she looks at mu Zichuan with a smile.

"You really want to apologize to me, right?"

"Yeah!" He nodded vigorously.

"That's it, I'll give you a chance. Let you prove your sincerity with your actions! How about it?"

"Qing'er, you can say it, as long as I can do it, it is my duty to go up the mountain of swords and go down to the sea of ​​fire!"

"Ha, if you shout slogans, you don't have to. Here, you can take this fish and kill it for me!"

She raised the fat-headed fish in her hand to him.

When the fat head fish was bought, it was already dead.

However, the dead fish eyes were still staring desperately, and the fish eyeballs were filled with bloodshots.

She was suddenly held up in front of him by her, and from Mu Zichuan's point of view, he just saw a pair of blood-filled eyes staring at him!

"what!"

Mu Zichuan couldn't keep up, so he let out a low voice.

His face turned pale, and he took a step back.

The water from the bucket poured out again and wet the uppers of his shoes.

"Hahaha, didn't you just promise to do something for me? Did a fish scare you like this?"

Yang Ruoqing laughed.

Mu Zichuan stabilized his figure, glanced at the fishy fish, and frowned his delicate brows.

"I wasn't on guard just now. I'm not afraid of fish." muzichuan said.

"Qing'er, can we change the terms?" he discussed.

"I asked you to slaughter the fish, but I didn't let you go up the mountain of swords and go down to the sea of ​​fire. Why did you make it so difficult?" Yang Ruoqing asked.

"Since you're not afraid, then you can carry it over!"

She brought the fat-headed fish in her hand closer to him, and he took a step back.

(End of this chapter)