Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 2443 I feel weird (two more)
Behind her, Yang Ruoqing and Bao Suyun poked their heads out, Yang Ruoqing was still holding Xiao Hei in her arms.

In order to prevent Xiao Hei from making a sound and startle Yang Wenxuan who had sneaked into the small courtyard earlier, Yang Ruoqing raised her hand to cover Xiao Hei's mouth.

Yang Ruoqing let go of Xiao Hei's mouth only after she was sure that Yang Wenxuan had entered the yard and would not be discovered.

Xiao Hei opened his mouth wide and breathed heavily, then twisted his fleshy buttocks and struggled out of Yang Ruoqing's arms, and ran to the corner to play with the wall.

Here, Yang Huamei pointed to the closed courtyard door, and asked Yang Ruoqing and Bao Suyun, "What's the situation? I didn't see it, did I? Is it Yang Wenxuan?"

Both Yang Ruoqing and Bao Suyun nodded, they didn't look at each other, the person who sneaked into the small courtyard door was indeed Yang Wenxuan.

"What did he say after entertaining us before? Didn't he say that he was going to discuss a business in the afternoon, and he also had to prepare for the banquet?"

"Why do I think he looks like a thief? Who comes to this backyard, this old yard, to discuss business?"

"Even if it's preparing for the banquet, it should be in the Yang Mansion in front, it's not right!"

I don't know if it's because she ate fish, meat, chicken and duck at noon to supplement enough protein, but now Yang Huamei's mind suddenly became very flexible, and she started a lot of reasoning and analysis in the chatter.

Bao Suyun also frowned slightly, his face full of surprise.

"Yeah, I also think it's weird." Bao Suyun said.

"Qing'er, why don't you talk about this?" Yang Huamei suddenly asked Yang Ruoqing again.

Yang Ruoqing looked up at the small courtyard over there, and curled the corners of her lips.

"Everyone has their own secrets, as long as they don't interfere with our rights and freedom, let's not speculate." Yang Ruoqing said.

"The main reason is that this person is not familiar with the place, so let's try to ask as little as possible about those things, knowing less, and less trouble." At the end, Yang Ruoqing added.

Even if you want to gossip, you don't want to gossip by standing on the side of the road and looking at the closed door so that nothing can be seen.

I couldn't get anything out, and maybe I was dragged into the muddy water.

"Fifth Aunt, Auntie, it's almost time, let's go back, sleep in the afternoon, and have dinner with the old man of the Yang family at night!" Yang Ruoqing said again.

Bao Suyun nodded again and again: "Okay, go back, let's go back."

Seeing that Yang Huamei was still extremely curious, wishing to peek through the crack of the door, Yang Ruoqing came directly over and carried Xiao Hei over to Yang Huamei's arms.

Yang Huamei didn't know what to do, so she followed Yang Ruoqing and followed Yang Ruoqing back.

Back in her guest room, Yang Huamei was still thinking about this matter, and kept thinking about it with Bao Suyun and Yang Ruoqing.

Both Bao Suyun and Yang Ruoqing were drinking tea and cracking melon seeds, because they were really boring.

Hearing Yang Huamei's constant speculation, Yang Ruoqing couldn't help but took a sip of the tea beside her.

"You don't need to guess, let me tell you, Uncle Wenxuan's sneaky look when he enters the door probably has something to do with women," she said.

"Woman?" Yang Huamei and Bao Suyun were both surprised at the same time.

"Qing'er, you mean, Yang Wenxuan is raising a young wife outside?" Bao Suyun asked in a low voice.

Yang Ruoqing said: "Maybe it's her child's upbringing and she didn't dare to let Mrs. Zhou know about it, or she might be having an affair with someone else's woman. In short, it's all about not being seen!"

"Oh my God, why are these people so good at playing? Yang Wenxuan's age is about the same as my second brother back then. Logically speaking, he should also be a grandfather. How can he still play like this? Are you not afraid of embarrassment?" Yang Huamei asked.

"Aren't you in your early forties? You're getting old soon, why are you still so bothered?" She asked again.

Yang Ruoqing smiled, "It's not that the old man has changed, it's that the young and playful have become old. Besides,"

"Uncle Wenxuan is about the same age as my second uncle, but his only son died suddenly two years ago, and his daughter-in-law has not yet added a son and a half to the Yang family, and has become a widow, what kind of grandfather! "Yang Ruoqing said.

"Ah? There is such a thing? Why don't I know?" Yang Huamei asked, "Qing'er, how do you know?"

Yang Ruoqing said: "I knew it before I came here. One time when Uncle Wenxuan was teasing Lan'er's little girl, he said it out of emotion."

"Then what are the descendants of the grandchildren in the Yang family?" Yang Huamei asked again.

Yang Ruoqing shook her head, "I don't know the specifics. I don't know if they have inquired about it."

"I only know that Aunt Zhou didn't give birth to Uncle Wenxuan's son, but she seems to have given birth to a daughter under her knees,"

"As for whether the other concubines gave birth to Uncle Wen Xuan's son, I don't even know."

Hearing these words, Yang Huamei looked at Xiao Hei who was playing over there, and said with emotion: "It doesn't matter how big the family business is, it must have a son to inherit it."

"Although the old Wang's family is poor, and the place where the whole family lives is not comparable to a small backyard in Yang's mansion, I still feel good. Hey, it seems that I am also destined to be a village woman, and I am destined not to be able to do this. The young mistress of a rich family!" she said.

Bao Suyun smiled, and said to Yang Huamei: "I want to go with you, we are village women, destined to live in Changping Village, comfortable, comfortable, and down-to-earth."

Yang Ruoqing nodded and said, "I also feel the same way. The water is too deep for these so-called rich families. We came here to recognize relatives and give birthday presents."

"Let's leave after we're done with the guests, and stay away from these right and wrongs. Uncle Wenxuan likes to hide his beauty in a golden house. It's his housework, and it has nothing to do with us. Don't talk about it. The maids heard that he was going to start again." Disaster," she said.

Both Bao Suyun and Yang Huamei agreed, so they stopped this topic and talked about other things.

……

Behind Yang's mansion, across a side street, is the deserted courtyard.

It was deserted and clear outside, but inside the big embroidered bed in the east wing of the courtyard, the brocade quilt was turning red!

The slightly plump man's body was tightly entangled with the smooth, white and tender body of the woman, like two huge fish, undulating with the waves in the red waves.

The whole bed made unbearable noises, groaning, panting, all mixed together.

There is a feeling in this world that a wife is not as good as a concubine.

A concubine is not as good as a prostitute.

It is better to steal than a prostitute.

It is better not to steal than to steal!

There is another kind of love in this world, which is distorted, not favored and accepted by the world, called -'**'.

"what!"

With the cry of the woman who was about to die, the turmoil in the red waves finally gradually calmed down.

Yang Wenxuan fell off the woman's body and lay flat on one side, looking at the red tent ceiling, panting heavily, his eyes turned white, obviously he had just come down from the summit.

(End of this chapter)