Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 280 It is also a piece of mind (two more)

Yang Ruoqing was stunned.

If he doesn't accept his charcoal, he must think more.

I feel like she doesn't care.

This is also contrary to what she just taught him.

So, she nodded happily.

"Sure, then I'll accept it, but it's not an example!"

"Okay!" Mu Zichuan also looked very happy, with bright eyes.

Yang Ruoqing picked up the charcoal bag and was about to leave, when she saw that he was still standing there and refused to move.

"Anything else?"

she asked again.

Mu Zichuan said, "Qing'er, I have an unsuccessful request. I want you to agree."

Yang Ruoqing thought for a while, "As long as it's not too much, I can consider it."

Mu Zichuan laughed, "I won't make unreasonable demands of resuming marriage. You can rest assured, Qing'er."

Yang Ruoqing rolled her eyes.

My heart said that even if you mentioned it ten thousand times, my sister would not agree.

Good thing you have self-awareness.

"Then tell me, what is it?" she asked.

Mu Zichuan said, "can I come to your house to visit the door like Tang Yazi?"

"what?"

Yang Ruoqing thought she had heard it wrong.

"What? My request makes you very embarrassed, Qing'er?"

mu Zichuan asked, a trace of loss appeared on Qing Jun's face.

"That's not true." Yang Ruoqing said.

"You are a student, and my family is a peasant. If you have different aspirations, you can't talk to me if you come to my house..."

"Is that so?" mu Zichuan nodded, and the light in his eyes went out again.

"Hey, I can't believe that I, Mu Zichuan, failed like this..."

He shook his head, looking very hurt.

"Forget it, Qing'er, go to your house, I won't bother, there will be a future."

He squeezed a wry smile at her, turned around, and walked slowly forward.

Yang Ruoqing looked at his lonely back and glanced at the charcoal in his hand.

Heart tangled to death.

But she resisted the urge to call him.

When you are a person, you should be rational and cruel, and you should not be sloppy.

She knows the real purpose of mu Zichuan who wants to come to the door.

He wanted to repair the relationship with her little by little by pleasing her parents.

But sorry.

In the past, he loved his original owner so deeply.

It was already in his voice, 'For my own good, just die! 'In the order, Xiang Xiaoyu lost.

She now dominates this body.

She doesn't call for someone like mu Zichuan.

Mu Zichuan, go your own way.

We are not destined to be on the same path in this life.

If not, there is no need to entangle them.

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Yang Ruoqing put the five catties of second-class charcoal sent by mu Zichuan in the stove, and went to Yang Huazhong's room next door.

In the room, Luo Fengtang and Mrs Sun were playing with the big warm bucket.

I saw that they ignited the fuel containing wood chips, pine cones and fruit charcoal.

Then put it into the warm barrel, and put a wire frame on it.

"I'll come first to see if it's warm!"

Da An was the first to turn into the warm tub.

Xiao An was so small that he couldn't get in.

"Come on, Brother Fengtang will take you in!"

Luo Fengtang leaned over and put Xiao An into the warm bucket and stood.

"Is it warm?" He asked Xiao An with a smile.

Xiao An smiled with frowning eyes: "It's so warm!"

"Hey, then you stay in the warm tub." He raised his hand and touched Xiao An's head.

As soon as she turned around, she saw Yang Ruoqing entering the room with a smile.

Luo Fengtang was stunned, and then his eyes turned behind her.

Without seeing mu Zichuan following up, he looked relieved.

His reaction could not escape Yang Ruoqing's eyes.

She was secretly surprised.

This kid seems very nervous that mu Zichuan is coming over.

It's like... as if mu Zichuan came over and threatened him or something!

And so did mu Zichuan.

I didn't see Luo Fengtang, it was like meeting the enemy.

Hey, she doesn't understand this boy's world.

Over there, Mrs Sun ran towards Yang Ruoqing.

"Why are you so late alone? Who are you talking to outside?" Mrs Sun asked.

Yang Ruoqing came back to her senses.

Only then did I know that Luo Fengtang went first, and didn't tell Sun and the others that it was Mu Zichuan.

"Oh, it's Sister Xiaoyu from Uncle Chang Geng's house. She just hit my door and said a few words."

Yang Ruoqing lied casually.

Sister Xiaoyu is the second daughter of Uncle Chang Geng and Aunt Osmanthus.

She is 14 years old this year, two years older than Yang Ruoqing.

Hearing that it was Xiaoyu, Mrs. Sun didn't ask any further questions.

The woman took Yang Ruoqing to the warm barrel, "Look at Qing'er, this warm barrel made by Tang Yazi is very useful, the fruit charcoal is also well burned, and the smell of the house is full..."

Yang Ruoqing also smiled and nodded again and again.

Glancing at Luo Fengtang, who was chatting with Yang Huazhong over there, the corners of her lips curved into a gentle arc.

Compare goods, people compare people.

She had always thought Luo Fengtang was good before.

But today, mu Zichuan came to make such a comparison.

She became more aware of the boy in front of her, regardless of behavior or conduct.

They are all far above muzichuan.

The only advantage of mu Zichuan is that he has a mother to take care of him.

When he was a child, he went to the school, and he had the halo of a scholar shrouded in him.

And Luo Fengtang, without father and mother, was drenched in bitter water.

Yang Ruoqing believed that what Luo Fengtang lacked was an opportunity.

Whether he is hunting, or making furniture, or burning charcoal or something.

Many things are self-taught.

Or with a little touch, you can be better than blue.

In this way, if he went to school when he was a child, his current cultivation level would definitely not be under Mu Zichuan!

Over there, Luo Fengtang got up and walked towards Yang Ruoqing.

"Qing'er, please invite Li Zheng and Uncle Yu to dinner in the next two days. It's about buying a farm."

"Before you didn't come back, I told the third uncle and the third aunt."

"At that time, you must come over to help cook the meal." Luo Fengtang said.

Yang Ruoqing nodded: "No problem."

Originally, the old Luo family was going to buy land last month, but something happened to the old husband's family who intervened in Yu Dafu's family.

The purchase of land by Luo Fengtang's family was delayed.

Luo Fengtang was very happy with Yang Ruoqing's promise.

"Sure, then I'll come to pick you up." He said, turning around and walking towards the door of the house.

"Tangyazi, I will send you."

She followed.

"Qing'er, why do you still need to send it? It's cold outside, so hurry back to the house!"

Luo Fengtang said.

Yang Ruoqing winked at him.

He came to understand, and immediately fell silent.

"Qing'er, what's the matter?"

After leaving the house, he dared to ask.

Yang Ruoqing dragged him to the kitchen room, and said, "I still can't bear the five catties of charcoal that Mu Zichuan takes."

Luo Fengtang nodded.

"If he can send it, it's a bit of a heart. It's not good if he doesn't take it." He said.

Hearing this, Yang Ruoqing realized that this kid is really sensible.

"The five catties of charcoal, take it back for heating," she said.

"Why?" He was a little puzzled.

It's all collected, but it doesn't burn, what does Qing'er mean?

(End of this chapter)