Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 322 is not a good product (four more)

"Ah?" Sun shi was stunned.

Immediately, he looked at Luo Fengtang with a worried look on his face.

The woman still wanted to comfort him a few words.

However, he saw him standing there, scratching his head and smirking.

The woman was stunned.

This is entangled, why are you laughing so much?It's like drinking honey water.

Yang Ruoqing saw Sun's doubts in her eyes, and then glared at Luo Fengtang who was still smirking.

"Tangyazi, Xiao An said the other day that he had something to ask you for advice, so hurry up and find him!"

Yang Ruoqing quickly made an excuse and sent Luo Fengtang out of the kitchen.

In the kitchen room, Mrs. Sun grabbed Yang Ruoqing and asked, "What's wrong with Zi Tang? It's the first time I've seen him smile so happily!"

The corners of Yang Ruoqing's mouth also turned up happily: "I don't know, maybe I helped him ask the aunt's entanglement, he is happy!"

"Is that so..."

Sun was dubious.

Then he saw the hot water bottle in Yang Ruoqing's hand.

"What is this?" the woman asked.

"Hot water bottle, Tang Yazi made it for me, said to warm feet at night." She said.

Mr. Sun took the hot water bottle and took a closer look.

Looking at the smile on her daughter's face again, the woman suddenly understood something.

Sun shi smiled and joked: "Oh, this Tang Yazi is really caring. It hurts to hold our Qinger in the palm of your hand, and I envy the dead..."

"Mother!"

Yang Ruoqing's thousand-year-old bark face immediately turned red.

She stomped her foot: "Mother is good or bad, I won't tell my mother, I will send the things to the house!"

run away.

There was Sun's happy laughter from behind.

In the courtyard outside the house, Luo Fengtang was being entangled by Daan and Xiaoana.

He heard some words in the kitchen.

Seeing the figure of the girl running away quickly, his face also turned red.

In my heart, it is sweet.

……

Some are happy and some are sad.

In the front yard of the old Yang's house, Yang Huamei kicked open the door and plunged into the quilt to cry.

The sound alarmed Mr. Tan in the next room.

"Meier, what's the matter with you? Who bullied you and cried like this?"

Tan was hurriedly coaxing.

Yang Huamei raised a big face.

The thick powder was washed away by tears, and a dye shop opened on her face.

"Mother, I'm dead..."

"What?"

Tan was almost scared to death by Yang Huamei's words.

The old lady's face turned pale immediately, and she hugged Yang Huamei into her arms.

"My son, my flesh, if you don't live, neither can your mother!"

"Tell your mother, which goddess bullied you? Mother went to dig his family's ancestral grave!"

"Mother, it's Fat Ya, Fat Ya bullied me..."

"What?"

Tan shi was stunned, his expression as if he had swallowed a dead fly.

The ancestral grave of the fat girl's family can't be dug!

"Why did Fatty get you? You dare to say that the mother went to peel her skin!" Tan continued to ask.

Yang Huamei said softly, "Tang Yazi made a hot water bottle for Fat Ya, and I want it too."

"Fatty didn't give it, and even kissed Tangyazi in front of me, saying that Tangyazi was hers..."

"Woooooooo..."

Yang Huamei plunged into Tan's words and cried.

Tan's face turned gloomy.

She finally understood why her daughter was so sad. After a long time, it was that shameless pair of men and women again!

"Meier don't cry, both of them are shameless. Tang Yazi doesn't deserve you either!"

"Mother help you find a good husband's family, one hundred times better than that Tang Yazi!"

Yang Huamei shook her head frantically: "No, no, I want Tang Yazi..."

"Mother, go and tell the third brother and the third sister-in-law, and let Fatty give up Tang Yazi to me..."

Tan Shi was annoyed when he heard this.

"Where's Tang Yazi? An orphan, he works as a hunter for a living, with his head tied to his trouser belt!"

"Listen to your mother, don't think about him anymore, break your heart!"

After she finished speaking, she shook off Yang Huamei's hand and left the house without looking back.

Thinking of something, he turned back and locked the door.

As soon as Mr. Tan came out of the house, he happened to see Yang Ruolan approaching from the front door briskly.

Tan's eyes sank, and she said to Yang Ruolan, "Come here, Lan girl!"

Yang Ruolan carried her skirt, and gracefully floated up to Mrs. Tan.

"Milk……"

Just after calling out weakly, Mrs Tan slapped Yang Ruolan on the face with her backhand.

"Snapped!"

There were five red marks on Yang Ruolan's pretty face.

Yang Ruolan was stunned, she covered her face and tears welled up.

"Mom, why did you hit me?"

"You know it yourself!"

Tan sternly said to Yang Ruolan.

"Your sister-in-law did that, did you instigate it?"

Mrs Tan pointed to Yang Huamei's house where the crying was heard, and asked.

Yang Ruolan hurriedly shook her head.

The guilty conscience flashed in his eyes, but he could not escape Tan's eyes.

Tan snorted coldly: "You bad girl, you are full of bad water, see if I don't tear up your fake face!"

Tan's sharp fingers scratched Yang Ruolan's face.

Yang Ruolan was so frightened that Hua Rong turned pale, screaming and dodging.

While shouting towards the kitchen: "Mother, help, the milk is going to kill me..."

When Mr. Yang heard the movement, he rushed out, and when he saw this, he was stunned.

"Mother, what are you doing? Lan'er is your granddaughter..."

"It's the flower of our village, you grab her face and let her behave in the future..."

Yang's ox is tall and big, and he stretched out his arms to block in the middle.

Mr. Tan couldn't scratch Yang Ruolan, so he slammed down with a paw on Yang's face.

Even with the meat, blood dripped out of Yang's face, covering his face and mourning.

Tan Shi still didn't relieve his hatred, and rushed up to fight again.

Being dragged from behind.

Turning around, it was the head of Lao Yang.

"Don't let people stop for a day?"

Old Yang Tou scolded in a deep voice, his face darker than the bottom of the pot.

Mrs. Tan glanced at Yang Ruolan, who was crying weakly, and said angrily, "Girl Lan is not a good guy. Jing instigated her little aunt, like her mother, a despicable guy who stabbed a knife in the back!"

"Oh hey... Who am I provoking? Who was making dumplings in the kitchen all day long, and then I was beaten and scolded..."

Yang's breath came back, and she sat down on the ground with snot and tears.

Mr. Tan jumped three feet from the ground: "A pair of black-eyed things, pretending to be confused with understanding."

"Take care of your daughter, next time you dare to instigate me Mei Er, and see if I don't skin her fox!"

Putting those words down, Mr. Tan threw off Lao Yang's hand and went back to the East House angrily.

On the ground, Mrs. Yang was still crying, and Yang Ruolan was standing aside to wipe her tears with a handkerchief.

Standing at the door of the kitchen, Mrs Liu stretched his neck and looked vigorous.

Seeing this, Old Yang took a long sigh.

He said to Yang Ruolan, "I'll ask about this later. It's unlucky to cry this winter solstice."

"Lady Lan, hurry up and help your mother go back to the house to wash her face and apply some medicine."

Yang Ruolan responded, helped Yang Shi and turned away.

The old Yangtou said to Mrs. Liu at the door of the kitchen: "What are you looking at? I'm afraid the world will not be in chaos? Why don't you do your own business quickly!"

Liu shi retracted the stove.

(End of this chapter)