Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 3273 It's settled!
"Brother Damo, don't use your scrap metal, use this!"

Yang Ruoqing suddenly yelled, and leaned forward to hold onto the Mo Xie sword that was beating more and more violently, apparently in a hurry to get out of its sheath.

Hold the scabbard with one hand and the hilt with the other.

"clang……"

After a dull sound, a ray of blue light flashed past.

Yang Ruoqing blinked, and in an instant, a strange shadow was cast on the wall over there.

It seemed like a dragon with its teeth and claws, its mouth grew, and it swallowed something into its stomach.

Then, the green light on Mo Xiejian disappeared, and he lay quietly in Yang Ruoqing's hands, as if nothing had happened.

But in the room, the silence was instantly restored, and the lights on the table also returned to normal.

"What's the situation? You stopped before you could put the sword in my hand?" Da Mo asked in a daze.

Yang Ruoqing glanced at the sword in her hand, nodded, "It should be over."

"Ah?" Da Mo was stunned again.

Xiaoqin finally dared to raise her head and looked around.

It seems... really nothing.

The indescribable feeling that had been pressing on my body for the past few days disappeared all of a sudden, and my whole body felt relaxed, my eyes looked around, my ears listened to all directions, and I was much more awake.

"Qing'er, he should really be gone, I, I think he probably won't come again."

Xiaoqin said excitedly.

Yang Ruoqing had already put the sword back into the scabbard, upon hearing this, she turned around and smiled at Xiaoqin, "Evil does not suppress justice, you must drop it!"

Xiaoqin looked at Brother Da Mo again, "Brother Da Mo, thank you too, you have worked hard these two nights..."

Da Mo scratched his head, grinned and said, "It's okay, as long as you're okay, then you all have a good rest, I'll go and watch at the door."

"Brother Da Mo, you can go back to the house to rest." Xiaoqin said again.

Today is more than September 20th, and the last day of this month will be Lidong.

If Brother Da Mo squatted outside the house overnight, he wouldn't catch the cold!
Just as Xiaoqin was about to make a sound, Da Mo also said, "Brother Da Mo, I have rough skin and thick flesh, so I'm fine."

Maybe that thing will come again, Damo is worried.

But Xiaoqin was even more worried, and continued to persuade her.

Yang Ruoqing stood aside and looked at the two with a smile, secretly amused.

A friend in adversity sees the truth, and this is how feelings are cultivated.

"Okay, Xiaoqin, don't try to persuade me."

Seeing that the two of them were still arguing, Yang Ruoqing interrupted them.

"Xiaoqin, let Brother Da Mo stand guard outside the door tonight. Anyway, it will be dawn in a few hours, and we will let Brother Da Mo go back after dawn."

Yang Ruoqing said, "Otherwise Brother Damo won't worry about you!"

As she spoke, she winked at Xiaoqin.

Xiaoqin's face turned red suddenly, she gave Yang Ruoqing an angry look, and quickly turned sideways, ashamed to look at Damo again.

Damo was also embarrassed to look at Xiaoqin again, and the atmosphere in the room suddenly became awkward.

Da Mo scratched his head, "Well, Qing'er, you stay with Xiaoqin, you two can sleep peacefully, and I'll watch over it for you."

He turned and ran out of the house like a gust of wind.

As soon as she ran out of the house, Yang Ruoqing started teasing Xiaoqin.

"Daughter-in-law is saved, my brother Damo is happy now, and he runs like a tiger." She said.

Xiaoqin frowned, and spat lightly at Yang Ruoqing: "You bad girl, make fun of me."

Yang Ruoqing pretended to be innocent and said, "I didn't make fun of it, I was telling the truth."

"You didn't see it when you fell asleep a few days ago. My Brother Damo comes over every day to ask about your situation,"

"Oh, that face is full of worry, like several dark clouds are pressing down, and there is no smile at all."

"Besides, my child is over six years old, why am I a girl? There is a girl as old as me! Hee hee..."

Yang Ruoqing covered her mouth and smiled.

Xiaoqin smiled embarrassedly again.

It turns out that he cared so much about me a few days ago...

Xiaoqin thought to herself, buried her head, twisted the corner of the quilt with her fingers, feeling a long-lost sweet feeling in her heart.

"Qing'er..."

Just as Yang Ruoqing stretched and was about to take off her clothes and go to sleep, Xiaoqin suddenly called her in a low voice.

"What's wrong?" Yang Ruoqing asked.

Xiaoqin rolled up the quilt inside the bed and stuffed it to Yang Ruoqing: "Help me send this quilt to him."

"Who is it?" Yang Ruoqing asked intentionally.

Xiaoqin was a little ashamed, Yang Ruoqing hurriedly acted suddenly, and said, "Oh, I get it, Brother Damo!"

"Oh, I said Xiaoqin. Brother Damo said that he is rough-skinned and thick-skinned so he doesn't fear the cold. You'd better keep this quilt and cover it yourself!" Yang Ruoqing said.

Xiaoqin said unhappily: "Whatever he said? It's almost the beginning of winter, and the second half of the night is as cold as water, and he is not a copper-skinned iron bone!"

Yang Ruoqing said: "Okay, okay, I'll help you take him there."

After walking a few steps, Xiaoqin called Yang Ruoqing to stop again.

Hesitant to speak.

"Grandma, you can say whatever you want, I still want to sleep for a while in the middle of the night." Yang Ruoqing said.

Xiaoqin bit her lower lip lightly, and said, "Don't say I sent it to you..."

I go!

Yang Ruoqing's head was full of black lines.

Opening the door to the outside yard, I saw a figure curled up in the corner of the wall at a glance.

When the night wind blew occasionally, Yang Ruoqing instinctively tightened her clothes, it was really cold.

She came to that figure and bent down, and found that he was dozing off with the butcher's knife in his hand.

Yang Ruoqing's action when she put the quilt on him woke him up.

"What's wrong with Qing'er? Did that thing come again?"

The moment Da Mo opened his eyes and saw Yang Ruoqing, his instinctive expression tightened, and he was about to get up with the butcher's knife in his hand.

Yang Ruoqing pressed his shoulder and said, "Don't be nervous, everything is fine."

She pointed to the quilt again and said to him: "Xiaoqin is afraid that you will catch a cold, so she wants me to bring the quilt out, so you can cover it up, I'm going back to the house."

She yawned, turned and went back to the house.

Da Mo hugged the quilt in his arms, and stroked the quilt inch by inch with his rough hands. There seemed to be a faint fragrance on the quilt.

The drowsiness disappeared without a trace, and Da Mo kept his eyes open until dawn.

Prescribe the right medicine to cure the disease.

Xiaoqin was not sick at first, but was troubled by evil spirits.

Now that the evil spirits have been expelled, Xiaoqin's mental and physical state naturally returns to normal day by day.

After Xiaoqin recovered, Yang Ruoqing planned to come and make arrangements for her and Damo's affairs while the iron was hot.

One is an orphan and widowed mother, with a vicious and calculating mother-in-law on her head, and the other is an older man and a bachelor, neither of them can be delayed.

Yang Ruoqing told Yang Huazhong, Sun Shi, and Dayun about this plan, and immediately got their approval.

"I'll talk to the village elders about this matter. Their family's situation is special. If the widow remarries and gets the approval of the village elders, it's useless for Grandma Xiaoqin to object." Yang Huazhong said.

(End of this chapter)