Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 3332 It Feels So Good To Go Home

It's been a long time since anyone hugged her like this, with the familiar embrace and familiar breath, Yang Ruoqing felt like she was dreaming.

The same is true for Luo Fengtang.

He stretched out his hands to wrap the soft woman in his arms tighter, smelling the fragrance of her hair, um... There was also a faint smell of oily smoke.

But the smell of oily fumes not only did not disgust him, but delighted him instead.

This also shows that I have come back for real, not in a dream.

I don't know how many times this scene has appeared in my dreams in the past year.

It was Yang Ruoqing who came back to her senses first, she raised her head and looked at him, "Aren't you supposed to be with my dad next door? Why did you come to this house?"

Today's him is the protagonist, the kind of star-studded.

Luo Fengtang looked down at her face, he couldn't bear to look away for a moment, and his voice was peaceful and loving: "I can't see you, I feel flustered."

Yang Ruoqing gave a 'poof' smile, and cast a quick glance at him.

And jokingly said: "I have been out for a year and have experienced so many big and small things. Why is it that when I come back to talk, I go back to my original shape and become an idiot?"

Her playful eyes made him feel happy, and the fatigue from the long journey was relieved by half.

The corners of her lips raised, and she quickly explained: "When I heard Xiao An say that you were back, I ran so fast that I dropped the fish in my hand and rushed outside at a speed of [-] meters."

"At first, I thought that when you got off the horse, I would be the first to shake hands with our great general who protects the country,"

"But I raised my hand and saw, oh, it's not good. The scales of the fish I picked up earlier were stained with my hand, and it was so fishy. I had to run back to the house and wash it three times with fragrant soap, but the fishy smell It is really stubborn, and there are still residues..."

Before he finished speaking, the hands behind his back were held by him again.

"Really? I'll sniff," he said.

He grabbed her hand and placed it under her breath, then sniffed lightly.

He looked at her with a smile in his eyes, "My Qing'er's hands smell good even after ten days of washing. I like it."

Rao is such a thick-skinned person as Yang Ruoqing, she couldn't help but blush when she heard this kind of praise with her eyes closed.

She curled her lips, raised her eyebrows, and gave him a wink of appreciation.

The corners of the eyes and brows were full of joy and shyness, like peach blossoms in full bloom in March, which made him almost lose his soul just looking at them.

"Sister, are you in the house? My mother asked me to come over and ask you something." Xiao Hua shouted.

Yang Ruoqing quickly pushed Luo Fengtang away, turned over and sat up, while frantically arranging her clothes and hair, she tried her best to reply outside in a calm voice: "Are you here, what's the matter?"

Xiao Hua said: "My mother said that the other dishes were overcooked, and now only the fish is left."

"Mother asked if she would make do with the boiled fish, or would you go?"

Because Yang Ruoqing was in charge of a series of procedures from picking fish to slaughtering fish to slicing the fish, and because she said that she would make a wonderful boiled fish with her own hands to reward Luo Fengtang, so Mrs. Sun didn't dare to neglect that one. Fish, send Xiao Hua over to ask.

Before Yang Ruoqing could answer, a certain man who was on the verge of an arrow stuck behind her again.

He put his arms around her waist and said in a voice that only the two of them could hear: "Let the mother-in-law and the others do it..."

Yang Ruoqing glanced at him sideways, and said, "They cook all the dishes on the table, and I also want to show off my cooking skills so that you can taste my cooking skills."

Luo Fengtang understood her intentions, his eyes were filled with emotion, he withdrew his hand and sat up.

In fact, what he wants to eat most at the moment is not boiled fish, but her.

But he is not a messy person, Qing'er has this kind of heart and this kind of behavior, he should cherish it.

Here, with his tacit consent, Yang Ruoqing, who had tidied up her clothes, came to the window and said to Xiaohua outside: "Go and tell our mother, I will find a set of clean clothes for your brother-in-law and let him take a bath first. Just go."

After sending Xiao Hua away, Yang Ruoqing turned around and started looking for clothes for Luo Fengtang.

Luo Fengtang got out of bed, came behind her, and watched her tiptoe in front of the closet to fetch clothes for him.

This wardrobe was made before they got married. When designing the wardrobe, she drew the blueprint.

The design is excellent, the two of them, and the child, have their own exclusive wardrobe.

He came up from behind and hugged her, resting his chin lightly on her shoulder.

Go home feeling good.

Yang Ruoqing was stunned for a moment, and then she freed a hand to stroke his head lightly, as if a mother was stroking her son.

"Hey, go take a shower first and change your clothes. The banquet will be held later," she said.

"Well, good." He nodded, stood up straight, took the clothes she handed over and went into the bathroom.

After walking a few steps, he stopped, turned around and asked her, "Where are my daughter and Dazhi?"

From getting off the horse to this moment, I was anxiously looking forward to having a good relationship with my wife first, and the children were thrown aside first, ashamed.

Yang Ruoqing smiled and said, "Both of you have gone to school."

Luo Fengtang raised his eyebrows, "They don't know that I'm coming back today?"

Yang Ruoqing said: "I know, your daughter stayed at home and didn't want to go to school, so I kicked her out of school."

"I told her that unless the school is on holiday, or if the family is short of staff and can't leave, or if you are not feeling well, otherwise you are not allowed to be absent from class without reason. That's why you don't want to go to school. When you leave , and complained that I was unreasonable, my mouth was so pouted that I could put an oil pot on it."

(End of this chapter)