Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 3822 Going Crazy

"Qing'er, you have lost your seniority and age by saying something," Tuoba Xian said.

"What's wrong with me, you should be clear. I'm reading scriptures in this room. To put it bluntly, I want to calm down my mind. Don't think about getting serious with a child and getting annoyed."

"But Qing'er, Dazhi's behavior really worries me."

"I'm not worried about what's going on with me, I'm worried that Chen'er will come back to celebrate the New Year, and the family will reunite happily,"

"At that time, it would be perfectly normal for this lively and warm scene to be placed in someone else's house. In our house, because of Dazhi's personality and inner thoughts, we should all pay attention to our words and deeds?"

"No matter how much you love Chen'er and long for his return, do you still want to control him in front of Dazhi?"

"Why?"

"why?"

"Chen'er is the grandson of my direct relative, the legitimate descendant of the Luo family, the biological son of you and Fengtang, and the eldest son of the Great General who protects the country!"

"We love him and welcome him, who else should we take care of?"

"Are you ambitious?"

"Who is Dazhi? In the final analysis, it is just a child adopted by you and Fengtang with good intentions. It was Dazhiniang who begged you hard."

"What is Dazhiniang's original intention?"

"I want you to give Dazhi a mouthful of food and drink, so that he doesn't have to starve and freeze and wander the streets!"

"As for you, you treat Dazhi as your own son. Whether it's the years when Chen'er was separated or after Chen'er got to know each other, Dazhi's treatment and status at home have never changed."

"Qing'er, you, Fengtang, and us big fellows are all very ambitious!"

"But Dazhi is narrow-minded, sensitive and inferior, and jealous."

"You have already explained the truth to him last time, and he also admitted his mistake, is it still like this now?"

"Throw a doll? Spit?"

"Forgive me for saying something that doesn't sound very nice. A dragon begets a dragon son, and a rat begets a rat. Dazhi has the blood of his own father, that cruel, selfish fisherman!"

"He's only eight years old now. When he gets older, he poisons Chen'er's food and tea, causing an irreversible mistake. What will you do?"

"Even if you kill Dazhi at that time, can you bring Chen'er back?"

Tuobaxian had never talked so much to Yang Ruoqing with such a stern look like today.

And every word, analysis, worry, all hit Yang Ruoqing's heart.

Yang Ruoqing lowered her eyes, tightly clutching the apron she hadn't taken off with both hands, not knowing what to say.

Yang Ruoqing could fully understand Tuobaxian's mood and worries.

She is Chen'er's mother, so how can she not be worried that Dazhi's situation will intensify and really cause substantial harm to Chen'er?
"Mother, don't worry, I'll go to Dazhi for one last open and honest talk later, and I will definitely make him realize the seriousness of the problem and our attitude!" Yang Ruoqing said seriously.

Tuobaxian warned: "Qing'er, mother can understand your mood, the palms and backs of the hands are full of meat,"

"You are such a smart person, you know which is more important."

"Don't make a lifetime of mistakes because of a moment of benevolence. Go, I will take a nap after reading the classics."

……

After leaving Tuobaxian's house, Yang Ruoqing walked back to the stove in the backyard with heavy steps.

In the small dining hall next to the kitchen, Luo Tiejiang and Wang Cuilian had already served Dazhi and Luo Baobao a meal, and asked them to eat first.

Seeing Yang Ruoqing coming back alone, Wang Cuilian asked in surprise, "Where's your mother-in-law? Why didn't you come?"

Yang Ruoqing said: "Grandma is tired and wants to sleep, we will eat at night, aunt, let's eat first!"

At the dinner table, Yang Ruoqing secretly observed Dazhi.

Originally, she thought that Dazhi would feel somewhat guilty for doing such a thing.

However, from the beginning to the end, he acted as if nothing had happened. After eating, he picked up the handkerchief and wiped the corners of his mouth. After greeting the adults politely, he went back to his room first.

Yang Ruoqing also put down her chopsticks, "I'm done eating, aunt, you put the pots and bowls there later, I'll go to Dazhi's and I'll be back to clean up later."

……

In Dazhi's room, Yang Ruoqing deliberately followed Dazhi to the door of the room with a light footstep.

She didn't knock on the door, but stood calmly outside the window, intending to see what he was doing.

Inside the room, Dazhi sat at the desk after returning from dinner, picked up a pen, and spread out the paper in front of him.

The tip of the brush was stained with ink, and he was writing something on the white paper in front of him...

This kid, come back to practice calligraphy after dinner?
In terms of studying, it seems that he is really hardworking and never relaxes!

Just as this idea started to pop into his mind, Dazhi, who was just writing down, suddenly slapped the pen on the table.

He raised his hand and swept the books on the desk to the ground.

He grabbed the piece of paper he wrote earlier, tore it frantically, and threw it out.

Then he grabbed the inkstone on the table and smashed it down heavily on the ground. The quality of the inkstone is so good, it didn't even break!
Dazhi still felt puzzled, so he found something to vent in the room, the quilt on the bed, the pillow,
The calligraphy and paintings in the big vase, the flute and the flute hanging on the wall were all thrown to the ground by him.

He turned back and forth in the room, panting heavily, his face was distorted, hideous and terrifying.

This made Yang Ruoqing, who was peeping under the window outside, stunned.

Where is this an eight-year-old boy?
Where is that gentle reader who carries a small schoolbag?

Where is the quiet and delicate Zhi'er who blushes when she speaks?

Yang Ruoqing felt that the little boy in front of her was very strange. In him, she seemed to see the savage Yangzhou fisherman in Hekou Village who beat up his wife and children!
She originally wanted to come to him to communicate, but the situation in the room, to be honest, Yang Ruoqing actually wanted to retreat a little bit.

This is simply a problem boy!

Taking a deep breath, Yang Ruoqing came to the door and knocked lightly a few times.

"Which one?" Dazhi's vigilant voice came from inside the room.

"Zhi'er, it's me." Yang Ruoqing tried her best not to hear any strangeness in her voice.

"Mother, yes, what's the matter?" Dazhi asked a little nervously.

Yang Ruoqing said: "It's nothing, I just want to see if you're not feeling well because you didn't eat much at noon."

Inside the room, there was a silence, and then there was the sound of picking up paper.

But it stopped after one or two rings, and then Dazhi's voice came: "Mother, I am very comfortable, I didn't sleep well last night, now I have taken off my clothes and went to bed, my son will go talk with mother at night !"

Hearing this, Yang Ruoqing's heart was really chilled.

"Okay, sleep well, don't catch a cold, then I'll go first." Yang Ruoqing turned and left.

(End of this chapter)