Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 3912 Begonia teaser

Although there is nothing between her and Mu Zichuan, even though Mu Zichuan also explained that this is a New Year's gift, even though Tang Yazi has always been a magnanimous and sensible person, even if she knew it was sent by Mu Zichuan, won't say anything.

Because Luo Baobao's several dolls were also given by Mu Zichuan.

Luo Fengtang will never stop these human exchanges within the normal range, but,

To judge others by oneself, if other young women besides the mothers and elders of both parties made a dress for Luo Fengtang, or bought a pair of new shoes,

Even if they have nothing to do with each other, but as a wife, seeing her man dangling in front of her in the clothes of other women must make her feel uncomfortable.

So, without saying a word, she took off the silk scarf.

Luo Fengtang held down her hand.

"Silly Qing'er, there's no point in wronging yourself like this for me," he said.

"There's no need to do this between you and me. I believe that I hold a lot of weight in your heart. Why would you have trouble with a silk scarf?"

As he spoke, he immediately took the silk scarf and prepared to tie it on again for her.

Yang Ruoqing shook her head, "I don't want to, I just don't want to."

Luo Fengtang said: "No, then you won't go out all day today?"

Yang Ruoqing said: "Then don't go out, I'll go out when the light of tomorrow fades, hehe."

Luo Fengtang was silent for a while, then took Yang Ruoqing's hand and went straight to the desk, and pressed her shoulder to let her sit down.

"Why?" she asked curiously.

Luo Fengtang said: "Sit down obediently, it will be fine in a while."

Yang Ruoqing sat down obediently.

Luo Fengtang said again: "Close your eyes again, and open them again when I tell you to open them."

Now, Yang Ruoqing was really curious.

But it is precisely because of curiosity that I look forward to it even more.

"Yeah!" She nodded and closed her eyes.

Just closed it, and suddenly she opened it again.

"Huh?" Luo Fengtang raised his eyebrows, his eyes were full of inquiries.

Yang Ruoqing smiled mischievously, and said, "I forgot to say my lines, I want to make up."

"What lines? Say!" he said.

Yang Ruoqing raised her hand and patted her swollen chest, saying: "General, just let the horse come here, don't feel sorry for me because I'm Jiaohua!"

Luo Fengtang's head was full of black lines.

Yang Ruoqing smiled happily, then sat upright and closed her eyes again.

Soon, she heard the sound of Luo Fengtang opening the drawer, and after a rustling sound, Yang Ruoqing smelled the faint fragrance of flowers.

Then, a faint coolness came from the neck, as if something was caressing, it was numb and itchy, which made her want to laugh.

Luo Fengtang said: "Persist for a while, and it will be fine soon."

"Slow work and careful work, I'm not in a hurry." Yang Ruoqing said.

After a while, Yang Ruoqing heard Luo Fengtang say: "Okay, you can open it."

Yang Ruoqing quickly opened her eyes, subconsciously raised her hand to touch her neck, but was held down by Luo Fengtang.

"Go and take a picture," he said.

"Okay!" Yang Ruoqing nodded, quickly got up and impatiently came to the bronze mirror, put her head in front of the bronze mirror, and turned her head sideways to look at her neck.

"Wow!"

Now, she was really amazed by herself.

"My God, my God!" she exclaimed, "Don't tell me, you just painted this crabapple flower?"

"hey-hey……"

Luo Fengtang's low laugh came from behind, with joy and acquiescence in his voice.

He packed up the desk, came behind her, put his arms around her waist, and stared at her in the bronze mirror.

"Last night, I found a few bottles of flower juice in the drawer. It must be the leftovers from Qing'er that you used to make perfume before. It was just used to paint a few strokes," he said.

"My Qing'er really matches this crabapple flower really well, it's pretty, it's really pretty!"

The dialect from another place he deliberately uttered made Yang Ruoqing laugh.

She turned around and said excitedly: "It's because you have more ideas, draw begonia flowers around this hickey mark, so that it can not only cover it well, but also become a kind of embellishment and decoration, hehe, I like it so much , Tang Yazi, you are too talented!"

Having said that, she stood on tiptoe and kissed him hard on the face.

This is his reward.

After the reward was over, she turned around again, and then admired the crabapple flowers blooming around her neck.

The painting is so good, it is so lifelike, why didn't I think of it myself?

It seems that my Tang Yazi is still clever.

Looking at Yang Ruoqing's ugly face in the mirror, Luo Fengtang's eyes were filled with satisfaction.

Silly girl, as long as you like it, I will be happy.

……

When Yang Ruoqing went to have breakfast, her mother-in-law Tuobaxian and mother-in-law Wang Cuilian saw the crabapple flowers on her neck, and they were full of praise, saying they were beautiful.

But after the compliment came, Tuobaxian lowered her eyes, and a trace of reminiscence and sadness flashed across her eyes.

Really father and son, that person also did this for her back then.

She was young and young that year, and she traveled south of the Yangtze River with him once.

Because of gluttony on a few small peppers, a small red rash appeared between the eyebrows.

This was a huge blow to her who loved beauty like her life at the time.

No amount of makeup can cover up this little rash, what should I do?
It was he who had an idea and used flower juice to draw a plum blossom between her eyebrows...

Tuobaxian smiled wryly.

She paid the price of most of her life for that short time.

For 30 years, he has not heard from him at all, that's all, the future is like a dream.

Now that she has woken up from the dream, fortunately she still has a son, a wife, and grandchildren...

……

When Yang Ruoqing came to her natal family next door, the crabapple flowers on her neck made Xiaohua and Xiaoduo envious.

Everyone was clamoring for Yang Ruoqing to also draw crabapple flowers for them, as long as it was a flower, anything else would be fine.

Yang Ruoqing said: "Your brother-in-law drew this for me. I don't know how to draw yet. I will learn from your brother-in-law later. When I learn it, I will paint for you."

Only then did they appease them.

Then she went to Uncle Chang Geng's house to find Xiaoyu to reminisce about the old days, and gave Xiaoyu's youngest son a red envelope.

……

Although this is not the era of information technology, don't underestimate the information exchange in these ten miles and eight villages.

Li Xiuxin threw herself into the river in the evening yesterday, and it took only one night plus half a day, and the news spread throughout the villages.

No, when Yang Ruoqing and Xiao Yu were reminiscing about the old days, the woman next door to Osmanthus's house came to visit and gossiped about it with Aunt Osmanthus.

"Have you heard? Then Li Xiuxin threw herself into the river with her six-month-old belly. If she died, it would be one dead body and two lives." The woman who came to visit said.

Osmanthus fragrans was surprised and said: "Didn't Li Xiuxin say that she remarried? Could it be that she didn't get along well with that man's family and came back to her natal family again?"

The woman who visited the door said again: "You don't know yet, do you? We divorced again a year ago, and we have lived at my mother's house for a long time."

(End of this chapter)