Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 392 It's for you, sister (two more)

"When she likes you, she really likes it. Even if you are angry, she is willing to die for you."

"You're right. If she was pestered by a stupid husband, she wouldn't be happy and would hide."

"So, for your previous actions, she has forgiven you and stopped caring about it a long time ago."

"Wait a moment……"

Mu Zichuan suddenly interrupted Yang Ruoqing's words.

"Why do you use 'she'? Wasn't it all you, then or now?"

he asked suspiciously.

Yang Ruoqing was startled.

She used 'she' on purpose.

To speak for the dead soul.

"After the plunge into the pond, I came back from the dead and recovered from my madness."

she explained.

"For me, it's a new life. So, it was then, and now is now."

"The Yang Ruoqing who liked you is gone."

"The Yang Ruoqing standing in front of you now is a brand new Yang Ruoqing."

"Except for this body and identity, which are still the same as before, everything else is new."

"Do you understand?" she asked.

mu Zichuan looked at her with a complicated expression, as if trying to absorb the profound things in her words.

"It doesn't matter whether I understand or not," he said.

"It doesn't matter if you are new or old, I just want to know, is it too late for me to treat you right now?" he asked.

Yang Ruoqing was a little bit sarcastic.

"Mu Zichuan, don't you think your question is ridiculous?" she said.

"If I heard correctly, after a few days, my mother will send a matchmaker to my second uncle to propose marriage."

"You want to marry my cousin, and you still talk to me like this? Are you too greedy?" she asked.

mu Zichuan shook his head.

In desperation, he almost gave up his mother and Ga Po's 'false marriage' plan.

After thinking about it, he still held back.

"Proposal is my mother's idea, it has nothing to do with me!" He said.

"Yang Ruolan, is my mother's daughter-in-law."

"My favorite candidate is you Yang Ruoqing!"

Hearing his eloquent confession, Yang Ruoqing laughed even more.

"Toothbrushes and men, I don't share them."

she said.

"Also, I don't like 'Niang Bao', a man must have his own thoughts."

The person who sleeps on a quilt with the other half for the rest of his life is himself, not his mother.

Your own feelings are the most important.

But mu Zichuan frowned, apparently not agreeing with Yang Ruoqing's words.

"Parents whose body is affected by skin and body, today's saints govern the world with filial piety."

"I obey my mother's arrangement. This is filial piety. Besides, it is orthodox for a man to have three wives and four concubines!"

Even if you don't marry Yang Ruolan, even if you are Qing'er as your wife.

He has been on the rise, and I am an official, and I must be a group of wives and concubines!

From what mu Zichuan said, Yang Ruoqing understood what he meant.

She is not annoyed.

Really.

Mu Zichuan's thoughts are the mainstream thoughts of this era.

Men are superior to women, men have three wives and four concubines, and women are only vassals of men.

No matter how much you like it, it's just to give you more love.

Impossible for you, and give up, and break those rules.

"Mu Zichuan, again, I thank you for your heart to me."

"But, I can't accept..."

"Is it because of Luo Fengtang?" he asked.

Yang Ruoqing pondered for a while.

Mu Zichuan continued: "everything has variables, Qing'er, as long as you are willing to give me a word, I am willing to wait!"

"Luo Fengtang, he is illiterate, and he is destined to dig food in the soil."

"A man like that, you won't have a good life with him."

"You will be separated sooner or later, I trust my judgment!"

He said firmly.

Yang Ruoqing was startled.

I don't understand where Mu Zichuan's strong confidence comes from?

Also, can you not lift yourself up every time, but also step down Luo Fengtang by the way?

Yang Ruoqing shook her head: "Good horses don't eat back. When I broke off my marriage with you, I didn't plan to go back."

"Even without Luo Fengtang, I wouldn't be like you."

"What's more, with him now, it's even more impossible between me and you!"

"Even if you are willing to wait and make a spare tire, I don't need it!"

Mu Zichuan shook violently as if struck by lightning.

The book under his arm fell to his feet with a clatter.

He didn't pick it up either.

The whole person stood there, his face tense, his face covered with dark clouds.

Yang Ruoqing ignored his changed face and finished her sentence.

"You don't know Luo Fengtang, you don't know what kind of person he is."

"He is hard-working, down-to-earth, and smart. He also has a motivated heart."

"He's no worse than you, he just lost to you at the starting line."

"But I believe that he will make some achievements sooner or later. My Yang Ruoqing's vision of people has never been deviated!"

mu Zichuan was silent and stared at her silently.

His mouth was pursed into a straight line, and his fingernails sank into the flesh of his palm.

It hurts!

"The chatterbox is open today, and I'll just make it clear to you."

"On the Daan side, if you really appreciate him, I won't prevent you from going privately."

"If you don't want to waste time with him, you don't have to teach."

"In the spring of next year, I will send him to Mongolian school. Thank you for taking care of my brother these days."

After speaking, she turned around and went back to the village without looking back.

Along the way, Yang Ruoqing was thinking about this.

She feels that because of her remarks, mu Zichuan will definitely not teach Da An again.

Daan's school stealing career had to end early.

This is undoubtedly a loss to Da'an.

However, she does not regret her actions.

She didn't want to deceive mu Zichuan's feelings.

I don't want him to go further and further on an imaginary road.

Even if he taught Da'an everything.

She gave him gratitude and moved, but she couldn't give him the feelings he wanted!

Since the ending is destined to disappoint him, it is better to make it clear in advance.

Arrive at home soon.

In the room, Da'an was sitting at the table, writing seriously.

Yang Ruoqing came over, and Daan quickly covered the paper.

Yang Ruoqing said, "don't cover it up, I already know the secrets between you and mu Zichuan."

"what?"

Da An was stunned.

Yang Ruoqing sat down at the table and roughly told Da'an about the content of her previous conversation with Mu Zichuan.

This younger brother, although only eight years old.

But this mind is deeper and more mature than children of the same age.

Yang Ruoqing knew that he could understand.

"Da'an, my sister made you suffer, I'm sorry!"

In the end, she said apologetically.

Daan listened carefully, and thought about it for a while.

Then, his brows stretched out.

"Sister, I don't blame you." He said.

"Actually, these few days, I've been secretly learning to read with brother Zichuan, and I'm also very confused."

"What are you struggling with?" Yang Ruoqing asked.

Da'an said: "I know that Brother Zichuan taught me, it's for you, sister."

(End of this chapter)