Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 3950 The Girl's Mind
Leaving Fu Bo's house, on the way, Mu Zichuan said to Yang Ruoqing: "Qing'er, thank you for your kindness, I will remember your kindness to my mother."

"In the future, I, Mu Zichuan, will do it for you if you have any urge, even murder and arson!"

Originally walking in a good manner, when she suddenly heard someone's "blood oath" in her ear, Yang Ruoqing turned her head and looked at him in surprise.

"Murder and set fire? Don't scare me. Although I, Yang Ruoqing, am not a good person of the ninth generation, I don't do such bad things. Don't lead me away." She said with a grin.

Mu Zichuan was also looking at her. Unlike her teasing eyes that pretended to be relaxed, his eyes were deep, persistent, serious, and firm, a deep pool that could not be seen to the end.

"I'm serious, not joking," he said again.

"The prescription you got is the most important thing. Without the prescription, everything else is out of the question," he said.

Yang Ruoqing couldn't help laughing anymore, she curled her lips and said: "Well, I can't help Godmother with anything else, I can only try to help her reduce her pain."

"Okay, Zi Chuan, between us brothers and sisters, don't say those things about reciprocating and not reciprocating. Your home is ahead. I just went to see my godmother. I haven't come to see her yet!"

When Yang Ruoqing and Mu Zichuan came to Lao Mu's house together, Liu Doukou was feeding Miss Zichuan millet porridge in the west room.

A bowl is almost finished.

Seeing that the godmother had a good appetite, Yang Ruoqing and Mu Zichuan looked at each other, both of them were secretly happy.

"Mother, Qing'er came to see you." Mu Zichuan said.

Zi Chuanniang raised her head and saw Yang Ruoqing, a smile appeared on her face.

"Qing'er is here, sit down quickly," the woman said.

Yang Ruoqing responded, and sat down in front of a stool beside her.

Liu Doukou looked at Yang Ruoqing, smiled, nodded slightly, then turned around again and fed the last two spoonfuls of millet porridge to Niang Zichuan.

After feeding, she got up and exited Westinghouse.

From the beginning to the end, he didn't look at Mu Zichuan, nor did he speak positively to Yang Ruoqing.

Mu Zichuan's heart was clear, and his face was as calm as water, without the slightest wave.

Yang Ruoqing, on the other hand, watched Liu Doukou leaving in a hurry, secretly surprised.

In the morning when the two of them were washing by the pond, this cardamom cousin was still talking and laughing. Why didn't she see each other after an hour or two, and became so reserved again?

It's as if it's the first time we met, hey, this girl has a fickle mind, so don't worry about it.

Yang Ruoqing turned her head and looked at the bedside, where Mu Zichuan was talking to his mother.

Niang Zichuan took Mu Zichuan's hand and said, "Zi Chuan, I don't know how long it will take for this body of my mother's body. It doesn't get better or worse for a while. I can eat three meals a day. I don't know what's going on."

"Zi Chuan, you have been delayed for more than two months in order to serve your mother. It is really impossible. You can go out and buy two rough women and come back to serve me."

Hearing what Mother said, Mu Zichuan shook his head and refused without even thinking about it.

"Errands, I will have a lot of time to do in the future, and mother, there is only one." He said in a deep voice.

"I don't worry about entrusting mother's full authority to the servants who bought it outside. I have to serve and accompany mother by the side, so I can rest assured!"

"Mother, you don't have to worry about me. To tell you the truth, I actually asked His Majesty for a long vacation when I came back this time, and His Majesty also gave me permission."

"When my mother recovers, we will go to the place where I went to work together, and then I will honor my mother!" he said.

Zi Chuan Niang was moved to tears.

Yang Ruoqing hurriedly got up and handed over a clean handkerchief.

"Godmother, don't cry, come on, wipe it off." Yang Ruoqing said softly.

Zi Chuanniang nodded, took the handkerchief from Yang Ruoqing and wiped it.

Yang Ruoqing gently hugged her shoulders and stroked her back.

Mu Zichuan, on the other hand, stood by the bed with his hands behind his back, smiling and watching.

Zi Chuanniang sighed in her heart, it would be great if these two children were her son and daughter-in-law!

As for Mu Zichuan, he was also in a trance for a moment.

If Qing'er were his wife, how perfect would it be!

Outside the west window, a pair of jealous eyes turned around Mu Zichuan and Yang Ruoqing like knives.

When facing me, she was indifferent and distant, calling me 'cousin' was also polite, obviously treating me as an outsider.

When he was with this Yang Ruoqing, his cousin smiled so amiably and cheerfully, treating Yang Ruoqing as one of his own.

snort!
Liu Doukou turned around and walked into the stove angrily, sitting on the hearth of the stove and twisting a piece of thatch in his hand to vent.

When leaving Lao Mu's house, he passed the kitchen door.

Yang Ruoqing said: "The cardamom should be in the kitchen, right? I'll go say hello to her..."

But the arm was grabbed by Mu Zichuan.

"No need to go." He said, then let go of his hand.

"Oh, that's fine." Yang Ruoqing smiled, turned around and walked towards the courtyard gate.

Mu Zichuan followed her step by step.

"Go back, you don't need to send it off. It's broad daylight, and you know the way." Yang Ruoqing came outside the courtyard wall, turned around and waved towards Mu Zichuan.

Mu Zichuan nodded and smiled slightly, "I'm going to the school behind the village in the afternoon, is there anything you want me to bring to my niece?"

His niece is naturally Luo Baobao.

Yang Ruoqing said: "There's nothing to bring, if you can wait until they go back to the village after school, you can help me bring her back by the way."

Mu Zichuan happily agreed, watched Yang Ruoqing leave, and then turned around and went back to the house contentedly.

None of this escaped Liu Doukou's eyes.

She hid behind the small window in the kitchen and watched, full of doubts in her heart.

Since she was a child, she always thought that this talented and unparalleled cousin was a god and was indifferent to everyone.

She always thought it was his arrogance, and it was precisely this that deeply attracted her and made her fascinated by him.

Ever since she began to understand the relationship between men and women, she had only one idea in mind, that is, not to marry unless she was a cousin.

In order to be able to marry her cousin, she did not know how many people's marriage proposals were turned down, many of them were rich sons and sons, the heirs of the officials' families in the county...

Today, she realized that her cousin is not indifferent by nature, but depends on who he is right with.

He can laugh, he likes to laugh, he looks good when he smiles.

But his smile was not on her direct cousin, but on his god-sister who had no blood relationship at all.

And that godmother is already another man's wife, and the child is nine years old!

why?
Am I not as good as that Yang Ruoqing?

I am younger than her, more beautiful than her, more gentle than her, and will please you, why don't you want to look at me more?
Not reconciled, I am not reconciled!
(End of this chapter)