Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 3969 Children's games adults don't understand
"Mom, I don't mean to show off at all. I'm just outspoken. You watched me grow up, and it's not that you don't know my character." Liu Doukou defended with a blushing face.

Zi Chuanniang stretched out her hand, took Liu Doukou's hand, sighed softly and said, "Doukou, I am your aunt, and now I will soon become your mother-in-law. I know what kind of character you have."

"I know that you have the most sincere heart towards Zi Chuan and me, and you can't pick out anything wrong."

"But you are also on guard against Qing'er, don't think that I don't know anything because I've been ill these days."

"I'm just turning a blind eye. In order for you to marry Zi Chuan smoothly, I can only let you go. This has wronged Qing'er."

"Qing'er is also very filial to me. This girl is open-minded and aboveboard. She came to visit me because she cared about my illness. She and Zichuan are innocent." Simply broke the way.

"Originally, I didn't want to say these words, but seeing that you are thinking about these old sesame seeds and rotten millet, and now you are still using words to ridicule Qing'er, I have to make it clear."

"If you still want to marry Zi Chuan, don't use words to run on Qing'er like this in the future. Qing'er doesn't care about you because of me and Zi Chuan's face,"

"Don't think that she is really a weak and deceitful master, Qing'er is powerful, it is not what you see with your eyes!" Niang Zichuan said earnestly.

"Mother, look at you, you're talking about Sister Qing'er like a scourge." Liu Doukou twitched the corner of her mouth, took her hand out of Zi Chuanniang's, and stood a few steps away.

He looked suffocated, with disdain all over his face.

Zi Chuanniang shook her head, "I've said everything that needs to be said, whether you listen or not is up to you. You are going to get married this early July and early September, and there are still two months left."

"In the past two months, instead of putting your heart on running on others, you might as well try to please Xia Zichuan. If you don't worship heaven and earth every day, my heart will hang there all day."

"Go out, I'm sleepy, I'll go to sleep." Zi Chuanniang waved her hands, and lay down with her back on Liu Doukou.

"Mother, rest well, I will definitely listen to what you say, and I am sincere to my cousin." Liu Doukou stood by the bed and said.

"Rest well, I'll be in the main room, if you need anything, I'll come if you call."

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On the way back, I met a lot of villagers. The big guys looked at Yang Ruoqing's family of three, and they all stopped to greet and chat with them.

Even when passing by the pond, the women washing clothes at the bottom of the pond would stop their work, stand up and shout to this side twice, gossip.

The big guys couldn't find any other topics to chat with Luo Fengtang and Yang Ruoqing, so naturally they just wanted to tease Luo Baobao.

"Baby, now your father and mother are in front of you, holding one in each hand, aren't you happy?"

This is what women used to tease their children.

Whenever someone said this, Luo Baobao proudly puffed out his small chest and smiled confidently.

As for Luo Fengtang, he gently stroked Luo Baobao's head with his big hand. The father and daughter smiled and looked at each other tenderly.

As for Yang Ruoqing, she was naturally in charge of diplomacy and exchanged pleasantries with the women who came to say hello.

The family of three continued to walk in the direction of home.

Luo Baobao was very happy, "I don't want to walk by myself, I want my parents to lift me up and walk!"

"Come on, daddy will carry you on my back!" Luo Fengtang, the representative of daughter slaves, immediately took a stride.

Luo Baobao shook his head, "Don't carry it, hold it!"

"What kind of Tuofa is that?" Luo Fengtang was confused.

Yang Ruoqing smiled and shook her head: "I don't understand either."

Luo Baobao said, "I'll teach my parents."

Then, the little girl grabbed her father's hand with one hand and held her mother's hand with the other, took a deep breath, lifted her feet off the ground, curled up her body, and poured all her strength into her two arms.

"Father, mother, let's go!" she urged.

When feeling the sudden increase in weight between the palms, Yang Ruoqing and Luo Fengtang suddenly realized.

The two looked at each other with a smile, and tacitly grasped Luo Baobao's hand tightly in secret, and walked up.

Luo Baobao didn't touch the ground, and stuck to the couple's hands like a koala, and walked all the way to the gate of his yard.

"Okay, it's here!" She ordered, and Yang Ruoqing and Luo Fengtang hurriedly let her down.

"Oh, this is really fun!" Yang Ruoqing said with emotion.

Luo Fengtang hurriedly leaned over and pinched Luo Baobao's small arm, "Is it sore? Does it hurt?"

Luo Baobao giggled, shook his head and said, "It doesn't hurt at all. We children are playing with this in fashion recently. There is also a kind of sedan chair, where father and mother hold four hands together, and I sit on it..."

After entering the courtyard door and returning to the main room, the couple played with Luo Baobao again in a sedan chair.

The nine-year-old little girl, like Luo Fengtang, has good genes and is taller than children of the same age, almost 1.4 meters.

The appetite is not small, and every meal is a combination of meat and vegetables, which is rich in nutrition.

This little butt is chubby, plus she has practiced martial arts since she was a child, her legs and arms are slender and strong. When sitting in a sedan chair, Yang Ruoqing could clearly feel the weight from her wrists.

Except for this childish baby face, it is exactly the same as when I was a child. The body and limbs are growing day by day, like a flower bud, blooming quietly in the quiet of the years.

When one day she becomes shy and stops dragging her parents to play the game of carrying the bridal sedan chair, she probably has really grown up.

Thinking of this, Yang Ruoqing was both looking forward to it and a little bit disappointed.

I don't know if all the mothers in the world have such contradictory and entangled ideas with her, hoping that the child will grow up quickly, and wishing that the child will grow up slowly...

In the summer afternoon, when you are full of food and drink, you naturally move two wicker chairs to take a nap on the coolest and most ventilated porch at home.

Yang Ruoqing and Luo Fengtang were lying on a rocking chair, she was lying like a Lafayette, squinting, and there were two bowls of sour plum soup and a few pieces of iced watermelon on the small stool at hand.

As for Luo Fengtang, he was reading a military book in one hand and a goose feather fan in the other. He fanned Yang Ruoqing a few times, and then fanned Luo Baobao who was lying on a small stool and drawing a few times.

One mind, two purposes, three purposes, but very harmonious.

Yang Ruoqing's eyes opened a slit, looked at Luo Baobao who was sweating profusely in the painting, and truly lamented how energetic the child is.

"Baby, are you tired? Do you want to rest for a while?" Yang Ruoqing asked.

Luo Baobao shook his head: "I'm not tired, my painting is not finished yet!"

Luo Fengtang also looked away from the military book in front of him, and said to Luo Baobao, "Are you thirsty? Have a drink of sour plum soup?"

Luo Baobao still shook his head, "Don't drink, my painting is not finished yet!"

(End of this chapter)