Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 401: The bridal chamber at night (three shifts)

Yang Ruolan blushed.

But it can't happen.

Time passes little by little...

"Da'an, have you finished drawing? My legs and feet are sore..."

Yang Ruolan couldn't help urging.

Daan smiled and said, "Sister Lan'er, please hold on for a while, it will be fine soon..."

Time continues to flow.

Yang Ruolan felt that the teapot in her hand was getting heavier and heavier.

"Da An, is it okay? I can't take it anymore!"

Yang Ruolan urged again.

Daan smiled politely.

"Sister Lan'er, there's still one last point, it'll be fine soon, just hold on for a while..."

Time continued to flow.

Yang Ruoqing got up and drank two bowls of hot tea, and went to the toilet.

Daan is still painting.

Yang Ruolan couldn't bear it any longer.

In order to keep her slender figure, she does not eat dinner at night.

I drank two bowls of rice soup.

"Da'an, what the hell are you trying to describe? So slow, counting the strands of my hair?"

She asked angrily, her legs clenched.

After standing for so long, I didn't move, my hands and feet were numb, and my whole body became colder.

"I don't care, I don't stand anymore!"

Yang Ruolan was about to move, but Yang Ruoqing pinched her wrist.

Under this force, Yang Ruolan was stiff and unable to move.

"Damn, what do you want to do?" she asked.

Yang Ruoqing said, "I'm willing to admit defeat, that's what you said."

"You also promised to make a model for Da'an."

"You can't move until Da'an is finished!"

Yang Ruoqing said with a smile.

Yang Ruolan understood something from behind Yang Ruoqing's smiling eyes.

She gritted her teeth angrily: "Damn, I understand, I know you are not so kind!"

Yang Ruoqing laughed even more.

"Let you make a painting model for my brother, you are flattering you, don't be ashamed of your face!"

"Oh, it's finally cleaned up. Sisters, come and see what Da'an's paintings look like..."

The voice of Huang's sister-in-law came from outside the kitchen.

Messy footsteps came towards the dining room.

Yang Ruoqing's eyes flashed, and the moment she retreated and sat back.

The silver needle hidden at the bottom of the sleeve reached the fingertips, and a little cold light flashed near Yang Ruolan's bladder point.

The next moment, she sat firmly back on the stool next to her, yawning.

Her pretty face flushed red.

The eldest girl urinated her pants in public and spread it out, and she couldn't hold her head up for the rest of her life!

The women had stepped into the dining room by this time.

Yang Ruolan's brows tensed, and when she saw the teapot in her hand, she had an idea.

He stumbled under his feet and pretended to fall to the ground.

The teapot was smashed and the tea inside was spilled.

got her covered...

Although embarrassed, it is better than peeing her pants, she thought angrily.

"Oh, why did Lan girl fall?"

The women exclaimed.

Yang also followed behind the crowd, and when she heard the sound, she pulled the crowd away and rushed in.

I really saw Yang Ruolan fall to the ground.

The teapot shattered, and the tea splashed out, soaking her all over.

Some of the white and delicate little hands were scratched with blood by the broken teapot pieces.

Yang Shi screamed: "Oh, my Laner, what are you doing?"

"What's the matter? The newly bought teapot was smashed by your daughter before it was used for a day. You have to lose money!"

Tan's voice sounded immediately.

With a look of grievance on Yang's face, she wanted to argue with Tan's.

Yang Ruolan grabbed Yang's arm, tears welling up in her eyes.

"Mother, don't talk, take me back to the house first..."

The wet pants are still sticking to the body, so uncomfortable!

The Yang family quickly picked up Yang Ruolan as the mother and daughter passed by Daan's side.

Yang Ruolan paused and couldn't help but glanced at the paper in front of Daan.

Seeing the drawing on the paper, Yang Ruolan was so angry that she almost vomited out a mouthful of blood!

Yang shi also saw it, and was about to curse when Yang Ruolan panted, "Let's go, let's see!"

Yang's mother and daughter left in embarrassment.

The women all crowded behind Daan.

Everyone wants to see the beauty of the beautiful portrait.

"Oh my God, what is this? It doesn't look like Lan girl..." The women chattered.

Da An looked ashamed.

"My painting skills are poor and my skills are still shallow. Although I try to figure it out, it is still difficult to describe the demeanor of Sister Lan'er. I am ashamed..."

"It's alright, it's alright, how old are you, you can learn it slowly in the future..."

The women were surprisingly tolerant towards Mrs.

They were quickly attracted by the movement on the other side of the wedding room.

It's a bridal chamber tonight.

So hula-la went to see the bridal chamber.

In the dining room, Yang Ruoqing took the drawing paper and looked at it.

"Pfft..."

She nearly fell off the stool.

I finally understood why Yang Ruolan gave her a glance before she left, why the resentment was so heavy!

This brother, black belly!

"What are you drawing? Is it a human?" Yang Ruoqing asked.

Daan's face was innocent.

"I'm following the painting you taught me, old lady."

"Didn't you say this is a cartoon? Will the drawn characters be cute? I did it!" he said.

Yang Ruoqing said: "Cartoon must be a human, you are just a toad blowing the air!"

Daan shrugged, grabbed the drawing paper and folded it: "I did my best, Sister Laner looks like this in my eyes, I paint with care!"

Yang Ruoqing's head was full of black lines.

Is this really an eight-year-old Mrs. Zheng?

She was afraid for a while, but luckily it was her own brother.

Otherwise, he will really be killed by him!

After finishing everything, Mrs. Sun took Daan and Xiaoan over there to see the bridal chamber.

The men were all there, bursting with laughter from time to time.

Yang Ruoqing said: "Mother, you go and see, I'll go home first."

Sun nodded: "If you are sleepy, go to sleep first."

Yang Ruoqing nodded.

This time, converted into Beijing time, should be around [-] o'clock in the evening.

She usually doesn't go to bed until ten o'clock!

Back in the backyard, I found that there was a soybean oil lamp on in the kitchen room.

There was a faint sound of water inside, as if someone was stirring something.

Yang Ruoqing raised her eyebrows slightly.

Parents and two younger brothers all went to Wushu's house.

At this time, who will be in the kitchen?

Is it the conch girl?

She quietly pasted it, and through the gap in the door, she saw the dim kitchen.

A tall figure is squatting there, holding something in his hand, stirring.

Luo Fengtang?

Surprised, she entered the door immediately.

Luo Fengtang turned around when she heard the sound behind her.

When he saw it was her, a happy smile appeared on his face.

"Qing'er, are you done?" he asked.

Yang Ruoqing nodded, "Why didn't you go home this night?"

Luo Fengtang said: "I went back earlier. My uncle was drunk. I washed his feet and put him on the bed. He fell asleep, and came out again."

(End of this chapter)