Splendid peasant girl busy farming

4080 - Marriage of Mu Zichuan
Thinking of Liu Doukou's obstructive attitude on the mountain today, in front of the children, Yang Ruoqing felt that Liu Doukou was really stupid.

Matters between adults deliberately involved emotions on children, did she think that Mu Zichuan would be more moved by her careless care?

She didn't know Mu Zichuan too well.

What's more, there is nothing between the grown-ups, she and Mu Zichuan are innocent, and everything is imagined by Liu Doukou.

For a delusional woman, Yang Ruoqing only thought she was pitiful and ridiculous, there was no point in arguing with her, just stay away from her.

"Qing'er, have you changed your clothes yet? Zi Chuan is here." Wang Cuilian's voice sounded at the door.

Yang Ruoqing turned her head and said, "It's coming soon."

Soon, she led Luo Baobao to the main room outside, where Mu Zichuan was standing there waiting.

He also changed his clothes, holding an oil-paper umbrella in his hand, standing at the door of the house looking up at the rainy day outside.

"Zi Chuan." Yang Ruoqing called him.

"Uncle." Luo Baobao also called obediently.

Mu Zichuan turned around and saw the mother and daughter with warmth in his eyes.

"Have you changed your clothes?" Mu Zichuan asked with a smile.

Yang Ruoqing nodded, "It's raining, and you still have so many guests at home, why did you come here?"

Mu Zichuan said: "It's cold and rainy today, the child may be wet, I'm worried so I came here to have a look."

Yang Ruoqing smiled slightly, and turned to look at Luo Baobao beside her.

Luo Baobao took a step forward and said to Mu Zichuan, "Don't worry, uncle. I'm fine. When I got home, I changed into cotton clothes and baked a charcoal brazier. It will be very warm. If you don't believe me, let you touch me." hand."

The little girl took a step forward, and gently touched Mu Zichuan's cold hand with her white and tender little hand.

"How is it? Warm up?" She asked with a smile.

Mu Zichuan was infected by her smile, and smiled slightly, "Well, it's warm."

"Are you hungry? Uncle Zichuan is here to pick you and your mother up for dinner." Mu Zichuan leaned slightly and smiled at Luo Baobao.

Luo Baobao looked at his mother, apparently handing over the decision to Yang Ruoqing.

Yang Ruoqing said to Mu Zichuan: "Zichuan, we are too lazy to run away, so we will eat at home, you can go back."

Mu Zichuan said: "How can it be done? You should eat at my house today!"

Yang Ruoqing shook her head: "Are we still so fussy? You will be at home for three years in the future, Ding You will have a chance to have dinner together. Now your uncle and the others are still at your house, so hurry back!"

Thinking of his cousin's inexplicable hostility towards Yang Ruoqing, Mu Zichuan didn't force Yang Ruoqing anymore.

"Okay then, I'll come and visit you tomorrow."

After finishing Wuqi, he can come out and walk around.

Yang Ruoqing nodded: "Go back quickly."

……

The next day, the sky cleared up. In the morning, Yang Ruoqing was cleaning the yard when Mu Zichuan came over.

With two packs of snacks in her hand, she handed them directly to Yang Ruoqing.

"My uncle brought this over yesterday. He recently went to Jinhua to do business. The local dried plum vegetable pancakes are not bad. Give your baby a taste." He said.

"Seasoned Prunes and Vegetables?"

Yang Ruoqing's eyes lit up a little, and she quickly put down the broom in her hand and reached out to catch the box he handed over.

"I've never bought this for her before, thank you Ha Zichuan, then I'll accept it." She said bluntly.

Sometimes giving is a joy.

And sometimes, proper acceptance is also a kind of happiness.

A slight smile appeared on Mu Zichuan's face, and he said, "As long as my niece likes it, I heard that Chen'er will be home soon, right?"

Yang Ruoqing nodded, and said excitedly, "I've arrived in Changhuai Prefecture. I'm invited by two local classmates in Changhuai Prefecture. I think I will stay in Changhuai Prefecture for a few days before going home."

Mu Zichuan said: "It's the time when young people need to make friends. It's a good thing to hang out with their classmates more."

Yang Ruoqing naturally agrees with this statement.

only--

"What you said is really old-fashioned!" Yang Ruoqing couldn't help teasing.

"What do you call them young people? It's as if you are seven old and 80 years old, not to mention that Chen'er is only nine years old and still a young boy."

"And you are in your prime!" She tried to correct.

Mu Zichuan was taken aback for a moment, then smiled lightly without any excuse.

Yang Ruoqing looked around and said, "Zi Chuan, let's stop talking in the courtyard, I just started sweeping the fallen leaves, or I invite you to sit and talk in the main room!"

But Mu Zichuan shook his head, "No need, I came here to deliver dried prunes and vegetable pancakes to my niece, and I went home after delivery."

"Your uncle, aunt, and the others have all left?" Yang Ruoqing asked.

Mu Zichuan said: "After lunch yesterday, they all went back."

"What about your fiancée, Cousin Cardamom?" Yang Ruoqing asked again.

Mu Zichuan said: "Of course they went back together."

Liu Doukou stalked and wanted to stay, saying that he wanted to be with him, but he refused.

He just wants to be alone now, and he doesn't like having such a noisy person around him, asking him to do anything, even writing a eulogy in memory of his dead mother, he can't be quiet.

"Where are the maids serving you? They should stay here, right? Otherwise, who will take care of your food and daily life?" Yang Ruoqing asked again.

Mu Zichuan said calmly: "The servants and maids sent by my uncle's house have all been sent back, and the two remaining are bought by myself, one servant, one servant, and one For the coachman who drives the carriage, three people are enough to serve him!"

Yang Ruoqing nodded, the maid was in charge of washing and cooking, the servant cleaned the yard and took care of the house.

The coachman is responsible for driving the usual trips, as well as feeding the horses and taking care of the horses.

Including Mu Zichuan, the four of them lived together in the courtyard of Lao Mu's house, so it would not be deserted, and Yang Ruoqing could rest assured.

"Zi Chuan, there is one more thing I want to ask you." On the way to send him to the gate of the front yard, Yang Ruoqing hesitated for a moment before asking.

"Because I'm not the only one asking about this matter, but it also represents my parents, my uncle and many others' concern for you." She added.

Mu Zichuan kept walking, and his eyes were fixed on the front, but the corners of his lips were raised.

"If I'm not mistaken, Qing'er, what you want to ask is about my marriage with Cousin Cardamom, right?" He said straight away.

Then he looked sideways at Yang Ruoqing's slightly flushed face, and said calmly: "Actually, on the second day after my mother was buried, my uncle came to my house alone and talked to me about this in private. .”

(End of this chapter)