Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 4204 He is happy, she is happy

"These portraits were all painted a long time ago? The most recent one was also painted before the death of the godmother." Yang Ruoqing speculated and analyzed while reading.

"At that time, he escaped from marriage and went to Changhuai Prefecture. Later, he got back. After he came back, he and Liu Doukou held a serious engagement banquet,"

"I haven't painted since I finished it, so... well, I really let it go, that's great, I'm relieved too, it's easy!" Yang Ruoqing said.

Luo Fengtang also nodded with a smile: "So, you don't need to have any psychological burden, what should you do?"

Yang Ruoqing nodded vigorously, then hugged his neck and leaned against his shoulder.

Thinking of something, she suddenly sat up straight: "By the way, you stole the drawing papers that he hid in the cabinet, what if he finds out later?"

Luo Fengtang raised his eyebrows, "Who says I stole it? I am aboveboard, and I took it myself in front of him!"

"What?" Yang Ruoqing's eyes widened in surprise. It wasn't for his big hands hugging her waist tightly, she almost fell off his lap.

"You said, you took these in front of Zi Chuan? My God, what did you say? What did he say?"

"I was also at Lao Mu's house at the time, why didn't I know anything?"

Facing her barrage of questions, Luo Fengtang couldn't help but laugh.

He raised his hand and scratched her nose, and said: "Of course I took it while you were going to cook medicine in the kitchen. Wouldn't it embarrass you in front of you?"

This is the truth.

Yang Ruoqing nodded repeatedly, "Then what did you say?"

Luo Fengtang said: "I'll just cut to the chase, I said Zi Chuan, thank you for drawing my daughter-in-law, it's very good."

"Since it's a portrait of my daughter-in-law, it's not convenient for you as a painter to keep it, and it's not appropriate for future siblings to see it. It's better for me to take it back and keep it."

Hearing his words, Yang Ruoqing's face became hot.

This guy speaks domineeringly without losing his wisdom, and he saves face for everyone, master!
"What did Zi Chuan say?" she asked.

Luo Fengtang smiled: "What can I say, of course I promised!"

Yang Ruoqing nodded repeatedly. This kind of thing was embarrassing in itself. He stole paintings and hid so many portraits of other people's wives and was caught by others. Apart from drilling the cracks in the bed, he probably had no other thoughts.

"No wonder Zi Chuan didn't look at me when I went into the house to deliver medicine and millet porridge. So there was something like this in the middle, hahaha..."

After thinking about the cause and effect, Yang Ruoqing couldn't help laughing.

She pointed to the drawing paper on the table in front of her, "Then what are you doing with these drawing papers? Do you really want to keep them?"

Luo Fengtang said: "Of course, I not only need to keep it, but I also need someone to frame it later, so that it will not get damp and moldy."

Yang Ruoqing stood up abruptly, "No, no!"

"I don't want to keep any of these drawing papers, and there's no need to keep them!"

After finishing speaking, she grabbed the drawing paper on the table, walked to the stove in three steps and stuffed it into the stove.

"do not……"

Luo Fengtang yelled and chased after him, but it was too late.

What was left to him was the pile of blue flames that were already burning in the stove.

"Get it out!" he said, reaching out to grab the fire stick, but Yang Ruoqing held down his arm.

"Tang Yazi, listen to me!" she said.

Luo Fengtang looked at her with anxiety in his eyes.

"These portraits were drawn by Mu Zichuan. I really don't want to keep them. If you really want to frame the paintings as a souvenir, that's easy to do."

"The day after tomorrow will be the twelfth lunar month instead of the sixth. Didn't we agree to go to the county together and buy some new year's goods? We also have to buy some vegetables and fruits for the first month of the year,"

"At that time, let's go to the Tianqiao in the county seat to ask a painter who specializes in painting people, and ask him to come to our house at a time in the first month."

"At that time, we will make a painting for our whole family, and then make a family portrait and frame it as a souvenir. Our children and grandchildren will be able to see it in the future. What do you think?"

Hearing her proposal, Luo Fengtang's eyes brightened.

"That's a good idea, why didn't I think of it? Hehe, my daughter-in-law has a good brain!" He came up with a compliment.

Yang Ruoqing smiled.

Luo Fengtang looked at the drawing paper in the stove, it was almost burned when they talked just now.

He couldn't help sighing, and said with some regret: "You, you are too impulsive. How can you say that these paintings were drawn by Zi Chuan's painstaking efforts. The paintings are so good, it's a pity to burn them!"

Yang Ruoqing also glanced at the pile of ashes in the stove, and said, "It's a pity, it's not a pity, it depends on who and what happens."

"There are so many good things in this world, but the things that are suitable for us are the most precious. Therefore, in my opinion, it is not a pity to burn them. On the contrary, a stone in my heart has finally landed !"

……

Although Luo Fengtang said that it was a pity that it was burned, but when Yang Ruoqing was really burned, she didn't show any distress.

Luo Fengtang was still very happy in his heart.

For the next whole afternoon, he was busy cleaning the yard, humming a little tune, but it didn't stop.

Several times Yang Ruoqing wanted to help her, but he pushed her away.

"This is the matter of the elders. You go back to the house to kowtow melon seeds and drink tea!" he said.

Yang Ruoqing rolled her eyes: "Cleaning the yard is part of housework. In Changping Village, it's our mother's job!"

Luo Fengtang's hands holding the broom kept moving, and he took the time to grin at Yang Ruoqing: "That's someone else's house, in our house, the rules are different! I'm a big man, I can do whatever I want, sweep the floor if I want, If you want to chop wood, you can chop wood, I am God, hahaha!"

Yang Ruoqing didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "You're an embarrassment, okay, then you can clean it up, I'll go back and show you the rest of the ledger before I talk to you."

"Go, go, daughter-in-law, go!"

Watching her leave, he turned around and continued to work in full swing, humming the little song again...

After walking a few steps, Yang Ruoqing pursed her lips and smiled.

She is very grateful for her actions today.

Love is caring, selfish, possessive.

Love is exclusive.

Although Tang Yazi said she didn't mind, I believed her.

But deep down in his heart, he must be like countless men who have fallen into the vortex of love, longing for him to be the only one in his wife's world.

The other men step aside.

But at the same time, because he loves her, he has been tolerant and forbearing.

In fact, he is very domineering in his heart, he wants to monopolize, and he doesn't want Mu Zichuan to covet anything.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have asked Mu Zichuan directly for the drawing paper back.

So today she burned all the drawing paper in front of him without any hesitation, and at the same time letting the stone in her heart fall to the ground, she also cleared away some negative emotions that had been accumulated in his heart for a long time because of tolerance and forbearance.

That's why he hummed a little tune.

You know, in the past he seldom hummed, but now he is in a really good mood!
He is happy, she is happy!

She will work hard with him to maintain this kind of happiness until the end of her life!

(End of this chapter)