Splendid peasant girl busy farming

4224--Andrew

There was an appropriate knock on the door, followed by Chen'er's voice: "Father, mother, have you rested yet?"

"No!" Yang Ruoqing hurriedly responded to the outside, and already took two steps to open the door.

I don't want my son to wait a second longer in the cold wind...

After walking two steps and thinking of something, she suddenly stopped and turned to look at Luo Fengtang.

At this time, Luo Fengtang had already put down his hands and sat up straight: "I'm fine, open the door, don't let my son freeze!"

Yang Ruoqing made a 'hmm' sound, opened the curtain and walked out quickly and opened the door.

"Chen'er, why are you here so late?" Yang Ruoqing asked, then pulled him into the room.

Chen'er said: "I think father and mother have mentioned about the letter from Grandpa Donghai."

Yang Ruoqing nodded: "Your father mentioned this to me, saying that your grandfather Donghai is sick and wants to see you."

"Come on, son, come and talk in the dormitory, it's warm there!"

Yang Ruoqing dragged Chen'er into the dormitory, at this moment, Luo Fengtang had already cleaned up her emotions, and sat there drinking tea with a positive expression as usual.

Seeing Chen'er coming in to greet him, Luo Fengtang nodded, "Come, hold the tea bowl to warm your hands."

He pushed another bowl of tea that he had brewed to Chen'er, and Chen'er thanked him, and sat down holding the tea bowl to warm his hands.

Yang Ruoqing sat in the middle, looking at Chen'er with concern: "When do you plan to go back to Donghai to visit your grandfather?"

Chen'er said: "The son came here to discuss with his father and mother precisely for this matter."

Yang Ruoqing thought for a while, and said: "Since your grandfather has sent you letters, he must also be looking forward to seeing you soon. We understand how the old man feels."

"It's just that tomorrow is the Chinese New Year. You have been studying in the capital all year round and finally came home. Your grandpa, grandma, grandma, and your grandpa and grandma are all looking forward to having a reunion dinner with you."

"Chen'er, after tomorrow's New Year's Eve, mother will not stop you from going to the East China Sea at any time during the first month. Will it work?"

Seeing Yang Ruoqing's expectant and nervous look, Chen'er was greatly moved, but more guilty.

He put down the tea bowl in his hand, stood up and straightened his robe, then knelt down towards Yang Ruoqing and Luo Fengtang.

"Son, what are you doing? Get up, get up!" Yang Ruoqing hurriedly leaned over to pull.

But he found that his body was as stable as a rock, and she couldn't pull Qiao Jing'er up without using it.

Apparently, Chen'er also used his skills secretly, and was determined to kneel.

"Chen'er, thank you parents for your understanding and support!" he said with a clank.

"Thousands of words can't express my son's gratitude, please father and mother be respected by my son!"

After finishing speaking, he propped his hands on the ground and kowtowed to Yang Ruoqing and Luo Fengtang.

Yang Ruoqing still felt distressed, and wanted to pull him up, but was stopped by Luo Fengtang.

Yang Ruoqing had no choice but to stand where she was, and received three kowtows from Chen'er firmly.

After sending Chen'er away, Yang Ruoqing began to rummage through boxes and boxes to pack things.

"Qing'er, why don't you sleep? What are you going to do this late at night?" Luo Fengtang asked in surprise.

Yang Ruoqing said: "Chen'er has already decided to leave for Donghai on the first day of the first lunar month. I want to find some gifts for him to bring to his grandfather."

When Luo Fengtang heard this, his complexion turned ugly again.

He strode up to Yang Ruoqing, grabbed her hand and dragged her towards the bed.

"Don't clean up, go to sleep!"

Such a domineering tone and great strength made Yang Ruoqing's wrist hurt.

"What's the matter? After all, he is also your own father! It is our kindness to bring him some gifts." Yang Ruoqing said.

Luo Fengtang said: "Father? I don't have a father. My father abandoned my mother and me. In my heart, he died a long time ago!"

"Uh..." Yang Ruoqing's head was covered with black lines.

Luo Fengtang continued: "Even if I have his blood flowing on my body, I will not recognize him, Qing'er, have you forgotten Xiaohua and Xu Dakui?"

"Many fathers in this world are dogs and beasts, and my father is no exception! I am a child of the old Luo family, and my father is the second son of Luo, who is lying in the Luo family's ancestral grave in the back mountain!"

Yang Ruoqing hesitated to speak.

At this moment Luo Fengtang is in a state of rage, no matter what she says or persuades, he will definitely not listen.

He said that he didn't recognize Dong Hai, but she understood him. In fact, deep down in his heart, he resented his biological father because he was too eager for the love of his biological parents.

He felt sorry for what happened to her mother's first half of her body, felt sorry for her mother's loneliness in the second half of her life, and coupled with the childhood that his father owed him, his resentment was so deep.

The resentment that breeds because of desire but not having it.

As thick as love is, so is hatred, and the two complement each other.

Luo Fengtang opened his mouth, wanting to say something else, but suddenly he stopped, let go of Yang Ruoqing's wrist, turned around and rushed towards the door like a gust of wind.

He opened the door and rushed into the night outside.

Yang Ruoqing was stunned for a moment, thinking that Luo Fengtang was so angry that he planned to rush out to calm down, but at this moment, his startled voice came from outside: "Mother? Why are you? What are you doing hiding here?"

Is the mother-in-law here?

Yang Ruoqing was surprised, and immediately came outside the house.

Sure enough, seeing the mother and son standing in the yard, Luo Fengtang firmly held Tuobaxian's wrist with one hand, staring at Tuobaxian in surprise.

As for Tuoba Xian, she seemed a little flustered and embarrassed.

It is estimated that the wrist is also a little painful from being held, so that I can't stand up straight.

"What are you doing? You pinched my mother so badly, let go, and help my mother into the room to talk!"

Yang Ruoqing hurried over, patted Luo Fengtang, and glared at him.

Luo Fengtang stared in a daze, but was pushed away by Yang Ruoqing, and then Yang Ruoqing helped Tuobaxian who was shivering with cold into the room.

"Mother, come on, hold this hand to warm your hands." Yang Ruoqing hurriedly stuffed her rabbit fur hand warmer into Tuobaxian's hands.

Then he made a bowl of brown sugar water for Tuobaxian, and put two red dates in it.

Luo Fengtang also followed in, and Yang Ruoqing hurriedly told him: "Hurry up, bring the footbath for drying your feet, and keep our mother warm."

Luo Fengtang took a look at Tuoba Xian's black lips, and quickly turned around and went to the next room to fetch the basin.

There were originally two pairs of small shoes in the foot basin, which belonged to Chen'er and the baby.I will bake the shoes for the children later, and let the mother warm up first.

In the room, Tuobaxian's body finally warmed up a bit. After drinking a few mouthfuls of brown sugar water, her complexion gradually returned to rosy.

"Mom, you don't sleep at night, what is the cat doing sneaking under our window?"

Luo Fengtang couldn't bear it anymore, and asked again.

Tuobaxian was embarrassed, and she didn't dare to look directly at Luo Fengtang.

Seeing this, Luo Fengtang became a little anxious.

"Mother, are you talking? How can your majestic Da Liao princess hide under the window of her son's wife and listen to the wall like this country woman?" Luo Fengtang asked again.

These words directly made Tuobaxian red with embarrassment, wishing to get under the table.

(End of this chapter)