Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 4226 The feeling of heartbeat

"Since the father-in-law has that kind of temperament, then you can take the initiative. In the matter of the couple, whoever takes the initiative first is not a loser. Look at us, this son, daughter-in-law, grandchildren, Cheng Huan, waiting for your old man The two resolved their misunderstanding, and the family reunited!"

Yang Ruoqing's words directly made Tuoba Xian burst into tears.

She took her hand out of the hand warmer and held Yang Ruoqing's hand tightly.

"Qing'er, every word of yours has reached my heart. To be honest, although I blame him, I have complained for more than 20 years,"

"However, I'm not afraid to say something disrespectful to the old man. In my heart, I still can't let him go!"

"Especially this time, when I heard that Dong Hai had sent a letter, I panicked, really..."

"I'm so worried that something happened to him, so that I don't even have anyone who hates me in this world. I hope he lives and lives well..."

Yang Ruoqing sent Tuobaxian back to the front yard, and when she returned to the backyard, she met him face to face in the porch of the backyard.

Yang Ruoqing was surprised: "Why did you come out?"

Luo Fengtang muffled: "Come and pick you up."

"In our own home, there is no need to pick up the ones in the front yard and backyard!" Yang Ruoqing said.

Luo Fengtang said: "I'm used to it, I'm not used to it if I don't take it."

He came over, took her hand and walked directly to the backyard.

Yang Ruoqing originally wanted to put on a cold face with him, but his words warmed her heart.

So I didn't pull my hand back and let him lead them to the backyard together.

Although a red lantern was hung some distance down the corridor, the light was still a bit dim.

His face also flickered under the dim light.

She secretly observed his expression along the way, guessing his mood and what he was thinking at the moment.Suddenly, he stopped.

He turned sideways, tightened her cloak, put the white fox fur hood on her head, and continued walking.

"Why don't you talk? Are you still angry?" Yang Ruoqing asked as she walked, with a hint of ridicule in her voice.

Luo Fengtang smiled wryly, "After you sent your mother away, I pondered for a while in the room alone, and then I came out to blow the cold wind for a while, and I figured it out."

"Oh? Then what do you understand?" Yang Ruoqing asked curiously.

Luo Fengtang said: "You are right, this is the entanglement of the previous generation, one is willing to fight and the other is willing to suffer, as long as the mother has no regrets for the rest of her life, live thoroughly and understand, I don't need to interfere too much as a son .”

Yang Ruoqing snapped her fingers and said, "That's right, if you could think like this earlier, it would be great!"

Luo Fengtang squeezed out a smile, "My mother wants to write a letter for Chen'er to take to the East China Sea. I don't agree with this, but I don't object anymore. Let her do whatever she wants."

"Originally, I thought that as long as I was filial enough, I would be able to make up for the lack of my mother with the happiness of Cheng Huan's knees, but now I find that there are some things that cannot be replaced."

Yang Ruoqing snapped her fingers again: "For example, love, such as family affection, there are some things that we cannot replace."

Luo Fengtang nodded, stretched out his arms and took her into his arms, as if walking with her in his arms.

At night, after Chen'er returned to her room, she didn't go to bed immediately, but brewed a cup of refreshing tea, sat in front of the desk, and spread out the drawing paper.

Yes, he was going to paint.

After a long talk with his parents tonight, his mother suggested that he draw two pictures.

Draw a portrait of the grandfather in Donghai and give it to grandmother Tuobaxian.

Draw another portrait of my grandmother Tuobaxian today, and take it back to the East China Sea to hand over to my grandfather.

So Chen'er drank tea at this moment to make his mind clearer, and then he outlined the grandparents' voices and smiles, every outline, detail, and even the micro-expression when smiling bit by bit under the tip of his pen. ...

When the two paintings were all finished, the rooster crowed for the first time from the backyard.

Chen'er pressed the drawing papers with an inkstone, put them on the desk to let them air dry, then stretched his arms, went to the bathroom to wash his face, scalded his feet with hot water, and then lay down on the bed.

At this time, the days are short and the nights are long, and when it is dawn, I should be able to sleep for two hours.

Sleep well, and tomorrow morning, I will go to the Sleeping Niu Mountain behind the village with my father and grandfather to worship the ancestors and burn incense...

When she woke up, Yang Ruoqing heard the intermittent sound of firecrackers coming from the mountain behind the village.

She stretched and got up, just as Luo Fengtang came out of the bathroom, looking at his bunt outfit, it was obvious that he had just returned from sword practice.

"Why are there firecrackers in Houshan right now?" Yang Ruoqing asked in bewilderment.

Luo Fengtang said: "Some people hurry up early and go to the mountains to worship their ancestors before breakfast."

Yang Ruoqing was surprised, "It's so early, aren't you afraid of the cold? Besides, I went to burn incense in the morning, so what are you going to do in the morning?"

Luo Fengtang nodded, and while helping Yang Ruoqing prepare warm water for washing, he said: "This Chinese New Year is just an atmosphere to celebrate. What you enjoy is the atmosphere of a family, or a clan of people going to burn incense and worship their ancestors."

"If you rush to finish it like an errand, it loses its flavor. Right?"

Yang Ruoqing gave a thumbs up: "The review is in place, that's exactly it!"

"Water and toothpaste are ready, Qing'er, brush your teeth quickly, and let's go to the mountain to burn incense after dinner," he said.

Yang Ruoqing nodded happily.

While brushing her teeth, Luo Fengtang went to the front of the closet to find a set of his own clothes, went into the bathroom, and stood behind her to change without shy away from anything.

This perfect figure, pectoral and abdominal muscles, and tight but strong waist, were all exposed in the bronze mirror, and all of them fell into Yang Ruoqing's eyes.

Her little heart thumped and her cheeks felt hot for a while.

Especially when he was changing his pants, Yang Ruoqing was even more flustered by those slender legs and something that was bigger than the average man's size.

"Qing'er, how is my figure? Can I still catch your eyes?"

Behind him, suddenly came his teasing voice.

She was startled, turned around with a toothbrush in her mouth, and saw that he was wearing a white robe loosely on his shoulders, and his chest was loosely loose, revealing a piece of wheat-colored skin.

He tilted his head and looked at her with a playful look, his handsome and three-dimensional facial features were so beautiful that it was suffocating.

This cool and naughty look made Yang Ruoqing subconsciously raise her hand to cover her chest.

Oops, to be teased unexpectedly, this is a heart-pounding feeling!
"What's wrong with you, Qing'er? Is your chest uncomfortable?"

Seeing her mouth full of foam, holding a toothbrush in her mouth and covering her chest with her hand, Luo Fengtang panicked a little, stepped over with her slender legs, and supported her.

"Qing'er?" He bent down and looked at her with nervous eyes.

(End of this chapter)