Splendid peasant girl busy farming

4292 - Twice a month

Yang Ruoqing also looked at him who was close by, her eyes filled with tenderness: "Of course I'm happy, everyone helped me celebrate my birthday, and more importantly, I'm so happy that you are still by my side, you see , I used to have no fine lines at the corners of my eyes, but now I smile too much, not only the corners of my eyes, but also the corners of my mouth have fine lines!"

She pointed to her face for him to see.

In fact, there is nothing, her skin is still white, tender and smooth, and it breaks instantly. At the age of 26, it seems that time has specially favored her, like a young age of eighteen or nineteen.

Young, but not green, soft, but fresh and refined.

Beneath the quiet and beautiful appearance, there is a firm and indomitable heart.

Luo Fengtang really buried his head to look at her face carefully, and couldn't help laughing.

"What are you laughing at?" Yang Ruoqing shot him a look.

Could it be that the joke became true, and fine lines appeared?

……

Yang Huazhong and Mrs. Sun watched Mrs. Liu cross Tangba and enter the village together. The couple just turned around and went back to the yard, knocked on the door, and planned to clean up the main room so they should wash their feet and go to bed.

As for Mrs. Liu, when she first entered the village, she was stopped by someone when she passed under the old maple tree at the entrance of the village.

"Fourth Aunt, please stop!" A voice came from behind the old maple tree, and a slender and tall figure appeared in front of Liu Shi.

"Oh, Tan Hua Lang, your sudden yell almost scared me to death!"

Patting her chest, Liu complained to Mu Zichuan who was walking slowly.

Under the light moonlight, Mu Zichuan's smile was tinged with guilt, "I'm sorry for scaring fourth aunt, Zichuan really didn't mean it, I hope fourth aunt will forgive me."

Any era is an era of looking at appearances, and Mu Zichuan's appearance is his advantage.

No, even though Mrs. Liu was complaining, seeing Mu Zichuan's pretty face and this graceful temperament, Mrs. Liu's anger was extinguished.

"Hey, forget it, forget it, who told your fourth aunt to be open-minded, so I don't care about you!" Mrs. Liu waved her hand and said with a smile.

Mu Zichuan also smiled faintly. He looked at Mrs. Liu and asked, "Fourth Aunt, did you sing to Qing'er the birthday song I entrusted you to sing earlier?"

When asked this, Liu puffed up her chest proudly.

"Of course I sang. I didn't write a single word. I stood next to Qing'er and sang to her in front of her. I wished her birthday!" Liu said.

"Everyone in the room praised me, saying that I sing well. It's a pity that I didn't go to play the female role in the theater troupe and provoke the whole troupe with my voice, face, and figure. ..."

"I told them that when I was in my natal family, I also thought about learning to sing opera. At that time, the head of our Liujia Village opera troupe came to the house to pick people out. My dead ghost father was still alive at the time, so he said ..."

Seeing that Mrs. Liu was chattering and not knowing which corners of the world the topic was going to be, Mu Zichuan became a little anxious.

With a light cough, I had no choice but to interrupt Liu Shi: "Fourth aunt, I will listen to your past when I have time. It's getting late now, and I just want to ask you, when you sang those birthday speeches, What was Qinger's reaction?"

"Qing'er?" Liu Shi was startled, "Oh, I was so busy singing, I really didn't pay attention to her reaction."

Mu Zichuan: "..."

Liu Shi suddenly patted his thigh and laughed.

"Oh, I was just kidding you, and you don't think about who you entrusted? It's your fourth aunt. What things in this world can escape my ears? What things can slip out of me Eyes?" Liu said.

"Qing'er, I like this birthday poem very much. I keep praising that this poem is suitable for the occasion and well written."

"Da'an still wrote down this poem there, and said that he would write it down with a pen later..."

Mu Zichuan didn't have the time to listen to the next words, because his mind was full of Yang Ruoqing's compliments, and the occasion...

Naturally, it is suitable for the occasion, because I wrote this birthday poem specially for your birthday.

"I said Zichuan, you are really an infatuated kind. Qing'er is a loving husband and wife, with both sons and daughters. It is impossible to see you in his eyes. Why are you doing this?" Liu finished her words, "occupational disease 'I made a mistake, and started digging Mu Zichuan's gossip instead.

"I think back then when you kissed Qing'er's baby, it was just a verbal joke between your father and her father. Why should you take it seriously? For Qing'er, for a married woman, look at you, put I made it so lonely and deserted. Hey, it's not worth it!" Liu continued, smacking her mouth.

Mu Zichuan came back to his senses, embarrassed.

"Fourth Aunt, you misunderstood me. My obsession with Qing'er has long been let go. Now it's just because of the brother-sister bond and it coincides with her birthday, so I wrote a poem to congratulate her. That's all." He explained road.

Liu looked at Mu Zichuan with crooked eyes, full of doubts.

(End of this chapter)