Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 4625 Is it gone?

"I think my hall brother is a complete hypocrite." Yang Ruoqing continued angrily.

"In the past, I always thought he was a refined and refined scholar, a nerd, with no strength to restrain a chicken. Now witnessing him beating someone with my own eyes really refreshed my understanding of him."

Luo Fengtang raised the corner of his mouth, and a trace of disdain flashed in his eyes: "It doesn't matter whether he hit someone because he was provoked today, or he has been hiding it before, as a man, it's wrong to do something to a woman!"

Yang Ruoqing nodded in agreement: "It's still beating a pregnant woman, isn't he afraid of one dead body and two lives? Oh, that's wrong, two dead bodies and four lives!"

Luo Fengtang sneered: "Like that kind of selfish person, the first thing in his heart is always only himself."

Yang Ruoqing pondered for a while, then suddenly said: "There is a golden house in the book, and there is Yan Ruyu in the book. He may think that as long as he gets the fame and fame in the exam, he will be prosperous and prosperous, and then he will be surrounded by beautiful families and children, so now the two are compromised. Is it nothing?"

She couldn't help covering her mouth, her eyes were filled with astonishment, "God, if this is the case, he really has a heart like iron, and it will make people feel cold all over!"

Luo Fengtang raised his hand and stroked her soft hair: "Everyone has their own destiny, and everyone has to take responsibility for their own choices. As a bystander, there is nothing we can do. It's better to just wait and see."

Yang Ruoqing nodded repeatedly: "It's been a long time since I went to Lao Yang's house for a banquet, and this banquet has left me with a shadow in my heart! I don't bother to take care of other people's affairs, but sometimes I just stand by I watched coldly from the side, and seeing the bad guys are too arrogant, I couldn't help but want to stand up and say a few words, hey, my meddling problem is really bad! I have to change it!"

Luo Fengtang smiled, with warmth in his eyes.

"If you change it, you won't be you anymore. Just do it according to your own heart, and don't get yourself involved. I'm not afraid of trouble, but I just don't want you to be too tired." He said seriously.

At that point, even if his daughter-in-law pokes a hole in the sky, he will find a way to make it up for her.

Yang Ruoqing giggled, and bumped his arm with her shoulder: "Don't worry, your wife is not stupid. I didn't make the first move in this matter, but let the elder sister-in-law and the third sister-in-law The person involved came to expose it, and I just stood up at the critical moment and found evidence to turn the tide of the battle. How is it? Am I smart, your daughter-in-law?"

Luo Fengtang smiled even more: "My daughter-in-law has always been smart, beauty and wisdom coexist!"

Yang Ruoqing raised the corner of her mouth, this flattery is [-]%!

In front, Luo Baobao's crisp greeting suddenly came: "Hello, Uncle!"

How is uncle?
Could it be that someone from Lao Yang's family came out to burn incense?

Yang Ruoqing and Luo Fengtang paused their conversation and looked forward together, and saw a familiar figure walking across the river.

The man's black hair was lightly pulled, and his eyebrows were picturesque.

The white clothes are better than the snow, the sleeves of the clothes are fluttering, and the gestures of the hands and feet are elegant and romantic, but there is an indescribable coldness and indifference.

I saw that he was also carrying a bamboo basket in his hand, which contained several small bowls, obviously he also came up the mountain to burn incense and worship ancestors.

"Moshang is like a jade, and his son is unparalleled in the world. Zi Chuan really deserves the title of Mr. Ruyu!"

Beside him, Luo Fengtang couldn't help sighing.

Yang Ruoqing turned her head to look at Luo Fengtang, and couldn't help pursing her lips and chuckling: "Tang Yazi, you have changed."

Luo Fengtang withdrew his gaze and glanced at her puzzledly: "What changed?"

Yang Ruoqing said, "You've become bent."

An old man actually praised another man for his good looks in front of his wife. Yang Ruoqing's deep-rooted rotten girl essence began to emerge. In an instant, countless crooked scenes flashed. The protagonists are Luo Fengtang and Mu Zichuan. , and the picture is more beautiful than the other...

Seeing Yang Ruoqing's erratic gaze that seemed to be a smile but not a smile, Luo Fengtang suddenly guessed something.

A handsome face suddenly flushed, and it was still turning black a little bit.

Just as she was about to "reprimand" this girl and reverse her absurd guesses, Mu Zichuan, who had already greeted Luo Blacksmith and Luo Baobao a few words, had already arrived in front of Luo Fengtang and Yang Ruoqing and greeted them .

"Brother Fengtang, Qing'er, what a coincidence." He said.

With Yang Ruoqing's ridicule before, Luo Fengtang has not adjusted from the embarrassment at this moment.

Seeing Mu Zichuan who was smiling slightly in front of him, Luo Fengtang put on a handsome face and said "Yes." Then he stopped talking.

Mu Zichuan didn't care about Luo Fengtang's succinct answer, because Luo Fengtang's personality was like that, iceberg, cold-faced, and everyone in the village knew it.

"It's really a coincidence." Yang Ruoqing took over the conversation with a smile, looked at the basket in Mu Zichuan's hand, and said, "You came earlier than us, so what, you prepared these offerings yourself ?"

There were three bowls in Mu Zichuan's basket, each containing pork belly, rice balls, a few snacks, and a jug of wine.

Mu Zichuan nodded.

Yang Ruoqing said again: "I remember that when Godmother was born, she liked to make pork belly fried rice noodle balls to eat at this time of year."

Mu Zichuan was stunned for a moment, and then a trace of shame appeared on his face.

As a son of man, he naturally remembers his mother's food preferences.

However, he is a man, and he lacks cooking skills after all.

Although the family bought a maid to cook, but today's ancestor worship ingredients, he wants to make it himself.

He can handle roasting pork belly and cooking rice, but it is difficult for him to fry rice noodle balls.

Mu Zichuan laughed at himself, "My cooking skills can't be put on the table. I was worried that my mother would be fine if she didn't eat it, but she would be upset if she ate it, so I didn't prepare. I will learn more when I go back and try to make up for it when I worship ancestors in the twelfth lunar month. let's go!"

At this moment, Luo Fengtang finally adjusted his state, heard the words and said: "Qing'er got up early in the morning and made fried rice noodle balls, and put them on when we burn incense for the godmother."

Hearing this, Mu Zichuan's eyes widened in surprise, and his gaze shifted from Luo Fengtang back to Yang Ruoqing.

"Qing'er..." Thousands of words can't express his gratitude at this moment.

Yang Ruoqing smiled: "Your mother is also my godmother. She was kind to me and my child when she was born. Now it's nothing if I make some rice noodle balls for her."

Mu Zichuan nodded, and still said: "Thank you, you guys have a heart."

Zibuyu speaks strange powers and gods. As a model scholar, Mu Zichuan actually doesn't believe that there are ghosts and gods in this world.

However, since his mother passed away, sometimes when he was sitting alone in the west room reading a book, he suddenly felt that his mother had not left him, but had always been there.

Just like so many years ago, he was studying, she was spinning and weaving in the Westinghouse, and cooking in the stove...

Sometimes when I dream back at midnight, I seem to hear the sound of the weaving shuttle in the west room opposite...

Therefore, he doesn't feel lonely, because his mother is there.He is also devout in this sacrifice, he would rather believe that there are ghosts and gods in this world.

"Qing'er, brother Fengtang, go get busy. I'll go back first, and we'll talk another day when I'm free." Mu Zichuan returned to his thoughts and smiled slightly at the two in front of him.

Luo Fengtang nodded, took Yang Ruoqing's hand and passed him by.

(End of this chapter)