Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 4796 Bewitched, Bewitched
Yang Ruoqing didn't go, she just stood at the door of the house, with Lao Yangtou, Yang Huazhong and the others.

There was more and more commotion here, Zhao Liu'er, Jin's family, and even Yang Huamei rushed over here, and they were all waiting outside for news.

Yang Huamei looked around in the crowd and asked in surprise, "Why don't you see my mother? Is she in the delivery room?"

Yang Ruoqing twitched the corners of her mouth, "My grandma has been guarding for a long time, and she is tired. I sent her back to the east room to rest. I will give her the good news when she gives birth!"

Yang Huamei didn't ask any more questions, and stood there waiting for news.

The commotion in the delivery room intensified, and the sound was really heart-piercing when heard outside, making one's scalp numb.

"It stands to reason that this medicine won't cause any problems, right? I think Yongxian's daughter-in-law rarely gets sick on weekdays, can she handle it?" Old Yang asked Yang Huazhong in a low voice.

Yang Huazhong said: "Mother and child will be safe."

Old Yang also nodded: "Well, Dafang looks like this now, and now I hope that Yongxian's daughter-in-law will be able to win the battle and give birth to a great-grandson for our old Yang family!"

Why does Yang Huazhong feel a little uncomfortable with these words?
And the same is not tasteful, and there is Zhao Liu'er on the side.

Yang Ruoqing didn't like it either, so she directly expressed this displeasure: "I don't like to hear your words, isn't it the great-grandson of the old Yang family who co-authored Hong'er and Feng'er?"

Seeing Yang Ruoqing's sarcastic face, and the subtle eyes of Yang Huazhong and Zhao Liu'er, the old man instantly realized that he had said something wrong.

He grinned in embarrassment, and said: "Didn't I make a mistake in a moment of impatience? Both Hong'er and Feng'er are the great-grandsons of our old Yang family, and Hong'er is still the great-eldest grandson! Qing girl, don't pick me There is a thorn in my words!"

Yang Ruoqing twitched the corners of her mouth, she really didn't want to argue with this old man, it was very boring.

But I pretended not to hear it, and felt suffocated, hey!

After a thrilling childbirth, at sunset, the baby's cry finally sounded in the delivery room.

Outside the delivery room, Lao Yang suddenly became excited, "Hearing this voice, I was crying very loudly, it's probably a son!"

"My daughter is also possible. When my baby Luo was born, she cried louder than Chen'er!" Yang Ruoqing said intentionally.

Old Yang frowned again.

"Miss Qing, don't say bad things, your elder brother is short of a son." The old man said.

Yang Ruoqing rolled her eyes: "What is unlucky? Having children is your own baby, if everyone in this world only has sons but not daughters, then who will give birth to these bachelors, big and small? Is it bad luck for a girl? I think a girl is a considerate little padded jacket, anyway, our old Luo family is very rare about girls!"

Yang Huazhong said with a low face: "Your mother and I are also very rare about daughters. You were a fool when you were born, and we were reluctant to throw them away. Look, when you grow up, one daughter can equal ten sons!"

Yang Ruoqing smiled cutely at Yang Huazhong, and the warm eye contact between father and daughter made Old Yang even more upset.

But now is not the time to worry about these things, the most important thing is whether the child inside is a boy or a girl!

Old Yang couldn't bear it any longer and went to knock on the door to ask, when the door of the delivery room opened, Mrs. Sun poked her head out and announced the good news with a smile on her face: "He was born, a son!"

"What? Son?" Old Yang couldn't believe it.

Sun nodded.

Lao Yang clapped his head and clapped his palms, his black face, which had been tensed for a day, suddenly rose from the clouds, and his smile was as bright as a chrysanthemum.

"That's great, that's great, the great-grandson of our old Yang's family is finally born, hahaha, our old Yang's family is hopeful, and Yongxian is about to change his luck..."

People around were speechless.

Yang Ruoqing was so happy that she just pretended to be Old Yang, so she farted wildly.

"Mother, how is sister-in-law?" She stepped forward and asked.

Sun said: "The situation is fine, there should be no serious problems."

Yang Ruoqing nodded and breathed a sigh of relief: "That's good, you take good care of her, I should go back too."

Originally, Yang Ruoqing planned to invite Uncle Fu to come over in case of failure, but now that Liao Meiying had successfully given birth to an heir, this incident was avoided, and she didn't want to rush to get involved in other matters.

Back home, Yang Ruoqing received a letter from the capital, which was sent by Chen'er.

In addition to the route to Qiye Island in the East China Sea, it is more about another thing.

"Swallow Lake training water army to suppress bandits?"

Yang Ruoqing took a look, she was slightly surprised, she knew that Chen'er was not reconciled, but she didn't expect him to be so anxious.

Fighting father and son soldiers, this matter, she can't ignore it, Chen'er is still too young, and now the world is in chaos, it is so difficult to do well.

This Qi Xingyun really knows how to find trouble.

I feel a little bit of complaints about Qi Huang in my heart.

Qi Xingyun gave Luo Xingchen great power, but the real purpose was not to let him go out to help him. If he wanted to unify the world again, he would definitely seize every opportunity.

He has always been so unscrupulous, but fortunately, the current Qi Xingyun will not take the initiative to offend him.

Yang Ruoqing thought about it, and decided to go to the capital, meet Qi Xingyun, and ask for some benefits.

If you want the horse to run, you have to feed the horse to eat grass.

Who is willing to help him if he doesn't give enough benefits!

……

After arranging the follow-up matters, Yang Ruoqing was ready to set off on another day.

A few days later, Cao Bamei stumbled over in a panic, still shouting: "It's not good, it's not good..."

"What's the matter, speak slowly."

Yang Ruoqing thumped in her heart, but she still maintained a steady and calm appearance. Over the years, her demeanor has become more and more unpredictable. In the eyes of people in her hometown, her status is no longer the same as it was back then.

"Yongxian...Yongxian, he's gone crazy...he's going to smash his head against the mirror." Bamei Cao stammered a little, obviously frightened.

Yang Ruoqing had no choice but to follow her to have a look.

As soon as he arrived in the main room, he saw Yang Yongxian's forehead was bloody and bloody, staring straight at the broken mirror, making an indistinct roar from his mouth, and his eyes were blood red.

"My grandson, why is life so hard?"

Tan patted the table, weeping and wiping away tears, but unfortunately she couldn't squeeze out a few drops from her blind eyes.

Old Yang, Yang Huazhong supported Yang Yongxian's arms to prevent him from hitting him.

"Bewitched, bewitched, offended the ancestors."

"Could it be that the fox is possessed and causing trouble."

"..."

Yang Ruoqing curled her lips secretly, wanting to laugh.

What kind of fox demon, what kind of evil spirit, it is obviously "depression."

Of course, it is impossible to know what "depression" is in this era.

"Come on, Qing'er, and knock your Brother Yongxian down."

The veins on Yang Huazhong's neck burst out, seeing Yang Ruoqing arriving, he said in a hurry.

Yang Ruoqing didn't want to care about this at first, but since Yang Huazhong was impatient, she had no choice but to step forward, stretched out her hand and tapped the temple of Yang Yongxian's neck twice, hitting the sleeping acupoint.

Yang Yongxian's body slumped limply, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

(End of this chapter)