Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 5804 The Prodigal Son Turns Back
"Brother Zhou Sheng, Ping'er, what are you..."

Ping'er didn't talk to Yang Ruoqing, but just looked at Huahua sideways: "Huahua, tell me."

Huahua kept holding Pinger's arm, lowered her head, raised her head when she heard Pinger's words, and looked straight at Yang Ruoqing in front of her.

Then she took a few steps forward and knelt down to Yang Ruoqing with a plop.

Yang Ruoqing raised her eyebrows: "Huahua, what are you doing?"

Hua Hua knelt there with her waist straight: "Sister Qing'er, I have been obsessed with ghosts in the past six months, and I have done many wrong things, causing everyone to worry, and even breaking the hearts of Aunt Ping'er and Uncle Zhou Sheng."

"I'm an unfilial person. Fortunately, what you said last night, Sister Qing'er, woke me up, and it was you who dragged me back from the gate of hell. I came here today to thank you for saving my life. Please accept my three noises." !"

"Bang bang bang!"

The floor of the Luo family is paved with bluestone slabs, which is extremely hard.

Huahua's kowtow was unambiguous at all, and when the kowtow was over, her forehead was red.

"Okay, I've accepted your gift, so hurry up and talk!"

Pinger came over and helped Huahua up.

Zhou Sheng brought the twisted duck in his hand to Yang Ruoqing: "This duck is a little bit of our heart, don't dislike it."

Yang Ruoqing knew that all the old hens in their family had been eaten up by Huahua who came back to sit on the confinement, and now there are only a few ducks left.

Originally, I couldn't bear to accept it, but it was a life-saving kindness, so Yang Ruoqing accepted it, "Ducks are very heavy, and they are also good things. We like them very much. Come on, big guys, come in and sit down."

Blacksmith Luo and Wang Cuilian also heard about what happened last night from Yang Ruoqing. Blacksmith Luo casually exchanged a few words with Zhou Sheng before going out to work.

Wang Cuilian made tea for the big guys, and found an excuse to pack up the dishes and go to the kitchen in the backyard, so as to leave the talking space in the main room to the younger generation.

"Brother Zhou Sheng, drink tea."

At the nearby coffee table, Luo Fengtang was greeting Zhou Sheng.

Zhou Sheng nodded and picked up the tea bowl.

At the table, Ping'er glanced at Huahua beside her, with distressed eyes.

She resisted the distress, turned her head and said to Yang Ruoqing: "Qing'er, Huahua promised me last night that from now on, she will live a stable life. First, she will help her mother's family for a few years, and we will talk about the future."

Huahua nodded lightly, and said, "I want to take half of the jewelry box my mother left me and give it to my younger sister as a dowry for her in the future..."

"Huahua, what are you talking about?" Ping'er asked in surprise, she took Huahua's hand and looked at her: "You asked me and your Uncle Zhou Sheng to accompany you, didn't you say that you wanted to kowtow to your sister Qing'er to thank you? Why are you talking about jewelry? Your little sister doesn't need you to share with her..."

Next to him, Zhou Sheng also looked anxious, and hurriedly said: "That's right, that's what your mother left for you, you should keep it for yourself! Your little sister will naturally have me and your auntie Ping'er worrying about it!"

Yang Ruoqing also smiled and said: "Your little sister will soon be my goddaughter, and our godfathers and mothers won't stand by and watch her affairs. All of us have seen your intentions."

Do girl?
Huahua was stunned for a moment, "Sister Qing'er, I am your distant cousin, but my younger sister is your goddaughter. This seniority, hehe, is a bit messy!"

Yang Ruoqing also laughed, "You call me Aunt Ping'er and my sister, and Ping'er and I are on equal footing. Our generations have already been messed up, it's not unusual."

Everyone laughed.

After laughing, Ping'er held Huahua's hand again and told her solemnly: "Huahua, that poem was left to you by your mother, keep it for yourself, be obedient!"

Huahua patted the back of Ping'er's hand lightly: "I've made up my mind, no matter who I am, I won't have the face to stay in my mother's house."

"Besides, Gu Zhihua gave me a silver ticket of 30 taels in order to get me to sign the Heli letter."

Huahua took out the banknote and put it on the table.

"This silver ticket, I originally wanted to pretend to be strong and tore it on his face, but I changed my mind now. Even if I really tore it on his face, I might not win a good reputation for being strong. Instead of doing that, I might as well take it out and buy some land for the family, so that in the future, when Bingbing promises to marry, we will have more bargaining chips, Sister Qinger, what do you think?"

Yang Ruoqing nodded, "You should take this silver ticket. If we change the dynasty, our women's status will be higher. If you reconcile, the woman can take half of the family property. So you should take the 30 taels of silver. Take it, treat it as Gu Zhihua's loss of youth for you."

The term youth loss fee is new to them, but everyone can guess what it means when it is used on this occasion.

Luo Fengtang just looked at Yang Ruoqing with a smile. In this era, patriarchy prevails, and women's status is far inferior to that of men.

For Qinger, a modern woman, it must have been an unbearable time, right?
He will definitely treat her well, love her, respect her, no matter what the outside environment is, in their small home, husband and wife are equal, even, he is willing to be a strict wife.

"Huahua, our family now has about ten acres of land. The family has enough food, clothing and chewing. Please keep the bank notes. How can we have the heart to use your bank notes to buy fields? Isn't that like selling a girl? ,useless!"

Ping'er shook her head and waved her hands, showing resistance to the banknotes on the table.

Huahua didn't try to persuade her, but just pushed the banknote towards Yang Ruoqing, "Sister Qing'er, you have more contacts than us, so I put this banknote here, if you find a suitable land later, help us buy it!"

Yang Ruoqing pushed the bank note back, "Since you said this, I will naturally help you to pay attention to the suitable fields. You should keep the bank note first, and it will not be too late to trade when you turn around."

Ping'er wanted to say something more, but Yang Ruoqing said: "Don't refuse so hard, it's rare that Huahua wants to do something for the family, it's not good for you to just block it, let her do it!"

Ping'er hesitated to speak, and could only sigh.

The Dragon Boat Festival is coming soon, and the weather is getting hotter. Everyone is wearing single clothes, but Huahua is wearing clothes with a high collar turned up.

Yang Ruoqing guessed that she should have covered the strangle marks on her neck, but what about the broken wounds at the corners of her mouth and the scar that just fell off on the brow bone?

Seeing Yang Ruoqing staring at the corners of her mouth and brows, Huahua subconsciously raised her hands to cover them, and buried her head in drinking tea.

"Huahua, how did you get the crack on your mouth?" Yang Ruoqing still asked.

Huahua was stunned for a moment, then quickly shook her head, "It's okay, the sky is dry and everything is dry."

Ping'er was surprised: "I wanted to ask yesterday, but I haven't found a chance. Even if the weather is dry, it's not such a dry method."

"Aunt Ping'er, the weather is really dry..."

"The corner of your mouth is not dry, but it looks like it was forced open by something." Yang Ruoqing leaned over, stared at the corner of Huahua's mouth, and said suddenly.

Huahua was stunned for a moment, her eyes suddenly became flustered.

(End of this chapter)