Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 5837
If Yang Ruoqing heard Pinger's words through a voice, she would definitely sigh that Pinger deserves to be her handkerchief, and she really understands her.

Indeed, at her level, the last thing she lacked was money.

So any gift that money can buy really can't touch her heart.

And those things made with care, even if it was just a purse, made her even more happy.

For the rest, Huahua distributed Zhou Xiang again, even taking care of the two villagers who were bullied by Gu Zhihua in the field today.

In the afternoon, Ping'er sent the turtle to Luo's house, and told Yang Ruoqing about the previous incident in detail.

Both women laughed.

"This really sounds like a farce, but it's finally over, and I can finally breathe a sigh of relief." Ping'er sighed. For the past six months, she has been anxious about Huahua's affairs, and she seems to have aged several times. age.

Yang Ruoqing nodded, "However, the nature of the Gu family's liking hasn't changed at all. Let's take Xiaoqing and Xiaohong's two maids as examples. They weren't sent by Gu Zhihua at all."

"Ah?" Ping'er was surprised, "Gu Zhihua said it himself at the time, saying that he didn't want Huahua to be upset after seeing it after returning home. Then, who sent him away?"

"It's Cousin Shuhua," Yang Ruoqing said, "She fished in troubled waters, asked someone to sell the two maids, took the money with her, and lied to the Gu family that the two maids stole Qing'an County because of the bad situation. The house deed ran away."

"My God, this woman is so clever!" Ping'er covered her mouth.

"Then what, shouldn't the house deed also belong to Shuhua?" She asked again.

Asked about this, Yang Ruoqing nodded, then shook her head.

"It was there at first, but now, it's in my hands."

Ping'er was stunned, she opened her eyes wide and looked at Yang Ruoqing in disbelief, joy gradually gushed out.

"It's such a trick that the mantis stalks the cicada and the oriole is behind, but Qing'er is the most powerful!"

Yang Ruoqing waved her hand, "Come on, I just don't want to see that cousin fish in troubled waters and play tricks, so I want to tear her down behind her back."

Ping'er nodded: "Huahua's child was killed by her, and now that her plan has failed, I feel relieved."

"However, it can also be seen that the best match for Gu Zhihua is that cousin Shuhua."

Yang Ruoqing also agreed with this, "Yes, they are all liars, lying to each other."

All that needs to be said has been said, and the matter is over, and Ping'er's complexion has improved a bit.

"Qing'er, you can braise this old turtle in soy sauce or stew it in clear water, no matter what, you have to accept it. This is Huahua's wish."

"Since it's Huahua's wish, I'll definitely accept it."

"That's good. I'll go back first. I'll come and talk to you when I'm free."

After sending Ping'er to the gate of the yard, Yang Ruoqing turned back to the house.

The fat cat at home was resting its front paws on the edge of the barrel, twisting its neck to look at the old turtle circling inside.

"Mi, mi, haven't you seen this big guy before? This is the old turtle, also known as the old bastard."

Luo Baobao also squatted next to the barrel, stroking the fat cat's head and explaining softly.

"Old Wu~Old Wu?"

The fat cat yelled, and flicked its tail lightly behind him, as if asking and answering Luo Baobao.

"It's not old Wu, it's old bastard!" She corrected with a suppressed smile.

Yang Ruoqing watched from the side, with smiles in her eyes.

At night, after taking a shower, I feel refreshed all over. The front and rear windows in the bedroom are open, and the night breeze is blowing.

Luo Fengtang sat there and wiped his sword carefully.

Yang Ruoqing sat behind the desk with her legs crossed and sorted out the account books.

The wooden bucket was replaced with fresh water and placed under the window of their house, and the old turtle crawled around in it.

It was put in this room mainly because there is a fat cat full of curiosity at home, who can do anything from heaven to earth. If the old turtle is placed elsewhere, I am afraid that it will be yelled at by it overnight.

Only this house, it dare not set foot in lightly.

The reason is very simple, because it is afraid of Luo Fengtang, the male master.

"Why is the old turtle moving around? Could it be that he's hungry?"

Luo Fengtang put down his sword, got up and walked to the bucket, squatting there to look at it.

Yang Ruoqing kept her eyes on the account page, took the time to laugh and said, "I starved it on purpose."

"Why?" He turned around and asked.

"Let it excrete the food in the stomach and intestines, and it will be ready to cook the soup then!"

"Ah?" He turned around and looked at the old turtle inside, it was really big.

When he looked at it, it also raised its head and looked up, a pair of mung bean-sized bastard eyes...

Luo Fengtang couldn't help laughing.

"This thing... looks quite funny, especially the eyes, no wonder the big guys love to make fun of its eyes." He said.

Yang Ruoqing also smiled: "Its head... is more interesting."

"Really? Let me take a look...it's nothing?"

"Hehe..." Yang Ruoqing just laughed, a little bit badly.

Luo Fengtang went back to the desk, saw her shrugging her shoulders with a smile, and her curiosity was also aroused.

"Qing'er, don't be alone, tell me, what's wrong with its head?" He put his hands on the opposite side of the desk, staring at her with burning eyes.

Yang Ruoqing shook her head: "I won't say anything, I'll have fun on my own."

Even someone as thick-skinned as her is too embarrassed to speak.

Supporting the desk with both arms, Luo Fengtang leaned forward slightly, with a smirk in his eyes, and deliberately lowered his voice to threaten her: "If you don't tell me, tonight...you won't be allowed to sleep!"

Yang Ruoqing raised her head and looked at someone nearby. She couldn't resist this big move.

This waist...is still sore!
"Hero, please let me go, I'll write it for you, okay?"

He nodded and helped her roll out the paper himself.

She picked up the pen and glanced at him, "Turn around first, I'll call you when I finish writing."

"Ah."

He turned around, leaned against the desk, stretched his slender legs, folded his arms in front of him, and waited leisurely...

She bit the tip of the pen, looked at his broad shoulders, smiled wickedly, buried her head and brushed a few strokes on the white paper in front of her, "I've finished writing, you see, I'll go to urge my daughter to sleep first."

Luo Fengtang turned around, she had already run out of the house, leaving the jade curtain shaking.

He picked up the paper on the table and squinted it carefully, his breathing became heavy instantly, and the blood all over his body was also ignited.

Outside the window, there was her chuckle.

"General, curiosity killed the cat, do you understand now?"

Luo Fengtang went straight to the window, his whole body was dry and hot, and there was a dangerous breath in his eyes, "You come back to me..."

"Heck, if you don't come back, I won't go back. I'm going to sleep with my daughter tonight. General, good night!"

The brisk footsteps went away, Luo Fengtang stood by the window, scratching his head and smiling wryly.

He was already an old couple, he could withstand all the temptations outside, but he couldn't resist even a look, a movement, or a word of teasing from her.

This bad woman!
Is he destined to suffer tonight?He has a wife...

(End of this chapter)