Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 613 Changed style (second update)

Inside the carriage, Yang Ruoqing could not help but listen to the conversation between the two through the curtain.

Even ten Muzichuan were no match for Tangyazi's fist.

But Tang Yazi opened her mouth ten times, but she couldn't speak to Mu Zichuan.

Haha, these two people, one literary and one military, just fit together.

"We went to the county seat to visit a friend of Tang Yazi."

Yang Ruoqing opened the curtain to smooth things over.

Mu Zichuan let out an "oh" and stopped dwelling on this topic.

He put the rain gear in his hand on the carriage, and looked at Luo Fengtang with a smile.

"Tang Yazi, we are brother-in-law, you and Qing'er have to call me brother-in-law."

"Your brother-in-law, my legs are a little sore from walking."

"As a brother-in-law, you don't mind taking me for a ride?"

he asked with a smile.

Luo Fengtang was startled.

Yang Ruoqing was also a little startled.

Didn't Mu Zichuan look so noble in the past?

Why did you change your style now?

What you said is reasonable.

If Tang Yazi refuses, it will appear impersonal, and it will also show from the side that he doesn't care about her.

Seeing Luo Fengtang fell into a dilemma, Yang Ruoqing coughed lightly.

"Then brother-in-law, you can come up." She said.

Seeing her open her mouth, Luo Fengtang couldn't say anything more.

He gave Mu Zichuan a warning look.

"Qing'er has already spoken, so you can come up."

he said.

"But I've said my ugly words before, so be honest when you take the ride, if you dare to play tricks, I will throw you out immediately!"

Luo Fengtang said again.

But Mu Zichuan smiled innocently: "Brother-in-law, don't judge the belly of a gentleman with the heart of a villain."

Luo Fengtang twitched the corner of his mouth.

Gentleman?

Would a gentleman pry a corner in front of someone else's fiance?

Here, Mu Zichuan was about to get into the carriage, but was grabbed by Luo Fengtang.

"Where are you going? Your position is here!"

He pointed to the place next to him.

Want to sit with Qing'er?no way!

Mu Zichuan turned his head to look at the empty seat next to Luo Fengtang, and froze for a moment.

"No way, brother-in-law? This is where you drive the car, and I sit in the carriage of course!"

"If you don't sit down, get out!"

Luo Fengtang got angry and grabbed Mu Zichuan's rain gear as if to throw it down.

"Follow the situation, okay, I'll sit!"

Mu Zichuan retreated resentfully, and sat side by side with Luo Fengtang.

He still couldn't help but glanced at the curtain behind him.

Luo Fengtang patted the car board hard.

"Sit still, look around, if you fall later, no wonder I didn't remind you!"

Mu Zichuan quickly withdrew his gaze, sat down properly and did not dare to move.

In the back compartment, Yang Ruoqing also leaned back, hugging the quilt and squinting her eyes to rest.

Originally, I wanted to hear the exchange between the two in front.

It's a pity that half a sentence of communication was lost.

After a while, Mu Zichuan couldn't help turning his head to strike up a conversation with Yang Ruoqing who was in the carriage behind.

"Qing'er, you guys came over early this morning, have you had breakfast yet?"

"Ate!"

Luo Fengtang rushed to answer.

Mu Zichuan glanced at Luo Fengtang, and a trace of disdain flashed in his eyes.

I didn't ask you again!

He took the bookcase behind him to his front, rummaged through it, and finally found an oiled paper bag.

Opened the layers, took out a white flour steamed bun and handed it to the carriage behind him.

"I have a steamed bun here, it's still hot, Qing'er, you eat it..." Mu Zichuan said.

Yang Ruoqing opened her eyes, and hurriedly said: "I can't eat it, you can eat it yourself, thank you."

"It's just a steamed bun, a few bites, you can eat it, even if you are bored on the road..."

Mu Zichuan persuaded again.

Yang Ruoqing said again: "I really don't need it, I don't have that much appetite..."

Mu Zichuan wanted to persuade him again, but suddenly, his fingers were empty.

Luo Fengtang's voice came from next to his ear: "You don't eat, I will eat, I'm hungry!"

Mu Zichuan came back to his senses, and when he looked again, Luo Fengtang had half bitten off the steamed bun.

Mu Zichuan was so angry that he fell backwards, and the veins on his forehead were slightly protruding.

Luo Fengtang chewed heavily, his cheeks bulging.

I still didn't forget to glance at Mu Zichuan sideways, and said with a smile: "Don't mention it, this steamed bun tastes good, is there any more?"

His gaze turned to the bamboo tube.

Mu Zichuan's heart tightened, and he quickly hugged the bamboo tube to protect it: "It's gone, the last one..."

Luo Fengtang snorted: "Nine out of ten scholars are bitter, so nervous to eat your steamed bun, so stingy..."

Mu Zichuan was also so angry that his handsome face turned slightly pale.

A white flour steamed bun costs a penny each, and he bought it only after saving money!

I wanted to please Qing'er, but fell into your stomach, how annoying!

Taking a deep breath, Mu Zichuan suppressed the anger in his heart, and turned around to chat with Yang Ruoqing in the carriage.

"Qing'er, Da'an and Dajie have been educated, right?"

"Ah."

"Are they all studying in the school in Lijia Village?"

"Correct."

"The masters in Lijia Village are not bad, they are strict with themselves, they are also strict with students, and they are very patient in precepts and deeds..."

"Oh……"

"The last time I went to Qingming, I planned to visit the grave at home, but I was delayed for a few days due to a minor illness."

"what?"

"So this time, I specially asked my husband to take a leave of absence and come back to the village to stay for a few days."

"Oh……"

"These few days, I have free time. If there is something Da'an Dajie doesn't understand in his studies, you can ask them to come to me."

"Although I'm not talented, I'm still capable of pointing out the maze for their younger brothers who have just started school... ah!"

Mu Zichuan didn't finish what he said afterwards.

The body suddenly leaned back.

It turned out that someone raised the whip.

"Drive! Drive! Drive!"

The bay red horse spread its hooves, and rushed towards Changping Village in front like a gust of wind.

The carriage accelerated violently, bringing about a violent turmoil.

In the carriage, Yang Ruoqing supported the seat, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.

Someone is getting angry!

It was fine for her to sit in the carriage, Mu Zichuan suffered a lot.

In front, Mu Zichuan was almost thrown out, but luckily Luo Fengtang pulled him at the critical moment.

He stuck to the car board and looked up.

Just happened to see Luo Fengtang looking down from the side under the sun.

"Why do you talk so much in a carriage? I have to let go, you sit tight!"

Luo Fengtang joked.

Mu Zichuan's face turned red with anger.

Any fool could see that Tang Yazi did it on purpose.

Mu Zichuan gritted his teeth and struggled to sit still.

He no longer cared about talking, and grabbed the armrest beside him tightly with both hands.

A heart jumped into my throat.

Growing up so big, it was the first time to ride such a fast carriage.

The wind blew past his ears.

There was a burst of ups and downs in my stomach.

He really wanted to go down and didn't sit down.

For the sake of face, he gritted his teeth and held on, but his face became paler and uglier.

The carriage was almost at Changping Village, and further ahead was the construction site of Yang Ruoqing's family.

You can see the busy figures of craftsmen.

"Call..."

Luo Fengtang calmed down the excited horse, and the carriage gradually stabilized from galloping.

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