Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 6603 Vixen

"Huh? Someone already mentioned the matter of abortion?" Yang Ruoqing twitched her lips, "Actually, I wanted to mention it earlier."

But considering that it is a life after all, and I am not from the old Wang family, even if I mention it, there is no need to say it out of my mouth, so I refrained from saying it.

Yang Huazhong glanced at Yang Ruoqing, "I'm telling you in private, Dabai's attitude is very firm, big and small want everyone, and he will probably marry that Hongmei regardless of the eyes of the world. Even if the old Wang family removes him from the family tree Dismissal, even if we kick him out of Changping Village, we can't stop his determination to marry Hongmei!"

Sun covered her mouth in shock.

Yang Ruoqing also had black lines all over her head, "It's a fact that the brain circuit of the big white brain is different from that of ordinary people, but that woman Hongmei is not a fuel-efficient lamp either."

A slap can't make a sound, especially this kind of melon field plum, it is impossible to be the 'credit' of Dabai alone.

That Hongmei was born as an actor, and she was not the original partner of the late shopkeeper Zhang Ji.

In modern terms, Hongmei herself is the upper class mistress, and it is a fact that she has misbehavior.

After Zhang Ji's shopkeeper died, not only did her woman's family not have the sense of panic that the pillars had collapsed, but she also rented out the shop that several generations of Zhang's family had worked so hard to save to Dabai.

And she didn't move out herself, she still lived in the shop as before, taking care of Dabai's accounts.

For such a big shop, the daily cash flow is not a small sum. Usually, the account manager must not only have the ability in this area, but also be someone trusted by the shopkeeper.

Hongmei did it all.

To the outside world, the two are the teacher's mother and apprentice, and the relationship between the foster mother and the foster son, but after closing the shop door, they rolled together and no one knows.

"I have a bold guess." Yang Ruoqing said suddenly.

"It is said that the baby is about a month old, and it has only been half a year since the shopkeeper Zhang Ji died. I suspect that the two of them may have gotten along well a long time ago. They even had that when the shopkeeper Zhang Ji was alive. Otherwise, there is no way to explain Zhang Ji. Remember that the shopkeeper is dead, but that Hongmei still lives in the shop with peace of mind, and Dabai doesn't kick anyone out."

Yang Ruoqing's words suddenly inspired Sun.

"Qing'er, when you said that, I also remembered something. It was your aunt who told me." Sun said, "I didn't think about it deeply at the time, but now that I look back, it's really interesting. So something."

"What are you and Meier hiding from me? Tell me quickly!" Yang Huazhong couldn't wait.

Sun went on to say: "At that time when Dabai just started to reorganize the shop, didn't Meier and Sister Shuanzi visit the town, and they had a meal with Dabai Hongmei and the others at that time."

"When Mei'er came back and told me about the meal, I heard that Dabai was very nice to Hongmei and brought food for her. Even his aunt was jealous and said he had If you have a teacher, you don't need an aunt."

"Ah? Is there such a thing?" Yang Huazhong frowned tightly.

Mrs. Sun nodded, "Well, it's true. When Meier came back, she told me that Hongmei was very sensible and could take care of others. By the way, the delicate food in our mother's house was given by Hongmei. For Meier, Meier was reluctant to eat and sent it to our mother..."

"I also have the impression that the three of us went to Xiangjiazhuang that day to see that Lingling just came back and brought a lot of oranges." Yang Ruoqing said.

"Yes, yes, that's the time."

After such a reminder, Yang Huazhong also remembered, and now, he could scrape off two taels of frost on his face.

"If I knew it was brought by that unruly woman, I should have thrown it out at that time, dirtying our house!"

Yang Ruoqing wanted to say that people stink, but things smell good.

If any enemy is willing to give her a gift, she will definitely not refuse it. While accepting the gift with a smile, she should fight and kill at the same time. This is not a conflict.

"Since Hongmei has that kind of character, then the baby in her belly...can you be sure that it is Dabai?" Sun asked this question.

Yang Huazhong also froze for a moment, rubbing his stubble-covered chin and meditating.

Yang Ruoqing didn't have much doubt about this, if the two of them hooked up earlier, there is a high possibility that the baby is Dabai.

The problem is that Dabai insists on marrying Hongmei, and once the two of them get married, the reputation of both of them will be bad if this matter is put on the bright side.The two of them wanted to be together regardless of their reputations. Could it be... true love?

"Father, Qing'er, you all go to sleep for a while, if you don't close your eyes all night, you will get sick." Sun began to urge again.

Yang Huazhong looked outside, the snow had already fallen enough to cover his ankles, and it was still falling.

"I'm not going to sleep, I have to shovel snow or I won't be able to walk," he said.

Yang Ruoqing stopped him: "Father, the snow won't stop for a while. If you shovel it in front and then shovel it in the back, it's a waste of time. It's better to wait for the snow to stop completely or it will be smaller before shoveling."

Mrs. Sun quickly echoed: "My daughter is right, don't worry about it for a while, go and lie down for a while, and I will call you when breakfast is ready."

Yang Huazhong's expression was a little loose.

Yang Ruoqing hit the iron while it was hot: "Mom, go to bed too, it's okay if it's snowing today, I'll go back and lie down for a while later, let's take a vacation for myself, otherwise I'll be tired around the New Year's Eve." It will be troublesome if you get sick, Da'an and Xiaohua are still on the way."

Only then did Yang Huazhong make up his mind to treat himself kindly: "Sure, let's all go to sleep for a while."

Sun looked at the goose feather heavy snow outside with a worried face: "Da'an and Hua'er don't know where they got it? Will the carriages and horses get stuck on the road under such heavy snow? With two such young children, My Feng'er and Fuwa have suffered a lot this trip..."

"Mother, you can relax. The official road they take, they stay at the station at night, with followers and guards around them. When it snows, they will definitely wait for the snow to stop before going on the road. They won't get stuck halfway."

"Father, mother, go to bed quickly, and I will go back and lie down for a while."

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Qingshui Town, Baimeizhai.

It was snowing outside, the doors and windows were tightly closed, and a brazier was set up in the house. The charcoal fire in the pot was the kind of smokeless fruit charcoal, and the warm spring-like room was filled with a faint aroma of fruit trees.

On the soft and comfortable large carved bed, Hongmei was sitting there with a white velvet forehead around her head, a brocade quilt on her lap, and an embroidered handcuff in her arms, with pale white hands in it .

There is no makeup to trace, but she looks good without makeup, with faintly curved eyebrows, slender and long eyes, the corners of the eyes are slightly raised with pink red, and the eyelashes are black and long.

Born with peach blossom eyes, she seems to be smiling when she looks at people, but when she really smiles, she is even more charming.

"Hmph, vixen!"

This grunt came from Yang Huamei who was copying her hands on the stool by the bedside table.

Changing from seeing Hongmei the few times before, it was like seeing the kindness and joy of long-lost relatives and sisters. At this moment, in Yang Huamei's eyes, nothing but disgust is disgusting!

(End of this chapter)