Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 671 Qing'er Is My Wife (Third Watch)

Mu Zichuan didn't beat around the bush either.

"A family of adoptive daughters begging for hundreds of families, what's wrong with my admiration for Qing'er? Is Luo Fengtang in charge of you?" Mu Zichuan asked.

Luo Fengtang frowned, a trace of violence flashed across his eyes.

"I'll say it again, Qing'er is my daughter-in-law, and if you plan to poach me, I will beat you up!"

As Luo Fengtang said, he clenched his fists.

Mu Zichuan glanced at the sandbag-sized fist, and a guilty conscience flashed in his eyes.

But he put on a look that a dead pig is not afraid of boiling water.

"If you have the ability, you can beat me in front of Qing'er, so that Qing'er can see clearly what a rude and unreasonable person you Luo Fengtang is!" Mu Zichuan shouted.

His eyes were looking for Yang Ruoqing's figure.

Yang Ruoqing stood aside, she really wanted to be invisible at this moment.

She looked at the two people who were at war with each other.

It seemed that Luo Fengtang really wanted to beat Mu Zichuan, so he raised his fists.

But because of Mu Zichuan's last words, Luo Fengtang hesitated.

She looked at Yang Ruoqing with a complicated expression.

It seemed that she was really worried that his fist would really destroy her image in her heart.

As for Mu Zichuan, it was obvious that he was really afraid of Luo Fengtang's fist.

But still pretending.

"Okay, okay, you two don't make trouble, it's important to do business!"

Yang Ruoqing glared at both of them, and said angrily.

Luo Fengtang was a little depressed, but he still lowered his fist.

Mu Zichuan raised his eyebrows and snorted triumphantly.

It's a pity that he just snorted and let out a painful cry here.

"Ah, it hurts..."

A handsome face, pale.

Luo Fengtang also raised his eyebrows, and said with a smile: "It must be a little uncomfortable to apply gold medicine..."

Mu Zichuan gritted his teeth: "You did it on purpose!"

Luo Fengtang shrugged with an innocent look on his face.

"How did I do it deliberately? If you don't believe me, ask Qing'er..."

Mu Zichuan really turned his wronged eyes to Yang Ruoqing.

Yang Ruoqing touched her nose.

"Well, this time, you really misunderstood Tang Yazi. The Jinchuang medicine was poured on the wound, and it was a bit hot and stinging. Wait for a while." She said.

Mu Zichuan still looked resentful.

"It's obvious that it can be sprinkled on the wound a little bit, but he wants to pour it up all at once. This is out of revenge for me!" He said.

Luo Fengtang laughed.

"Mu Zichuan, I found that you are really good at messing around!"

he said.

"If you are a man, don't make a big fuss about such trivial matters, okay?"

"You are like a porcelain doll, it will shatter when you touch it. As a man, I will be ashamed for you!"

"Luo Fengtang, you..."

Mu Zichuan was angry.

With a cold snort, he turned his face away and stopped talking.

Luo Fengtang quickly helped Mu Zichuan treat the wound, and then stood up straight.

"Don't touch the wound with cold water within two days, and avoid hot and sour food, it won't cause serious problems." He said to Mu Zichuan.

The latter responded with a cold snort.

Luo Fengtang shook his head, too lazy to mess with Mu Zichuan, turned around and said to Yang Ruoqing: "It's almost dawn, let's go!"

Yang Ruoqing nodded.

He glanced at Mu Zichuan again: "Don't tell what happened tonight, I don't want others to know that the thief is in our hands."

Mu Zichuan turned his face, and when facing her, he changed his expression.

Smiling like a spring breeze blowing on his face, he nodded again and again.

"Qing'er, you can rest assured, I have a sense of proportion." He said.

Yang Ruoqing looked at the wound on his arm again: "Then if someone asks about your wound..."

"I accidentally rowed." He said quickly.

There was a trace of gratitude in Yang Ruoqing's eyes.

"Well, then you can rest, and I will visit you another day."

She said, the last sentence was a polite remark.

But Mu Zichuan stood up in surprise: "Really? Then I'll be waiting for you, Qing'er, to come and play at any time..."

Yang Ruoqing's head was full of black lines.

Someone waiting at the door had a face darker than the bottom of a pot.

The arm carrying the thief was tightening all the time. The poor thief, feeling someone's growing anger, rolled his eyes in pain.

He struggled on Luo Fengtang's shoulder, and made a whining sound from his gagged mouth.

She was using her life to remind Yang Ruoqing that it was time to go.

If he didn't leave, he would become cannon fodder again.

Yang Ruoqing came to her senses when she heard the noise.

Glancing at the sky outside the window, he really couldn't delay any longer.

She said goodbye to Mu Zichuan, and hurried towards Luo Fengtang.

The two of them left the house and came to the long alley outside, and Mu Zichuan followed.

"Qing'er, remember what you said, you must come to visit me some other day..."

What responded to him was the voice of Luo Fengtang grinding his teeth.

Yang Ruoqing didn't care about responding to Mu Zichuan, and pulled Luo Fengtang up: "Forget it, forget it, it's important to do business!"

At the darkest hour before dawn, the two of them unknowingly brought the thief to the backyard of Tianxiang Tower.

In a house used to store firewood.

This house is some distance away from the stove in front, and only when the firewood in the front stove is burned out, will a guy come to the firewood in the backyard.

Otherwise, under normal circumstances, no one would come over.

And the firewood in the front kitchen happened to be carried over yesterday, enough to burn.

As for the keys to the firewood room, apart from Yang Huazhou having one, the other one is in Yang Ruoqing's hands.

The two entered the firewood room, lit a small fire, and began to interrogate the thief overnight.

The interrogation process is simple.

It's violence.

Slap, kick, ask again.

However, Yang Ruoqing's arms were sore, and the thief still gritted his teeth and refused to let go.

Life and death do not report their family background, nor do they confess the instigator behind it.

Yang Ruoqing was a little tired, she rubbed her arms and sat aside, watching Luo Fengtang interrogate there.

Things are clear at a glance.

This thief was definitely sent by rich man Li to steal the land contract.

Rich Li knew that he was going to court, and he knew that the fake certificate in his hand was unreasonable.

Therefore, he simply ordered someone to come and steal the truth.

This is the most direct and simplest way to take the field as your own.

It's just that rich man Li didn't expect that the thief was caught by her and Tang Yazi.

As long as the interrogation comes out, let the thief relax and confess to rich man Li.

To Bo Gongtang, rich man Li undoubtedly shot himself in the foot.

But the crux of the problem now is that this dead thief will never let go of his mouth.

"This man's mouth is too strict, he can't pry it open!"

Over there, Luo Fengtang was also defeated.

The two looked at the thief in front of him who was sitting on a chair with his hands tied behind his back.

To tell the truth, the thief has been beaten black and blue.

For ordinary people, at this point, eighteen generations of ancestors have been confessed.

This thief is no ordinary person!

However, my sister just happened to be no ordinary person.

"Don't let go, will you? You must force my sister to come up with a trick, right?"

Yang Ruoqing rolled up her sleeves, walked over with a grinning grin.

"Okay, that aunt will help you!"

(End of this chapter)