Worrying sister

Changping Village.

Although the backyard of Yang Huazhong's house is very noisy today, everyone gathers together to boil maltose, but for Da'an, no matter how noisy the environment is, it can't hinder his determination to read.

No, in the study room, the doors and windows cut off the noisy sounds, Da'an sat at the desk, holding a file in his hand, completely immersed in it.

It wasn't until Yang Ruoqing came to the desk and tapped lightly on it a few times that Da'an realized her presence.

"Why are you here? Is there something wrong?"

"Can't I chat with you if I have nothing to do?" Yang Ruoqing asked with a smile.

Daan was stunned for a moment, then nodded, "Of course, sister, please sit down."

His reluctant eyes finally moved away from the file, took the bookmark on the table and put it in the place where he had read it, then put the file aside, turned sideways to face Yang Ruoqing, and assumed a serious chat posture.

Yang Ruoqing dragged a stool over and sat down opposite the desk, looking at Da'an.

She is four years older than her brother, who will soon be 30 and his brother 26.

For him, at the age of 26, it was the beginning of a man who faded away from youthfulness and began to exude a mature temperament.

Brilliant, handsome, quick-witted, upright, ambitious and responsible...

Such a man is eye-catching wherever he goes, and can basically satisfy all the fantasies and needs of a woman for a good husband.

In particular, he has a cold and arrogant temperament of a literati, which is very similar to Mu Zichuan. To describe it with modern words, it is called ban and yu.

This is a deadly temptation for women.

Hey, my younger brother is so evil, even if he doesn't take the initiative to go out to play tricks, it's not uncommon for him to be missed by the flowers and plants outside!

"Sister, I have to apologize to you."

"What?"

"It was originally agreed that we would go to the Taoist temple to fulfill our vows together today, but I changed my mind temporarily..."

Yang Ruoqing was startled for a moment, thinking that her younger brother would apologize for coming up, because he wanted to take the initiative to explain the things about Feng Ahyue!

"Ha, so it's this one? It's okay, it's not a good day anyway, so it's okay if you don't go."

It was only a few days ago a few years ago, just pick any day to download it.

What's more, the main reason why she wanted to accompany him to the Taoist temple to fulfill her vow was to create a chance to be alone so that she could ask about Feng Heyue.

Since Xiaohua took Fuwa and Feng'er to the pasture as guests at this moment, and couldn't come back until the afternoon, Yang Ruoqing naturally had the opportunity to have a good talk with Da'an.

"Da'an, my sister asked you something, you have to answer it truthfully."

Yang Ruoqing coughed lightly, and brought her thoughts back to the topic.

"Sister, please ask, brother knows everything and can say everything."

In order to show his respect for his sister, Da'an sat upright, his clear and energetic eyes fell on Yang Ruoqing gently.

"My sister asks you, you and Hua'er have been married for more than eight years now, and Feng'er is almost seven years old, so you can be called an old couple."

"How is your relationship with Hua'er now?"

Da'an raised his eyebrows in surprise, apparently surprised by Yang Ruoqing's question.

"Sister, you, why did you ask this?"

"Oh, sister is a woman, women are not only interested in these things!"

Da'an smiled dryly, secretly sizing up Yang Ruoqing suspiciously.

Could it be that the brother-in-law has been away for a long time this year, and the sister is lonely in the boudoir, right?

"Sister, if you are too embarrassed to speak up, you can write a letter to your brother-in-law on behalf of your younger brother, so that he can come back to see you when he has time?"

Yang Ruoqing was stunned for a moment, and immediately understood why Daan had misunderstood.

She blushed and spat on the ground, "What are you talking about? Your sister and I are not the kind of lonely and cranky women in the boudoir. I don't know how busy and fulfilling I am at home!"

"Really? Hehe..."

"Laughing at your size, your sister, I'm asking you something, you answer me honestly, don't digress!" Yang Ruoqing deliberately rolled her eyes.

Da'an didn't dare to laugh anymore, and sat upright.

"Sister, it's really unnecessary for you to ask this question. My relationship with Hua'er is the same as before!"

"Is that really the case?" Yang Ruoqing leaned over, staring closely at Da'an's eyes.

Trying to observe the autumn hair from his micro-expressions and subtle movements.

"That's it!"

Da'an's eyes were clear and he was confident.

Yang Ruoqing returned without success, and Da'an didn't look like he was lying.

"Da'an, Hua'er looks ordinary. Apart from housekeeping, taking care of the children and honoring parents, she has almost nothing good at it."

"Of course, this doesn't mean that Hua'er is stupid, but because of the environment in which Hua'er grew up. Like us, she grew up in the countryside and is familiar with things in the countryside."

"Will you meet those beautiful and talented women in the world of flowers in the capital, and then cherish each other because of your confidantes?"

Without hesitation, Da'an shook his head decisively: "One flower, one world, one leaf, one bodhi, the world of mortals is so small, everyone is so small."

"For me, no matter how perfect others are, it doesn't matter to me. I only choose what I want, and I only protect what is around me."

In the first round, Yang Ruoqing was very satisfied with Da'an's answer.

But she was worried and had to continue to test.

"However, Hua'er is indeed very mediocre. There are always some women who are outstanding. Standing in the crowd, they are the focus. Isn't the love of beauty common to everyone?"

"As for a man, home flowers are fragrant, wild flowers are more fragrant, his wife is rice, and he is indispensable, and beautiful women are white moonlight, which makes you linger and daydream irresistibly. Otherwise, why do so many people take concubines?"

Daan shook his head again.

"Sister, people think differently from person to person. In my eyes, there is no such thing as mediocrity or excellence."

"The environment you grow in determines your realm. Yes, Hua'er is not proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy, painting, poetry and poetry, but Hua'er knows the vegetables and fruits of the four seasons like the palm of his hand."

"Peony is a flower, rich and noble. Isn't rape flower a flower?"

"Flowers have no distinction between high and low, and people naturally do not have mediocrity or excellence. It just depends on the environment you are in and what you want."

"Da'an, what do you want?" Yang Ruoqing asked more and more satisfied.

Da'an smiled indifferently, and said four words: "Vegetables, rice, oil and salt."

"Ah? But you are the number one scholar, full of talent... don't you need to find a bosom friend to vent? Don't you need to find a woman with red sleeves to add fragrance?" Yang Ruoqing raised her head, feeling that she must be very happy at this moment Po.

Teasing and gossiping about my aunt every day, I'm not much better off.

Da'an gently looked at the elder sister with the word "gossip" written all over her face, a little helpless, but said seriously: "The number one scholar is also a human being, and the number one scholar also needs to eat and drink, and the number one scholar also hopes to have a wife when he returns home. The champion will get sick, and the champion will also be sick and embarrassed, and the champion also likes to talk with his wife about the interesting things about the children, worrying about the health of the elders in the family..."

(End of this chapter)

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