Splendid peasant girl busy farming

6885 - So nasty

In the backyard of the Luo family, Yang Yongqing shuttled between the rockery and the veranda like a thief.

"Tsk tsk, it's nice to be so fucking rich, it doesn't look like much from the outside, but the inside looks like a palace..."

Although he has never been to the capital and never entered the imperial palace, Yang Yongqing thinks that the imperial palace should be like this!
"If I can live in such a big courtyard, it will be worth ten years of my life!"

It's not that Yang Yongqing has never been to the backyard of Luo's family, but it was when Qing'er got married to see off uncle Lang.

I came here a few times later, but they were all in the front yard and main room, and never had the opportunity to come to the backyard.

When I went into the backyard tonight, I found out that the backyard is really unique. No wonder all the fields in this area were enclosed by the Luo family to build a house. Such a big backyard must consume acres of land!

Yang Yongqing kept complaining in his heart and walked all the way in. Although there was still snow in the sky, not a single snowflake fell on Yang Yongqing's head.

Why?

Because the verandas are connected together in twists and turns, the ground under their feet is also paved with blue floor tiles, and some places are covered with a thin layer of mats to prevent slipping.

"Nimma, isn't this Qing'er too extravagant? The cushions under my feet are even better than the ones on my bed. It's really self-willed to be rich!"

Yang Yongqing was envious and jealous, as if he had walked into a maze.

"These houses are all lit, which one does Hongxiu live in?" He groped around the backyard like a headless chicken.

Suddenly, he heard a "bang bang bang" sound coming from one direction, as if someone was knocking on something.

"Eighty percent of them are red sleeves!"

Yang Yongqing was overjoyed, and quickly followed the direction where the voice came from, and then came to the front of the arch of hanging flowers.

"There is another courtyard in the courtyard. This small courtyard is very secluded, which is quite in line with Hongxiu's temperament. She must be here."

Yang Yongqing turned his head to look behind him, and found that neither Luo Tiejiang nor Wang Cuilian followed, he slipped and slipped into the arch.

Just before he entered, his figure was still standing still, two cold knives were crossed on his neck, snowflakes fell on the blades, and two men in black wearing black cloaks in front of him blocked his way.

"go out!"

Their faces were covered with veils, their voices were low and muffled, and the eyes exposed outside the veils were as cold and ferocious as beasts, as if they had no human emotions.

Yang Yongqing's body froze in place, and he raised his hands high in fright, his fingers and calves trembling together.

His voice was also trembling: "My own people, my own people..."

"Get out! Otherwise, kill without mercy!"

The other party emphasized the tone and said it again.

The impatience and murderous look in his eyes had begun to skyrocket.

Yang Yongqing was so frightened that he quickly backed away. He didn't take back the two steel knives around his neck until he was outside the hanging flower arch.

They stared at Yang Yongqing covetously, as if as long as he dared to make any abnormal moves within their sight range, the knives in their hands would be able to cut him off.

Yang Yongqing's Jiu Jin was so frightened that more than half of it went away, and he walked back along the long way without daring to turn his head.

When he couldn't feel the creepy feeling on his back, he hid behind a pillar and peeked behind him.

There was no one on the other side of the pendant arch.

Yang Yongqing breathed a sigh of relief, only then did he realize that his forehead and palms were covered with cold sweat.

"Damn Qing'er, you even invited a master Zhen Zhaizi to your home? Those are all real swords, I almost peed in fear!"

Yang Yongqing touched his neck, it was still a little cold, fuck, it's bad luck to be held on the neck with a knife!

Yang Yongqing spat a few mouthfuls of phlegm on the ground.

At this time, when he heard Blacksmith Luo calling his name, he subconsciously wanted to hide, but when he looked up, he found that Blacksmith Luo had already arrived in front of him with a lantern.

"Yongqing, aren't you going to the toilet? Why are you staying here?" Blacksmith Luo asked in surprise.

Yang Yongqing bared his teeth: "Uncle Luo, I still have to ask you. Your house is built like a maze. I searched for a long time but couldn't find the toilet. When I saw a door over there, I went. How could I know that there was a door that popped up out of nowhere?" Two killers with knives almost cut my neck off! What is your family up to?"

Facing Yang Yongqing's accusation of jumping up, he even opened his collar to let Blacksmith Luo look at his neck.

Yang Yongqing stopped Blacksmith Luo and complained all the time. At first, Blacksmith Luo was a little taken aback, but when he finally heard what was going on, Blacksmith Luo laughed.

"Nephew Yongqing, don't panic, those are not killers, but the guards of the family."

"Uncle Luo, what joke are you kidding? The guards at home even stabbed people with knives?"

"Haha, as long as you don't trespass in that yard, nephew, they won't hurt you, so don't worry."

"What gold and silver treasures are there in that yard? As for that?"

"Haha, nephew is frightened, let's go, I'll accompany you to the toilet, the toilet is here..."

Blacksmith Luo wouldn't tell the truth, he dragged Yang Yongqing to the latrine, but Yang Yongqing didn't want to go, he didn't have shit at all, so he ran to the latrine to smell the stench?

"No, no, I'm so scared that I'm going to pee, I won't go!"

He broke free from Blacksmith Luo's hand, and sat down on the stone stool next to him angrily.

Blacksmith Luo had no choice but to stop and coax him, but Yang Yongqing deliberately refused to leave, as if he was going to make a fuss.

If it gets too big, maybe Hongxiu will make a fuss?Didn't he risk his life to come here tonight because he wanted to see Hongxiu!

Want to send him away without seeing him?No doors and no windows!
"Nephew Yongqing, it's cold here, let's go back to the main room to talk and drink tea?" Blacksmith Luo said again.

Yang Yongqing shook his legs and waved his hands and said, "No, no, I was so frightened that I almost lost my life and couldn't walk."

"Can't you walk?"

Blacksmith Luo looked at his trembling feet, "How about I carry you there?"

Yang Yongqing shook his head, "No, no, you are an elder, how dare you ask you to recite it?"

"No? Then I'll help you go!" Blacksmith Luo asked again.

Yang Yongqing stopped shaking his legs this time, and said: "Uncle Luo, my legs are so frightened that my legs are weak. This leg is like two noodles, even if you hold it, it won't work!"

"Then what are we going to do?" Blacksmith Luo asked again.

His patience is almost at the limit, and if he can't communicate anymore, he will call Qing'er to come back.

At this time, Yang Yongqing suddenly changed into a playful smile and approached Blacksmith Luo and said, "Uncle Luo, I was frightened by their violence, and I need to find someone to talk to me tenderly and comfort me, so that my The legs will definitely regain their strength."

"Ah?" Blacksmith Luo couldn't keep up with Yang Yongqing's rhythm for a while.

"Uncle Luo, why don't you call out the red-sleeve girl and let her comfort me a little bit!"

There was a bang in Luo Blacksmith's head.

No matter how dull and straightforward, at this moment he could hear the true meaning of Yang Yongqing's words.

(End of this chapter)