Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 6889 frame the blame
Yang Huazhong and the others also understand that there are too many people, not only can't help, but it is also very noisy.

So Yang Huazhong took the initiative to lead the crowd out.

Sun didn't leave and insisted on staying, but Yang Ruoqing also took them all away.

So, Yang Ruoqing, Tuobaxian, Luo Baobao, and Hongxiu were left in the room.

There was a figure who had followed Yang Huazhong and the others before, but he was a few steps behind calmly, and finally turned back quietly by himself, standing at the other side of the curtain, looking out.

Yang Ruoqing's heart was on Luo Fengtang, and she was in her own home, so she didn't pay much attention to other things.

The same goes for Luo Baobao and Tuobaxian.

Especially Luo Baobao, who was really flustered, he had never been so flustered when he grew up.

The father in her eyes is as tall as a mountain, unstoppable.

It was really hard for her to accept that this weak person in front of her was her father.

"Red sleeve, red sleeve..."

A muffled voice shouted.

Hongxiu stood behind Tuobaxian and the others, holding a bowl of hot jujube water ready to give to Yang Ruoqing at any time, so that she could feed it to Luo Fengtang.

Hearing this voice, she knew it was Yang Yongqing without turning her head.

Hong Yan frowned, a trace of disgust and impatience flashed in her eyes.

Yang Yongqing didn't give up, and was still making small moves there.

Hong Xiu held the tray in one hand, while the other hand hung down, and there was something extra between his fingers.

Just at this time, there were chaotic and hurried footsteps in the yard outside, and Blacksmith Luo shouted: "The doctor is here!"

Yang Ruoqing got up quickly, Hong Xiu also turned sideways, and a group of people surrounded Fu Bo, Wang Sheng and his son and opened the curtain to enter the inner room.

Yang Yongqing majesticly mingled in the middle and followed, but his eyes were swaying to Hongxiu's side.

"Uncle Fu, Brother Wangsheng, come and help me check on the situation of Tang Yazi."

Yang Ruoqing stepped forward to meet her, and Hongxiu followed behind her with a low eyebrow.

Then, the fingers hidden in the sleeves flipped over, and something quietly entered Yang Yongqing's lower abdomen.

"Ouch!"

Before Uncle Fu had time to speak to Yang Ruoqing, a person behind him rushed over with a scream.

Yang Ruoqing quickly pulled Fu Bo aside, and the man jumped at their feet.

"Little cousin, what are you doing?"

Yang Ruoqing frowned as she stared at Yang Yongqing who fell to the ground and gnawed on the mud.

Yang Yongqing raised his head, his nose was scratched on the floor tiles.

"I said my stomach contracted suddenly, Qing'er, would you believe me?" He raised his head and asked innocently.

Tummy contraction?
Isn't that just going to the toilet?
Don't stay in this room!
"I don't have time to joke with you, please get out and don't make trouble with this!"

Yang Ruoqing said to him very seriously, then turned around and helped Uncle Fu, who was nearly sixty years old, go to the bed.

Yang Huazhong and Yang Huaming quickly pulled Yang Yongqing up from the ground, "Let's go out, young man, as long as there are doctors here, it's not good if there are too many people."

Yang Huazhong and Yang Huaming pulled Yang Yongqing out, and Yang Yongqing struggled all the way.

"I'm worried about Yazi Tang, let me stay and help..."

"Ah, is this kid sensible? It's not easy!" Yang Huaming didn't doubt him, and even praised Yang Yongqing with a grin.

Yang Huazhong was also very pleased with Yang Yongqing's sensibleness, but, "You are not a doctor, so you can't help. Right now, let's go to the main room in the front yard and wait. Let's go!"

Hongxiu is still in the inner room, why is Yang Yongqing willing to leave?
So Lai stayed where he was, sat down on the ground with pouted buttocks, and wanted to stay.

Yang Huazhong and Yang Huaming were a little confused, why is this kid so enthusiastic?I don't usually see him like this to anyone?
Could it be that he was one year older and enlightened, and wanted to please Qing'er and Tang Yazi, and then find a serious job to do it?
Blacksmith Luo had just sent Uncle Fu and Wang Sheng in, and logically he could stay and take care of them.

But when he heard Yang Yongqing's yelling outside, and Yang Huazhong and Yang Huaming brothers seemed to be very satisfied with Yang Yongqing's set of arguments, and even wanted to let him go back to the house to help, Luo Blacksmith hurried out.

This kid is dead, the purpose of his stay can be hidden from others, but not from him!

"Third, fourth, let's go, let's go to the front yard and wait, let Uncle Fu give Tang Yazi a good diagnosis."

Blacksmith Luo came outside and spoke enthusiastically with his arms outstretched.

Yang Huazhong and Yang Huaming are naturally the same, but Yang Yongqing is still not happy and still wants to leave.

Blacksmith Luo hugged his shoulder without saying a word and walked forward.

Yang Yongqing repeated his old trick to push Blacksmith Luo away. This time, Blacksmith Luo was prepared.

Following Yang Yongqing's hand, he fell to the ground all of a sudden.

"Ouch, my old waist!"

"Brother Luo, how are you doing, Brother Luo?"

Yang Huazhong exclaimed, and quickly helped Blacksmith Luo up.

Yang Yongqing also froze for a moment, raised his hand and glanced, his face full of bewilderment.

Yang Huazhong stared at him: "What are you still doing in a daze? Why don't you pay Uncle Luo soon?"

Yang Yongqing came back to his senses, and said confidently: "I didn't push him, why?"

"Yongqing, what are you talking about?" Yang Huazhong's expression fell.

Blacksmith Luo hurriedly said: "It's all right, it's true that he didn't push it, it was me who fell because I was getting old and couldn't stand still..."

The more Blacksmith Luo said this, the more Yang Huazhong and Yang Huaming believed that it was Yang Yongqing who pushed it.

They felt that Blacksmith Luo didn't want Yang Yongqing to be scolded again and deliberately took the responsibility on himself.

"Third Uncle, did you hear that? He himself said that he fell it himself, and it's none of my business!"

He turned around and walked back, only to be roughly dragged back by Yang Huaming.

"Your wings are hard, kid? Did your third uncle ask you to apologize, are you deaf?"

"I'm not wrong, pay me a fart!"

"Yeah, who are you talking to, bastard? Are you itchy?"

Yang Huaming pulled up his sleeves and spit into the palm of his hand. Yang Yongqing was a little timid, but then he shook his shoulders, "It's New Year's Eve, fourth uncle, don't force me, I have a bad temper..."

"Yeah, do you really want to fight with me? It's up to you, I will clean up you for your father today!"

Yang Huaming made a gesture to beat Yang Yongqing, Yang Huazhong hurried up and pulled the uncle and nephew apart.

"This is the Luo family. It's New Year's Eve, and Tang Yazi is still sick, you all give me a break!"

Seeing that Yang Huazhong's expression also changed, and that Yang Huaming was about to pounce on him anytime and anywhere, Yang Yongqing was really a little timid now.

Especially Yang Yongjin and Yang Yongzhi in the front yard are also coming this way, Yang Yongqing is really scared now.

I had no choice but to reluctantly say to Blacksmith Luo: "I shouldn't push you, I'll pay you for it, are you satisfied now?"

Blacksmith Luo smiled dryly, "It's okay, it's okay, I said I fell down by myself, and it has nothing to do with you."

"Humph!"

Yang Yongqing turned his head, originally he thought you were a tough blacksmith, but he didn't expect it to be an old fox.

(End of this chapter)