Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 6894 The Wolf's Ambition
She is very clear about the wolf's ambition.

Why don't you let her help this time?She really wants to help patients.

Don't you have any idea about her?
That's impossible, I don't think so, what did you do before?

Yang Ruoqing secretly smiled.

Well, the big possibility is that he hasn't showered for a long time, and he's really a bit sloppy, so I'm embarrassed to let her see it.

"Tang Yazi, then you wash first, I'll get you something to eat, and you can eat before going to sleep."

"it is good."

Someone in the bathroom breathed a sigh of relief at the sound of her leaving footsteps.

Even if she was sick, she didn't dare to let her in to help.

He is aware of his situation, as long as she steps here, he is afraid that it will be difficult for him to control her.

He is still ill, so he can't get mad at her just because he is greedy for momentary pleasure.

Therefore, he could only ruthlessly shut her out. I hope she can understand his good intentions!
When Yang Ruoqing brought breakfast from the stove, Luo Fengtang had already come out of the bathroom, changed into clean clothes and sat on the bed, with a quilt on his lap and a coat on his upper body.

A tall, slender-legged, bright girl was sitting sideways on the side of the bed, holding Luo Fengtang's hand and shaking it gently, acting like a spoiled child.

Luo Fengtang, the Great God of War, a cold-faced general known for his ice-berg face, is staring at the young girl with such gentle eyes that he can squeeze out water.

He even raised his hand and gently pinched the girl's oval face, all his gestures were pampering.

When Yang Ruoqing saw this scene, a copywriting that she had seen before suddenly popped up in her mind:

Take a look, it's this little goblin who lives in my husband's house, spends the money my husband earns, and is picky about my ex-wife. Not only does my husband not help me, but he even stands by her side. But I still have nothing to do with her, so just say she's irritating or not!
"Eat, eat, eat!"

Yang Ruoqing yelled twice, and put the tray on the seat.

Luo Fengtang glanced at the breakfast on the tray, there were porridge, steamed buns and steamed dumplings.

"Have you had breakfast, girl?" he asked.

Luo Baobao shook his head, "I came to see my father as soon as I opened my eyes, and I didn't even bother to eat!"

Luo Fengtang's pupils lit up a little bit, "Really? You must be starving, come, eat with dad."

"Father, I will eat by myself later, this is yours, you eat."

"Father is not in a hurry. You eat first. You are growing your body now. You should have regular meals."

Luo Fengtang suddenly became very verbose, holding Luo Baobao's hand and repeatedly urging him.

"Oh... I know, I remember!"

"Really remember? Don't be perfunctory."

"Oh, dad, you are really talkative, even more talkative than my mother..."

At the table, Yang Ruoqing was holding a small bowl to fill Luo Fengtang with porridge, listening to the conversation between the father and daughter, she glanced over from the corner of her eyes from time to time.

Father and daughter, you only have me in your eyes, and you are the only one in mine.

No one noticed the helpless and resentful little eyes on the table.

"Baby, if you want to eat, come quickly and take a bite, if you don't want to eat, go to the kitchen to help your grandma. You are such a big girl, don't get in the way."

When Luo Baobao heard this, he immediately exploded.

"Mom, what are you talking about? I'm here to accompany my father, why are you in the way?"

"Father, listen to what my mother said, it's too hurtful, the words of this little educated person just don't please..."

"I don't study much?"

Yang Ruoqing pointed to her nose and asked.

As a human being in two lifetimes, it was the first time that he was treated as illiterate.

"Girl, you are wrong about this. Your mother has written several novels, and your mother is full of ink!" Luo Fengtang glanced at the mother and daughter who were 'at war', and hurriedly smoothed things over, working hard and slime.

"And Qing'er, don't say our daughter is in the way, she's just worried about me!"

The two women were just joking around, no, Luo Fengtang was caught in the middle and both sides helped to talk nicely, the two women soon looked at each other and smiled.

"Father, I won't stay here to eat. Let my mother accompany you. I'll go to the kitchen to help my grandma cook breakfast. It's the first day of the new year!"

Luo Fengtang was relieved, "It's rare that you have such filial piety, so go!"

After Luo Baobao hurriedly left, Yang Ruoqing sat by the bed with her rice bowl in her hand: "Shall I feed you?"

Luo Fengtang really wanted to, but shook his head and refused.

"I can do it by myself, you eat with me."

The weather is so cold, if she comes to feed him, she won't be able to eat by herself.

Yang Ruoqing smiled, "It's okay, the porridge is hot, I'll drink it up after a few sips, I'd better feed you first."

"But……"

"Nothing but, stop talking nonsense and open your mouth!"

Luo Fengtang smiled helplessly and had to cooperate obediently.

His body is still very weak. Although he no longer has a fever, his head is swollen and his energy is exhausted quickly.

After breakfast, Yang Ruoqing made him drink another medicine, which had the effect of helping sleep.

After drinking the medicine, Luo Tiejiang and Tuobaxian came over, and Luo Fengtang fell asleep after talking with them for a short time.

The big guy hurried out of the room, let him have a good rest.

Before going to bed, he held Yang Ruoqing's hand, his voice was already a little muffled.

"Qing'er, I'm sorry, I can't accompany, accompany you, or visit relatives on the first day of the new year..."

Yang Ruoqing gently held his hand: "Fool, it's not unusual for relatives to leave every year. The most important thing is that you obediently recover from your illness!"

He curled the corners of his lips, his eyelids were already fighting.

Yang Ruoqing leaned over and kissed him lightly on the forehead, then touched his face: "Okay, sleep well, when you get better, we will visit relatives together."

After Luo Fengtang fell asleep, Yang Ruoqing put down the tent, added a few pieces of new charcoal to the charcoal fire basin in the house, then closed the door and went to the main room in the front yard.

The main room was cleaned up even more tidy than yesterday, Yang Ruoqing couldn't help being taken aback when she saw this situation.

"Auntie, why don't you rest more? Clean up the house on the first day of the new year?"

Usually, after cleaning the ground at home before the third day of the new year, those melon seed shell snack bags cannot be dumped outside.

Those all imply 'wealth', and wealth has to be kept at home, so if you go to a random family in the village before the third day of the new year, you will find a cluster of 'wealth' behind their gate.

And behind the Luo family's door, there was nothing but crackling.

They dumped all the 'wealth' outside?This is not right!
Sure enough, Wang Cuilian had a weird expression upon hearing Yang Ruoqing's question.

Blacksmith Luo also scratched his head, and sat there smiling awkwardly.

In the end, Hongxiu and Luo Baobao were also there, they were reading a military book brought back by Luo Fengtang together, discussing something in a low voice while reading.

Luo Baobao took the time to raise her head, seeing that neither Wang Cuilian nor Luo Tiejiang could answer, so she told the truth.

"Mother, Uncle Yongqing shit in our main room last night. It stinks. Grandpa and Grandma spent the night cleaning up, lighting incense, and opening the windows to ventilate the air. Only then did the smell go away." of."

"What?"

Yang Ruoqing really thought she had heard wrong.

Yang Yongqing is not an old man whose body function is almost exhausted and his sphincter muscle fails. He is a man in his prime, and he stretched like that in public. How many catties of laxatives did he take?

(End of this chapter)