Splendid peasant girl busy farming

6928 - Face is face
Even if the rats ate food and gnawed away tables, chairs and cabinets, but the cubs that hadn't opened their eyes were just thrown into the boiling oil.

"Fourth aunt, I suggest you go home and wash off the shiny things on your face. I'll give you a bottle of ointment."

"Really? That's a good thing, I'm afraid that scars will ruin my face."

"My face, although I can't talk about a beautiful face, but it is also worthy of everyone when walking outside, right? Besides, don't we women just rely on a face to eat..."

"Fourth aunt, you are wrong. Regardless of men and women, relying on appearance to make a living is inferior, but relying on ability to make a living is the right way."

While Yang Ruoqing handed the small medicine bottle to Liu Shi, she also corrected her point of view by the way.

Mrs. Liu nodded again and again: "Yes, yes, ability is the first to eat, and the face is the second. I have the ability, and the face cannot be destroyed. I will wipe it off."

Mrs. Liu sat there tinkering with the ointment, even forgetting the purpose of her trip for a moment.

Until Mrs. Sun asked her about the situation in the old house, Mrs. Liu suddenly raised her head and patted her thigh hard: "Look at my brain, why can't I remember things? The fourth and fifth asked me to come over Tell the third brother that Meier wants to reconcile, and ask the third brother and the third sister-in-law to help persuade her."

"What about mother? What does mother say? Can't she persuade you?" Sun asked in surprise.

Yang Huazhong also frowned and looked at this side, why is it getting bigger and bigger?
And Yang Ruoqing was also a little dumbfounded. She just thought about it in her heart before, but she didn't expect it to come true so soon.

"Mother? Ha, third sister-in-law, are you joking?" Liu shook her head with a smile, "She still persuaded? It was she who kept fanning the flames and encouraging Mei Er to kick Wang Shuanzi!"

"Ah? Is that so?" Mrs. Sun was also dumbfounded.

The mothers of other people's families hope that their daughters and husbands will be on par with each other. Even if there are any minor quarrels, they will try their best to persuade them not to break up for the sake of the children.

What did the mother-in-law think?
"My mother, I really don't know what she's thinking, so I'll just say something bad. At Meier's age, with her looks, and her temper, even if she divorces Wang Shuanzi, can she still marry?"

"If a man marries again, he will marry someone younger than the other. If a woman marries again, she will either marry an old bachelor or a widower. Why bother?"

"Even if you don't marry and stay with your mother's family, who will take care of her? Our mother? Our mother has to be taken care of by us. We can't take care of Mei'er after returning mother's pension to the West, right? There is no such reason! Three Brother, do you think so?"

Yang Huazhong frowned more and more, completely ignoring the long string of nonsense that Mrs. Liu said, stood up and said to Mrs. Sun: "I'll go to the old house to have a look."

Mrs. Sun also stood up, "I'll go with you."

Yang Huazhong said: "If you stay at home, you don't need so many people."

After saying this, Yang Huazhong ran out of the main room in a hurry, Mrs. Sun still wanted to chase her, but Mrs. Liu held her back and said, "Sister-in-law, don't go, the east room is too cold to die, so it's better to warm up the fire at home." .”

"Besides, let them be sons to deal with this kind of thing. Our daughter-in-law will be slapped in the face after all. My fourth son usually swears at the old Wang's family, but now he is focusing on Mei'er. I can't even bother to talk to him..."

In front of Liu's 'machine gun', Sun couldn't find a chance to speak.

In the end, it was Yang Ruoqing who came over and pulled Mrs. Sun back into the warm tub: "Mother, just listen to my father and stay at home. He will definitely call you over if necessary."

If it was normal, Yang Ruoqing would have gone to the old house herself.

But she can't go this time.

"Okay then, I'll just wait at home, hey, why did this happen? Can't I live a good life!"

Mrs. Sun was sitting in the warm tub, frowning. For a good wife and mother like her, reconciliation and separation were taboo words in her life. Let alone doing it, she dared not even say it. I'm afraid of bad luck.

In order to help the Sun family divert their power, Yang Ruoqing told her that Da'an and Fuwa were at the Sun family.

"Then I'll go and have a look, and I'll pick Fuwa back later."

"I just want to go back, let's go together."

After saying hello to Xiao Hua in the backyard, Yang Ruoqing helped Mrs. Sun out the door together.

Back at Luo's house, Blacksmith Luo was shoveling snow in the yard, Bao Baobao and Hong Xiu were helping each other, and the three of them were very busy.

Seeing Yang Ruoqing coming in, Blacksmith Luo leaned on the shovel and said to her: "I went over to look at it earlier, and Tang Yazi is still asleep!"

"Well, it's okay, let him sleep more."

Yang Ruoqing walked to the corner to shovel snow with a shovel, but was stopped by Blacksmith Luo.

"You don't need to shovel here, you just go to the backyard to take care of Tang Yazi, the three of us are talking while shoveling snow, I don't know how happy it is!"

Luo Baobao also nodded vigorously, "Mom, I found that as long as you have martial arts in your heart, even if you just hold a shovel to shovel snow, you will have the feeling of practicing martial arts. This feeling makes me happy!"

"As long as you are happy, then go for it!"

In the backyard, Yang Ruoqing entered the house with light steps.

As soon as he entered the room, he saw Luo Fengtang wearing a coat and sitting on the bed, holding a book of the art of war in his hand.

The side face of him reading quietly is handsome and deep, and the afterglow of the setting sun shines into the room, softening the harsh lines a lot.

"Reading before the illness is cured will hurt your eyes."

She opened the jade curtain and entered the inner room, went straight to light the candle on the desk, and the room was brightened immediately.

Luo Fengtang put the bookmark on the place he just saw, folded it and put it next to the pillow, and stretched out his hand towards her.

He was embarrassed to say it, but his eyes were filled with: I want to hug you, General.

Yang Ruoqing smiled sweetly, put the candlestick away, turned around and threw it into his arms.

When I get home like this and open the curtain, I can see him sitting on the bed and smiling at him, and it feels so good to throw myself into his arms!
Neither of them spoke. After hugging for a while, he rested his chin lightly on top of her head, "Where did you go to play?"

"I went to my mother's house."

"Father-in-law and mother-in-law didn't go out to pay New Year's greetings today?"

"No, but today they stay at home, they are much more tired than going out to pay New Year's greetings."

"How to say this...?" he asked.

Yang Ruoqing raised her head and looked at him with sparkling eyes: "Did you know? The old Wang's family is in a big conflict again. My aunt is going to reconcile with my uncle, and my wife will be in the old house right now."

"Oh?"

Luo Fengtang only raised his eyebrows slightly, but there was no other reaction.

He is actually not interested in other people's family affairs and disputes.

But if the daughter-in-law is willing to speak, he will listen patiently.

Yang Ruoqing knew his character well, he didn't gossip, but she needed an audience the most.

"Let me tell you, the matter is Jiangzi..."

She changed her position and sat on his lap, put her hands around his neck and began to talk about the old Wang's family.

"It all started when Dabai went to Zhangji Steamed Bun Shop to learn art last year. The shopkeeper had a young wife named Hongmei..."

(End of this chapter)