Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 7233

The mother-in-law said it so straightforwardly, and she wasn't embarrassed at all, which made Yang Ruoqing a little embarrassed.

The mother-in-law seems to be 16 years old again, a girl who is experiencing her first love.

It can be seen that the self-cultivation and self-cultivation in the Buddhist hall for so many years are all fake.

It's just a thing to pass the time in the empty and boring days. With a true heart, no matter how old you are, you still long for the romance, and you still can't forget the man who loved you vigorously.

"Mother is happy, and I am really happy for Mother." Yang Ruoqing said softly.

Tuobaxian raised her eyes slowly, looked at Yang Ruoqing tenderly, and said, "Although I don't know why he has been avoiding me for so many years, I can feel that he is still the same him back then."

I am also who I was back then.

Everything is changing, but this feeling and obsession have never been transferred.

"Mother, although I have never met my father-in-law, I don't know what kind of person he is, but I believe in your feelings."

"It's just that, as both women, what I don't understand is that since you both have feelings for each other, why does he keep avoiding seeing each other?"

"He has his reasons." Tuoba Xian's voice was very soft.

"In the past, it was for the hatred of the family and the country, but now, heh, now I don't know what it is for."

The tense moment has passed many years ago, and now people are middle-aged, and half of their lives are gone.

She knelt before the Buddha many times, but she still couldn't comprehend it.

She also asked him in the reply letter to him, but that letter seemed to be lost in the sea.

"This time when we go out, father-in-law sent someone to follow us, and has been secretly protecting mother's safety." Yang Ruoqing said again.

Luo Fengtang pursed his lips lightly, smiling a bit shyly.

"He's just such a tangled guy."

Back then, Mingming's love was so hot, it was like a flame, wishing to burn her and him together.

However, the choice he made was so ruthless, so absolute.

"Now that things have happened, I don't want to catch him and get to the bottom of it. I'll live as I want,"

"As for him, I don't care if he wants to hide in the dark or float in the light, it's up to him."

"Mother, this is to look away, everything is just as you want?"

"Well, just let it be, you can't force anything. In the past few years, I have searched all over the country, but I can't find him."

"I didn't look for it later, but he appeared again. It can be seen that what the Buddhists said is true. Fate is the sand of the audience."

"The tighter you hold on, the faster it will leak, so it's better to take it lightly."

……

After returning from Tuobaxian's place, Yang Ruoqing was still in a daze.

What echoes in my ears is her phrase 'follow the fate'.

The so-called resignation, in the final analysis, is nothing but the mother-in-law's sense of powerlessness in this relationship, and the man who is like a wild horse.

"Hey, why isn't Tang Yazi in the house? Where did he go?"

Yang Ruoqing walked around the house, looked all over the room, but did not see Luo Fengtang.

I didn't bother to look for it, so I grabbed a handful of sour plums and stood by the window to watch the night view outside.

On the night in early May, the house was a little stuffy, and the window was opened, and the cool night breeze brought a burst of comfort.

Huguang County is relatively more prosperous than Wanghai County, and it is a typical land of fish and rice.

On the streets at night, the lights are just on, the night market stalls sell all kinds of goods, and there is an endless stream of pedestrians who come out for a walk after dinner.

Chewing sour plums in his mouth, watching the street scene in his eyes, bathing in the cool breeze, changing the environment, not to mention, the mood has also changed.

Looking at it, her eyes suddenly froze, and her gaze fell firmly on a stall selling Liangpi on the street.

The owner of the stall is a black, fat, middle-aged man who looks like a martial artist, and he is skillfully mixing cold skin for the customers in front of him.

Yang Ruoqing stared straight at the customer, at first glance she thought it was Tang Yazi who was buying Liangpi there.

This back view, this height, and this standing posture are all exactly the same.

The only difference is that the other party wears different clothes from Tang Yazi.

Tang Yazi was wearing a set of black clothes today, stern and majestic.

And the customer was wearing a gray-black robe, and his hair was not like Luo Fengtang's, and the customer's attire was more mature and stable.

How could there be people with such similar backs in the world?

This made Yang Ruoqing interested in the man's appearance, so she stared intently, waiting for him to turn around.

Soon the shopkeeper Wu Dalang offered the mixed Liangpi with both hands. After paying the money, the man seemed to have made fun of the shopkeeper, took the Liangpi, turned around and left.

When he turned around, a big hand suddenly put on her shoulder.

She was so fascinated by it, she was startled by this move, and her body reacted subconsciously.

Turn your head and palm out.

The hand was warmly embraced by the callused big hand, and the gaze also met Luo Fengtang's slightly surprised eyes.

"What's the matter? Why is there such a big reaction?" He looked at her face, a little worried.

Normally, let alone putting her on her shoulders, even if he suddenly appeared from behind and hugged her three times, she would know it was him.

Her actions today are obviously an instinctive warning of her body, which shows that her mind was drawn by the things outside the window, so she ignored the people and things behind her.

"What are you looking at so engrossed?"

He took her into his arms and hugged her gently, then asked again.

Only now did Yang Ruoqing come back to her senses.

She was a little embarrassed for the slap she had just made, but now she wanted to tell him something more important.

"Tang Yazi, I saw someone whose back looked like you outside, and thought it was you!"

"Really? Where?"

"There, I'll show you..."

When she turned around and went to look for it again, the customers in front of the Liangpi stall had already been replaced by a mother and daughter.

She leaned out and looked for the pedestrians on the street.

"Be careful, don't fall."

Luo Fengtang held her waist tightly with his big hands, and then cast his eyes on the street outside the window.

After searching around, Yang Ruoqing returned to the house without success.

"Hey, I was interrupted by you just now, and the person disappeared."

Seeing her a little depressed, Luo Fengtang smiled gently, and gently rubbed the top of her hair.

"There are a lot of people with similar stature in the world, just forget it if you can't find them, don't worry about it."

Yang Ruoqing thought about it, and felt that what he said was also reasonable.

The customer looks like him, and the stall owner also looks like Wu Dalang.

It's just that Wu Dalang sells cooking cakes, while the stall owner sells Liangpi.

"Tang Yazi, I actually have other ideas."

"What do you think?"

He twisted a sour plum in her hand and put it in his mouth to taste it.

almost...

It's really sour, how can my daughter-in-law bear it?

Seeing his sour look, Yang Ruoqing almost laughed out loud.

She suppressed a smile and stuffed another candied fruit into his mouth.

Luo Fengtang got better now.

"My daughter-in-law still loves me."

"You, just interrupt me."

Luo Fengtang chewed the candied fruit, squinted his eyes with a smile: "Okay, okay, my wife said, I won't interrupt."

(End of this chapter)