Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 7234
"Tang Yazi, the person who bought Liangpi earlier looks too similar to you,"

"It's so similar that I thought it was you."

"But I think it's impossible for two unrelated people to be so similar in this world, so I have an idea..."

"Qing'er, don't you think that man might be my father?"

"what?"

"My father, who looks like a turtle with a shrunken head and has no responsibility at all, is he?" Luo Fengtang asked again.

Yang Ruoqing smiled dryly, wanting to raise her head to caress his cold face.

"Hey, my Tang Yazi is so smart, she guessed what I wanted to say right away."

"It's just that when you say your father, can you not add so many titles in front of it?"

Luo Fengtang frowned, but did not avoid her hand.

Because his anger could never be directed at his wife.

Moreover, no matter when and where, no matter what mood he is in, he likes his wife to touch his face or other parts of his body like this.

There was something magical about her hand to him, something that calmed his mind.

He sighed, his face was not as dark as before.

"I'm telling the truth, he is really disdainful."

Yang Ruoqing knew that she couldn't get entangled with him on this topic, otherwise it would be fruitless until tomorrow.

"What if that man is really your father?" She brought the question back to this point.

Luo Fengtang sneered, "As long as he doesn't provoke my mother again, and doesn't show up in front of my mother, what else will he do?"

Yang Ruoqing didn't think so, "But Mother is just looking forward to him coming to provoke her, and looking forward to meeting him."

Luo Fengtang originally wanted to refute, 'How is that possible! '

But seeing Yang Ruoqing's serious, not joking eyes, Luo Fengtang fell silent.

He punched the wall next to him, his chest heaving.

Yang Ruoqing came from behind and grabbed his shoulders, hugging him.

"I understand your thoughts, and my mother actually understands too."

"But you don't understand what mother is thinking, or maybe you are pretending not to understand."

Luo Fengtang remained silent.

Yang Ruoqing put her hand on his chest, and guessed by feeling his heartbeat frequency that he should have listened to these words.

"It's right for us to treat our mother well."

"But what method to use depends on what our mother wants."

"It's not that what we think is good, it must be suitable for mother,"

"So, on this matter, we have agreed before that we should turn a blind eye to it, so it is not just talking, we have to do it."

"Like what you did at the dinner table this evening, you won't want to do that again, okay?"

After another moment of silence, Luo Fengtang took her hand and rubbed it gently in his palm.

"it is good!"

After a moment of silence, he suddenly asked her again: "Qing'er, in your hometown a long time ago, were there any irresponsible men like my father?"

Yang Ruoqing was a little happy when he heard him ask about the afterlife.

"Of course there is. It doesn't matter what era, as long as there are men and women, there will be those naughty things."

Some men don't just abandon their wives, kill them and hide them in the freezer, or flush them down the toilet...

All kinds of cruel methods have been used, cheating money, sex and life, destroying humanity!
In comparison, Tang Yazi's father and father are really nothing, even, a bit like the bitter hero in Qiong Yao's drama, the kind who tortured to death.

Luo Fengtang suddenly asked again: "So, in your place, do you have any name for that kind of man?"

Yang Ruoqing was stunned, he was referring to the long list of titles given to his own father earlier, right?
"Of course there is, we collectively call that kind of man 'scumbag'!"

Scumbag?

Luo Fengtang savored this new word carefully, nodded and said: "It's very appropriate, my father is really scum."

"I've decided, I have to be happy when I come out to relax, and I won't worry about that scumbag anymore!"

Yang Ruoqing finally breathed a sigh of relief, walked around to him, hugged him and raised her head and asked, "I just ate a few mouthfuls of supper, are you hungry now?"

He shook his head: "Not hungry."

She pursed her lips and smiled, "Don't be brave, how can you not be hungry?"

Then he let go of his hand: "You wait, I'll get you something to eat."

Luo Fengtang took her hand again: "I really don't need it, don't make me busy and go to rest."

Yang Ruoqing smiled, "I eat a lot at night, you let me go downstairs and take a few steps, so I can sleep better at night."

"Then I'll go with you."

He was worried about letting her go downstairs alone, even though there were guards guarding her in the dark.

But if she slipped and slipped on the stairs, the guards would not be able to take care of her at any time.

"If you don't want to come, I will fix it myself, and I will give you a surprise later."

Luo Fengtang had no choice but to stop.

"That's fine, don't make it too complicated, the simpler the better."

"Don't worry, I have arrangements." Yang Ruoqing winked at him and left with a smile.

Hearing her brisk steps disappear into the aisle, Luo Fengtang's mood also became a little bit happier.

Most men will marry wives and have children. A wife is not only a physical union, but also a spiritual communication.

It is the person around you who knows the cold and the hot. The hot and cold is not only your basic necessities, but also your thoughts.

In this world, there is always someone who can connect with you, share with you, and help you share.

He found that person, and it was her, the soul mate.

Yang Ruoqing gave the innkeeper the money, and the ingredients for the pots and stoves in the backyard, and the innkeeper personally provided them for her use, as long as this noble and generous female guest was happy.

So, Yang Ruoqing washed her hands, and made a love dinner for Luo Fengtang herself.

While making glutinous rice flour, from the corner of the eye, I suddenly saw a bowl in the corner of the stove, and a pungent spicy smell emanated from the bowl.

In addition to the spicy millet and chili oil, there are also the smells of sesame oil, shredded cucumber, and peanuts.

Thinking of something suddenly, Yang Ruoqing stopped what she was doing and walked towards the bowl.

The bowl is the one in the inn, and there is a small half bowl of red oil in it. There are white sesame seeds floating on the red oil, and the few ingredients that she smelled earlier can be faintly seen underneath.

At this time, a guy in the kitchen came to clean up the bowl.

Yang Ruoqing hurriedly asked the waiter, "Brother, who left this bowl of Liangpi?"

Perhaps it was because Yang Ruoqing was standing under the light, her eyes sparkled when she asked.

From the point of view of work, it can be understood that the female guest has eaten something in his bowl.

"Ma'am, this bowl of Liangpi is left over from other people's food. If you want to eat it, you can sell it at the street stalls when you go out."

The clerk also saw this female guest giving money to the shopkeeper earlier, that was a big deal.

If this female guest is really greedy, I can go and run errands for her, which will definitely be beneficial.

Yang Ruoqing herself owns a restaurant, how can she not see the little calculations this guy has in mind?
Immediately, he took out a handful of copper coins and put them on the pot table.

"I'm not greedy for this, I just want to know who bought this bowl of Liangpi!"

(End of this chapter)