Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Really angry

"When they grow up in the future, maybe they won't have any contact with each other anymore. At that time, the good things that can be recalled are the present time."

"People are doomed to be lonely in the end, and the older they get, the more lonely they become, so while they don't have to hide anything now, let's do our best to help them as elders!"

Luo Fengtang still had a gloomy face, although there were some conflicts in his heart, he still didn't want to compromise with Tuobaxian's words.

Seeing this, Yang Ruoqing gave Tuobaxian a secret wink.

Tuobaxian understood, raised her hand and gently placed it on Luo Fengtang's shoulder, "Mother has no other intentions, she just wants to make her granddaughter happier, and doesn't want to stop her little friend. You should think about it carefully!"

Tuobaxian went back to the yard to get some things, Yang Ruoqing took Luo Fengtang's arm and sat down beside the corridor.

In early summer, the yard is lush with trees and trees.

A breeze blows, refreshing.

But when such a black-faced Duke Bao is sitting beside him, even if he is happy, it will be greatly reduced.

"Tang Yazi, don't be dark-faced. I understand your feelings, but your mother's words do make sense."

Luo Fengtang looked sideways at Yang Ruoqing.

Yang Ruoqing went on to say: "Not to mention anything else, just take the construction of the camp and the recruitment of female soldiers as examples. Our daughter is full of a sense of accomplishment and a desire to talk."

"She definitely wanted to talk to her little friend in her heart. The letter paper is too short to write clearly,"

"I can imagine the excitement she felt when she took Jingling to visit the camp. As long as our daughter is happy, we are happy to facilitate it, aren't we?"

"You used to be very open-minded when encountering problems. You were the one who advised me most of the time. Why did you care about every detail with a child in Jingling this time? This is not like your style, General Luo!"

Luo Fengtang lowered his eyes, thinking quietly.

"Everything else is easy to talk about, except for my daughter, I really can't open my heart, and I have lost the general's bearing." He said in a muffled voice.

"Qing'er, if I say that kid Jingling will definitely like our daughter when he grows up in the future, what do you think?"

"Ah? That's for the future..."

"I'll ask you what you think!"

"I...it's hard to say, it depends on what kind of man Jing Ling will be when he grows up." She said.

The light in the eyes flowed, and the imagination unfolded.

"If he's a man like Big Brother Zuo, with both talent and appearance, upright outlook, and responsibility, I'd be very happy to see them together."

Luo Fengtang was a little irritable, "But I don't like it, even if he grows up like Brother Zuo, I don't want to accept it!"

"Why? Did Big Brother Zuo offend you? We are in-laws with Zuo's family, we are rightly related!" she said.

Luo Fengtang shook his head, "If Jing Ling was someone else's child, I might not be so resistant to him getting close to my daughter when he grows up. It is because he is the son of Big Brother Zuo that I mind."

"Because Big Brother Zuo had such a heart for you back then, we all know it well."

Yang Ruoqing was overjoyed, "My God, it's all about the Year of the Monkey, why do you care about it?"

"Besides, Big Brother Zuo has principles and knows how to restrain himself. He has never revealed anything to us. It's all your guess."

"It's not conjecture, you don't understand Qing'er, but I understand as a man."

"Brother Zuo looks at you the same way I look at you, and Mu Zichuan..."

"Tang Yazi, please don't talk about that, okay? We are old couples, and I'm pregnant with one, don't give me goosebumps!"

Luo Fengtang smiled wryly, "Okay, I won't say. But I just care about Jingling being the son of Brother Zuo, and I don't want the two children to get closer!"

Yang Ruoqing knew that he was being stubborn again.

"I'm dizzy, Jing Ling was not born to Brother Zuo and I, and they are not half-siblings, why do you care so much?" she said.

This is just a joke.

However, Luo Fengtang's complexion did not soften because of this joke, on the contrary, it became even more serious.

There is a bit of dignity in the gloom.

"Qing'er, do you know? About Jing Ling's life experience..."

"Tang Yazi, don't talk to me with this expression, I swear, Jingling was really not born by me..."

Yang Ruoqing really didn't score twice as a joke, but was really frightened by his suddenly serious expression.

But Luo Fengtang grabbed her hand and said in a deep voice: "Don't talk nonsense, of course I know it wasn't born by you."

Yang Ruoqing breathed a sigh of relief, and then gave him another look.

What is this called!

It's as if she and Zuo Junmo really have an affair, but it's just not enough to have a baby, and she will go crazy if she talks nonsense!
"But Jing Ling's life experience, I have checked, and it still has something to do with you."

"Ah? Are you too idle to check that? Wait, what are you talking about? Is it related to me? What is it related to?"

Luo Fengtang stared at a crabapple flower outside the veranda, and narrowed his eyes slightly, "I didn't check it on purpose, but I happened to be dealing with a matter and passed by the Suzhou and Hangzhou area, so I checked it by chance."

"Huh? What's the situation?" Yang Ruoqing stopped joking and asked as she sat upright.

She still remembered that Zuo Junmo brought Jing Ling to the Luo family for the first time a few years ago.

At that time Jing Lingxu was only seven years old.

At first glance, she recognized that this child must be related to Zuo Junmo, because the appearance and temperament were so similar, it was almost carved out of the same mold.

As a result, it was really his own flesh and blood.

At that time, she had inquired about Jing Ling's biological mother out of curiosity.

Zuo Junmo was vague, and only said that the other party was a woman from Suzhou and Hangzhou, a fisherman's daughter.

From his ambiguous words at the time, it can be guessed that the two should have a dewy marriage. Later, the woman was pregnant with a child, and the latter woman died of illness and entrusted the child to him...

In short, she is an infatuated woman and a poor child.

"Brother Zuo went there back then, whether it was a spring breeze or a good-looking woman, these are not important." Luo Fengtang then whispered in her ear.

"But what I found out about Jing Ling's biological mother, that is, the fisherman's daughter, her appearance is [-]% similar to yours."

"Similar to me?" Yang Ruoqing was surprised.

"People are dead, are you right?" He asked again.

Luo Fengtang shook his head, "Even if a person is dead, as long as you have the heart to investigate, you can always find something that was closed before you were alive."

"I've seen the picture scroll of that woman. At first glance, I thought it was you, but she is not as tall as you, and the charm between her eyebrows and eyes is not as good as your aura..."

"However, it's enough to make people mistake her for you under the dim lights and intoxicated, and imagine a relationship..."

"Okay, okay, Tang Yazi, stop talking, I don't want to hear the rest."

Yang Ruoqing stood up abruptly, covered her ears with her hands, walked away a few steps with her brows furrowed.

Seeing that she was really upset, Luo Fengtang was a little flustered.

Even more annoyed.

What's wrong with me?Didn't you make up your mind not to tell her these things, and don't want to add trouble to her?
It seems that today is really out of control!Talking wildly, really damn it!
(End of this chapter)