Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 8241 Overjoyed
"Father, you have carried the pressure for Xiao An. Xiao An and Lian Er know it well. You are our good father. I will squeeze my shoulders and back for my good father!"

At times like this, the 30-year-old Yang Ruoqing resorted to all sorts of tricks, dressed in colorful clothes to entertain her relatives, or acted coquettishly with her father to please her like she did when she was a child.

No, as a daughter's slave, Yang Huazhong was very well served by his daughter, all the embarrassment and uneasiness before were all dissipated in the daughter's smile.

Yes, as long as the children are happy, it doesn't matter if he bears a little pressure.worth it!

As for the old father, go back and prepare a pot of wine and two bowls of food, and then go to the old father's house to have a heart-to-heart talk with him and say something nice.

It is necessary to let the children live happily without burden and pressure, and the mood of the old father cannot be ignored.

When a person reaches this age, there are seniors and juniors, so try to take care of both sides. As for yourself in the middle, you should work harder.

Because Yang Huazhong had just recovered from the cold, it was not suitable to sit in the main room for three or nine nights. After discussing things, he was sent back to the backyard by Yang Ruoqing to rest in the side room.

And Luo Fengtang and Xiao An also came back.

I don't know what Luo Fengtang persuaded Xiao An. When Xiao An came back, the previous stubbornness subsided a lot. When he came up, he asked Yang Ruoqing where Yang Huazhong was. It seemed that he had reorganized his language and wanted to communicate with Yang Huazhong again. .

Yang Ruoqing attributed all this to Luo Fengtang's contribution. She first gave Luo Fengtang a complimenting look at Xiao An, and then said to Xiao An: "Father has gone back to the house to rest. He has just recovered, so he shouldn't suffer from the cold."

Xiao An nodded, a trace of shame and worry flashed across her eyes.

"Don't worry, dad's room is very warm, everything will be fine." Yang Ruoqing immediately comforted her younger brother.

She pulled Xiaoan aside, and whispered to him for a while.

"Really?" Xiao An was overjoyed, breathing with excitement.

"Sister can still lie to you?" Yang Ruoqing lightly thumped his arm.

Good guy, this arm is well practiced, strong enough, and her boyfriend is full of strength, Lian'er is very lucky.

"Our father is supporting you under the pressure of our father and the eyes of the villagers. You better pay attention when you go in and talk to our father later, don't just say something without making sense Stuff the neck."

Yang Ruoqing deliberately patted her younger brother's arms a few more times to remind him.

Well, she took advantage of it, took advantage of her own brother.

Fortunately, this idiot brother was so excited that he didn't notice his sister's dark thoughts at all.

But the brother-in-law Luo Fengtang at the side understood her body language, and his brows frowned almost imperceptibly, quite helplessly.

I don't know if my brother-in-law is serious or not, but this elder sister is definitely not serious, she is messy, and I will see how I 'clean up' her later!

At night, looking for an opportunity, Xiao An came to He Lian'er's room.

He Lian'er was sitting under the lamp doing needlework, and there was an oil lamp on the table in front of her, which was slightly dim.

Especially when Xiao An's tall and burly figure came in, the wind brought in blew the lights on the table, and once the lights swayed and cast his figure on the wall, the room became darker and darker.

He Lian'er raised her head, saw the person coming, she was startled, surprise and embarrassment appeared in her eyes.

"Brother An, you, why haven't you slept yet?"

She grabbed the half-made shoes and stood up. Under the light, her face was flushed, as if she had drunk a few ounces of wine.

Gentleness appeared in Xiao An's eyes, he pressed his beating heart, and said to He Lian'er: "I just came from my parents' house, and I saw your house was still lit, so I came to have a look."

He wouldn't tell her even if he was killed. In fact, he had already left his parents' room, and he went back to his own room first.

Unable to fall asleep, uneasy to sit, looked back and forth at her room across the window several times.

Tell yourself time and time again, you are not married yet, it is best not to go to her room this big night.

I kept thinking that way over and over in my mind, but my feet entered the room by accident.

By the time I realized it, I had already pushed the door and walked in, even saving the step of knocking on the door...

"With such a dim light, don't do needlework, or you will burn your eyes." Xiao An asked again, pointing to the light on the table.

"Oh," He Lian'er nodded slightly, feeling sweet in her heart.

She explained again: "The shoe in my hand is only a few stitches short, and I don't want to drag it. I usually go to sleep directly at night."

"Even if we have to catch up with work, we should light up a few more lights. Our family does not lack that little money for gas."

Xiaoan also said that such a tall and heroic man usually speaks like thunder when facing the soldiers below on the training ground, but now in front of He Lianer, if his soft voice can be heard by the soldiers in the military department , [-]% is anecdotal.

He Lian'er's heart became sweeter, because Brother Xiao'an began to care about her in these details.

"Brother Xiaoan, sit down, I'll pour you tea."

She put down her shoes and picked up the teacup on the table to pour tea.

"no need……"

Xiao An stretched out her hand to stop it, and happened to touch He Lian'er's hand.

His hands are big and rough, every joint is thick and strong, hard and warm.

Her hands are white and tender, small and exquisite, and soft, with a slight coolness.

The hands of the two touched each other, and a strange electric current flowed through their bodies in an instant.

The tea bowl in He Lian'er's hand almost fell off the table, but Xiao An quickly caught it.

"I'm sorry, I, I wasn't sure." He Lian'er's heart was beating like a drum, and she didn't dare to look at Xiao An.

Xiao An also blushed, and put the tea bowl back far away, pretending to be calm and said: "It's okay, if you fall, you will fall, but it's just a tea bowl, as long as your hands are fine."

amount……

Helian clasped his hands and fingers together, lowered his eyes to stare at the toes of his shoes, and felt that the temperature in the room had suddenly risen a lot, making it hot and dry.

She felt Xiao An looking at him.

She was secretly happy, but also became more and more nervous. She didn't know how long she had been waiting for this scene, and it had appeared several times in her dreams.

When staying alone in Yang's house, she would often come to clean Xiaoan's house under the pretext of staying in his house for a while.

Sitting on the bed where he slept, touching the table where he drank tea, gently wiping his bow and arrow hanging on the wall, recalling the scene when he grew up in this room, his breath is everywhere .

But at this moment, he was standing in front of him, sizing her up without hesitation. She could clearly feel that his gaze on her was getting hotter and hotter.

He seemed to be suppressing something, restraining something, which made her look forward to, excited her, and made her more nervous, so much so that the palms of her hands were sweating.

(End of this chapter)