Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 8281

Seeing that it was Yang Ruoqing, he hummed vaguely as if to say hello to her, and then returned to the bathroom.

Yang Ruoqing went straight to the standing closet by the wall, opened the closet door and found a set of clothes for Luo Fengtang to put next to the bed, and then came to the bathroom.

At this time, he had finished washing, went to the toilet and buried his head with his back to her, sorting out something with his hands.

Yang Ruoqing pursed her lips and snickered, and turned sideways.

It suddenly occurred to my mind that I had watched a certain movie in the Young and Dangerous series before, Hong Xing’s double-bonus red stick, who was carrying the handle in Causeway Bay. Sometimes I have to lend a hand...

When they were young, Ekin Cheng and Gigi Lai were handsome and beautiful, and they were together. Even the scenes like helping niaonia are so interesting that people will still remember them for many years after watching them.

Luo Fengtang is not inferior to Ekin Cheng no matter in figure or appearance.

The temperament is even more stern, majestic, and noble from the bottom of his bones.

Yang Ruoqing accidentally turned her head and saw herself in the bronze mirror, oh my god, where did this nympho escape?

The look in his eyes is like a wolf and a tiger, which is really scary.

Luo Fengtang had already tidied up his clothes, and returned here to wash his hands.

Seeing her blowing her beard and staring at herself in the bronze mirror as if making a face, he couldn't help laughing.

"What is this playing?" he asked.

Yang Ruoqing's eyes shifted from the nymphomaniac in the mirror to Luo Fengtang, and said, "I'm condemning the other self in the mirror with my eyes."

"Oh?" Luo Fengtang raised his eyebrows, followed by looking at her in the bronze mirror, and asked, "Why do you want to condemn?"

Yang Ruoqing looked angry, "Because she's a hooligan, a nympho, and even peeped at her man, Niaonia."

Luo Fengtang didn't fully understand at first.

When Mingai came over, what did she mean, and what happened before without his knowledge, he couldn't laugh or cry.

Rubbing the top of her hair again, "What a fool!"

"I am all yours. If you want to see it, you can see it openly. There is no need to hide." He continued.

"Hey hey~"

Yang Ruoqing couldn't describe her embarrassment, she could only utter this single syllable to relieve the scene of social death.

He clasped the back of her head and leaned over to meet her gaze. His scorching gaze was like flames, scorching her all over.

"So, I want to take a bath now, how about inviting you to stay and watch?"

"Hey!"

Yang Ruoqing was really stimulated by his provocative tone, she directly opened his hand and escaped from his shackles, and what was even more terrible, she even sang like a Beijing opera.

She jumped out of the bathroom door like a lost rabbit, turned around, and saw him supporting the dressing table with both hands, stretching his slender legs crossed at will, looking at her with a smile on his face, admiring her This distressed look.

"Luo Fengtang, I'm a rascal, and you're even more rascal. We're nothing but a fool." She said with a blushing face.

Luo Fengtang's sword eyebrows were slightly raised, his face was innocent, his Adam's apple was rolling up and down, this damn charm was really unstoppable.

Yang Ruoqing went directly to help him close the door of the bathroom, and said viciously, "Take a shower quickly, and go back to bed to catch up on sleep after the shower. You are not allowed to go anywhere this morning!"

His hearty and joyful laughter sounded from the other side of the door, and there was another sentence: "Obey, my wife!"

This morning, Luo Fengtang really didn't go anywhere, he ate a few mouthfuls of breakfast and then went to bed and went back to sleep.

With several layers of curtains down, even if Yang Ruoqing and Wang Cuilian were there to feed the two boys with goat milk, they wouldn't be embarrassed by each other.

As for Zheng Xiaoqin, she came over after noon, and Luo Fengtang must have woken up by then.

……

After taking care of the children, Yang Ruoqing and Wang Cuilian carried them to the main room in the front yard to warm up and play.

Blacksmith Luo was in the yard repairing his boats, fishing nets and so on. Taking advantage of the bright sun, he hung the fishing nets on the long bamboo poles in the yard to dry.

Wang Cuilian poked her head, came back and said to Yang Ruoqing, "Fortunately, it's a very cold day, and we couldn't find any flies or mosquitoes, otherwise if those fishing nets were dried in the yard, flies and mosquitoes from ten miles and eight villages would have to smell them. "

Yang Ruoqing laughed when she heard it: "Auntie can follow uncle, he doesn't have many hobbies, it's rare that he likes to tidy up those things."

If the fishing net is broken, you can buy a new one.

But Blacksmith Luo was reluctant and insisted on mending it by himself, and the boat was the same, the thief cherished his things.

This virtue of diligence and frugality is based on the hardships suffered in the early years, so it is engraved into the genes, and it will always be prepared for danger in times of peace, adhering to the principle of not wasting what can be used.

The mother-in-law and daughter-in-law walked back and forth with the child in the main room, and after a while they carried the child to the window and the door to look at the sky.

At this time, blacksmith Luo, who was sitting in the corner mending fishing nets and driving nails around the small fishing boat, would whistle towards Tuanyuanyuan to attract the children's attention, teasing the children from a distance away them.

As for the two babies, they were also attracted by the sound of the small hammer in Blacksmith Luo's hand, and they both opened their eyes wide to find the source of the sound.

Especially the younger brother Yuanyuan, who was still exerting great effort when watching all this, the tender hands hidden in the sleeves of the little padded jacket were tightly clenched into small fists, and when he saw the excitement, he even waved his little arms twice.

Wang Cuilian was overjoyed, and said, "Yes, Yuanyuan will learn blacksmithing from Grandpa when she grows up."

Yang Ruoqing also laughed and said, "Our family has successors."

Wang Cuilian said again: "Let's forget it. Yuanyuan wants to study, practice martial arts, and be a promising person. We can't learn blacksmithing."

Yang Ruoqing pursed her lips and smiled, "Three hundred and sixty-five-hundred-thousand-thousand-skilled-for-the-scholar, there's nothing wrong with blacksmithing..."

As she spoke, she winked at Wang Cuilian.

But Wang Cuilian didn't notice.

Still teasing Yuanyuan, telling Yuanyuan to learn from Brother Chen'er and Brother Dazhi in the future, to be a promising person, to have both civil and military skills...

Then, Luo Blacksmith here blew his beard and stared at Wang Cuilian, "Look at what you said? What's wrong with blacksmithing? Is it shameful to blacksmith or is it shorter than a human?"

"Yuanyuan's old man, I was the one who was brought up by blacksmithing, and I still look down on blacksmiths, hehe! Don't listen to your grandma's nonsense, Yuanyuan's good grandson, if you don't hit the iron, your strength will be ruined!"

Wang Cuilian saw Luo Tiejiang refusing to herself in a serious manner, and then realized that what she said before accidentally made this 'old boy' lively.

Wang Cuilian couldn't laugh or cry, she explained to Luo Tiejiang while walking around with Yuanyuan in her arms.

Yang Ruoqing smoothed things over, of course, Blacksmith Luo didn't really lose his temper, and the yard was filled with joy.

In the yard of Yang Huazhong's house across the wall, Yang Huazhong's surprise voice suddenly came: "Feng'er? Fuwa? Oh, mother, come quickly, Da'an and the others are back!"

(End of this chapter)