Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 9141

Changping Village, Luo Family.

It was already late at night, everyone dispersed one after another, even Sun and Wang Cuilian were sent back to rest.

Tuantuan was taken to sleep in her own room by Wang Cuilian. Tonight, Yang Ruoqing specially left Yuanyuan to take care of her.

She washed Yuanyuan clean, fed him well, hugged him in her arms and hummed a lullaby to lull him to sleep.

When Yuanyuan curled up in his arms and fell asleep, Yang Ruoqing couldn't help but look at the child's wrist, ankle, and the slightly damaged corner of the mouth again...

Heart like a knife!
Thinking of He Laoliu stuffing the stinky sock into Yuanyuan's mouth.

He Laoliu bound Yuanyuan's hands and feet with cloth strips.

Yuanyuan crawled wildly on the speeding mule cart, and finally climbed to the point where...

Every time she thinks about it, Yang Ruoqing feels that her heart is going to throb violently, with fear, endless fear.

I dare not imagine what will happen if the child gets tired of grasping, or fails to grasp it firmly, falls from under the car to the ground, and is run over by the wheels again?

Or what happens if the child falls to the ground and hits his head?

What will happen if the child drags his injured body, lies in the middle of the road, and cries in fear in the dark night, causing wild dogs or other wild animals nearby?

Yang Ruoqing shook her head vigorously, not daring to think about it, all she could think of was the most terrifying things, all of which she could not bear!

She couldn't help but leaned down and kissed Yuanyuan's sleeping face again and again.

I am grateful for the pity of God, and thank my ancestors for their blessings, so that her baby can be returned to Zhao without any danger.

That night, Yang Ruoqing slept with Yuanyuan in her arms, she slept very badly, it was just a nightmare...

The shadow of despair and helplessness that Chen'er was stolen haunted the whole night.

Even though Chen'er has been found now, and has grown into a handsome young man with both civil and military skills, a young general who stands alone, Yang Ruoqing is still very unreal sometimes.

I always feel that the child has not been found, and all this is just deceiving myself, making up a dream that I don't want to wake up.

Therefore, she has to write a letter home to Chen'er every month.

Maybe Chen'er also noticed her unreliable feeling, so every time he received a letter from home, no matter how busy he was, he would reply immediately.

During the holidays, on Yang Ruoqing's birthday, or other family members' birthdays, Chen'er would send someone to deliver presents back.

Holding the real gift in her hand, the familiar handwriting came into view, that kind of realism could soothe Yang Ruoqing's uneasiness.

But tonight, the shadow of losing Chen'er has not completely dissipated, and she almost lost Yuanyuan again.

If she really lost Yuanyuan, Yang Ruoqing didn't even have the time to think about how she should explain to Luo Fengtang, she probably wouldn't be able to survive.

At the age of 16, she fought back the grief of losing her son.

At 32 years old, she really doesn't have the strength to bear it again...

Moreover, if she loses her child again this time, she will not forgive herself in this life, and she can only be freed by killing herself, or it can be said to be an escape...

Fortunately, fortunately, there was no danger!

When the sky was slightly bright, Wang Cuilian and Mrs. Sun came to the dormitory together again.

"How is it? Did Yuanyuan sleep well last night? There was no noise, right?" Sun asked Yang Ruoqing in a low voice.

Yang Ruoqing also told them in a low voice: "Fortunately, I didn't cry a lot, maybe I was tired from crying and I was still sleeping deeply."

Sun and Wang Cuilian nodded, their eyes filled with pain and fear.

Wang Cuilian said: "I was worried that my baby would get sick if she was frightened..."

Yang Ruoqing said: "According to reason... no way!"

This night has passed, everything is okay, probably not.

Mrs. Sun looked at Yang Ruoqing, and said worriedly: "Qing'er, did you not get much sleep last night? You look so ugly."

Wang Cuilian's attention also fell on Yang Ruoqing, really!

"Qing'er, are you sick?" She asked, and at the same time raised her hand to touch Yang Ruoqing's forehead.

Fortunately, the forehead is not hot.

Yang Ruoqing smiled slightly and said, "I'm fine, as long as Yuanyuan comes back safely."

The two elders in front of them nodded.

At this moment, footsteps came from outside the small courtyard again, and it was Zheng Xiaoqin and Jiang Xianjun who came over.

Zheng Xiaoqin stayed here for a long time last night before returning, her eyes were red from crying, and she blamed herself too much.

Old Jiangtou also blamed himself so badly that he wanted to kneel down and kowtow to Yang Ruoqing to make amends...

The result was of course stopped by the crowd.

Because this matter, after all, was done by Jiang's mother and He Laoliu, and it has nothing to do with Lao Jiangtou.

But Old Jiangtou thinks that he did not take good care of the children so that Mother Jiang could take advantage of it, so he is also guilty.

No, Zheng Xiaoqin was holding Lan Lan in his arms, while Jiang Xianjun was holding Old Jiang's head in his hands. "Xiaoqin, this is..." Yang Ruoqing looked at the Jiang family, a little surprised.

Last night, Old Jiangtou had already made a serious confession here, and so did Jiang Xianjun.

This time Tianma Maliang came again, do you still want to continue to confess?

Zheng Xiaoqin said in a hoarse voice: "Sister Qing'er, did Yuanyuan sleep well last night? You didn't wake up in the night, did you?"

Yang Ruoqing shook her head, "It's okay."

Zheng Xiaoqin nodded and repeated a few words, 'Bodhisattva bless Bodhisattva bless! '

Yang Ruoqing's eyes fell on Old Jiangtou, who was supported by Jiang Xianjun. When he walked, his back was hunched, trembling, his face was haggard and ashamed.

If it wasn't for Jiang Xianjun's support, he might not be able to stand still.

Even so, he still tremblingly came to Yang Ruoqing, and just opened his mouth, tears were already streaming down his face.

Yang Ruoqing frowned.

To be honest, this time it was a great luck to get Yuanyuan back. If Yuanyuan didn't get back this time, or she fell something...

Mother Jiang and He Laoliu must die, there is no doubt about it.

She would never accept the apology from Old Jiangtou and Jiang Xianjun.

In this world, it is estimated that no mother can be generous enough to accept such an apology, because what is lost is not her clothes, shoes and socks, but her own child!
"Qing'er, I know it's meaningless to say anything about this matter. The important thing is that the baby is happy and safe." Old Jiang said while taking out a thing wrapped in a handkerchief from his arms and stuffing it into it. Yang Ruoqing's hand.

"This is my coffin book. Don't give up on the doll's surprise!"

Yang Ruoqing pinched the handkerchief in her hand with a complicated expression.

"Master Jiang, let me tell you that,"

"Yuanyuan came back safely. I won't pursue your share in this matter. You are also unintentional. Moreover, at your age, you have told me a lot of apologies from last night to today. I know you I don’t want that to happen either.”

"So, if you take your coffin back, I won't accept it, and if the child comes back, there's no need to accept it."

"In other words, if the child doesn't come back, even if you go bankrupt to make compensation, you won't be able to make compensation, so you get the money back."

(End of this chapter)