Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 95 Misty (one more)

Luo Fengtang was confused, but still followed Yang Ruoqing into the room.

The house is not big, but it is very clean and has a faint fragrance.

Luo Fengtang raised her eyes and looked around. There was a bed next to the wall, and the yellowed curtain fell down.

There is a table in front of the bed with a teapot and teacup on the table.

"Qing'er, whose house is this?" he asked.

Yang Ruoqing turned her head and glanced at him: "This is mine."

Luo Fengtang's face immediately turned red.

Qinger, why did you ask him to come to her boudoir?

Thinking about it in a mess, she suddenly heard a low cry from Yang Ruoqing, who had walked over to the bed and opened the tent.

Luo Fengtang hurried over and saw that inside the tent, Yang Ruoqing's younger brother Daan was lying on the bed sideways, with his arms behind his head.

"Yeah, you stinky boy, why are you hiding here?" Yang Ruoqing asked.

Daan was staring at the top of the tent in a daze, but when he heard Yang Ruoqing's question, he lifted his eyelids and glanced at her.

Just as he was about to say that he had walked for a while and was a little dizzy, he came to my sister's bed to lie down for a while.

Turning his eyes, seeing Luo Fengtang who was following closely, Da An frowned slightly.

Turning over, he said lazily, "I'm sleepy, I'll lie down for a while."

"It's almost time for dinner, no matter how sleepy you are, you have to eat before going to bed, get up!" Yang Ruoqing patted Daan's leg.

Daan does not move.

"Stinky boy, old lady can't call you anymore, can you? Get out of the way, I'll get something!"

Yang Ruoqing didn't know whether to laugh or cry, she raised her hand and patted Daan's butt!

"Snapped!"

Crisp and loud, Daan was stunned.

Rubbing it hot, Daan's fair face instantly turned red into a monkey butt!

He quickly got up from the bed, glared at Yang Ruoqing, said nothing, rubbed his hips, turned around and left the room.

Yang Ruoqing was startled.

Brat, what's going on tonight?Can't even joke?

"Qing'er, Da'an has grown up. If you beat him like this, he may feel that he has lost face and will be angry with you. Hurry up and coax him!"

Luo Fengtang said loudly, "It's all my fault, you shouldn't follow me!"

Yang Ruoqing came back to her senses and seemed to understand why Daan was so sensitive.

An eight-year-old boy, Daan is older than his peers.

Xu beat him by himself, but Luo Fengtang just saw him, so he was angry!

Yang Ruoqing smiled and shook her head. She was an orphan in her previous life and had no experience with siblings.

In the organization, mixed with her teammates, all men, everyone can make jokes, which makes her character more casual, and lacks the delicateness of her daughter's family.

Forget it, look back and find a chance to coax that stinky boy!

"It's nothing, let him go, wait a minute, I'll get you something."

Yang Ruoqing turned to Luo Fengtang.

"What is it?" Luo Fengtang asked.

"You'll find out later, come, sit down first."

Yang Ruoqing grabbed Luo Fengtang's arm and made him sit down beside the bed.

Then climbed into the bed, leaned over and rummaged inside the bed to find something...

Luo Fengtang sat on the edge of the bed, thinking that the sheet and quilt Qing'er was sleeping under was sitting under him, and he didn't know where to put his palms!

It's not on your lap, it's not hanging on your side, and it's not even when you lift it up!

"Haha, found it!"

Yang Ruoqing jumped back to the ground, holding a hard cloth board in her hand.

A whole piece, like an oversized pancake spread out.

"Qing'er, what is this?" Luo Fengtang asked.

"Tangyazi, take off your shoes and give them to me." She ordered.

The second monk Luo Fengtang was puzzled.

He blushed and said, "No, no? My shoes stink..."

"Oh, if you want to take it off, you can take it off. How can a man be so long-winded?" Yang Ruoqing glanced at him angrily, and said angrily.

Luo Fengtang bit, leaned over and took off the left shoe, knocked on the ground a few times, knocking off the dust inside, and then hesitantly handed it to Yang Ruoqing.

Yang Ruoqing took the shoe, I'll go, this smell... it's heavy!

Turning over the bottom of the shoe, I wanted to make a gesture on the pressed sole, and saw that the sole was dirty...

"Forget it, I'll do it myself!"

She mumbled, put down Luo Fengtang's shoes, and squatted down in front of him.

He raised his hand to hold Luo Fengtang's ankle, and pressed his big foot onto the sole cloth...

"Qing'er, what are you doing?"

He asked in a murmur, as if something in his chest was about to pop out of his throat.

Yang Ruoqing was focusing on the matter in her hand, ignoring Luo Fengtang's embarrassment, and said without raising her head, "Obviously, I'm measuring your feet!"

"What are you doing with that?"

"Obviously, I'll give you a pair of shoes!" Yang Ruoqing said casually.

Take shoes?

Fat girl said she wanted to give me shoes?

Luo Fengtang was stunned.

Until Yang Ruoqing took the size, handed him his original shabby shoe, put it on his foot, and walked out of the room, he still seemed to be stepping on cotton wool, one deep and one shallow. I don't know the fog!

In the kitchen room, Mrs. Sun was scalding the tableware with hot water, Xiao An was counting the chopsticks beside him, and Da An sat silently at the door of the kitchen.

When Yang Ruoqing walked into the kitchen, Mrs Sun raised her head and asked with a smile, "Qing'er, are you ready?"

Yang Ruoqing raised her eyebrows and smiled: "Qing'er goes out, make sure it's over!"

"That's good, it's time for dinner, come and serve the vegetables!" Mr. Sun said, picking up the cabbage and spinach on the stove and sending them to the next room.

Xiao An took a pair of chopsticks and followed behind.

Yang Ruoqing glanced at the door of the stove, "I heard that no matter how handsome a person frowns, they will become ugly!"

Daan snorted softly, his long eyelashes that were even more curled than a girl fell, and his toes stepped on a pine ball at the door of the stove.

"It doesn't matter, I don't rely on my face to eat!" he muttered.

Yang Ruoqing pouted: "Silly boy, what's going on tonight? It's like a little girl!"

Daan's brows furrowed, and he looked up at Yang Ruoqing.

The resentment in her eyes made Yang Ruoqing startled.

She suddenly smiled, walked to the door of the stove, and squatted down in front of Da An.

"Stinky boy, I know why you're so awkward. Why don't you just pat your butt in front of Tang Yazi? I'm your old sister, why pat your butt? You're not a tiger's butt!"

It's good that Yang Ruoqing didn't mention this, but when she mentioned it, Xiao Zhengtai's face turned red into a monkey's butt!

"Sister, thank you for being embarrassed to say that I'm your brother, but you patted my butt in front of outsiders, and I'm not a child. How can I have the face to walk in the village in the future?"

"What?"

Yang Ruoqing didn't know whether to laugh or cry, she raised her hand and pinched Daan's ear.

"Okay, you stinky brat, are you still arrogant to your sister and me? Who is crossing whom? I'll slap your ass? Who makes you unable to stand up?"

"Ouch, old lady, it hurts, it hurts..."

"Stinky boy, I'm only eight years old and I'm pretending to be old-fashioned with your old sister. Let me tell you, even if you are 80 years old, you are still my younger brother! As long as your old sister is alive, I can shoot your ass if I want to." Shoot, you know boo?"

"Sister, I'm afraid of you. It's my fault, my fault. Can you let it go first?"

Daan bared his teeth and grinned, such a ruthless old lady, her ears were about to be snapped off!

Hearing Daan admit defeat and beg for mercy, Yang Ruoqing smiled proudly and let go.

"Why don't you admit defeat early? Don't droop your face anymore, get up and help me serve the dishes!"

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