Chapter 138 Asking for trouble
Yang Ruolan asked for trouble, her face was burning.
At this moment, someone laughed "Puff~" on a stone next to him.
Yang Ruolan looked up in shock and saw Yang Ruoqing looking over here with a smile.
Beside him, Mu Zichuan, who had been watching his nose and heart, suddenly raised his head.
He looked straight at Yang Ruoqing over there, a flash of light flashing in his eyes.
Yang Ruolan was secretly surprised, and the little hands hidden under her sleeves subconsciously clenched into fists.
"Sister Qing'er, what's so funny? Tell me, and we can all laugh together, okay?" Yang Ruolan asked Yang Ruoqing softly.
Yang Ruoqing snorted, "You!"
"Me?"
"Yes, it's you!"
"What's wrong with me?" Yang Ruolan asked in surprise, subconsciously raising her hand to touch her face.
There is no dust on your face, right?
He gently tugged at the hem of his skirt.
Okay, okay, the skirt has no wrinkles!
"Sister Lan'er, please stop touching and pulling. I thought what you just said was funny!" Yang Ruoqing said loudly.
“Are my words funny?”
Yang Ruolan glanced at Mu Zichuan beside him.
Mu Zichuan was still staring straight at Yang Ruoqing.
Yang Ruolan was so angry that she secretly gritted her teeth, but her face was smiling more and more tenderly.
"Sister Qing'er, what my father and I said about brother Zichuan just now are not exaggerated! The county has indeed posted a list, and my brother Zichuan is at the top of the list. He is the first scholar in our Changping Village. He has done a great job for us. The village has won glory!"
Yang Ruolan paused for a moment, then asked Yang Ruoqing: "My sister thinks what I say is ridiculous. Could it be that in my heart, I feel that my brother Zichuan is not the same? If you don’t have real talent and learning, you can’t get it by taking advantage of others.”
Yang Ruoqing smiled and shook her head: “If you pass the exam, you will not get it by taking advantage of others.”
“Then! What does my sister mean? Could it be that... my sister regretted breaking off the engagement when she saw my brother Zichuan was admitted as a scholar, so now she has sour grapes?" Yang Ruolan asked again.
Yang Ruoqing waved her hand, "Sister Lan'er, don't make blind assumptions. We laugh at different points. I'm funny because I think your hot face is touching someone else's cold ass!"
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What?
Yang Ruolan’s eyebrows frowned slightly.
Yang Ruoqing's voice came next: "I've never seen a flatterer like you. Look, Mu Zichuan doesn't even pay attention to you. You and the second uncle are still flattering each other. Open your mouth and shut up. 'Brother Zichuan', is your surname Mu? or is his surname Yang?"
"I, I..."
Yang Ruolan was silenced by Yang Ruoqing.
Looking at Mu Zichuan again, his eyes were still chasing Yang Ruoqing.
The Lao Yang family members over there stared at her and her father with displeasure.
Yang Ruolan gritted her teeth, raised her white and soft little hands, and grabbed Mu Zichuan's sleeves.
"Brother Zichuan, please say something for me. Lan'er really admires you, but Qing'er is sarcastic and laughing at me in public. Brother Zichuan, only you can help me..."
Yang Ruolan played Chu Chu pitiful to the extreme, looking up at Mu Zichuan Qingjun's side face with a pair of eyes, feeling aggrieved as if she was about to cry at any time.
Mu Zichuan slowly turned his face sideways, and his eyes finally fell on Yang Ruolan's face.
The boy's eyes are bright and clear, like a clear spring.
Yang Ruolan couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, two blushes appeared on her cheeks.
Brother Zichuan, is he finally willing to look at me?
She shouted wildly in her heart, her heart beating wildly!
As long as she can attract his gaze, she is absolutely sure that she can stick to his eyes and make him unable to look away again!
So, Yang Ruolan secretly adjusted the focus of her eyes and the curve of her lips, trying to make herself bloom in front of him!
She felt him raise his hand and gently pinch her wrist. Her breath suddenly choked!
On the side, Widow Liu and Yang Hualin also saw this scene.
A trace of surprise flashed across Widow Liu’s eyes, while Yang Hualin was so excited that the muscles on his face twitched violently.
It’s great to have a daughter who knows how to do things!
If my daughter can marry Mu Zichuan, become a scholar's wife, and then Mu Zichuan wins the exam, and then wins the first prize, then his father-in-law can follow suit!
Okay, okay, Lan'er has the ability, keep trying! Here, Yang Ruoqing also tilted her head slightly.
From the angle where she sat, she could just see Muzichuan's side face.
The woman raised her head and looked affectionate.
The man lowered his eyes, gentle and caring.
He also squeezed her wrist.
At first glance, the golden boy and the beautiful girl are indeed a match!
However, Yang Ruoqing curled her lips secretly.
This guy, who usually pretends to be noble and polite, turns out to be sultry!
His skin is thicker than pigskin, and he squeezed Yang Ruolan's hand as soon as he came up. Do you really think that those who are resting are dead?
Dogs and men, if you want to show your affection, just die!
Yang Ruoqing frowned and planned to stand up and scold him.
At this moment, Mu Zichuan suddenly made a move.
He moved his hand from Yang Ruolan's wrist to his sleeve.
"Miss Yang, men and women are not intimate, so don't make things difficult for me!"
Then, he pulled the fabric out of Yang Ruolan's hand inch by inch.
Step aside and put some distance between you and Yang Ruolan.
Raising his hand to smooth the wrinkles that Yang Ruolan had picked out, Mu Zichuan did not hide the disgust on his face.
"Hahaha..."
Yang Ruoqing couldn't help it anymore and burst out laughing.
Several cousins from the old Yang family’s eldest house were also snickering there.
Yang Ruolan froze on the spot, her face flushed red, she wished she could find a crack in the ground to get drilled into!
After sitting aside and resting enough, Widow Liu watched another good show. She stood up in a happy mood and called to Mu Zichuan: "Zichuan, let's go and burn some cold clothes for your father. Tell him the good news about being a scholar!”
"Yes!"
Mu Zichuan responded respectfully and stretched out his hand to support Widow Liu.
But he couldn't help but glance towards Yang Ruoqing again.
The way Qing'er smiles is so beautiful, several times more beautiful than that pretentious Yang Ruolan!
Widow Liu found that her son's eyes were still looking towards Yang Ruoqing and she was unhappy.
He turned sideways to block Mu Zichuan's sight: "Let's go, let's go, the sun will set soon!"
"Yes!"
The mother and son were facing diagonally towards the mountainside. The woods were far away.
Here, Yang Ruolan was still staring at Yang Ruoqing, as if he wanted to pounce on her and bite her to death.
Yang Ruoqing was very satisfied with Yang Ruolan's expression.
I tell you to pretend to be weak and well-behaved. Look, when you are provoked, your true colors are revealed and your face becomes ferocious!
Deserved it!
"Fat Ya, where did I offend you? Are you laughing at me in front of Mu Zichuan like this?"
Yang Ruolan took a step forward, with an indignant look on her face, and shouted loudly Question Yang Ruoqing.
“You can’t write two words of Yang in one stroke. If you laugh at me like this in front of outsiders, it’s our old Yang family’s face that is in trouble. What good can you do to yourself?”
Hearing Yang Ruolan's stern question, Yang Ruoqing suppressed a smile, clapped her hands and jumped down from the stone.
Ignoring Sun's whispered words of comfort from the side, Yang Ruoqing raised her head and stared at Yang Ruolan with a sneer.
"You have the nerve to say that you can write two Yang characters in one stroke? You know clearly that Mu Zichuan and I have broken off our engagement, and that our two families are at odds, yet you still lure them in like crazy? Come here?" Yang Ruoqing asked.
(End of this chapter)