Chapter 175 The Feeling of Falling in Love (Second Update)
Sun smiled softly: “It doesn’t matter whether the shoes are good-looking or not, the main thing is that they have to fit your feet and make them comfortable on the road!”
Yang Ruoqing smiled Xi said: "If it has heels and looks good, it would be even more perfect!"
Sun nodded: "But there are not many perfect things in the world!"
" "Yeah." Yang Ruoqing nodded in agreement.
Mrs. Sun continued: "Wearing shoes is just like us women choosing a man when we get married. We can't just look at the person's appearance and family background, but also look at a person's character and sincerity. Qing'er, don't you think so?" "
"Well, mother is right, a good person is better than anything else!"
Yang Ruoqing was still admiring the shoes in her hand with great interest, not doubting the hidden meaning in Sun's words! The mystery.
But Sun was secretly happy with the result of this temptation.
"Qing'er, then hurry up and send the shoes to Tangyazi."
"Don't worry, I'll wash the pots and dishes before going."
"I'm going to eat cakes this morning, two bowls, and I'll wash them when Hui Niang cooks lunch."
< br>"Then I'll feed the pigs and chickens before going back!"
“Haha, as soon as I got up early, I cooked pig food and fed it to them!”
“Oh, mother, you did everything and didn’t even leave any for me! "Yang Ruoqing pouted and acted coquettishly like Mrs. Sun.
Sun hugged Yang Ruoqing and smiled happily.
"My Qing'er's hair is getting better and better, black and shiny, and feels smooth to the touch!"
Sun stroked Yang Ruoqing's hair and praised it sincerely.
Yang Ruoqing was secretly proud, that was necessary!
She had all the dry, yellow and split ends of her hair cut off.
Now she washes her hair every three days.
Although there are no such good shampoos and conditioners, in this era, hair grows naturally and will not be damaged by perming, dyeing or blowing.
Wash it with clean water every now and then, and your hair will naturally get better.
When it comes to hair, Yang Ruoqing almost forgot something.
“Mom, I have something for you!”
She turned around and came to the bed, stuck her butt out, and opened up the treasure trove where she had hidden her money.
"Mom, I bought this for you when I went to town last time. I forgot to take it out. I just remembered it."
She handed the thing in her hand to Sun with a smile.
Ms. Sun was surprised for a moment, looked down at the flowers in her hand, and was so shocked that she couldn't even close her mouth!
"Hey, are these flowers tied with silk and satin? Isn't it too expensive?" Ms. Sun asked.
"It's not expensive, just eat a few meat buns and it's enough."
Yang Ruoqing squinted her eyes and smiled. She was embarrassed to say that it was a gift from Luo Fengtang. Then her mother would have to ask a lot of questions. .
"Mom, I bought two. Yours is plainer, and mine is pink."
This flower tied with silk has a pattern of intertwined blue and white. , like blue and white porcelain.
Simple and elegant, low-key but not exaggerated, yet elegant.
She fell in love with this one at a glance at the stall at the gate of Wa City.
I think it suits Sun’s age and temperament very well!
"Mom, do you like this flower?" Yang Ruoqing asked.
It is a woman's nature to love beauty, and a long-lost light flashed in Sun's eyes.
"How can you not like such a beautiful flower? It's just that it's too expensive..." Mrs. Sun said.
"Hey, it's fine if Mom likes it. Qing'er, put it on Mom!"
"It's better to keep it in the cupboard. You are all so old, and I, a mother, still wear flowers, When I walked out, people saw the joke..."
"Oh, isn't this a flower only worn by people of your age? What are you afraid of? Who dares to laugh at you? Tell me, I will support my mother!"
Yang Ruoqing giggled and picked up the flower. Hua'er stood up on tiptoes and put it on the side of Sun's head.
Sun’s whole person seemed to have a little more color when she wore a flower.
"Qing'er, how are you? Isn't Niang Daihua ugly?"
Sun couldn't see herself, she was a little anxious and a little embarrassed, and a light pink appeared on her cheeks.
Yang Ruoqing’s eyes widened. When my mother was young, she must have been a beautiful girl!
Yang Huazhong is not ugly either. As the daughter of this couple, Yang Ruoqing has absolute confidence in her future appearance!
"Oh, I just said I wouldn't wear it, and I was laughed to death..."
Ms. Sun didn't wait for her daughter's response, she was really anxious.
Raising her hand to pick off the flowers, Yang Ruoqing stopped her.
"Mom, you look so beautiful wearing flowers! If you don't believe it, ask my dad!"
Yang Ruoqing pushed and pushed Sun to Yang Huazhong's bed.
Yang Huazhong was sitting on the bed with his coat wrapped around his head, busy weaving the thatch in his hands.
With the movement of his dexterous fingers, small and cute cricket cages popped out.
"Dad, take a look at my mother. Doesn't she look good?"
The sound of footsteps came along with a silver bell-like laughter.
The man raised his eyes and saw his wife being pushed to him by her daughter.
The wife turned sideways, not daring to look at him. The shy look surprised the man.
"Qing'er, what's wrong?" He asked with a dull look on his face.
Yang Ruoqing pursed her lips towards Mrs. Sun's head: "Dad, tell me quickly, does my mother look good wearing flowers?"
The man then saw a flower on his wife's hair. The blue flowers stood there quietly.
It complements the woman's slightly red cheeks.
The shy look of the woman made him feel like he was back in the past...
"Beautiful, so pretty..."
The man murmured, unable to take his eyes away again.
The cricket cage in his hand fell to the ground without noticing.
"Mom, do you believe it now?"
Yang Ruoqing said, "I sent shoes to Tang Yazi!"
She covered her mouth and snickered, turned around and ran out of the house, closing the door behind her.
"Sister, why do you close the door in broad daylight?"
Daan and Xiaoan came out of the kitchen after eating and drinking.
Seeing her like this, Xiao An tilted his head and asked.
"I want to go in and get the slingshot!"
"Xiao An, I'll get the slingshot later. Don't go in now!" Yang Ruoqing said.
This is a rare opportunity to give this couple a world for two, allowing them to relive the beautiful memories of the past.
If Xiao An is allowed in, wouldn’t that disrupt the situation?
Absolutely not!
"Why?" Xiao An didn't understand and was still asking.
“Shh!”
Yang Ruoqing made a silent gesture toward Xiao An.
Xiao An still didn’t understand, but he covered his mouth and kept silent.
Daan on the side also looked puzzled. He quietly slipped under the window and peeked in a few times.
Then, Da'an stepped back and said to Xiao'an: "Let's go, I'll take you outside first to see which tree has the biggest bird's nest, and then we'll come home to get the slingshot!"
"Yeah, yeah. !”
Daan took Xiaoan away, and Daan turned to look at Yang Ruoqing.
I saw Yang Ruoqing raising her hand and giving him a thumbs up.
Daan slightly raised his lips, and a hint of bright color flashed across his bright and beautiful eyes.
He withdrew his gaze and pulled Xiao An out of the yard.
On Yang Ruoqing's side, she exhaled lightly.
(End of this chapter)