Chapter 236 The Silly Tangyaozi (Third Update)
“Tangyaozi, I’m standing here, and you’re standing on the rock opposite me, and then we both reach out to each other... ..." Yang Ruoqing explained carefully.
Luo Fengtang did as Yang Ruoqing asked and walked to the spot where Widow Liu slid down.
Then, the original scene reappeared...
With the distance of one meter wide and the shape of the stone under their feet, both of them stood very carefully.
Under such circumstances, both people tried their best to lean towards each other and reach out their hands.
Luo Fengtang's fingers barely grasped Yang Ruoqing's hand.
Yang Ruoqing turned to Muzichuan and said, "Did you see clearly? From my position, I can't push your mother into the water."
"I pushed her, and I pushed her into the water." I can't even stand," she said.
Mu Zichuan is not stupid, but also very smart.
He understood it when Yang Ruoqing and Luo Fengtang demonstrated it to him.
The distance between these two stones meant that Qing'er couldn't push them.
Besides, Luo Fengtang is tall and his arms are longer than his mother’s. Even so, he can barely hold Qing’er’s hand.
In other words, Qing'er and Mom's hands just didn't touch each other at all!
“Mom, let’s go home, you need to change your clothes!”
Mu Zichuan supported Widow Liu and turned to leave.
He was stopped by Luo Fengtang again.
Luo Fengtang had already jumped down from the stone and came over to help Yang Ruoqing down.
"Muzichuan, Qing'er was kind enough to help your mother, but you framed him like this. Are you going to leave like this?"
Luo Fengtang stared at Muzichuan, with a flash in his eyes. The sharp edge of death.
Mu Zichuan stopped, but before she could say anything, Widow Liu became unhappy.
She put her hands on her hips and scolded Luo Fengtang back: "You bastard, you are so anxious to stand up for the fat girl, what does it have to do with you?"
"Everyone in the village said you two had an affair. , Ha, it seems to be true..."
"Mom!"
Mu Zichuan shouted at Widow Liu.
Widow Liu was stunned for a moment, and then her face turned pale with anger.
"Why are you yelling at me?"
"Mom, can you just calm down for a while?" Mu Zichuan pleaded in a deep voice, his handsome face livid with pain.
Widow Liu shut her mouth angrily and gouged out Yang Ruoqing and Luo Fengtang with her eye knife.
Mu Zichuan left Widow Liu behind, turned around and took a few steps closer to Yang Ruoqing.
He looked at Yang Ruoqing with a complicated expression and said in a deep voice: "Qing'er, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have questioned you like that!"
"When my mother is settled in my home, I will come to apologize to you. !”
Yang Ruoqing waved her hands indifferently: “There’s no need to apologize!”
Hearing this, Mu Zichuan's eyes lit up and he said a little excitedly: "Qing'er, so you forgive me?"
Yang Ruoqing said indifferently: "I don't care. , there is no talk of forgiveness, go back and persuade your mother not to do this crappy trick again!”
Mu Zichuan: "...".
The Mu family mother and son walked away in embarrassment.
Here, Yang Ruoqing exhaled a breath of turbid air and shook her head.
Aunt Dayun’s worries seem to be accurate.
If you see Widow Liu from afar in the future, you must take a detour!
"Qing'er, have you finished washing the sheets?"
Luo Fengtang's voice brought her back to her thoughts.
She turned around and nodded to him: "It's washed!"
"Well, let's go back then!"
Luo Fengtang said, lifting the hand at her feet tub.
The two of them walked side by side on the way back to Lao Luo's house, ignoring the pointing directions of the women behind them.
"Tangyaozi, it's a good thing that you arrived today just to talk. Otherwise, I would have jumped into the Yellow River and couldn't even wash it off."
On the way, Yang Ruoqing said to Luo Fengtang with a bitter smile.
Luo Fengtang smiled slightly: "The pure will become clear, and the turbid will become turbid. It's no big deal!"
Yang Ruoqing nodded.
This is the truth, but how many people in this world have their own judgment? Most of them follow what others say.
I originally thought that a scholar like Mu Zichuan should have the ability to distinguish right from wrong.
However, he did not think deeply, and he did not even go to inspect the location and distance between the two stones.
I just listened to the one-sided remarks of Widow Liu and the washerwoman, so I came to question it!
Yang Ruoqing was a little disappointed.
Luo Fengtang walked beside Yang Ruoqing and secretly took a look at her.
I saw her with her head down, kicking the pebbles on the road nonchalantly as she walked without making a sound.
He was a little worried.
"Qing'er, this is a misunderstanding, don't take it seriously."
He had no experience coaxing girls and seemed a bit clumsy.
"Besides, Mu Zichuan also apologized to you!" he said.
Yang Ruoqing nodded, raised her head and gave him a sweet smile.
"Tangyazi, don't worry, I, Yang Ruoqing, am not a glass-hearted person!"
"That's good!" he said.
"Hehe, thank you so much for supporting me today!" she said again.
The icing on the cake is not as good as giving timely assistance.
When he was at a disadvantage, his unconditional trust was far better than Mu Zichuan's thousand-word apology!
Luo Fengtang felt a little embarrassed when Yang Ruoqing thanked her in front of her.
He freed up a hand and scratched his head, "Hey, I'm telling the truth!"
"Hehe, this matter has changed. We won't mention it anymore. Go home and dry the sheets!" she urged.
“Hmm!”
……
The two entered the yard one after another. Blacksmith Luo had returned and was tying loose hair in the yard.
It turns out that Blacksmith Luo was not at home earlier and had gone to the woods to gather firewood, Yang Ruoqing thought to herself.
"Uncle Luo!"
She entered the yard and greeted Blacksmith Luo abruptly.
Blacksmith Luo raised his head and saw the two of them coming in together. Luo Fengtang was still holding a wooden basin in his hand.
Blacksmith Luo understood immediately.
He smiled kindly at Yang Ruoqing: "Girl Qing, I have to trouble you to help us wash the sheets. Are you tired? Sit down and have a sip of tea?"
Before Blacksmith Luo finished speaking, Luo Fengtang had put down the wooden basin in his hand and turned to go to the main room to pour tea for Yang Ruoqing.
Grabbed by her.
"I'm not thirsty, go find a rope, and let's hurry up and dry the sheets." She said.
“Yeah!”
Luo Fengtang turned around and went back to the house, and after a while, he took out a bundle of ropes.
The two people worked together and planned to tie one end of the rope to the old locust tree in the yard, and the other end to the old maple tree outside the yard.
Luo Fengtang wrapped the rope around his waist, hugged the tree with both arms, and kicked off his legs.
Click rub rub...
In the blink of an eye he climbed to the top of the tree.
That agility made Yang Ruoqing, an agent, unable to help but want to praise him.
"Qing'er, where to tie me?"
He asked from the treetop.
Yang Ruoqing stood under the tree, standing on tiptoes and raising her head, pointing to the place on the edge: "It's tied there... Yes, yes, at that height!"
At With the cooperation of the two people, the rope was quickly tied.
Yang Ruoqing stepped on a stool and dried the sheets on the rope.
Luo Fengtang is on this side of the sheets, and Yang Ruoqing is on the other side of the sheets.
(End of this chapter)