Chapter 399 I like to convince others with virtue (second update)
Victory and defeat are clear!
In the backyard dining hall.
Yang Ruolan lowered her head, holding the handkerchief under her nose, as if sobbing softly.
Mr. Yang was smiling at Mr. Sun.
"Three younger brothers and sisters, we are biological sisters-in-law, and the two daughters are biological sisters."
"This is a competition, and it will be over after everyone laughs. You don't need to be punished seriously for your mistakes, don't you think?" ”
Mr. Yang was talking nice words to Mrs. Sun there.
Sun stood there, looking embarrassed.
“Third younger brother and sister, Qing Yatou is a filial daughter, and she listens to you the most.”
"Tell her about it, okay?" Yang asked again.
Sun’s brows furrowed together.
If Qing'er loses and pleads for mercy like this, will the second sister-in-law relent?
Sun asked herself in her heart.
The answer is no.
In the afternoon in the backyard, I also begged like this.
I begged the two girls not to compete.
But who listened?
Sun took her arm out of Yang's fingers and stood away.
"Second sister-in-law, this is a matter for the children, let the children solve it by themselves."
Sun said calmly.
Ms. Yang was so angry that she secretly gritted her teeth, and the smile on her face disappeared.
She turned around and asked Tan for help.
Tan glanced at Yang and Yang Ruolan with a look that hated iron.
I snorted in my nose: "I'm getting older, don't bother me with the children's troubles!"
Yang blushed and returned to Yang Ruolan's side.
"Lan'er, if it doesn't work out, why don't you just say something soft to Girl Qing?"
Ms. Yang tugged on Yang Ruolan's sleeve and whispered.
How much is face worth compared with unknown punishment?
Yang Ruolan was still immersed in the shock of failure.
She couldn't believe it in her dreams, with her own selection of tenderloin, exclusive cooking techniques, and the help of the restaurant's secret seasoning package...
The fat girl is just two pieces of fat sausage.
A few heads of ginger and garlic, a broken potato and half a lotus root?
Why can she win?
What are those people’s mouths made of?
Could it be that they have lost their sense of taste and grew up eating Si?
Or do you just like to eat those cheap ingredients?
"Lan'er, don't be stubborn, just be patient, otherwise you will suffer a loss!"
Ms. Yang lowered her voice and pulled down Yang Ruolan's sleeve.
Yang Ruolan pushed Yang away.
"You are shameless and want to be a low-key kid. I can't do that!"
Yang Ruolan growled at Ms. Yang in a high-pitched voice.
The facial features are a bit ferocious, which is completely different from the soft and weak one before.
The women who had not dispersed in the dining hall were all stunned.
Everyone doesn’t know Yang Ruolan like this.
Yang Ruolan put down Yang, who was a little dazed by her drink, and turned around.
glaring at Yang Ruoqing: "You fat girl, I'm willing to admit defeat. If I want to kill or chop you, let me go!"
Yang Ruoqing was sitting on a stool, still leaning forward and looking lazy. A proud look.
Hearing Yang Ruolan's words, she smiled.
“Want to kill or chop into pieces? I am timid, sister Laner, please don’t scare me!”
She stretched and stood up.
“It’s a competition, family ties come first, competition comes second.”
“I really don’t care about winning or losing, but since Sister Laner doesn’t want to be a person who breaks her promise, my sister will definitely make it happen. You."
"What's the punishment? I have to think about it..."
Yang Ruoqing pinched her chin, looking thoughtful...
Yang was very nervous and looked at Yang Ruoqing with fear.
Yang Ruolan also broke out in a cold sweat on her palms.
The women watching the excitement on the side were also very curious. Soon, Yang Ruoqing spoke up again.
“Hit, scold, kneel down, etc., forget it, I am a civilized person, and I like to persuade others with virtue most.”
Yang Ruoqing said, looking at Yang Ruolan.
"Da'an has become obsessed with painting recently. He can paint whatever flowers, birds, insects and fish he catches."
"Sister Lan'er is so outstanding, even prettier than flowers, so why not give Daan a model? , let Daan practice his painting skills!"
She snapped her fingers, and Daan immediately ran into the dining hall with the paper and a piece of fruit charcoal.
Yang Ruoqing touched Daan's head and warned him seriously.
"Da'an, Sister Lan'er promised to let you draw her. This is a rare opportunity. You have to draw it carefully!"
Da'an nodded vigorously and smiled shyly at Yang Ruolan who looked surprised.
"Thank you so much, Sister Lan'er. I will definitely paint Sister Lan'er as a fairy!"
No beating or punishment, and Yang Ruolan is regarded as the original form of beauty to paint...
This kind of 'punishment' is really elegant!
Yang breathed a sigh of relief.
Yang Ruolan also secretly got lucky.
The women who were watching all cast admiring glances at Yang Ruoqing.
Rumors say that Qing girl is fierce, fierce and unreasonable.
It seems like this girl is doing things in a measured way!
On the other hand, the mother and daughter of the second wife are petty and poisonous, and they are not easy to get along with!
Over there, Yang Ruolan, under the guidance of Yang Ruoqing, has already posed.
"Sister Lan'er, don't sit down. When you stand up, you will look slimmer, longer and better looking!"
"Sister Lan'er, hold your temple with this hand and turn your head to the side. Go over there and look at the words on the wall over there Wooden pile... Hey, yes, yes, that's it, Sister Lan'er is really smart as ice and snow, she can get it right with just a few clicks..."
After some fiddling, Yang Ruoqing gave Yang Ruolan a headache, a forty-five-degree angle The sad shape of looking up at the roof beams.
Here, Daan is holding a drawing paper and frowning.
"Why don't you draw?" Yang Ruoqing asked.
Da'an made a profound look, shook his head and said: "Sister Lan'er has no decorations on her hands, which makes her look a bit monotonous, and the painting doesn't look good..."
"That's simple. Ah!" Yang Ruoqing said.
Turn around and pick up a teapot on the table and put it into Yang Ruolan's other hand.
The teapot is filled with tea. Although the handle is not hot, it feels heavy and uncomfortable.
Yang Ruolan looked reluctant and wanted to push it away.
Da'an said excitedly: "This is the posture. Sister Laner, please don't move. I'm going to start painting..."
Yang Ruolan froze in place.
Sad and having a headache, I was holding a teapot and looking up at the roof beams at a 45-degree angle...
The women in the room found it very strange and came over to watch Daan paint.
Xiao Zhengtai blinked a pair of beautiful eyes: "Ladies and gentlemen, please don't be distracted when I am painting. When I finish the painting, can I give it to everyone for viewing?"
Very good A lethal look.
Humble and courteous words.
Kill all the women in the room instantly.
The Huang family's sister-in-law nodded quickly: "Good boy, you should paint carefully. The aunts will go to the kitchen next door to clean up the dishes. We will come back to see the painting later!"
The Huang family's sister-in-law waved the women away.
Before leaving, he did not forget to tell Yang Ruolan over there: "Girl Lan, just stand still and don't move..."
Yang Ruolan frowned and thought about these women in her heart. His family members all expressed their condolences.
Tan stood up and glanced at Yang, "What are you doing standing here? Why don't you go to the front yard to clean the main room?"
Yang left in despair.
Before leaving, Tan glanced at the two granddaughters here again.
He was standing there holding a teapot, so stupid.
The other one is leaning on a stool, with his hands in his sleeves and his eyes squinting in concentration.
Tan twitched the corner of her mouth.
Everything is understood.
Lan Yatou is good-looking, but she doesn’t have enough brains!
Fight with Qing Yatou?
Hmph, if you eat this and spit it out again, there won’t be any bones left!
Tan went back to the house to take stock of the gift money collected this time.
In the dining hall, only the Yang Ruoqing siblings, Yang Ruolan, and a few children brought over by the women were left.
The children were laughing and imitating Yang Ruolan's posture.
(End of this chapter)