Chapter 647 is the first one (first update)
Looking at his brooding look, he has been reluctant to express his position.
Old Uncle Geng looked a little surprised.
Isn’t Master Zuo the most warm-hearted?
Why did Miss Yang say so much, but the village owner didn’t agree?
Luo Fengtang also had a trace of confusion in his eyes.
The big gift from Qing'er obviously made Master Zuo very happy.
Why is it that now...
Compared with the doubts of Old Uncle Geng and Luo Fengtang, Yang Ruoqing was very relieved.
The owner of Zuo Village is kind-hearted and willing to help the villagers.
Farming tools and so on are all given away for free.
To put it bluntly, these are just small favors to Master Zuo.
He is not stupid.
With the Zuo family in his hands, the family is great and the business is great.
It is enough to show that he is not only a craftsman obsessed with carpentry, but also a successful businessman.
When it comes to the family's great interests, he will definitely have his own considerations.
After all, she was not asking him for a stool or chair.
But begged him to help her fight against Mr. Li.
He is hesitant, hesitant, and has his own weighing, and she can understand it.
"Master Zuo, in addition to this keel waterwheel, I also have some opinions of my own on other furniture items, which may be a reference for the owner..."
She threw out the bait again.
Zuo Junmo slowly raised his eyes, his deep gaze falling on Yang Ruoqing.
This little girl is very smart.
I didn’t beg anymore, but increased the bargaining chip. Ha, it’s kind of interesting.
His long, well-jointed fingers tapped the drawing paper in his hand.
Looking at her, he smiled and said: "I can help you stop this matter."
"Listen to my advice, if you can't have a deadly feud with Li Wencai, don't do it. He is far more than It’s so simple as you see!”
On the way back from Zuo Zhuang’s house, Yang Ruoqing felt a little heavy.
Zhuo Zuo’s words were not too clear, but she understood them.
There must be a bigger force behind Rich Man Li of Lijiazhuang.
That power makes Zuo Zhuangzhu weigh it.
After returning to the house and closing the door, Luo Fengtang raised his hand and gently pressed her shoulder.
"Don't be afraid, Qing'er. When the soldiers come, we will cover up the water and the earth. Let's deal with the matters in the fields first."
"We are not afraid of what will happen in the future. We have other opportunities. You believe me!" he said solemnly.
Yang Ruoqing raised her head and looked at him with a firm look on his face.
My heart was moved.
No matter whether he is the magistrate of Zou County or the owner of Zuo Village.
To put it bluntly, the relationship between these people and her is an exchange of interests.
From beginning to end, the only person in front of her was the one who stayed by her side without any hesitation, no care, no consideration, no weighing.
We share joys and sorrows, share adversities!
"With you here, I won't be afraid of anything that gets in my way!" She said in a clear voice.
Luo Fengtang nodded, stretched out his hand to pull her into his arms, and held her tightly.
As long as he lives, he will protect her.
Whoever dares to bully her, the King of Heaven, he will also dare to kill!
The two rubbed their ears and temples together for a while, and then reluctantly let go of each other.
"Are you tired from drawing today? Take a rest early." He warned.
She smiled and nodded.
"Zhuo Zhuo invited us to stay here for two more days. Tomorrow, we will take out half of the gifts in the carriage and give them to Old Uncle Geng and the others," she said.
Zuo Junmo got the drawing of the keel waterwheel tonight, and he is afraid that he will start to build it at night.
He asked her to stay with Tang Yazi for a few more days, probably because he wanted to wait for the keel car to be built and then let her check it.
Luo Fengtang knew exactly what Yang Ruoqing was thinking.
He said: "Well, then stay for two more days, and I will get some gifts when I get back."...
In Zuo Junmo's house, The lights were on all night.
The sound of saws and axes also rang all night...
The next day, when Yang Ruoqing got up early to help Uncle Geng and his wife cook breakfast, Luo Fengtang had already filled the water tank.
The yard has been swept and the firewood has been chopped.
When the old couple saw Luo Fengtang being so diligent, they were so happy that they couldn't open their mouths from ear to ear.
He kept praising him to Yang Ruoqing.
Zuo Junmo was very efficient in doing things. Two days later, he sent someone over to ask Yang Ruoqing to come over.
When we passed, it happened to be afternoon, and Luo Fengtang accompanied old Uncle Geng to the mountains behind the village to cut firewood.
Yang Ruoqing passed by herself.
In Zuo’s yard, she saw an old woman with all white hair feeding chickens.
There was a person dressed as a maid accompanying me. She wanted to feed her several times, but the old woman refused to let her go.
“I’m not allowed to do any work, and I have to die of suffocation!”
The old woman smiled.
The maid had no choice but to follow him with her hands lowered.
The old woman was surprised when she saw the long-term worker leading Yang Ruoqing into her yard.
The maid next to her whispered a few words into the old woman's ear, and the old woman suddenly understood.
The appraising gaze fell on Yang Ruoqing who was walking over.
Yang Ruoqing also saw the old woman feeding the chickens. Her face was kind and kind.
Looking at his age, he is almost the same as Mr. Tan.
Tan's hair has just turned gray, but the old woman in front of her has silver hair.
Zuo Zhuangzhu’s mother?
The one who is rumored to be so worried about Master Zuo’s marriage that his head turned gray all night long?
As soon as this thought came to his mind, the long-term worker leading the way stopped and made an introduction.
"Miss Yang, this is our old lady."
Yang Ruoqing hurriedly stepped forward, met the appraising gaze of Mrs. Zuo, and performed the courtesy of a junior towards an elder in a graceful manner. .
"Junior Yang Ruoqing, say hello to the old lady."
The old lady Zuo smiled and nodded: "Good boy, are you the guest invited by my family Jun Mo? Come and invite me in the house. .”
The old lady then asked the maid next to her: "Where is Jun Mo? Where is Jun Mo?"
The maid said: "It's in the carpentry room in the backyard."
The old lady hurriedly said to The long-term worker said: "Then take Miss Yang to the carpentry room quickly."
The long-term worker made a gesture of invitation to Yang Ruoqing.
Yang Ruoqing nodded, smiled at Mrs. Zuo again, turned around and followed Chang Gong into the house.
Here, Mrs. Zuo no longer cares about feeding the chickens, and follows Yang Ruoqing's back with her eyes.
"Yangliu has a slim waist, Mopan Ner, well, this girl is not bad, a prosperous husband, good at giving birth..."
Old Mrs. Zuo murmured.
The maid next to her burst into laughter.
Mrs. Zuo glared at the maid: "Why are you laughing? I'm not wrong. This girl looks good, and Jun Mo really looks like a couple!"
The maid stopped laughing and looked helpless.
“Old madam, I have heard you say this no less than ten times.”
“You have said it to all the girls in Zuojiazhuang one by one. !" The maid was speechless.
Mrs. Zuo defended: "I'm in a hurry, Jun Mo is already twenty-one, and there's still no news about the marriage!"
"Hey, do you think it's strange or not? Jun Mo has never recruited girls into his family before, but this girl Yang is the first one..."
Mrs. Zuo became excited when she thought of this.
It was as if he had been injected with chicken blood. He could no longer stand and threw the remaining rice husks to the chickens and ducks.
Turn around and walk happily towards the house.
(End of this chapter)