Chapter 3496 Who is the murderer
"It's okay. I can cook him some food after I finish cleaning up. I guess he may not be able to eat it now." Yang Ruoqing said.
Wang Cuilian had no choice but to follow Yang Ruoqing, "Then I will go to the old house to feed the pigs and chickens."
Yang Ruoqing nodded. From the Chinese New Year this year until now, the uncle and the aunt are living in Here at the new house.
At first, it was because of the Chinese New Year, so everyone lived together. Then she went to Jianye to find Chen'er. It was not appropriate for Tuoba Xian to take Dazhi and the baby to the new house.
So the couple continued to live here and helped take care of the children.
Later Yang Ruoqing came back with Chen'er. In order to get closer to their grandson who had been separated for seven years, Blacksmith Luo and his wife were reluctant to move back to their old house.
A few days ago, Blacksmith Luo proposed to simply wait until the Dragon Boat Festival was over before moving back.
Yang Ruoqing must have tried to persuade them to stay, but Blacksmith Luo insisted on moving back to his old house.
His reason is still the same as before. Now that he can run and jump, he can live alone and everyone will be comfortable.
When they get old, sick, unable to walk, or sick in bed, they can live together so that Yang Ruoqing and the others can take care of them.
Therefore, Yang Ruoqing did not force herself and respected her elders’ ideas.
In the backyard, Yang Ruoqing tidied up the dishes and chopsticks. Guessing that it was almost time, she grabbed two handfuls of wheat flour, punched one in, and sprinkled a spoonful of chopped green onion foam. , then put oil in the pan and spread it into a thin scallion egg pancake.
Put the lean meat and vegetables together and stir-fry them, then use two chopsticks to wrap them in the egg pancake, then cut them in half from the middle with a knife, put them on a small plate and brought them to Dazhi Nawu .
The door was closed, and there was no sound inside.
Yang Ruoqing was surprised. Could it be that the child fell asleep while doing his homework?
"Zhi'er, are you in the house?" Yang Ruoqing raised her hand and gently knocked on the door.
In the room, there was suddenly the sound of drawers being pulled and stools being moved.
Not asleep? Are you doing homework?
Yang Ruoqing thought to herself, "Zhi'er, mother, come in!"
After saying that, she opened the door and entered the house.
At first glance, I saw Dazhi sitting behind the desk. The desk in front of him was empty. The brush was placed directly on the table, with ink splashing on the table.
A pair of small hands were holding the edge of the table, seemingly about to stand up, but Yang Ruoqing had already come in, and his face turned red.
However, the small schoolbag was left on the bed and was not opened at all.
With just one glance, Yang Ruoqing felt a little confused.
This child didn’t even open his schoolbag, so what was he writing here before? Ink splattered everywhere.
"Mom, you, why are you here?"
Dazhi stood up and looked at Yang Ruoqing, his eyes flickering and his words stuttered.
"Zhi'er, what's wrong with you? Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere, son?" Yang Ruoqing asked worriedly, then put down the plate and wanted to reach out and touch Dazhi's forehead.
However, he ducked his head and took two steps back.
Yang Ruoqing felt nothing, and was even more surprised. What was wrong with this child?
When we came back from school, we were still talking and laughing. Why did we seem to be so raw after a late dinner?
Is it possible that the smell of preserved eggs made the child lose his temper?
Thinking of this, Yang Ruoqing smiled tenderly, took back her hand, pointed at the scallion egg pancake on the plate and said to Dazhi: "Zhi'er, you didn't eat a few bites at night, you will be hungry later at night."< br>
"Mom has baked your favorite scallion and egg pancake for you. There is meat filling in it. Come over and eat it while it's hot."
Dazhi's eyes fell on the pancake on the plate on the table, and his eyes were obviously exposed. A glimmer of light.
He nodded slightly, "Well, okay."
But he still stood still. "Why don't you eat?" Yang Ruoqing asked again, wondering why this child is acting weird?
Dazhi pursed his lips and said: "Mom, go and do your work first. I will take the plate to the kitchen after I finish eating."
Yang Ruoqing smiled and said: "No need to give it away, just wait until the mother brings the bath water and take it away."
Yang Ruoqing left the house and thoughtfully took it away. The door was closed.
As the child grows older, he probably has his own secrets, right?
Okay, be a mother who respects her child's privacy. If anything happens and the child needs her help, he should ask her for help.
Yang Ruoqing thought firmly and came to the front yard.
Halfway through, I heard Luo Baobao’s angry voice coming from the front, as if he was scolding someone.
But Chen'er's voice was not heard.
Yang Ruoqing felt nervous and quickly walked forward.
I saw Luo Baobao standing there on the edge of the rockery in front of me, with an angry look on his face, hands on his hips, and gnashing his teeth.
Chen'er, on the other hand, squatted beside Luo Baobao, lowered his head, and seemed to be tinkering with something with his hands.
"What's wrong with you?" Yang Ruoqing asked from a distance and quickly came to them.
Seeing Yang Ruoqing coming over, Luo Baobao quickly ran towards Yang Ruoqing, grabbed Yang Ruoqing's hand and said anxiously and angrily: "Mom, Maoqiu's leg was beaten by someone, and he is limping when he walks. I don’t know who the bad guy is. He bullied Maoqiu and made me mad!”
Hearing this, Yang Ruoqing also hurriedly came to Chen’er.
"Chen'er, how is the fur ball?" Yang Ruoqing looked at the fur ball that Chen'er was playing with and asked.
Chen'er said without raising his head: "I guess he was kicked by someone and rolled down from a high place. The skin of this hind leg was bruised, so it was a bit in the way when walking."
"I It has just been bandaged, and it shouldn’t be a big problem after two days of rest.”
Hearing Chen’er’s words, Yang Ruoqing breathed a sigh of relief.
To be honest, Maoqiu has only been at home for a short period of time, so her feelings for Maoqiu cannot be said to be deep.
And the puppy is so cute.
But it is my daughter’s treasure. Yang Ruoqing loves the house and crows, so naturally she has to pay some attention to the fur ball.
Next to him, although he heard his brother say that Maoqiu was fine, Baby Luo was still angry.
"Mom, I must find the bad guy who kicked the fur ball. It's so abominable. He kicked such a cute puppy so cruelly. He is such a big bad guy!" Baby Luo said angrily.
Yang Ruoqing touched the soft top of Baby Luo's hair and said, "The furball didn't even let it go outside to play. It was running around in the yard at home all day long."
"At home. There's no way anyone would be willing to kick it. It's probably because it accidentally fell down the steps."
"Impossible, Maoqiu can't be that stupid." Luo Baobao defended.
Yang Ruoqing smiled and said nothing.
Chen'er stood up and said, "Mom is right. Maybe he dropped the hairball himself. This guy is greedy. His favorite thing every time he goes back to my house is to dig through the trash can."
< br>"It thought there was something delicious in the trash can, and several times it fell into the trash can with itself."
Chen'er's words worked, and Baby Luo no longer groaned angrily. Heng was clamoring to find the murderer for Maoqiu.
He turned around and squatted in front of Furball, raised his hand to tease Furball, and Furball stuck out his tongue to lick Baby Luo's delicate fingers, rolling around on the grass.
This silly and cute look immediately made Baby Luo laugh, and the previous unhappiness was forgotten.
(End of this chapter)