Chapter 3918 Begonia Flower Teasers
Although there is nothing between her and Muzichuan, even though Muzichuan also explained that this is a New Year's gift, even though Tangyazi has always been a generous and sensible person People, even if they knew it was from Mu Zichuan, wouldn't say anything.
Because several of Luo Baobao’s dolls were also given by Mu Zichuan.
Luo Fengtang will never stop these normal human exchanges, but
To judge others by oneself, if other young women other than the elders such as the mothers of both parties do it to Luo Fengtang bought a piece of clothing, or a new pair of shoes,
Even if there is no connection between them at all, as a wife, she would definitely feel uncomfortable seeing her man dangling in front of her wearing other women's clothes.
So, she took off the silk scarf without saying a word.
Luo Fengtang held her hand down.
"Silly Qing'er, you don't have to wrong yourself like this for me." He said.
“There is no need for this between you and me. I believe in my weight in your heart, so why can’t I get along with a silk scarf?”
He said, then took the silk scarf and prepared to tie it again for her.
Yang Ruoqing shook her head, "I don't want to tie it, I just don't want to tie it."
Luo Fengtang said: "No, then you won't go out all day today?"
Yang Ruoqing He said: "Then I won't go out. I'll go out again when tomorrow gets lighter, hehe."
Luo Fengtang was silent for a moment, then took Yang Ruoqing's hand and went straight to the desk, pressing hers Shoulders for her to sit down.
"What are you doing?" she asked curiously.
Luo Fengtang said: "Sit down obediently. You'll be fine in a while."
Yang Ruoqing sat down obediently.
Luo Fengtang said again: "Close your eyes again, and you will open them again when I ask you to open them later."
This time, Yang Ruoqing was really curious.
But just because I am curious, I am looking forward to it even more.
"Yes!" She nodded and closed her eyes.
Just as she closed it, suddenly she opened it again.
"Huh?" Luo Fengtang raised his eyebrows, his eyes questioning.
Yang Ruoqing smiled playfully and said: "I forgot to say my lines, I want to make up for them."
"What lines? Say it!" he said.
Yang Ruoqing raised her hand and patted her bulging chest and said, "General, just let your horse come over, but don't pity me just because I am a delicate flower!"
Luo Fengtang's head was covered with black lines.
Yang Ruoqing smiled happily, then sat upright and closed her eyes again.
Soon, she heard the sound of Luo Fengtang opening the drawer. After a rustling sound, Yang Ruoqing smelled the faint fragrance of flowers.
Then, there was a faint coolness on her neck, as if something was rubbing it. It was numb and a little itchy, which made her want to laugh.
Luo Fengtang said: "Just hold on for a while, and it will be fine soon."
"Slow work will produce careful work, I am not in a hurry." Yang Ruoqing said.
After a while, Yang Ruoqing heard Luo Fengtang say: "Okay, you can open it now."
Yang Ruoqing quickly opened her eyes and subconsciously raised her hand to touch her neck. , but was held down by Luo Fengtang.
"Go take a photo," he said.
"Okay!" Yang Ruoqing nodded, quickly stood up and couldn't wait to go to the bronze mirror, put her head in front of the bronze mirror, and turned her head to look at her neck.
“Wow!”
This time, she was really surprised by herself.
"Oh my God, my God!" she exclaimed, "Don't tell me, you just painted this crabapple flower?"
"Hehe..." Luo Fengtang chuckled from behind, with joy and acquiescence in his voice.
He packed up the desk, came behind her, put his arms around her waist, and stared at her in the bronze mirror.
"Last night I found a few bottles of flower juice in the drawer. They must be the leftovers you used to make perfume, Qing'er. They were just used to paint a few strokes," he said.
“My Qinger, it really matches this Begonia flower, it’s so beautiful, so pretty!”
He deliberately used a dialect from another place, which made Yang Ruoqing laugh.
She turned around and said excitedly: "You still have more ideas. Draw begonia flowers around the hickey. In this way, it can be covered completely and become an embellishment and decoration. , Hehe, I like it so much, Tangyazi, you are so talented!"
At this point, she stood up on tiptoes and kissed him hard on the face.
This is his reward.
After the reward was over, she turned around again, and then admired the blooming crabapple flowers on her neck.
The painting is so good, it’s so lifelike. Why didn’t I think of that?
It seems that my Tangyazi is still smart.
Looking at Yang Ruoqing's beautiful appearance in the mirror, Luo Fengtang's eyes were full of satisfaction.
Silly girl, as long as you like it, I will be happy.
……
Yang Ruoqing went to have breakfast. Her mother-in-law, Tuoba Xian, and her aunt, Wang Cuilian, saw the begonia flowers on her neck and praised them for how beautiful they were.
But after the praise came, Tuoba Xian lowered his eyes, and there was a faint trace of reminiscence and sadness in his eyes.
He really is a father and son. That person also did this for her back then.
That year she was in her prime and young, and once traveled with him to the south of the Yangtze River.
Because I was greedy for a few small peppers, a small red rash developed between my eyebrows.
This was a huge blow to her who loved beauty as much as her life.
No amount of makeup can cover this little red rash, what should I do?
He had an idea and used flower juice to draw a plum blossom between her eyebrows...
Tuoba Xian smiled bitterly.
She paid most of her life for that brief moment of flowers and moonlight.
There has been no news from him for thirty years, that's all, the future is just a dream.
Now she has woken up from the dream. Fortunately, she still has a son, a wife, and grandchildren...
...
Yang Ruoqing came to her mother's house next door. Begonia flowers can make you envious of their small flowers.
Everyone is clamoring for Yang Ruoqing to draw begonia flowers for them. As long as it is a flower, anything else will do.
Yang Ruoqing said: "This is what your brother-in-law painted for me. I don't know how to paint yet. I will learn from your brother-in-law later. Once I learn how to do it, I will paint it for you." Give me some comfort.
Then she went to Uncle Chang Geng’s house to talk to Xiaoyu about old times, and sealed a red envelope for Xiaoyu’s youngest son who was just one month old.
……
Although this is not the era of information technology, don’t underestimate the information exchange in these ten miles and eight villages.
Li Xiuxin threw herself into the river yesterday evening. After only one night and half a day, the news spread throughout the villages.
No, when Yang Ruoqing and Xiao Yu were reminiscing about old times together, the woman next door to Guihua's house came to visit and gossiped about it with Aunt Guihua.
"Have you heard? Li Xiuxin jumped into the river with a pregnant belly of six months. If he died, it would really be one corpse and two lives." said the woman who came to visit.
Guihua said in surprise: "Didn't Li Xiuxin say she remarried? Didn't she get along with the man later and come back to her parents' house again?"
The woman who came to visit said again: " You don’t know, right? We divorced again a year ago and have been living at our parents’ house for a long time.”
(End of this chapter)