Chapter 4638 is gone?
"I think my first cousin is a complete hypocrite." Yang Ruoqing continued angrily.
“In the past, I always thought that he was a gentle scholar, a nerd, and powerless. Now I saw him beating someone with my own eyes, which really refreshed my understanding of him.”< br>
Luo Fengtang raised the corner of his mouth, and a trace of disdain flashed across his eyes: "No matter he is today He only beats people when he is stimulated. He has always hidden it before. As a man, it is not right to attack a woman!"
Yang Ruoqing nodded in agreement: "It's better to beat a pregnant woman. Isn't he afraid of being killed? Two lives? Oh, that’s right, two corpses and four lives!”
Luo Fengtang sneered: "For a selfish person like that, the first thing in his heart is always himself."
Yang Ruoqing thought about it for a moment, and suddenly said: "There is a golden house in the book, and there is a golden house in the book. With such a handsome face, he may think that as long as he obtains the imperial examination and becomes famous, then he will be able to achieve great success. She has a beautiful wife by her side and many children, so losing these two is not a big deal now?”
She couldn’t help but hide her mouth, her eyes filled with shock, “Oh my God, if this is true, it’s true. The heart is like iron, making people feel cold all over!"
Luo Fengtang raised his hand and touched her soft skin! Xiufa: "Everyone has his or her own fate, and everyone must take responsibility for their own choices. As a bystander, we can't do anything about it. It's better to just wait and see."
Yang Ruoqing nodded repeatedly: "I It’s been a long, long time since I went to Lao Yang’s house for a banquet. What about today’s meal? The banquet made me feel sad! I was too lazy to care about other people's affairs. Sometimes I just stood aside and watched coldly. When I saw the bad guys being too arrogant, I couldn't help but want to stand up and say something. , my nosy habit is really bad! I have to change it!”
Luo Fengtang smiled, with warmth in his eyes.
"If you change, you won't be you anymore. Just do it according to your own heart, and be careful not to get yourself involved. I'm not afraid of getting into trouble, I just don't want you to be too tired." He said seriously .
When it comes to that point, even if his wife pokes a hole in the sky, he will find a way to patch it up for her.
Yang Ruoqing smiled and bumped his arm with her shoulder: "Don't worry, your wife is not stupid. I didn't make the first move in this matter. Instead, I let the two parties involved, the eldest sister-in-law and the third sister-in-law, expose it. I just stood up at the critical moment and found the physical evidence to turn the tide of the battle. How about that? "
Luo Fengtang smiled even more: "My wife has always been smart, beautiful and smart!" >
Yang Ruoqing raised the corners of her mouth, this flattery is 100%!
In front, Luo Baobao's crisp greeting suddenly came: "Hello, uncle!"
How are you, uncle?
Did someone from the old Yang family come out to burn incense?
Yang Ruoqing and Luo Fengtang temporarily stopped talking and looked forward together, and saw a familiar figure walking across the river.
The man's black hair was lightly pulled back, and his eyebrows were picturesque.
The white clothes are whiter than the snow, and the robes are fluttering. He raises his hands and feet in a refined and elegant manner, but there is an indescribable coldness and indifference.
I saw that he was also carrying a bamboo basket with several small bowls in it. He had obviously come up the mountain to burn incense and worship his ancestors.
"Mo Shang is like jade, and the young master is unparalleled in the world. Zichuan really deserves the reputation of the jade young master!"
Next to him, Luo Fengtang couldn't help but sigh.
Yang Ruoqing turned to look at Luo Fengtang, and couldn't help but purse her lips and chuckle: "Tangyaozi, you have changed."
Luo Fengtang looked away and gave her a puzzled look: "What has changed?"
Yang Ruoqing said: "You have changed."
A man actually praised him in front of his wife Other men have good looks, but Yang Ruoqing's deep-seated rotten girl nature begins to emerge. In a flash of lightning, countless crooked pictures flash across the screen. The protagonists are Luo Fengtang and Mu Zichuan, and each picture is more charming than the other...
Seeing Yang Ruoqing's erratic look, Luo Fengtang suddenly guessed something.
A handsome face suddenly turned red, and was getting darker. Just as she was about to "reprimand" this girl and change her ridiculous guesses, Mu Zichuan, who had already exchanged a few words with Blacksmith Luo and Baobao Luo, came to Luo Fengtang and Yang Ruoqing and took the initiative to say hello. .
“Brother Fengtang, Qing’er, what a coincidence.” He said.
With Yang Ruoqing's previous teasing, Luo Fengtang has not yet adjusted from the embarrassment.
Seeing Mu Zichuan smiling slightly in front of him, Luo Fengtang said "Yeah" with a straight handsome face, and then stopped talking.
Mu Zichuan didn't take Luo Fengtang's concise answer seriously, because Luo Fengtang had that kind of personality, iceberg and cold face, and everyone in the village knew it.
"What a coincidence." Yang Ruoqing took over the conversation with a smile. She glanced at the basket in Mu Zichuan's hand and said, "You came earlier than us, so what, these offerings? Did you prepare them all by yourself? "
There are three bowls in Mu Zichuan's basket, containing pork belly, rice balls, a few snacks, and a bottle of wine.
Mu Zichuan nodded.
Yang Ruoqing added: "I remember that when my godmother was born, she liked to make fried rice flour balls with pork belly and eat them most during this time of year."
Mu Zichuan was stunned for a moment, and then a trace of shame appeared on his face.
As a son of man, it is natural for him to remember his mother’s dietary preferences.
However, he is a man, and his cooking skills are ultimately lacking.
Although the family bought a servant girl to cook, he wanted to make the ingredients for ancestor worship today by himself.
He can handle cooking pork belly and rice, but frying rice flour balls is difficult for him.
Mu Zichuan laughed at himself, "My cooking skills are not up to par. I was worried that my mother would be fine if she didn't eat, but she would be upset if she ate, so I didn't prepare. I will learn more when I go back and make up for it during the twelfth lunar month to worship my ancestors." Come on!”
Luo Fengtang finally adjusted himself at this time. Hearing this, Mu said: "Qing'er got up early in the morning and made fried rice flour balls. We will put them on the table when we burn incense for our godmother."
Hearing this, Mu Zichuan's eyes widened in surprise, and his gaze shifted from Luo Fengtang back to Yang Ruoqing.
"Qing'er..." No words can express his gratitude at this moment.
Yang Ruoqing raised her lips and smiled: "Your mother is also my godmother. She was good to me and my children when she was born. Now it doesn't matter if I make some rice flour balls for her."
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Mu Zichuan nodded and said: "Thank you, you are considerate."
Zi Buyu has strange powers and chaotic gods. As a model of scholar, Mu Zichuan actually does not believe that there are ghosts and gods in this world.
However, since his mother passed away, sometimes when he was sitting alone in the west room reading a book, he suddenly felt that his mother had not left him, but was always there.
Just like so many years ago, he was studying, she was spinning and weaving in the West House, making fire in the kitchen to cook...
Sometimes when I dreamed back at midnight, I seemed to hear the sound in the West House opposite. The sound of weaving shuttles came...
Therefore, he does not feel lonely because his mother is here. He is also pious about this sacrifice, and he would rather believe that there are ghosts and gods in this world.
"Qing'er, Brother Fengtang, you go and do your work. I'm going back first. We'll chat another day when we have time." Mu Zichuan returned to his thoughts and smiled slightly at the two people in front of him.
Luo Fengtang nodded, took Yang Ruoqing's hand and passed him.
(End of this chapter)