Chapter 6747 Different personalities


Chapter 6747 Different Personalities

Yang Ruoqing’s temperament, how can I put it, generally speaking, when dealing with people in the village, they basically don’t put on any airs and just do what they should.

She doesn't put on airs, but she will never deliberately lower her stature to accommodate the other person. That's just how people are. It's not good if you are too approachable. Over time, these village women won't buy your fault.

So the politeness on the face and the sense of distance on the inside must be grasped well. This is a profound knowledge. It is both majestic and kind, aloof and approachable. It is such a contradiction, but it is her This is the best state for people of this status to get along with others.

No, a bunch of enthusiastic village women came together to tease Fuwa. No matter what their purpose was, since they came here to compliment your child, as Fuwa’s aunt , Yang Ruoqing should be more polite to these people.

But that's enough. When it was almost time, I would hold Fuwa and continue walking forward, never staying longer to chat with them.

But, Sun is different.

Sun is a typical village woman.

For example, there is a woman named Fang in the crowd teasing the Fuwa. Fang doesn’t usually have much contact with Sun, and she often doesn’t even say hello to her when they meet in the fields.

But when Mrs. Fang saw the Fuwa among the crowd, she couldn't help but praise her a few times. This was really unprecedented for Mrs. Sun.

Mrs. Sun was so happy that when everyone was praising her granddaughter like this, she just stood there and chatted with them and made things happen. Even though Yang Ruoqing carried the Fuwa into the main room of the old Yang family's house, she still stood there. The ground was surrounded by a group of women. Some were still asking about Fuwa and how such a beautiful little girl was raised, while others had already changed the subject. , were inquiring about the situation of the third girl’s in-laws’ family with Mrs. Sun. Some even went so far as to ask whether Lao Yangtou and Mrs. Tan lived together...

As for Mrs. Baozi, Mrs. Sun , just because these people all praised Fuwa, they just stood there and chatted with her. It wasn't until she couldn't answer the topic involving Lao Yangtou and Tan that she realized that she shouldn't be stuck here.

Another woman next to her tugged on Mrs. Sun's sleeve. When Mrs. Sun turned her head, she saw that she was one of the women who usually liked to gossip with Mrs. Liu.

The woman pulled Sun to the side, her mouth almost touching Sun’s ear, “Third sister-in-law, I heard someone said that your old man brought a wife back from outside? Yes? Is this the case?"

Sun was startled, and quickly pulled the other person aside, and whispered: "What are you talking about? Where did you hear this nonsense?"


The woman's eyes were bright, "I heard from Jiang Er's mother-in-law that she was locked up in the small house in the middle of the field at the entrance of the village! What? Sister-in-law, you don't know about this yet?"

Sun didn’t know how to answer.

She is not a good liar, and she can count the number of times she has lied in her life on one hand.

Besides, there is no airtight wall in this world. If I deny it and say there is no one, but people come to me and ask, and they say they have noses and eyes. Who leaked the news? No way!

But if you admit it, this is even worse.

No matter what outsiders say about having noses and eyes, it is just speculation. If I personally admit it, then this matter is really confirmed.

Who knows that the other party will go elsewhere? By then I really couldn’t hold it back.

Just when Sun was in a dilemma, wondering why she had to stay outside, over there, Tiedan Hong'er and several half-grown boys, Feng'er were among them, and several young boys, big and small, They ran wildly and shouted: "The bridegroom is here, the bridegroom is here!" The official is here~"

At the door of Lao Yang's house, Yang Yongjin and the others, who were standing or squatting together, eating melon seeds, smoking and talking about mountains, quickly threw away the melon seeds and stood up straight. Yang Huazhou also rushed out and shouted to them. They were ready to fire off cannons to welcome him.

The crowd of onlookers, regardless of gender, old or young, were attracted to that side. Sun took this opportunity to grease her soles and ran away, going around the alley on the side of Lao Yang's house to Yang Yongqing's house in the backyard of Lao Yang's house. Come forward, and then return to the east room and kitchen area of ​​the front yard.

At this moment, in the kitchen, Liao Meiying, Cao Bamei, Zhao Liuer, Xiaohua, and Jiang Guiling, the young wives of their generation, have successfully taken over the power of the pot and spatula from the older generation of wives, Sun Shi Bao Suyun, and the kitchen is filled with smoke and fire. Liao was extremely busy. Children were playing in the yard, not only at home, but also at relatives' homes. When the children heard the noise outside, they shouted and ran to the front yard.

The older girls, Luo Baobao and Mianmian, were in the west room accompanying the bride-to-be and the third girl.

Ms. Sun first went to the west room to explore. Yang Ruoqing and Fuwa were also in the west room to watch Ju'er putting on makeup and combing her hair.

Fuwa had another piece of wedding cake in her hand, but the little guy was so absorbed in watching the three girls dressing up that his saliva dripped onto the cake in his hand, wisps of which were crystal clear.

Yang Ruoqing was also turning to talk to Mianmian and the others next to her, and didn't notice Fuwa's saliva.

Sun was dumbfounded, so she quickly went over and took out her handkerchief to gently wipe Fuwa clean.

Yang Ruoqing looked away and found that Sun had successfully escaped, so she smiled and said, "Mom came back a little earlier than I expected."

Sun also smiled. , a little absent-minded.

“Look, mother, the third girl looks really good with this kind of bridal makeup.”

Yang Ruoqing motioned to Sun again.

Ms. Sun took a serious look at it. Today's third girl, Fengguan Xiapei, is all bright and festive.

At this moment, she is putting her hair into a bun. Her hair is tied up high, revealing her fair and round face. Her eyebrows are like crescent moons, her eyes are like autumn water, her nose is turned up and her lips are red, looking forward to the flight of God.

It is decorated with various hairpins, beads and flowers, just like a fairy descending to earth, it is so beautiful.

"Three girls are already good, and dressed up like this, they look even more outstanding." Yang Ruoqing sighed with emotion.

I had accidentally seen a portrait of Liu Xueyun's ex-wife before. The woman looked good, and her facial features were very similar to those of the third girl. However, Yang Ruoqing believed that the woman was definitely not as beautiful as the third girl.

Moreover, the third girl is now eighteen years old, in the most beautiful period of a girl's life.

She and Liu Xueyun also had a hard time and went through several twists and turns before they got together. When the hijab is lifted, Liu Xueyun will definitely be shocked.

“It’s so beautiful, festive and beautiful.” Ms. Sun also nodded lightly.

Although there was surprise in her eyes, Yang Ruoqing clearly felt that she was a little absent-minded.

Mianmian was holding Jiang Guiling's child in her arms. Baby Luo also reached out to pick up the Fuwa. Yang Ruoqing helped Sun to go to the door.

Sun did not resist, but just told Baobao Luo to give the Fuwa to her later when she was tired of carrying it, and then followed Yang Ruoqing outside the house.

(End of this chapter)

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