Chapter 6909 Wolf Ambition
She knows all about that wolf ambition.
Why not let her help this time? She really wants to help patients.
Could it be that you have no idea about her?
That’s impossible. I have no idea. What were you doing before?
Yang Ruoqing smiled secretly.
Well, it's very likely that he hasn't showered for a long time, and he's really a little sloppy, and he's embarrassed to let her see it.
"Tangyazi, you wash up first, and I'll get you some food. You can eat before going to bed later."
"Okay."
Hearing the footsteps of her leaving, someone in the bathroom breathed a sigh of relief.
Even if she was sick, she didn't dare to come in to help.
He is aware of his situation. As long as she steps here, he is afraid that he will be unable to control her.
He is not cured yet, so he cannot pass on his illness to her just for the sake of temporary pleasure.
So, he could only shut her out cruelly. I hope she could understand his good intentions!
When Yang Ruoqing brought breakfast from the kitchen, Luo Fengtang had already come out of the bathroom, changed into clean clothes and sat on the bed, with a quilt on his legs and a coat on his upper body.
A tall, bright girl with slender legs was sitting sideways on the bed, holding one of Luo Fengtang's hands and gently shaking her coquettishly.
Luo Fengtang, the God of War of Qi, a cold-faced general known for his iceberg face, was staring at the girl with eyes so gentle that she could squeeze out water.
He even raised his hand and gently pinched the girl's oval face, showing affection in every gesture.
When Yang Ruoqing saw this scene, a copywriting she had seen before suddenly popped into her mind:
Look, it’s this little goblin who lives in my husband’s house and spends time with my husband. The money I earn makes me, my first wife, very critical of me. My husband not only doesn’t help me, but actually takes her side, and I still don’t have the slightest clue about her. You can say it’s irritating or not!
"It's time to eat, it's time to eat!"
Yang Ruoqing shouted twice and put the tray directly on her seat.
Luo Fengtang glanced at the breakfast on the tray. There were porridge, steamed buns and steamed dumplings.
"Daughter, have you had breakfast?" he asked.
Baby Luo shook his head, "I came over to see dad as soon as I opened my eyes, and I haven't even thought about eating yet!"
Luo Fengtang's pupils lit up a little, "Really? You must be very hungry. Come, eat with dad."
"Dad, I will eat by myself later. This is yours. You eat. "
"Dad, don't be in a hurry. You eat first. You are growing up now, so you must have regular meals."
Luo Fengtang suddenly became very verbose and held Baby Luo's hand. Repeatedly warned.
“Oh...I know, I remember it!”
"Really remember? Don't be perfunctory, dad."
"Oh, dad, you are so verbose, even more verbose than my mother..."
At the table, Yang Ruoqing was holding a He was serving porridge to Luo Fengtang in a small bowl, listening to the conversation between the father and daughter, and glancing over from the corner of his eye from time to time.
Father and daughter, you only have me in your eyes, and I only have you in my eyes.
No one noticed the weak, helpless and slightly resentful look at the table.
"Baby, if you want to eat, come over quickly and have a few bites. If you don't want to eat, go to the kitchen and help your grandma. You're such a big girl, don't get in the way."
When Luo Baobao heard this, he My hair suddenly exploded.
"Mom, what are you talking about? I came here to accompany my father, how can I be in the way?"
"Dad, listen to what my mother said, it's so hurtful. , the words of this person who has not studied well are not pleasant to listen to..."
"I have not studied well?"
Yang Ruoqing pointed to her nose and asked.
Having been born in two lifetimes, I was treated as an illiterate for the first time.
"Daughter, you are wrong about this. Your mother has written several novels, and your mother is full of ink!" Luo Fengtang glanced at the tense mother and daughter. , quickly reconcile the situation and work hard to reconcile. "And Qing'er, don't say that my daughter is in the way. She is worried about me!"
The two of them were just having fun, no, Luo Fengtang was caught in the middle. Both sides helped to say good things, and the two women soon looked at each other and smiled.
"Dad, I won't stay here to eat. Let my mother accompany you. I will go to the kitchen to help my grandma cook breakfast. It's the first day of the Lunar New Year!"
Luo Fengtang's face was full of joy, " It’s rare for you to have such filial piety, so go ahead!”
After Luo Baobao left in a hurry, Yang Ruoqing sat on the bed with her rice bowl: “Should I feed you?”
Luo Fengtang really wanted to, However, he shook his head and refused.
“I can do it by myself, you eat with me.”
It was so cold, and if she came to feed him, she wouldn't care about eating herself.
Yang Ruoqing smiled and said, "It's okay. The porridge is still hot. I'll finish it in a few mouthfuls later, so I'd better feed you first."
"But... …"
"Nothing, stop talking nonsense and open your mouth!"
Luo Fengtang smiled helplessly and had to cooperate obediently.
His body was still very weak. Although he no longer had a fever, his head was swollen and his energy was being depleted quickly.
After breakfast, Yang Ruoqing made him drink some medicine, which had ingredients to help him sleep.
After drinking the medicine, Blacksmith Luo and Tuoba Xian came over. Luo Fengtang chatted with them for a short while before falling asleep.
Everyone, please get out of the house quickly and let him rest.
He held Yang Ruoqing's hand before going to sleep, his voice already a little unclear.
"Qing'er, I'm sorry. I can't go with you or visit relatives on New Year's Day..."
Yang Ruoqing gently held his hand: "Fool, I have to go away every year to visit relatives. Not surprising, the most important thing is that you take good care of yourself! "
The corners of his lips were curled up, and his eyelids were already fighting.
Yang Ruoqing leaned over and kissed his forehead gently, and then touched his face: "Okay, sleep well, and when you are well, we will visit relatives together."
After Luo Fengtang fell asleep, Yang Ruoqing put down the tent, added a few pieces of new charcoal to the charcoal brazier in the room, then closed the door and went to the main room in the front yard.
The main room was even cleaner and tidier than yesterday. Yang Ruoqing couldn't help but be startled when she saw this situation.
“Auntie, why don’t you take a break? Clean the house on the first day of the new year?”
Usually after the house is cleaned before the third day of the new year, those melon seed shell snack bags You can't pour it outside.
Those all mean 'money', and the money must be kept at home, so if you go to any house in the village before the third day of the new year, you will find that there must be a bunch of 'money' piled behind the door of their house. '.
But behind the door of the Luo family's house, there was nothing.
Did they pour all their money outside? There's something wrong!
Sure enough, Wang Cuilian's expression was a bit strange when she heard Yang Ruoqing ask this.
Tiejiang Luo also scratched his head and sat there smiling awkwardly.
Finally, Hongxiu and Luo Baobao were also there. They were reading a military book brought back by Luo Fengtang, and they were discussing something in a low voice while reading.
Baby Luo took the time to raise her head and saw that neither Wang Cuilian nor Blacksmith Luo could answer, so she told the truth.
"Mom, Uncle Yongqing pooped in our main room last night. The smell was terrible. My grandparents cleaned it up all night, lit incense all night, and opened the windows to ventilate it, and then the smell was gone. "
"What? "
Yang Ruoqing really thought she heard it wrong.
Yang Yongqing is not an old man whose body function is almost exhausted and his sphincter has failed. He is a man in the prime of life. He actually had diarrhea like that in public. How many kilograms of laxatives did he take?
(End of this chapter)