Chapter 11108
Furthermore, I also know that my daughter’s self-esteem should not be underestimated. This girl has not been an ordinary delicate girl since she was a child, nor is she the kind of vine that must be attached to a man. The temperament to survive.
She is carefree, but very easy-going, optimistic and confident.
When I was practicing martial arts since I was young, it was really cold in the winter and hot in the summer, and I never relaxed for a day.
How could a girl who is so self-disciplined and self-reliant be willing to become the canary in a man’s backyard after marriage?
Your daily task is to pack yourself up and wait for the man to leave early and come back late? Be sick!
"Aunt Qing'er, I didn't mean that. I feel ashamed of the promising girls in Wuyou. How could they be the canaries in my captivity? I don't dare to look down on them. Kill her!”
Bingbing realized that the meaning of his words made the Luo family unhappy, so he quickly changed his words.
But it was obvious that Yang Ruoqing did not understand his explanation.
Bingbing then turned his attention to Luo Baobao: "Wuyou, please tell me whether I respect you or whether I have looked down on you. Tell your parents. Don’t let them misunderstand.”
Yang Ruoqing frowned, why, instead of relying on his sincerity to impress the woman's parents, Bingbing thought of moving reinforcements with the woman's daughter?
Luo Fengtang had already slapped the desk hard, "Bingbing, sit back and talk!"
Bingbing looked down at his feet, and he didn't know when he had rushed to Luo Baobao. in front of.
But Luo Baobao had his eyes lowered and said nothing with a straight face.
This is different from her usual cheerful and carefree style. This kind of Luo Baobao makes Bingbing feel strange and more and more unsure.
"I'll let you sit back!" Luo Fengtang said in a more serious tone again.
A steady stream of cold breath was released from his body, forcing Bingbing's legs to subconsciously move back until he returned to his position and sat down.
After sitting down, he gasped for air and his mind went blank.
Today I mustered up the courage to come to the house and prepare to have a good communication with the girl’s parents about the marriage. Why did it suddenly become like this?
Luo Fengtang's eyes fell back on his daughter again, and he said in a different tone: "My daughter, what do you think, please tell me something!"
"No matter what decision you make, your parents will... depend on you in the end, as long as you don't regret it in the future!"
Yang Ruoqing raised her head and looked at Luo Fengtang in shock, thinking to herself, why are you saying this again? Woolen cloth?
I am becoming less and less optimistic about this marriage. Why do you still leave the final decision in the hands of your daughter? Don’t you know that no matter how capable a girl is, it’s easy to get carried away by love?
However, Luo Fengtang gave Yang Ruoqing a 'be patient' look.
Da'an, who was next to him, also said: "Niece, you need to be cautious in life-long matters, and don't be blindly impulsive."
"You make your own decision, because you are the apple of your parents' eye and your weak spot, so no matter what decision you make in the end that goes against their ideas, your parents will be the ones who ultimately compromise."
"So, uncle hopes that you will think clearly before making a decision."
Having said this, Da'an paused for a moment, glanced sideways at the restless Bingbing beside him, and then said: "Mr. Afraid of getting into the wrong profession , A woman is afraid of marrying the wrong man. This kind of thing is not like rowing a boat or driving a carriage. You can turn around at any time. "
"Marriage is a lifelong matter, especially for a family like ours, which values two people for a lifetime. "A man can be poor, but he cannot be without courage, structure, and responsibility... That's all my uncle said, you are a smart girl, you can figure it out for yourself."
Yang Ruoqing glanced at Da'an gratefully, and said to her heart that luckily her younger brother came with her. Although her words were still literate, they made Yang Ruoqing and Luo Fengtang, two semi-cowards, want to say what they wanted to say, but it was difficult to organize them in words. The words were all spoken to everyone.
"Your uncle is right, think about it carefully." Yang Ruoqing also lightly patted Luo Baobao on the shoulder and warned.
Baby Luo finally raised her head slowly. Her eyes swept over her father and mother, and then finally fell on Luo Fengtang: "Dad, I want to say a few words to Bingbing alone, okay? "
Luo Fengtang was stunned for a moment and looked at Bingbing again. When Bingbing heard Luo Baobao's words, his eyes lit up, as if a drowning person saw hope again.
Bingbing's look made Luo Fengtang extremely disgusted, but he still respected his daughter's thoughts, "Okay, let's go out first."
Yang Ruoqing and Da'an also got up, and followed Luo Fengtang to the outside of the study. They didn't want to go to the front hall, because the matter here had not yet been concluded, and Blacksmith Luo and Wang Cuilian in the front yard would definitely want to ask questions later. It's a question that can't be answered at all, right?
So the three of them left the study and did not go to the front yard. They just sat down on the stone table and stone stools at the door of the study, tacitly understanding and patiently waiting for the results inside.
In the study room, when the door was closed and only Luo Baobao and Bingbing were left, Bingbing couldn't bear it any longer. He stood up and ran directly to Luo Baobao's side, where Yang Ruoqing had been before. Sitting down, his tone was a bit urgent: "Wuyou, what's wrong with you? Why are you different from the one in the letter?"
Luo Baobao saw him sitting down in Yang Ruoqing's place, and he He stood up and walked behind the desk, sitting on the stool where Luo Fengtang had previously sat.
"Bingbing, please don't follow me here again, just sit in your seat and talk, because I don't like to sit too close to the opposite sex, except for my family members."
Bingbing had already stood up and was about to go to the desk to talk again. Luo Baobao's words were like a demon-suppressing charm stuck to his forehead, making him freeze in place.
He looked at the girl sitting behind the desk in front of him with a look that did not recognize Luo Baobao.
We haven’t seen each other for several years, and we communicate with each other through letters. Starting from sharing each other’s lives and some interesting things around us, we get to know each other little by little and enter each other’s heart.
A few years have passed, and the tomboy wild girl has gradually become more beautiful and sassy. She has grown up exactly like the girl Bingbing imagined, and she is the woman he likes.
Just...
"Wuyou, what's wrong with you? I feel like you've changed into a different person."
"No, Bingbing, I've always been me, I haven't changed."
" It's just that you have never understood me fundamentally. You have never even taken the initiative to stand in my perspective and think about it. "What do you want?"
"What do you want?"
Bingbing caught Luo Baobao's last sentence and thought about it, tilting his head with a puzzled expression. He asked Luo Baobao: "Isn't this possible? Uncle Luo is the God of War of Da Qi. He has a high position and holds a lot of troops."
"Your brother Chen'er is also a great general among men, a major general of Daqi."
"Aunt Qing'er is a successful businessman, as rich as anyone in the country. Although your sworn brother is a little less ambitious, he is also a great leader. ..."
"How can you be short of things when you are born into such a family? "