Chapter 11238
Hai Dongqing kept pecking in that direction, as if there was a person standing there.
Obviously Hai Dongqing's body did not touch the tree crown and was just bluffing, but the remaining yellow leaves and branches near the tree crown were swaying slightly.
Hai Dongqing moved forward, retreating step by step, as if driving an invisible person to the north.
Finally, Hai Dongqing stopped pecking, let out a long whistle, flapped his wings and rushed into the sky, heading towards Mianniu Mountain.
"Our Xiaohai is getting more and more arrogant."
Yang Ruoqing looked at Hai Dongqing's retreating figure and couldn't help but sigh.
After finishing the errands ordered by Luo Fengtang, he left directly and went back to his Mianniu Mountain to play and tease other beasts.
People are very busy, you know?
Luo Fengtang also heard Yang Ruoqing's teasing. He smiled faintly, his eyes still staying on the crown of the tree above his head.
"Xiaohai's eyes may be able to see things we can't see." Luo Fengtang said suddenly.
Yang Ruoqing also became serious. She looked at the undulating trajectory of the tree crown before, and finally fixed her gaze on the yard of Huansheng's house.
"I have a bold guess. This matter is probably related to the old man who disappeared from Huansheng's family a while ago!"
Luo Fengtang's heart was slightly shocked, and he also looked at Huansheng's leaning tree crown. The wall on the side of the living room.
The old maple tree is very big, its crown is like a huge umbrella, and almost half of the yard of Huansheng's house next to the pond at the entrance of the village is shrouded under the crown.
It is late winter and early spring, and the old maple trees are still in a dormant state, and the leaves have not yet begun to sprout new leaves.
In spring, especially in midsummer, the lush maple leaves are like holding a big green umbrella over Huansheng's yard.
So Huansheng’s yard is very shady in summer, almost the shadiest one in the village, but it is also the dirtiest yard with the most bird droppings.
Sometimes people are eating in the yard with bowls and chopsticks, and the bird neighbors who live in the bird nests in the canopy above their heads will kindly give them extra meals and help them supplement protein...
Of course, these are normal jokes. At the moment, Yang Ruoqing has no intention of making fun of them.
She pulled Luo Fengtang forward a few steps and came to the outer wall of the courtyard of Huansheng's house.
Looking from the outside, it looks like an ordinary farmyard. The walls are as tall as one person. Tall people like Tang Yazi and Yang Ruoqing can see into the yard from the outside.
Walls made of yellow mud and stones, grass sprouting from the soil in the gaps in the wall. On the inside of the yard, there are several yellow mud houses with thatched roofs. Things in the yard are swaying here and there. Several rooms looked ordinary.
“Huansheng wanted to build a tomb for his old man. He said that in two days all his relatives would have moved back to the village, and then they would open an ancestral hall and give his old man the Eight Classics. It’s time to perform a religious ceremony to achieve salvation,” Yang Ruoqing whispered to Luo Fengtang beside her.
“But I always feel that something is wrong with him, a true filial son!”
"But I can't tell what's wrong. I always have a feeling. If I don't find the old man's body, I'm afraid I won't be able to get rid of this feeling."
Luo Fengtang stared at Yang Ruoqing's eyes: " Since you think there is something wrong with him, there must be something wrong with him. "Tonight, I will come to Huansheng's yard to find out!"
Yang Ruoqing had a thought in her heart, and then she curved her lips: "You are such a good husband of mine, we want to go together."
"However, don't come to find out tonight. I have arranged for Zhang San and others to sneak in and check it out first. If he finds anything, he will come and tell me, and we will come back then!"
"It's alright, Qing'er, you can make the arrangements! Anyway, I've finished my work today, and there's nothing else to do next."
"Isn't it earlier than the last few days to finish work today?"
" Yes, the main reason is that the kid in Jinling is sensible and just took my share of the work, otherwise I might be half an hour late before coming back."
When it comes to Zuo Jinling, Yang Ruoqing's. There was also a happy smile on his face.
"That child is really speechless. After this flooding incident, I can see that although he is young, he has a calm mind. He is not only capable of doing things, but also very responsible."< br>
"This kind of responsibility is reflected in many aspects. Look at how he is now getting along with the big brothers and uncles in the transportation team."
"When Wang Liang was talking to me before, he mentioned transportation twice. The team brothers praised Jinling, and Brother Baozi even made fun of me. , saying that this child is the best candidate to be a son-in-law. If he cannot be a son-in-law, it would be better to be a godson, hahaha..."
Yang Ruoqing took Luo Fengtang's hand and walked towards the entrance of the village in the direction of Luo's house. On the way, I told him the jokes about the brothers in the transport team, which was very pleasant.
Luo Fengtang also had a faint smile on his face, but he was thinking as he walked.
"I have been working with Jin Ling almost every day for the past ten days. I have also observed carefully. This child is indeed good. Brother Zuo Junmo teaches his children well! The child himself has good character!"
"From a man's point of view, this kid Jinling is very dependent on our daughter. The friendship between childhood sweethearts is there."
"But our daughter, how should I put it, although she is with Jin Ling talks and does things together very casually, but he regards Jin Ling more as a younger brother..."
"Huh?" Yang Ruoqing opened her mouth, not in a hurry to express her position, but thinking about it.
“Our daughter will be seventeen in one month. She is four years older than Jin Ling, who is only thirteen years old.”
“Bing Bing is older than ours. My daughter is one year older, eighteen.”
"Our daughter should be at the age when her love begins. A boy who can catch her eye and make her heart flutter, no matter what his character is, must first be tall and have the masculine characteristics of a boy. come out , Be masculine."
"Bingbing, regardless of his age or his identity that has been tempered in the military camp, has taken the opportunity to impress our daughter."
“ERJIN Ling, a thirteen-year-old boy, has not yet begun to exert physical strength, so even though he appears to be mature in every aspect, he still has an immature face, his throat has just entered the voice-changing stage, and there is a furry ring around his mouth... ...Haha, our daughter must regard him as her younger brother!"
Luo Fengtang did not expect that Yang Ruoqing would conduct a comprehensive analysis and comparison between the several children this time, from physical changes to psychology! .
Especially when describing the hairy area around the mouth and the initial stage of voice change, Luo Fengtang quietly turned his face away, secretly feeling lucky.
Fortunately, when I really got to know and have contact with Qing'er, I was already sixteen years old.