, wonderful and free of pop-ups! Yang Ruoqing was stunned for a moment.
If he didn't accept his offer, he would have thought more.
I think she looks down on her.
This also goes against what she just said to him.
So, she nodded happily.
"Sure, I'll accept it, but I won't do it next time!"
"Okay!" Mu Zichuan also looked very happy, with bright eyes.
Yang Ruoqing picked up the charcoal bag and was about to leave, but saw that he was still standing there, refusing to move.
"Anything else?"
she asked again.
Mu Zichuan said: "Qing'er, I have a request that cannot be fulfilled. I want you to agree."
Yang Ruoqing thought for a moment, "As long as it's not too much, I can consider it."
Mu Zichuan laughed, "I won't make any unreasonable demands like getting married again, Qing'er, you can rest assured."
Yang Ruoqing rolled her eyes.
I thought that even if you mentioned it ten thousand times, my sister would never agree to it.
Fortunately, you are self-aware.
"Then tell me, what is it?" she asked.
Mu Zichuan said: "Can I come to your house and break in like Tang Yazi did?"
"ah?"
Yang Ruoqing thought she heard wrongly.
"What? Does my request make it difficult for you, Qing'er?"
Mu Zichuan asked, a look of disappointment appeared on Qingjun's face.
"That's not true." Yang Ruoqing said.
"You are a scholar, and my family is all farmers. We are like-minded and disagree with each other. If you come to my house and talk to each other, we will not be able to talk together..."
"So that's it?" Mu Zichuan nodded, and the light in his eyes went out again.
"Hey, I didn't expect that I, Mu Zichuan, would be such a failure..."
He shook his head, looking hurt.
"That's all, Qing'er, go to your house. I won't bother you anymore. See you later."
He gave her a wry smile, turned around, and walked forward slowly.
Yang Ruoqing looked at his lonely back and then glanced at the charcoal in his hand.
I was so confused.
But she resisted the urge to call him.
As a human being, when you should be rational and cruel, you should not be sloppy.
She knew Mu Zichuan's true purpose of trying to escape.
He wanted to repair the relationship with her bit by bit by pleasing her parents.
But I'm sorry.
He used to love his original owner so deeply.
He had already said, "For my own good, just go to hell!" 'In the command, the fragrance disappears and the jade is lost.
She is now in charge of this body.
She wouldn't call someone like Mu Zichuan.
Muzichuan, go your own way.
We are destined not to be on the same path in this life.
Since it's not, there's no need to get entangled.
…
Yang Ruoqing put the five kilograms of second-grade charcoal sent by Muzichuan in the kitchen room and went to Yang Huazhong's room next door.
In the house, Luo Fengtang and Mrs. Sun were playing with the big heating bucket.
I saw them igniting fuel containing wood chips, pine cones and fruit charcoal.
Then put it into the warm bucket and put a wire frame on it.
"I'll come in first to see if it's warm!"
Daan was the first to fall into the heating bucket.
Xiao An is small and only as high as the warm bucket, so he can't get in.
"Come on, brother Fengtang will carry you in!"
Luo Fengtang leaned over and put Xiao An into the heating bucket and stood there.
"Is it warm?" he asked Xiao An with a smile.
Xiao An smiled with crooked eyebrows: "It's so warm!"
"Hey, then you just stay in the warm bucket." He raised his hand and touched Xiao An's head.
As soon as she turned around, she saw Yang Ruoqing entering the room with a smile.
Luo Fengtang was startled for a moment, then looked behind her.
He looked relieved when he didn't see Mu Zichuan following him.
His reaction could not escape Yang Ruoqing's eyes.
She was secretly surprised.
This kid seems to be very nervous about Mu Zichuan coming over.
It was as if... Mu Zichuan would threaten him if he came over!
And so does Mu Zichuan.
When Luo Fengtang was not seen again, it was as if he was meeting an enemy.
Hey, she doesn't understand this boy's world.
Over there, Mrs. Sun ran towards Yang Ruoqing.
"Why are you so late alone? Who are you talking to outside?" asked Sun.
Yang Ruoqing came to her senses.
Only then did we know that Luo Fengtang came in first and did not tell Sun and the others that Mu Zichuan was here.
"Oh, it's Sister Xiaoyu from Uncle Chang Geng's house. She just happened to pass by my door and said a few words."
Yang Ruoqing lied casually.
Sister Xiaoyu is the second daughter of Uncle Chang Geng and Aunt Guihua.
He is fourteen years old this year, two years older than Yang Ruoqing.
When Mrs. Sun heard it was Xiao Yu, she didn't ask any more questions.
The woman took Yang Ruoqing to the heating bucket, "Qing'er, look, this heating bucket made by Tang Yazi is so useful. The fruit charcoal burns well, and the whole room is filled with fragrance..."
Yang Ruoqing also smiled and nodded repeatedly.
He glanced at Luo Fengtang, who was chatting with Yang Huazhong over there, and the corners of his lips curved gently.
Compare goods and people.
She had always felt good about Luo Fengtang in the past.
But now Mu Zichuan came over to compare.
She became more and more aware of the boy in front of her, regardless of his behavior or character.
They are all far above Muzi River.
Muzichuan's only advantage is that he has his mother to take care of him.
He went to school since he was a child, and he was shrouded in the aura of being a scholar.
And Luo Fengtang, without father or mother, was soaked in bitter water.
Yang Ruoqing believed that what Luo Fengtang lacked was opportunity.
Whether he is hunting, making furniture, or burning charcoal or something.
Many things are self-taught.
Or with a little bit of guidance, you can be better than the old master.
If he had gone to school since he was a child, his current level of cultivation would definitely not be inferior to Muzichuan!
Over there, Luo Fengtang stood up and walked towards Yang Ruoqing.
"Qing'er, in two days we will invite Li Zheng and Uncle Yu to dinner. It's about buying a field."
"I told my third uncle and my third aunt before you came back."
"When the time comes, I'll have to ask you to come over and help cook the meal." Luo Fengtang said.
Yang Ruoqing nodded: "No problem."
The old Luo family was planning to buy land last month, but something happened to the father-in-law who was the intermediary for Yu Dafu's family.
The Luo Fengtang family's purchase of land was delayed.
Luo Fengtang was very happy to get Yang Ruoqing's agreement.
"Okay, I'll come to pick you up then." He said, turning around and walking towards the door of the house.
"Tangyaozi, I'll see you off."
She followed.
"Qing'er, why do you need to give me a gift? It's cold outside, go back to the house quickly!"
Luo Fengtang said.
Yang Ruoqing winked at him.
He understood and immediately fell silent.
"Qing'er, what's going on?"
After leaving the house, he dared to ask.
Yang Ruoqing dragged him towards the kitchen and said, "I still can't bear to accept the five kilograms of charcoal from Mu Zichuan."
Luo Fengtang nodded.
"If he can send it, it's more or less sincere. It would be bad if he doesn't accept it," he said.
Listening to these words, Yang Ruoqing realized more and more that this boy was really sensible.
"You can take those five kilograms of charcoal back to keep warm," she said.
"Why?" He was a little confused.
It’s all collected, but it doesn’t burn. What does Qing’er mean?
