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In the backyard dining hall.
Yang Ruolan lowered her head, holding the handkerchief under her nose, as if sobbing softly.
Mrs. Yang was smiling apologetically with Mrs. Sun.
"Three younger brothers and sisters, we are biological sisters-in-law, and our two daughters are biological sisters."
"This is a competition. Everyone just laughs and it's over. You don't need to be punished seriously, don't you think?"
Mr. Yang was there talking kind words to Mr. Sun.
Mrs. Sun stood there, looking embarrassed.
"Third younger brother and sister, Girl Qing is a filial girl and she listens to you the most."
"Tell her about it, okay?" Yang asked again.
Sun's brows knitted together.
If Qing'er loses and pleads for mercy like this, will the second sister-in-law relent?
Sun asked herself in her heart.
The answer is no.
In the afternoon in the backyard, I also begged like this.
I begged the two girls not to compete.
But who listened?
Sun took her arm out of Yang's fingers and stood away.
"Second sister-in-law, this is a matter for the children. Let the children solve it themselves."
Sun said calmly.
Yang was so angry that she gritted her teeth secretly, and the smile on her face disappeared.
She turned around and went to beg Tan.
Mrs. Tan glanced at Mr. Yang and Yang Ruolan with a look of hatred.
He snorted: "I'm getting older, don't bother me with the children's troubles!"
Yang blushed and returned to Yang Ruolan's side.
"Lan'er, if it doesn't work, why don't you just say something soft to Qing?"
Yang pulled Yang Ruolan's sleeve and whispered.
Compared with unknown punishment, how much is face worth?
Yang Ruolan was still immersed in the shock of failure.
She could not believe in her dreams that she had selected tenderloin, exclusive cooking techniques, and the restaurant’s secret seasoning package to help...
And the fat girl is just two fat intestines.
A few heads of ginger and garlic, a broken potato and half a lotus root?
Why can she win?
What are those people's mouths made of?
Could it be that they have lost their sense of taste and grew up eating Si?
Or do you just like to eat those cheap ingredients?
"Lan'er, don't be stubborn, be patient, otherwise you will suffer a loss!"
Yang lowered her voice and pulled down Yang Ruolan's sleeve.
But Yang Ruolan pushed Yang away.
"You are shameless and want to be a low-key kid. I can't do that!"
Yang Ruolan growled at Ms. Yang in a high-pitched voice.
The facial features are a bit ferocious, which is completely different from the soft and weak one before.
The women who had not dispersed in the dining hall were all stunned.
Everyone doesn't know Yang Ruolan like this.
Yang Ruolan put down Yang, who was a little dazed by her drink, and turned around.
He glared at Yang Ruoqing angrily: "You fat girl, I'm willing to admit defeat. If I want to kill you or cut you into pieces, I'll let you go!"
Yang Ruoqing sat on a stool, still leaning forward and looking lazy.
When she heard Yang Ruolan's words, she smiled.
"Want to kill or behead me? I'm timid. Sister Lan'er, please don't scare me!"
She stretched and stood up.
"It's a competition. Family ties come first, competition second."
"I really don't care about winning or losing, but since Sister Lan'er doesn't want to be a person who breaks her promise, I will definitely help you."
"What's the punishment? I have to think about it..."
Yang Ruoqing pinched her chin, looking thoughtful...
Yang was very nervous and looked at Yang Ruoqing with fear.
Yang Ruolan also had a layer of cold sweat on her palms.
The women watching the excitement nearby were also very curious.
Soon, Yang Ruoqing spoke up again.
"Hitting, scolding, kneeling, etc., forget it. I am a civilized person, and I like to convince others with virtue."
Yang Ruoqing said, looking at Yang Ruolan.
"Da'an has become obsessed with painting recently. He paints whatever flowers, birds, insects and fish he catches."
"Sister Lan'er is so outstanding and even more beautiful than Hua'er. Why don't we give Daan a model and let Daan practice his painting skills!"
She snapped her fingers, and Daan immediately ran into the dining hall with the paper and a piece of fruit charcoal fart.
Yang Ruoqing touched Daan's head and warned him seriously.
"Da'an, Sister Lan'er promised to let you draw her. This is a rare opportunity, so you have to draw carefully!"
Daan nodded vigorously and smiled shyly at Yang Ruolan, who looked surprised.
"Thank you very much, Sister Lan'er. I will definitely paint Sister Lan'er as a fairy!"
No beating or punishment, and Yang Ruolan was used as the prototype of beauty to paint...
This kind of 'punishment' is really elegant!
Yang breathed a sigh of relief.
Yang Ruolan also secretly got lucky.
The women who were watching all cast admiring glances at Yang Ruoqing.
Rumors say that Qing girl is fierce, fierce and unreasonable.
Now it seems that this girl is doing things in a measured way!
On the other hand, the mother and daughter of the second wife are petty and poisonous, and they are not easy to get along with!
Over there, Yang Ruolan had already posed under the guidance of Yang Ruoqing.
"Sister Lan'er, don't sit down. When you stand up, you will look slimmer, longer and better looking!"
"Sister Lan'er, hold your temple with one hand, turn your head over, and look at the wooden stakes on the wall over there... Oh, yes, that's it. Sister Lan'er is so smart, she can make sense with just a few clicks... "
After some fiddling, Yang Ruoqing made Yang Ruolan give Yang Ruolan a sad look, looking up at the roof beams at a 45-degree angle.
Here, Daan is holding a drawing paper and frowning.
"Why don't you draw?" Yang Ruoqing asked.
Daan made a profound look, shook his head and said: "Sister Lan'er has no decorations on her hands, which makes her look a bit monotonous, and the painting does not look good..."
"That's easy!" Yang Ruoqing said.
Turning around, he picked up a teapot on the table and stuffed it into Yang Ruolan's other hand.
The teapot is filled with tea. Although the handle is not hot, it feels heavy and uncomfortable.
Yang Ruolan looked reluctant and wanted to push it away.
Da'an said excitedly: "This is the posture. Sister Lan'er must not move. I'm going to start painting..."
Yang Ruolan froze in place.
Sad and having a headache, I was holding a teapot and looking up at the roof beams at a 45-degree angle...
The women in the room found it very strange and came over to watch Daan paint.
Xiao Zhengtai blinked a pair of beautiful eyes: "Ladies and gentlemen, please don't be distracted when I am painting. When I finish the painting, can I give it to everyone for viewing?"
A very lethal appearance.
Courteous words.
Kill all the women in the room instantly.
The Huang family's sister-in-law nodded quickly: "Good boy, please work hard on your painting. The aunts will go to the kitchen next door to clean up the dishes. We'll come back to see you when the painting is finished!"
The Huang family's sister-in-law waved the women away.
Before leaving, he didn't forget to tell Yang Ruolan over there: "Girl Lan, please stand still and don't move..."
Yang Ruolan frowned and expressed condolences to all the families of these women in her heart.
Mrs. Tan stood up and glanced at Mrs. Yang, "What are you doing standing here? Why don't you go to the front yard to clean the main room?"
Yang left in despair.
Before leaving, Mrs. Tan glanced at the two granddaughters here again.
One of them was standing there holding a teapot, so stupid.
The other one was leaning on his stool, with his hands in his sleeves and his eyes squinting in concentration.
Tan twitched the corner of his mouth.
Everything is understood.
Lan Yatou is good-looking, but she doesn’t have enough brains!
Fight with Qing girl?
Humph, if you eat this and spit it out again, there won’t be any bone residue left!
Mrs. Tan went back to the house to take stock of the gift money collected this time.
In the dining hall, only the Yang Ruoqing siblings, Yang Ruolan, and a few children brought over by the women were left.
The children were laughing and imitating Yang Ruolan's posture.
