"Mom, what's going on with Sister Lan'er now? I'm afraid she's more than seven months pregnant, right?" Yang Ruoqing asked again. Please search (Pin&Shu￥.com to read the most complete novels! The fastest updated novels
Sun said: "After Risong and the others went to the capital that day, your sister Lan'er lived alone in the courtyard of Lao Chen's family."
"Your father and the others were worried that she would have no one to take care of her, so they went to ask Widow Li from Lijia Village to come back and take care of her."
Speaking of Widow Li, Mrs. Sun sighed again.
"I don't know who you followed your cousin Lan'er's temper."
"Widow Li is really a nice person. Life at home was difficult, so she came out to do errands to serve others."
"Your father and fifth uncle invited her because they saw that she was careful and she was from the next village. They knew her well. It was equivalent to coming to help."
"But you, Sister Lan'er, treat Widow Li like a slave."
"I'm very picky. If I don't get what I want, I'll hit or scold Widow Li."
"Later, Widow Li couldn't stay any longer, so she came here to ask your father to resign. She didn't give up more than half a month's wages. Your father felt sorry for her and paid for the wages from his own pocket before letting her go," said Sun.
Yang Ruoqing frowned upon hearing this.
"Then who is taking care of Sister Lan'er now?" she asked.
Sun said: "Everyone knows that she is difficult to maintain, and no one wants to take that job."
"Now she cooks and eats by herself, otherwise, she goes to her grandpa's place to enjoy the autumn breeze."
"Ouch!" Yang Ruoqing snorted.
"She really thinks of herself as a person!"
Now that Risong and Xiao Yaxue are back, the courtyard of Lao Chen's house is going to be lively again.
Poor Xiao Yaxue, I guess one is as big as the other two at this moment, right?
Hey, every family has its own problems that are difficult to recite. This is something that Xiao Yaxue has to face and solve by herself, and it is not easy for her, Yang Ruoqing, to interfere.
"My aunt's two children are cute now, right? I want to go to the village to see them later!" Yang Ruoqing continued.
Mrs. Sun said: "They are so cute. Both children are growing up so well."
"I brought the gift you brought back to Lao Wang's house earlier. The two boys just went to bed. I will accompany you to see it tomorrow."
"Well, okay!"
…
For these villagers who have almost never been to Wanghai County, it is unimaginable to see the capital, where the emperor lives.
Luo Fengtang, who went to the Jinluan Palace and spoke to the emperor, immediately became the target of their crowds.
The main hall of Yang Huazhong's house and outside were filled with people who came to listen to the novelty.
On this day, Yang Ruoqing and Luo Fengtang didn't go anywhere.
Almost all of them were talking about the capital city to the villagers who came to inquire.
When they went to bed at night, both of them had dry mouths and sore throats.
"I have said the same words and the same things at least fifty times today."
Luo Fengtang said with a smile.
Some villagers who came before me heard it, and some who came later heard it and had to repeat it.
Yang Ruoqing pursed her lips and smiled: "I'm not much better, my hands are sore just pouring tea and grabbing melon seeds for the ladies and gentlemen."
Hearing this, Luo Fengtang stretched out his hand, "Here, let me rub your arm."
"No, I'll just take a nap later," she said.
"It will heal faster if you rub it." He said stubbornly.
Seeing him like this, she didn't insist anymore.
"Do you feel comfortable?" After kneading for a while, he asked.
"Well, not bad, keep squeezing." She leaned on the pillow and squinted her eyes slightly.
He curled his lips and then pinched.
She closed her eyes and continued to enjoy the service.
No wonder the ladies from wealthy families like to buy things like maids to beat their legs and squeeze their shoulders. They are really comfortable.
only……
Didn't someone pinch their arm? Why did you change the route?
"Where are you going to pinch it?"
Her eyes were still narrowed, but she made a sound.
"hey-hey……"
Luo Fengtang grinned and came closer to please.
"Other places must be sore too. I'll help my wife squeeze it together," he said.
She curled her lips without breaking them.
With her acquiescence, he got excited.
A pair of big hands used to holding knives and arrows caressed her delicate skin.
The rough feeling caused by the calluses on her fingertips rubbed against her energy-absorbing skin, causing an electric current to flow from her body to her soul.
Yang Ruoqing couldn't help but moan softly.
This was undoubtedly a spark thrown into his bucket of hot oil.
His whole body suddenly burst into flames, and he pushed her down underneath him.
Hot kisses fell like raindrops on her face and neck.
He eagerly pulled apart her pajamas and kissed her delicate collarbone.
Print the colorful strawberries on her body...
The night is long.
That night, Luo Fengtang finally quenched his hunger and thirst, regaining all the forbearance he had endured for the past three months in Yang Ruoqing.
The fight lasted all night, and there were fierce collisions again and again.
I only envy mandarin ducks but not immortals.
…
"Sister, the third aunt asked me to ask you when are you going to visit the two pairs at my sister-in-law's house?"
In the morning, Xiaohua came here to deliver a message.
At this time, Yang Ruoqing had just gotten up, and all the bones in her body were falling apart.
Hearing Xiaohua's question, Yang Ruoqing remembered the appointment she had made with Sun yesterday.
"Hua'er, you go to my mother. I'll comb my hair and then go over. Ask her to wait for me," she said.
"OK."
After Xiaohua left, Luo Fengtang came in from outside.
"Qing'er, did you sleep well last night?" he asked.
Yang Ruoqing glanced at him sideways.
Today, he is wearing a long ice-blue coat, with black hair like a waterfall, picturesque eyebrows, handsome and upright, and majestic.
The corners of the eyes and eyebrows are like a spring breeze.
"This is the most tiring sleep I've had in the past three months." She pursed her lips and turned her head.
Luo Fengtang was stunned for a moment, and then realized what she was referring to.
He laughed, strode behind her, held her shoulders with both hands, and looked at the pair of figures reflected in the bronze mirror.
"Last night, my husband was too arrogant. I have to apologize to you." He whispered.
Do you want to apologize for this kind of thing?
Yang Ruoqing's face turned a little red.
He leaned down and pressed his face against her cheek.
"Which family's handsome wife is in this mirror?"
"So juicy and charming, well, it looks like he is a man who works hard and is moisturized by the rain and dew..."
"Go, go, gangster!"
Yang Ruoqing poked his forehead directly and pushed him away a little.
"You're so good at what you get, but you're actually teasing me?" she said angrily.
Luo Fengtang laughed happily.
"Don't dare, don't dare, wife, come here, I will help you comb your hair and wear flowers."
"I don't like wearing flowers, it makes me look like a matchmaker!" she said.
"Then I'll draw your eyebrows for you!" he said.
Yang Ruoqing thought for a moment, "I can have this."
The sun shines on the window edges in small pieces.
Birds were flying around and singing in the bamboo forest behind the bed.
From time to time, a warm wind blew into the room, lifting the layers of gauze curtains beside the bed.
