Chapter content begins --> "Sure, let's push it in the main room."
Yang Ruoqing readily complied with Zhou Xia's request.
"Auntie, prepare a basin of hot water and a handkerchief. I will wipe my cousin's sweat later."
"Uncle, bring me a bowl of strong wine."
"Tangyazi, Huozhezi."
Yang Ruoqing ordered calmly.
Everyone went their separate ways, and she took a small horse and sat in front of Zhou Xia.
Zhou Xia sat on a large chair with a backrest, and Yang Ruoqing sat in front of her.
Take off Zhou Xia's shoe, and then put Zhou Xia's foot on your lap.
"The sprained part is on your ankle. I'm going to take off your socks now. Cousin, relax, don't be nervous!"
Her birthday is on the sixth day of the first lunar month, and Zhou Xia’s birthday is on the sixth day of the third lunar month.
Although she was only two months older than Zhou Xia, her tone of voice sounded like a loving elder.
This made Zhou Xia feel astonished, and made Blacksmith Luo and Zhou Tong beside her feel that Yang Ruoqing was sensible and virtuous.
Zhou Xia said: "Cousin, where can I ask you to take off my socks? I will do it myself..."
As he said that, he bent down to take off his clothes, but was stopped by Yang Ruoqing.
"It's okay, we are our own family!"
As Yang Ruoqing spoke, her fingers had already hooked Zhou Xia's socks.
In this era, most of the socks worn by rural girls were made of old white cloth.
Yang Ruoqing took off Zhou Xia's socks bit by bit. Under the socks, every inch of the fair and smooth skin was exposed to her sight.
Yang Ruoqing couldn't help but be secretly surprised.
This Zhou Xia is not a very good person, but she really has a pair of beautiful feet.
These feet are in really good shape.
The nails are like small pink shells.
Even as a woman, I couldn't help but be amazed by it.
If those young men saw this, would they be fascinated?
Thinking of this, Yang Ruoqing glanced at Luo Fengtang from the corner of her eye...
Zhou Xia found more confidence from Yang Ruoqing's reaction when she took off her socks.
She didn't believe it. Her cousin looked at her feet and could still look away!
So, Zhou Xia leaned on the chair and looked towards Luo Fengtang confidently...
It doesn't matter. Seeing this, Zhou Xia was so angry that she almost fell off her chair.
My cousin turned his back to this side, leaving a cold look on the back of his head.
Will you die if you take a peek?
What a charming man!
Zhou Xia was so angry that she gritted her teeth.
His eyes glanced at the bowl of tea on the table next to him.
Zhou Xia's eyes flashed, and she wanted to ask Luo Fengtang to bring it to her and let her take a sip.
This way, he could see her gorgeous feet.
As soon as I opened my mouth, the sound hadn't come out of my throat yet.
Suddenly, a sharp pain hit my ankle.
Like lightning, it flashed throughout the body in an instant.
The sound that reached his lips suddenly turned into a sharp scream.
"ah!!!"
"Cousin, bone setting will cause a little pain, please bear with it!"
Yang Ruoqing patiently comforted her, but her men continued to move.
There are acupuncture points all over the soles of the feet. Each acupuncture point is related to a certain part of the body and a certain organ. Yang Ruoqing can accurately find it with her eyes closed.
Now, just greet the most painful acupuncture points.
"ah……"
"It hurts, it hurts so much..."
Zhou Xia screamed, grabbing the armrests on both sides of the chair with both hands.
Struggling to get his feet back.
However, the foot that fell into Yang Ruoqing's hands, could she take it back if she wanted to?
"Cousin, please bear with it. The pain means that your bones and tendons are really twisted..."
Yang Ruoqing explained in a good temper.
Luo Daye also came.
While supporting Zhou Xia and coaxing her, she glared at Yang Ruoqing: "Xia'er is delicate and frail. She is no better than you. Can't you be stronger in your hands?"
Yang Ruoqing looked very innocent.
"This thing isn't strong enough, so it's useless. If you find it painful, then I won't push it!"
Yang Ruoqing tried to stand up, but Zhou Tong persuaded her to stop.
"Girl Qing, don't listen to your sister, keep pushing and pushing..."
Yang Ruoqing said: "They don't cooperate and keep moving around, which makes it difficult for me..."
Zhou Tongtong: "I'm here to help hold it down!"
Then, Zhou Tong and Blacksmith Luo came over to help hold down Zhou Xia's legs.
Yang Ruoqing sat back again and continued pushing.
"Okay, I'll try to be gentle, cousin, please bear with me!"
Yang Ruoqing said.
This time, her action was indeed much gentler in everyone's eyes.
Carefully, very carefully and meticulously.
However, Zhou Xia's screams were each more miserable and shriller than the last!
The little face as big as a palm turned pale.
A large amount of cold sweat rolled down his forehead.
Luo Daye took the handkerchief and kept wiping the cold sweat from Zhou Xia's forehead.
But the cold sweat increased more and more.
By the end, Zhou Xia was so painful that she stood up from the chair and her whole body was stiff.
"Don't, don't rub it anymore..."
Zhou Xia begged breathlessly.
However, Zhou Tong and Blacksmith Luo rushed to comfort her: "Xia'er, be patient. Qing'er is a good craftsman. With her setting your bones, I guarantee that there will be no root causes of disease..."
Zhou Xia wanted to cry but had no tears.
I wish I could bite off my tongue, this is really a brick to drop on my foot.
Yang Ruoqing slowly kneaded Zhou Xia's acupuncture points while pushing the bones and veins of the ankle until they creaked.
Seeing Zhou Xia sweating profusely in pain and screaming as if she was having difficulty giving birth.
It feels so good in my heart.
You little bitch, you dare to take advantage of my aunt's man, you are seeking death!
After the torture was almost complete, Yang Ruoqing finally stopped with satisfaction.
Zhou Xia leaned back on the chair and almost collapsed.
Luo Daye quickly gathered around, feeding Zhou Xia tea, and twisting the handkerchief to wipe her sweat.
Zhou Tong was also nearby asking for help.
Blacksmith Luo said to Yang Ruoqing: "Qing'er, Xia'er's foot is fine, right?"
Yang Ruoqing smiled and said: "Don't worry, uncle, take a nap and you'll be able to be active again tomorrow."
"Well, that's good!" Blacksmith Luo said.
Yang Ruoqing said: "Uncle, you and your uncle should be busy first. I have to go home too."
Blacksmith Luo said: "Okay, let Tang Yazi take you back."
After Blacksmith Luo finished speaking, he realized that his instructions were completely unnecessary.
Why?
Tangyazi had already been standing in the yard at the door, waiting for Qing'er.
Yang Ruoqing nodded again to Zhou Tong over there, turned around and left the house, and walked out of the yard side by side with Luo Fengtang.
In the hall.
Zhou Xia leaned on the chair, looking past the side of Luo Da'e's head and looking straight at the door of the house.
Looking at the pair of figures, they walked away side by side.
From beginning to end, her cousin didn't even look at her.
Even when she was in agony, he didn't even look at her.
What a cruel heart!
What a heartless person!
Zhou Xia's nails gripped the armrests of the chair fiercely.
Compared with the burning anger in his chest, the pain in his feet was nothing. End of chapter content -->
