Yang Ruolan simply broke the jar and said angrily towards Yang Ruoqing.
"My mother keeps saying she loves me and loves me. She doesn't even have the skills to help me arrange a good marriage. What's the use of this kind of verbal pain?"
"As for the plague, it can kill people!"
"I'm still so young and haven't lived enough. No matter how filial I am to her, I can't die with her, right?"
"You spoke of me so righteously."
"If your mother is infected with the plague, I guarantee you will escape faster than me..."
"wrong!"
Widow Liu, who had been silent all this time, came out of the house.
She looked at the disheveled Yang Ruolan in front of her with a cold face and a look of disappointment.
"Qing'er will never be like you!" Widow Liu said.
"Qing'er went to Yujia Village. It was she who gave your mother her last breath. It was she who took care of the villagers who were infected with the plague and invented life-saving medicine!"
"Qing'er saved everyone with her own life."
"Girl Lan, you really have nothing to lose."
"I didn't understand why my Zichuan cared about Qing'er so much before, but now I understand."
"Girl Lan, you're not even qualified to carry Qing'er's shoes!"
When Widow Liu said these words, Yang Ruolan felt as if she had fallen into an ice cellar, feeling as cold as head to toe, and from the inside to the outside.
Yang Ruoqing, who was beside her, was a little embarrassed.
This is the first time that Widow Liu praised me like this, even to death, hehe...
Over there, Yang Ruolan was so angry that her whole body was shaking.
She growled at Widow Liu: "She kicked your son off, and you still speak for her? You're so hot but cold!"
Widow Liu sneered, "Qing'er and Zichuan have no fate, so there's no one to blame."
"Even if she can't be my wife, I'm still happy to accept her as my goddaughter."
"What about you? You've been rushing over here to flatter me and please me, but I don't even bother to look at you."
"Go away, don't dirty my land by standing in my yard!"
Widow Liu picked up the broom on the side and pretended to drive people away.
Yang Ruolan stamped her foot fiercely, "Huh, there are so many people in the world who have won the exam. I don't believe that with my pretty face, I won't be able to enjoy glory and wealth!"
Seeing Yang Ruolan running out of the yard angrily, Widow Liu shook her head.
"How could there be such a shameless girl? I really feel sorry for her mother who is so miserable!" she said.
Yang Ruoqing sighed softly, "Second Mom's love for her was in vain. However, this is also the bitter fruit planted by Second Mom herself. There is no one to blame!"
Widow Liu turned around: "By the way, Qing'er, why are you here so late at night? What's the matter?"
Yang Ruoqing also came to her senses: "It's okay, our family is having dinner at Luo's house at night. I was passing by here and heard people talking inside, so I came over to take a look."
Widow Liu nodded, "Would you like to come in and have a cup of tea?"
Yang Ruoqing shook her head: "It's too late. I'll come back another day. Auntie, please go back to the house and rest."
After coming out of Lao Mu's house, Yang Ruoqing went straight back to her own home.
Wash, change clothes, sit at the table and read for a while.
But his ears stood up from time to time to catch the movement outside.
Tang Yazi...will he come over to say a few words tonight?
The wedding is coming soon, doesn’t he have anything to say to me?
The pages of the book in my hand were not turned over for a long time.
In the end, looking at the sand in the hourglass, it was very late.
Did he fall asleep? Or are you still with his mother?
Thinking about it like this, I was also thinking about it while lying on the bed.
Although I understand that it is natural for him to accompany his mother, he should spend more time with her, after all, they spend less time together.
But why is there still a feeling of waiting?
In the past, every time he came back, he would come to her room and talk for a while.
This time...a touch of disappointment came to my mind.
Just lying on the pillow, half awake but not awake, half asleep but not asleep.
Until she felt a big, generous and warm hand gently stroking her hair.
She trembled and stood up.
Sure enough, Luo Fengtang came and sat sideways on the bed, looking at her with a smile.
Seeing her getting up, he was startled: "Did I wake you up?"
Yang Ruoqing shook her head: "I didn't fall asleep at all."
He curled his lips: "Are you waiting for me?"
She was about to nod, but thought of something and shook her head again.
"It's a beautiful idea, but I don't have it," she said.
He tilted his head and looked at her: "Really?"
"I remember you told a story before. People who lie will have very long noses..."
"Come on, let me pinch it and see if my Qing'er's little nose is longer?"
Sure enough, he stretched out his fingers and gently pinched her nose.
She pouted and slapped his hand away.
"Speak carefully and don't touch me," she said.
Use your hands and feet?
Luo Fengtang's head was covered with black lines.
"You are my wife, I must do something to you."
He said, stretching out his long arms and wrapping her in his arms.
"You haven't answered my question yet. You're sleeping so restlessly. Are you waiting for me?"
He lowered his head and asked her again.
Yang Ruoqing nodded slightly.
"So what, where is your mother?" she asked.
Luo Fengtang said: "My mother just went to bed and I came over."
Yang Ruoqing was surprised and glanced at the hourglass on the table: "Wow, you guys have been talking for so long? Aren't you sleepy?"
Luo Fengtang said: "Perhaps she could see that I was a little distracted, so my mother said she was sleepy."
"Otherwise, I guess she won't be sleepy until dawn."
At this point, he couldn't help but chuckle.
Yang Ruoqing also smiled.
"It's understandable how your mother feels."
"Next time you talk to him, be there for him. Don't be absent-minded anymore. It's a rare opportunity to sit and chat together like this," she warned.
"As for us, we have many opportunities to get along with each other." She added.
Luo Fengtang nodded: "Yeah, I'll try my best."
He also wanted to talk to his mother all night, but he couldn't control his heart.
I can't help but get distracted and wonder what this girl is doing?
Have you slept?
Have you eaten enough at night?
Her wedding was coming soon, what did she want to say to herself?
"It's important to accompany your mother-in-law, but it's equally important to accompany your daughter-in-law."
he added.
Yang Ruoqing raised her head and glared at him, saying nothing, but feeling warm in her heart.
She snuggled into his arms, wrapping her arms around his waist.
"The new house is ready, and all the clothes and quilts have been moved in."
"All the furniture is ready. Now, let's wait for the elders to have a good time and let's take care of things."
She spoke one after another, and he listened to each one.
Finally, she asked him: "Tangyaozi, when do you think a good day will be?"
Luo Fengtang chuckled, holding her waist and pressing her down on the bed: "These are good days!"
"ah?"
Yang Ruoqing was stunned for a moment, but before she could react, his hot lips were already covering hers.
Hot, soft, yet a little overbearing.
While crushing her repeatedly, his big hands fell from her hair to her shoulders.
Then follow the curve of her body all the way down and slide over her slender and soft waist.
