Ping'er raised her eyes, looked at Yang Ruoqing and said, "I've thought about it a lot, and I think this matter must be done justice by you and my third uncle."
"Write it down in black and white in front of Huahua, and then make three copies. Huahua will also receive one copy. What do you think?" Ping'er asked.
Yang Ruoqing looked at Ping'er, "Actually, Ping'er, you don't need to be like this. Didn't you say that Huahua trusts you? Since the children are already..."
Ping'er shook her head and interrupted Yang Ruoqing: "It's one thing for Huahua to trust me, but I have to make the child feel that I am worthy of her trust."
"Huahua is ten years old this year. Generally speaking, she still has five years to get married."
"In the past five years, I am worried that there will be people with ulterior motives, or people who like to gossip behind Huahua's back, and say things to sow discord with Huahua."
"This will make Huahua separate from me, so I still want to ask you and your father to be witnesses together. In this way, Huahua will feel relieved and will not think nonsense." She said.
Yang Ruoqing said: "In addition to telling me about the box, have you told anyone else?"
Ping'er shook her head, "I just told you."
Yang Ruoqing said: "Isn't it settled now? Since you are willing to tell me, it means that you also trust me and believe that I will not go out and talk nonsense."
When Ping'er heard this, she suddenly realized that what she said before was a bit inappropriate, and quickly explained: "Without you Qing'er, Huahua and I don't know whether we can still live in this world."
"Qing'er, the only relative in this world that I can rely on and trust is you. How could I not trust you?"
"I also know that you won't think too much about it, but Huahua is a child after all, and I'm worried that she will spill the beans."
"Instead of that, I might as well ask you and Third Uncle to come over and get this matter over with."
"In this way, there won't be unnecessary suspicion and estrangement between me and Huahua because of these things. Qing'er, what do you think?"
After hearing Ping'er's explanation, Yang Ruoqing thought about it for a moment, then nodded lightly.
"Well, in the long run, your concerns are justified," she said.
"No matter how sensible Huahua is, she is still a child after all. It is difficult for her to keep such a big secret. If she is not careful, she will tell it to her own ladies."
"If this matter spreads, some people will have evil intentions to sow discord, and some people just like to gossip,"
"When the time comes, tell Huahua every few days about those things that told Huahua to be wary of you..."
"Huahua may not believe it once or twice, but if more people say it, it will be bad."
"There is a saying that if a lie is told a hundred times, it becomes the truth. If Huahua comes to question you, there will be a crack in your relationship."
"If Huahua doesn't dare to ask you, she will definitely torture herself in her heart and guess about you. If she keeps doing this over and over again, the friendship between you will still grow."
"Especially if you are going to get married, those people with ulterior motives will instigate Huahua, saying that you might seize the dowry left by her mother and marry her with it. If that is the case, it will be even worse. alright."
Ping'er was listening carefully to Yang Ruoqing's previous analysis.
Every time Yang Ruoqing said something, Ping'er would nod her head. It was as if she was speaking from the bottom of her heart.
But when she heard Yang Ruoqing's last sentence about getting married, Ping'er nodded out of habit. After nodding twice, she suddenly realized something and quickly shook her head like something, her face turned red like a monkey's butt.
"Qing'er, what are you talking about? I never thought about getting married!" Ping'er said.
Yang Ruoqing rolled her eyes at Ping'er and said, "You are already twenty-two-three years old, why do you still talk like a child?"
"There is no one who cannot have a family. Everyone needs companionship. Huahua cannot stay with you forever. She will eventually have her own husband and children." Yang Ruoqing said.
Ping'er said: "Then I'll live alone, as long as she comes back to see me when she has time."
Yang Ruoqing said: "Do you want Huahua to be a tough guy for your mother's family?"
Ping'er said: "Of course I want to, but with that box of dowry, my waist should be tough."
"Wrong." Yang Ruoqing directly denied Ping'er's words.
"Every man is innocent of the crime of carrying a jade. It is precisely because Huahua has that rich dowry, so she needs to be able to keep the dowry."
"You grew up in the backyard of a wealthy family. You should know this better than me. Those young ladies, if they don't have the ability themselves, and their parents' families don't have the support of their brothers and sisters,"
"In your husband's family, it would be better if you live up to expectations, but if you don't live up to expectations, it would be really pitiful."
"So, for Huahua, you must get married, and have a son, so that your son will become Huahua's natal family and supporter in the future."
After hearing Yang Ruoqing's words, Ping'er finally fell silent.
She bit her lip tightly, her pale eyebrows like distant mountains tightly knitted together.
She has a pointed oval face, and her eyebrows are as if they were painted with ink. Her lips are not reddish, and the skin on her face is delicate and smooth. There is almost no pimple, mole, or spot.
Yang Ruoqing looked at Ping'er's face. To be honest, she was truly an ancient beauty. Without makeup, there was no need to use makeup or filters. She looked good from every angle.
Such Ping'er, even though she is already twenty-two and almost twenty-three, among girls like Xiaoduo Xiaojie and others who are fifteen or sixteen, men should still like Ping'er.
Because the woman's style and charm have been revealed bit by bit in Ping'er's body, like a ripe peach, just right.
No wonder Bingbing had a high fever last time and told Zhou Sheng that there was no one to take care of the child. Zhou Sheng said that he wanted to find a stepmother for the child.
Then, Zhou Sheng started talking to Yang Ruoqing and wanted her to win over Ping'er...
No wonder Zhou Sheng immediately thought of Ping'er. It would be strange that Ping'er like this is not remembered by men.
"Qing'er, you are right, if there is a suitable person, I will marry him!" Ping'er gritted her teeth, looking like she was willing to risk her life.
Hearing this, Yang Ruoqing's eyes suddenly lit up.
This is really the iron tree blooming.
"Ping'er, you and my eldest brother..."
"Qing'er, can I ask you something?" Ping'er suddenly interrupted Yang Ruoqing.
"What's going on?" Yang Ruoqing asked.
Ping'er said: "You don't care who you want to help me draw a red line with, even a widower, as long as you have good character, are willing to accept Huahua, and treat Huahua well,"
"But you just can't bring me and your eldest brother together. I really... really don't want to have anything to do with him anymore."
Ping'er's categorical words really made Yang Ruoqing ashamed.
Big brother...now he really has become a dog and ignores Baozi.
