"Mom, what happened to you just now? Why were you fanning so hard? I called you several times before you heard me!" Baby Luo asked curiously.
Yang Ruoqing smiled and said, "It's nothing. I was thinking about other things, so I was distracted and didn't hear it."
"Mom, what are you thinking about? Tell me." Luo Baobao asked again.
Yang Ruoqing raised her hand and pinched Luo Baobao's nose gently: "You little thing, why are you so gossipy? You don't have to learn anything else tomorrow, just learn how to read minds."
Luo Baobao chuckled, "Okay, okay, I'd like to, too. If I knew how to read minds, I wouldn't do anything. I'd just go out and see someone every day and read what they were thinking, and pry into other people's hidden thoughts. The secret in the heart, then come..."
"Then you threaten others?" Yang Ruoqing asked first.
Luo Baobao shook his head and said seriously: "That's not the case. As for the bad guys, I threaten them. The more they want something, the more I will destroy them so that the bad guys can't get what they want."
"If he is a good person, I will find a way to help him realize his wish and make him happy. Mom, do you think this is good?"
Yang Ruoqing was stunned for a moment, then raised her hand and gently stroked Baby Luo's head.
"Of course it's good. My daughter has a clear understanding of love and hate. She is a good child and a good daughter for my mother." Yang Ruoqing praised.
Baby Luo started to fart and danced with joy.
Chen'er came to the kitchen door.
"Mom, dad and I have wiped Uncle Zichuan's body and changed his clothes. Uncle Zichuan is awake. Dad asked me to ask you if the medicine is ready?"
Hearing Chen'er's question, Yang Ruoqing quickly pointed to the medicine jar on the ground waiting to cool down and said, "Go tell your father that the medicine is ready. I will send it over right now."
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In the west room, Luo Fengtang was talking with Mu Zichuan.
Luo Fengtang stood by the bed, and Mu Zichuan sat on the bed, wearing white obscene clothes.
His face was whiter than the clothes on his body, his lips were also white, but his eyes were red and bloodshot.
"Oh my god, I haven't seen you for a while, why are you so sick? What did you do?"
Yang Ruoqing asked, carrying the medicine bowl to the bed.
Luo Fengtang quickly came to Yang Ruoqing and took the medicine bowl.
Muzichuan bowed and stretched out his hand: "Thank you Qing'er for the medicine. Brother Fengtang, give it to me. I'll do it myself."
Luo Fengtang said: "Can you do it?"
Muzichuan nodded: "I still have some strength."
Luo Fengtang didn't force himself and handed the medicine bowl to Mu Zichuan.
Yang Ruoqing said: "Here, put this tray under the bed, so it won't stain the bedding."
"Thank you." Mu Zichuan thanked Yang Ruoqing again.
Yang Ruoqing smiled, stood next to Luo Fengtang, and watched.
After Mu Zichuan finished drinking the medicine, he took out a piece of handkerchief and gently wiped the medicine from the corner of his mouth. He raised his head and said to Luo Fengtang and Yang Ruoqing, "I'm really ashamed that I have caused you trouble."
Luo Fengtang waved his hand disapprovingly: "It doesn't matter!"
Yang Ruoqing said: "We are all made of flesh and blood. We eat firewood, rice, oil and salt, so it is not uncommon to get sick."
"However, if you really want to thank, just thank Chen'er and Baobao. If these two children hadn't come to find you, we would still be in the dark and not even know you were sick. It's scary to think about it!"
Hearing this, Muzichuan couldn't help but look up at Chen'er and Baobao, brother and sister, who were standing beside the bed.
He smiled gently, with gratitude in his eyes: "When uncle recovers from his illness, I will teach you how to draw."
Hearing this, Chen'er's eyes lit up, while Baobao Luo jumped up with joy.
"Okay, okay, I like painting the most, but I've been in a bottleneck lately, so annoying! My brother told me to figure it out on my own, but now Uncle Chuan teaches me, it's really great!" she said.
Seeing that their children were so excited and excited, Luo Fengtang and Yang Ruoqing exchanged glances, and the couple was also very happy.
Yang Ruoqing asked: "When did you fall ill? Chen'er said that you came over yesterday morning and you were fine. You taught him how to write small regular script in pear-shaped script."
Mu Zichuan said: "Maybe it's because I stayed up late last night and wrote two articles. I made hot tea during dinner and couldn't sleep at night..."
"Hey, that's why I said you can't stay up late this night, it's too cold." Yang Ruoqing said.
Mu Zichuan nodded and looked at Chen'er and Luo Baobao.
"You two must learn from your uncle and not stay up late," he warned.
Chen'er and Luo Baobao both nodded.
Yang Ruoqing said: "The porridge is ready in the pot. I'll get you a bowl. You can eat it first. I'll ask Tang Yazi to bring you food later at night."
Mu Zichuan did not refuse.
After drinking medicine and eating porridge, Muzichuan started to feel sleepy.
Yang Ruoqing said: "You have a good rest, we will go back first."
Chen'er said: "Mom, let me stay. I want to read here and take care of Uncle Zichuan."
Yang Ruoqing smiled: "Okay."
Luo Baobao said: "Then I'll stay too."
Yang Ruoqing said: "Forget it, your uncle Zichuan won't be able to sleep if there is a fuss later."
Luo Baobao raised his little hand: "I promise not to make trouble. Mom, just let me stay too. My brother is reading, and I can practice calligraphy beside him."
"Mom, you don't know that Uncle Zichuan has many copybooks, and they are all from famous artists."
In this way, the two children stayed at Lao Mu's house to keep Mu Zichuan company, and Yang Ruoqing and Luo Fengtang returned home.
In the backyard kitchen, Wang Cuilian kept the food warm in the pot.
Seeing them coming back, Wang Cuilian quickly threw a firewood dumpling into the stove, and the fire immediately started.
"Aunt, you go and have a rest." Yang Ruoqing said.
Wang Cuilian nodded, "Okay, the rice soup is in the earthen pot inside. His uncle also left some wine for Tang Yazi and warmed it there too."
Luo Fengtang smiled: "I'm too lazy to drink alone. I'll put the wine away for now and drink with my uncle at night."
Wang Cuilian said: "Sure, you can take care of it. Then I'll go back to the house first."
Yang Ruoqing took out the dishes and placed them on the small table, and put two bowls of rice on them.
"I'm so hungry!" she said, handing the chopsticks to Luo Fengtang.
"Come on, let's eat. You're welcome!" she greeted.
Luo Fengtang also sat down, looking at her choking, and smiled fondly.
The two of them were eating face to face. Suddenly, Yang Ruoqing said: "To be honest, I don't even want to go to Lao Mu's house to take care of Mu Zichuan."
Luo Fengtang looked at Yang Ruoqing: "What's wrong?"
Yang Ruoqing ate the food as if nothing had happened, and said calmly: "It's okay. My godmother is gone, and the two servants are not here either. Mu Zichuan is the only one in La Ou's house. There is a man and a woman alone, under the melon fields and plum trees. I have been there too many times." good!"
Luo Fengtang smiled lightly and said, "As long as you are open-minded, why should you be afraid of rumors?"
Yang Ruoqing nodded: "This is the truth, but I still plan to go less often in the future. After all, it is easy for a person to be smeared, but it is extremely difficult to clarify."
"I try not to get involved in dirty water. Also, I want Mu Zichuan to completely face his current life."
If he goes too often, he will have thoughts that he shouldn't have.
After all, now is when he is at his most lonely and vulnerable. Liu Doukou should be the one to send him warmth and care.
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