Yes, like a big boy, so docile.
This caused Yang Ruoqing to lose consciousness for a moment. When she regained consciousness, she couldn't help but raise her hands and gently wrap them around his broad shoulders, and patted his back.
There is a little princess living in the heart of every woman, and there is also a little boy living in the heart of every man, right?
Even though they look like tough men on the outside, in fact, they are also flesh-cutting bodies, and they will get tired and tired...
And women are their warm harbor, allowing them to live here, provide supplies, and rekindle their fighting spirit.
So, while the people you love and the people who love you are still by your side, please try to be gentle to them! The fate of the past life brought us together as husband and wife in this life. No one knows whether we will meet each other in the next life.
It is always right to cherish the present moment and be kind to the people in front of you.
…
The next day, it started to rain again, but the more it rained, the less we could relax the reinforcement of the river bank.
So Blacksmith Luo and Luo Fengtang got up and went to the river.
The Luo family's breakfast is also very simple, including vegetable porridge and steamed dumplings stuffed with chives and eggs.
Yang Huamei came over at this time, with a frown on her face, as if someone owed her several hundred pennies.
"Her aunt, please come sit down quickly and have something to eat together?"
Wang Cuilian greeted warmly.
Yang Huamei just gave her a smile that was uglier than crying, and shook her head feebly: "I've eaten it. Sister-in-law, you go on eating. I'll talk to Qing'er after she finishes eating."
"Auntie, I've almost eaten. Let's go and sit on the corridor in the backyard and talk. It's cool and airy there."
Yang Ruoqing wiped her mouth and stood up.
Staying here will not only make it inconvenient for Aunt Meier to talk, but also aunt and mother-in-law will be a little uncomfortable eating breakfast.
After all, eating is actually very private. Except for family members, no one likes to have outsiders sitting and staring next to them.
Even if the other person is not staring at you, you will always feel a little strange mentally.
When she arrived in the backyard, Yang Ruoqing found a place where she could not get wet from the rain, but could also be exposed to the wind, and sat down at the corner of the verandah with trees and flowers nearby.
"Auntie, sit down."
The scenery here is beautiful, with verandas with carved railings and painted buildings, and a long row of beauties made of redwood beside the verandah.
On the white stone steps were arranged some unnamed flowers and plants of Yang Huamei, and two canna plants that were taller than a human being were swaying gently in the slanting wind and drizzle.
Normally, Yang Huamei would have to praise this beautiful scenery, but today, she was really not in the mood.
"Auntie, why are you looking like this? If you tell me what's going on, maybe you'll feel better if you tell me."
Yang Ruoqing tilted her head and looked at Yang Huamei.
Although she had sworn in her heart before that she would never leave anything related to Lao Wang's family, now that Aunt Meier has come to visit, she can still be a listener.
Yang Huamei now always sighs before speaking, frowning together, making the wrinkles at the corners of her eyes and nasolabial folds on her face deeper.
She really doesn't look like a thirty-three-year-old woman. It's not an exaggeration to say that she is forty-three.
"It's not for Baymax." She spat out a sentence.
"Dabai? Isn't he back yet?" Yang Ruoqing raised an eyebrow and asked.
In the past few days, she had been focused on the river embankment, and she had long forgotten all the bad things about Lao Wang's family.
Now, after hearing Yang Huamei's reminder, she vaguely remembered that she seemed to have said before that Dabai was coming back, and she would have to wait for Dabai to come back to deal with Hongmei's matter!
Yang Huamei shook her head: "Dabai originally said he would come back, but he has not come back for several days. I am worried, fearing that he will get into trouble outside and hold him back..."
That’s what it’s for!
Yang Ruoqing sat upright, smiled, and looked casually at the canna next to her.
Cannas grow taller than humans, in clusters, washed by the rain and green and eye-catching, sobering in appearance.
Bright yellow petals bloomed from the top, revealing their fragrance, and some were in bud, standing proudly in the slanting wind and drizzle, with a strong character.
While Yang Huamei was telling her worries about Dabai, she secretly glanced at Yang Ruoqing to observe her expression.
Of course, Yang Ruoqing didn't know that Yang Huamei was secretly sizing up her. Once her face showed even the slightest hint of familial affection, her aunt would follow the lead and ask her to help find Dabai.
Because her father and fourth uncle were too busy to care about anything else, Yang Huamei also knew that the only person she could ask for was Yang Ruoqing.
But I'm sorry, Yang Ruoqing is so tired of these nonsense things like helping to find Dabai and Xiaohei.
So she still admired Canna carelessly, leaving Yang Huamei to pour out her bitterness alone and not talk to her easily.
Yang Huamei talked for a long time about her worries about Dabai and her helplessness about the situation at home. In short, she was a worried mother-in-law. What she needed most at the moment was Yang Ruoqing's help, otherwise she would really be unable to bear it and collapse...
But Yang Ruoqing has always only acted as a quiet listener, which made Yang Huamei a little discouraged and increasingly unable to understand Yang Ruoqing's thoughts.
"Qing'er, my mouth is dry after talking about this. You can also say a few words. It's not good for me to be the one talking all the time!"
Finally, she stopped herself and awkwardly passed the right to speak to Yang Ruoqing.
Yang Ruoqing took over the conversation with a smile: "Auntie, you have said so much, don't you feel like you just got it off your chest?"
Yang Huamei was stunned for a moment, and her smile was a little bitter, "I have something on my mind, even if I were asked to talk for three days and three nights, I wouldn't be happy!"
"If you don't have long-term worries, you will have immediate worries. Every family has sutras that are difficult to recite. Please be more enlightened, aunt."
"ah?"
Yang Huamei was stunned again, not knowing how to answer this sentence.
It felt like Yang Ruoqing was practicing Tai Chi with herself.
Do you need the comfort of these principles right now?
No, what I need most urgently right now is help. I send people to Qing'an County and Changhuai Prefecture to look for Dabai.
Yang Huamei gritted her teeth and didn't plan to pretend anymore.
"Qing'er, my aunt came here just to see if you can help find Dabai."
"Auntie, look at me like this. It's hard to even go to Qingshui Town."
Yang Ruoqing rubbed her big belly and said to Yang Huamei with a smile.
Yang Huamei's smile became stiffer and stiffer, "Qing'er, you are so smart, you should understand what aunt means, how can I let you go find it? Even if you go, aunt won't worry!"
"Then aunt wants Tang Yazi to find her? That's not possible. We can't live without him on the other side of the river embankment."
Yang Huamei shook her head again, "No, that's not what I meant..."
"That's my father? That's even worse. He's Li Zheng. He has to lead everyone to build the dam day and night. How can he leave his work and help my aunt find Dabai?"
Seeing that Yang Huamei was about to burst into tears, Yang Ruoqing softened her tone and comforted her: "Auntie, don't worry about Dabai. He is going to be his own father. Why doesn't he know the importance of it?"
"You're already so old, it's time for you to let go. When it's time to come back, you'll naturally come back!"
(End of chapter)
