"Then your sister-in-law and the others returned without success today. Qing'er, should we go..."
"Tangyaozi, don't make trouble for me."
Yang Ruoqing stopped moving, raised her head and glanced at Luo Fengtang, with obvious impatience on her face.
"I wish Yang Yongxian would die now, immediately, immediately. Do you understand?"
"I will never have any sympathy or sympathy for him, or fulfill his last wish before his death!"
"Impossible, that's absolutely impossible! Because he doesn't deserve it, even if he dies, he can only be beheaded. In my opinion, beheading is a lenient sentence for him. A scum like him doesn't deserve it. If you kill him with one knife, he should be tortured, cut in half, quartered by five horses, split into pieces in a chariot, or even castrated!"
"It's just a pity that he is not qualified and does not deserve to enjoy those punishments, so he can only chop his neck with a knife! This makes me very depressed!" Yang Ruoqing said again.
Luo Fengtang heard Yang Ruoqing say so much in one breath, and her tone became more unhappy and impatient as he went on.
Luo Fengtang knew that he had said the wrong thing, so he felt kindhearted.
So he hurried forward to hold Yang Ruoqing's shoulders, with shame in his eyes, and said in a good-tempered way: "I'm sorry, Qing'er, I shouldn't have bothered to make that kind of suggestion and caused trouble for you."
"I promise I won't do anything unnecessary again. This matter is over. I don't want to think about it anymore. I love you!"
Luo Fengtang gently rubbed Yang Ruoqing's shoulders and continued to persuade.
Seeing that Yang Ruoqing still had a straight face and deliberately ignored his hug and apology, Luo Fengtang leaned down, stared into her eyes and then said: "How about I say hello to my subordinate, let me How about they secretly do something small to Yang Yongxian in prison and let him die violently in the way you mentioned before?"
Luo Fengtang has no other ideas now. As long as he can calm his wife's anger as much as possible and as quickly as possible, he doesn't mind doing things that make her happy.
When Yang Ruoqing heard his words, she knew that he was not perfunctory with her.
Because the look in his eyes clearly told him that he was serious.
Moreover, as long as she nodded at this moment, he could immediately turn around and do it.
"How can you kill a chicken with a big knife? This is a dirty knife! There is no need to use a cannon to kill mosquitoes. This is a waste of good resources!"
Yang Ruoqing told him this, and at the same time, her face looked much better than before.
"Qing'er, I'm serious. Anything I do for you is worth it." Luo Fengtang stared into her eyes and said every word.
Yang Ruoqing shook her head gently, her eyes very indifferent: "Tangyaozi, I am also serious. I have no sympathy for him now. As for deliberately torturing him in prison, it is not a crime, because the jailers in the prison, There are also family members and friends of several jailers he killed, and they must have said hello to the people inside."
"I think my cousin has already suffered enough. I have no interest in stepping on him again. It will make my shoes dirty. I'm just looking forward to him now, waiting for him, and watching him hurry up." Die!"
Yang Yongxian: "It's coming soon. It's just in the next few days. When the time comes, we will go to the county Yawa City entrance to watch his execution?"
Yang Ruoqing shook her head again, "Don't read it, it will affect my appetite."
As for the psychological shadow, take it away. She has been through a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood. Compared with the dead, the living with ulterior motives are truly terrifying beings.
"Okay, then we won't go and see them. There's nothing interesting about those things anyway."
Luo Fengtang took the big scissors from Yang Ruoqing's hand and gently pulled her into his arms.
After the two of them rubbed hands together in this corner of the backyard, it wasn't until they heard the shouts of reunion coming from the house over there that Luo Fengtang let go of Yang Ruoqing. Even so, he still held her hand tightly.
The Luo family ate dinner relatively early. Converted to the Beijing time that Yang Ruoqing was familiar with, the dinner was finished before 7:30.
And winter nights are very long.
There was no TV to watch, no computers or mobile phones to play with, and the aunts and aunts did not do square dancing, so everyone basically sat in the fire barrel after dinner and did needlework with the oil lamp on the table.
Sometimes in order to save firewood, or to join in the fun to break up the boring work, the women in the neighborhood, or relatives and friends at home, would come over with sewing baskets, rub the firewood, and do household chores together.
At this time, the children were playing around by themselves. Children are not afraid of the cold anyway, even if their little hands are freezing to the bone.
Even if two long slugs were dragged out of their noses, when asked about them, they would all shake their heads and say they were not cold, and they would not be willing to enter the fire barrel.
At this time, the men from the neighbors would come over with their tobacco poles. The men would go about their daily routine together and talk about the New Year.
Sometimes the topics of men and women are intertwined.
So the village on a winter night was actually very lively before going to bed.
The liveliness and warmth in a small area are also the past and hometown that many people in future generations miss but cannot go back to.
Yang Ruoqing feels very lucky. She is lucky enough to come back and experience this beauty again!
However, at this moment, Zhang Youfu and Liao Meiying found the Luo family in the dark.
"Qing'er, are you free? I want to discuss something with you..."
Seeing Liao Meiying's expression of admiration, Yang Ruoqing thought with her toes and figured out why she was here.
At the moment, Yang Ruoqing smiled, but her smile was distant.
"Sister-in-law, just tell me if you have anything to do. I'm listening."
He had no intention of moving away and chatting privately with Liao Meiying in another place.
Liao Meiying stood there and looked at the other people in the room. In addition to the Luo family, Cao Bamei and Yang Yongjin also came over.
Sun and Yang Huazhong didn't come, mainly because Xiaoan, Xiaohua, their husbands and their children had gone home to celebrate the New Year. With three grandchildren, Sun suddenly became very busy and couldn't even take care of her grandson.
Of course, because Luo Fengtang is back, there is no need for Sun to be distracted by Tuan Yuanyuan for the time being.
"I, I..." Liao Meiying's eyes flickered on Cao Bamei and Wang Cuilian, she stammered and looked embarrassed.
Yang Ruoqing remained unmoved.
In the end, Wang Cuilian and Cao Bamei couldn't stand it anymore. Wang Cuilian said, "Bamei, didn't you say you wanted to teach me how to sew quilts last time?"
This is about wanting to leave temporarily.
Cao Bamei naturally understood Aunt Cuilian's intention, but Cao Bamei didn't want to stay here anymore because she had to go home later and had to make excuses again.
So Cao Bamei said directly: "It's too late today, and it's not convenient to do it in the dark. I'm going to go home and rest first. I'll come back tomorrow if I look brighter and brighter!"
(End of chapter)
