"Anyway, I don't want you, an uncle, to pay for it. Why are you so angry?" Wang Cuilian said.

Blacksmith Luo sighed, "You're right, I'm just worrying too much, so worry more."

"That's it, forget it!" He waved his hand.

"If you can really let it go, then I'll be thankful to God." Wang Cuilian said.

"I was thinking about Zhou Wang's marriage all night last night, and you barely slept a wink. After dinner, you can quickly go and catch up on your sleep." Wang Cuilian said again.

My own man, I feel sorry for myself.

Blacksmith Luo was very impressed by Wang Cuilian's thoughtfulness, and a simple and honest smile appeared on his face.

"Let's talk about it later, I don't have the habit of sleeping during the day."

He said, his eyes falling on Luo Fengtang and Yang Ruoqing in front of him.

"Why don't you two say anything? What do you think about this?" Blacksmith Luo asked again.

I just said I don't worry about it, but as soon as I finished speaking, I couldn't help but ask again.

Luo Fengtang, Yang Ruoqing and Wang Cuilian couldn't help but look at each other and smile.

Luo Fengtang spoke: "We have nothing to see."

"Cousin, it doesn't matter whether he is marrying a wife or taking a concubine. To me and Qing'er, it's all the same."

"Anyway, we won't be going to Zhoujia Village for a banquet. At that time, the best thing we can do is seal a red envelope, and uncle, you can just take it with you when you go there.

Luo Fengtang's words were very direct.

The meaning is clear and there is no need to find a translator.

Blacksmith Luo sighed, "It's up to you!"

My friendship with Zhoujiacun probably only lasts to my generation and Da'e's generation.

When I return to the West in the future, Tangyazi and Zhou Wang will most likely not have any contact with each other.

Why!

The man suppressed his depression in his heart.

…

The days passed in an orderly manner.

The second crop of rice is ripe.

At this time, the season has begun to fall, the mornings and evenings are slightly cooler, and the sun is still blazing during the day.

The legendary Autumn Tiger is not built for nothing.

Luo Fengtang and Ah Hao went out on all fronts to help Yang Huazhong and Luo Tiejiang's family harvest rice.

Yang Ruoqing was not idle either. She took Xiaohua Xiaoduo with her to help Sun pick up cotton.

After being dry for so long, the weather has changed, and rain is probably coming.

When the rain comes, those cottons as white as snow will rot in the flower shells if they are not picked up in time.

Without cotton, it would be impossible to make warm quilts for the winter, and children would not be able to make cotton-padded clothes.

When winter comes, it will be very difficult for adults and children.

So, right now, it’s busy farming again.

At home, pregnant women work together.

Yang Ruolan, Cao Bamei, and Xiao Yaxue are responsible for cooking for everyone and taking care of logistics.

After more than ten days of harvesting, before the first autumn rain came.

Late rice and cotton are all harvested and put into warehouses.

"Qing'er, please go to the old house later and say hello to your grandparents and everyone in the few rooms."

"Let's all come over here to eat cake this noon."

Mrs. Sun carried a basin of freshly ground rice paste and walked to the backyard kitchen. When passing by the main room, she gave Yang Ruoqing these instructions.

Yang Ruoqing nodded happily.

The life of a villager is so simple and real.

After a busy year, the harvest was harvested, and after paying taxes and other things to the government, we started to prepare food to reward everyone.

Using local materials, rice flour cakes and wheat flour cakes are the most common snacks as a reward after the busy farming season.

"I'm going to say hello right now."

Yang Ruoqing said to Sun, turned around and walked briskly out of the yard and into the village.

The sky was filled with raindrops as thin as cow hair.

Holding an umbrella is a burden, but Yang Ruoqing likes to feel the coolness.

Moreover, in the air, there is not only the fragrance of earth, but also the fragrance of osmanthus.

Fresh, yet fragrant, it makes people feel inexplicably relaxed.

In the inner house of the old Yang family, Yang Ruoqing had just walked into the side door when she heard Yang Ruohe's crying and Mrs. Liu's scolding coming from the west room.

"You're a liar, you're a prodigal, you can fly when your wings are strong, and now you're being bullied and you're back?"

"When you live a comfortable life, you no longer want your natal family. Now that you are being bullied, do you think of our natal family?"

"You have a beautiful idea, get out of here, get out of here!"

Amid Liu's scolding, the crying Yang Ruohe was dragged out of the house.

"You damn girl, get out of here. I'll just pretend that I never gave birth to you. I'll just pretend that I gave birth to a piece of flesh with a blackened heart and liver."

"I raised you up and gave you a dowry to marry. From now on, whether you live or die, whether you are good or bad, is all your own destiny."

"Go away, go away, don't come to our old Yang's house again, don't look at this sky anymore..."

Ms. Liu was also crying and cursing, and was still pushing Yang Ruohe towards the courtyard door.

Yang Ruohe didn't say anything, just stood there wiping tears.

No, she was wiping away tears with one hand, while holding Feifei in her arms with the other hand.

Beside, Bao Suyun, Lao Yangtou, Jin and others are all there.

Mrs. Tan was also standing at the door of the east room, blind, tilting her head and raising her ears to listen.

It was Mrs. Liu who was always scolding, scolding and pushing Yang Ruohe. No one said a word of advice, and no one stopped her.

Yang Ruoqing came over, "Hey, what's going on? Why is He'er back?"

Hearing Yang Ruoqing's voice, Bao Suyun quickly came to her side and told the story in a low voice.

"Earlier, your fourth aunt was grinding rice milk with me over there, and Ju'er suddenly came over to send a message, saying that He'er was back."

"Your fourth aunt and I came here and saw He'er hugging Feifei and crying on the bed."

"Your fourth aunt went over to ask her something, but she didn't even say anything. She just cried."

"Your fourth aunt became anxious and angry, so she started to drive her away."

"I don't know exactly why I ran back to my parents' house. No, I'm just listening."

After hearing what Bao Suyun said, Yang Ruoqing cast her eyes on Yang Ruohe and Feifei she was holding.

Then, she discovered some small abnormalities.

"Fourth Aunt, please rest for a while before scolding me. Let me ask He'er a few words," she said loudly.

Over there, Mrs. Liu's scolding paused. She looked at Yang Ruoqing and said angrily: "What do you have to ask her? I don't care why she came back. All I know is that she doesn't have a mother like me, and neither do I."

She’s a daughter!”

Yang Ruoqing curled her lips, "Oh, Fourth Aunt, please don't say cruel words that don't mean what you mean. Regardless of whether you want to break up with her or not, you must at least let me ask about the situation first to satisfy everyone's curiosity, right?"

Smiling, Yang Ruoqing pursed her lips towards Mrs. Tan, who had raised her ears at the door of the east room.

"Look, even my grandma is very concerned about this matter. Fourth Aunt, please don't drive her away yet!" Yang Ruoqing said again.

Hearing this, Ms. Liu glared at Yang Ruohe, who was still crying, and said, "I'll settle the score with you later!"
Chapter completed!