Yang Ruoqing was stunned for a moment.

If he didn't accept his offer, he would have thought more.

I think she looks down on her.

This also goes against what she just said to him.

So, she nodded happily.

"Sure, I'll accept it, but I won't do it next time."

"Okay" Mu Zichuan also looked very happy, his eyes bright.

Yang Ruoqing picked up the charcoal bag and was about to leave, but saw that he was still standing there, refusing to move.

"There's something else"

she asked again.

Mu Zichuan said, "Qing'er, I have a request that I can't make. I want you to agree to it."

Yang Ruoqing thought for a moment, "As long as it's not too much, I can consider it."

Mu Zichuan laughed and said, "I will never make unreasonable demands like getting married again, Qing'er, you can rest assured."

Yang Ruoqing rolled her eyes.

I thought that even if you mentioned it ten thousand times, my sister would never agree to it.

Fortunately, you are self-aware.

"Then tell me, what is it?" she asked.

Mu Zichuan asked, "Can I come to your house and break in like Tang Yazi did?"

"ah"

Yang Ruoqing thought she heard wrongly.

"Why does my request make it difficult for you, Qing'er?"

Mu Zichuan asked, a look of disappointment appeared on Qingjun's face.

"That's not true." Yang Ruoqing said.

"You are a scholar, and my family is all farmers. We are like-minded and disagree with each other. If you come to my house and try to talk to each other, we will not be able to talk together."

"So that's it." Mu Zichuan nodded, and the light in his eyes went out again.

"Hey, I never thought that I, Mu Zichuan, would be such a failure as a human being."

He shook his head, looking very hurt.

"That's all, Qing'er, go to your house. I won't bother you anymore. See you later."

He gave her a wry smile, turned around, and walked forward slowly.

Yang Ruoqing looked at his lonely back and then glanced at the charcoal in his hand.

I was so confused.

But she still resisted the urge to call him.

As a human being, when you should be rational and cruel, you should not be sloppy.

She knew Mu Zichuan's true purpose of trying to escape.

He wanted to repair his relationship with her little by little by pleasing her parents.

But I'm sorry.

He used to love his original owner so deeply.

His command to die for my own good has long since faded away.

She is now in charge of this body.

She wouldn't call someone like Mu Zichuan.

Muzichuan, go your own way.

We are destined not to be on the same path in this life.

Since it's not the case, there's no need to get entangled.

Yang Ruoqing put the five kilograms of second-grade charcoal sent by Mu Zichuan in the kitchen room and went to Yang Huazhong's room next door.

In the house, Luo Fengtang and Mrs. Sun were playing with the big heating bucket.

I saw them igniting fuel containing wood chips, pine cones and fruit charcoal.

Then put it into the warm bucket and put a wire frame on top.

"I'll come in first to see if it's warm."

Daan was the first to fall into the heating bucket.

Xiao An is small and only as high as the warm bucket, so he can't get in.

"Come on, brother Fengtang will carry you in."

Luo Fengtang leaned over and put Xiao An into the heating bucket and stood there.

"Is it warm?" he asked Xiao An with a smile.

Xiao An smiled with crooked eyebrows and said, "It's so warm."

"Hey, then you just stay in the warm bucket." He raised his hand and touched Xiao An's head.

As soon as I turned around, I saw Yang Ruoqing entering the room with a smile.

Luo Fengtang was startled for a moment, then looked behind her.

Not seeing Mu Zichuan follow him, he looked relieved.

His reaction could not escape Yang Ruoqing's eyes.

She was secretly surprised.

This kid seems to be very nervous about Mu Zichuan coming over.

It was as if Muzichuan's coming would threaten him.

And so does Mu Zichuan.

When I didn't see Luo Fengtang again, I felt like I was meeting an enemy.

Hey, she doesn't understand this boy's world.

Over there, Mrs. Sun ran towards Yang Ruoqing.

"Why are you so late alone? Who are you talking to outside?" asked Sun.

Yang Ruoqing came back to her senses.

Only then did we know that Luo Fengtang came in first and did not tell the Sun family that Mu Zichuan was here.

"Oh, it's Sister Xiaoyu from Uncle Chang Geng's house. She just happened to pass by my door and said a few words."

Yang Ruoqing lied casually.

Sister Xiaoyu is the second daughter of Uncle Chang Geng and Aunt Guihua.

He is fourteen years old this year, two years older than Yang Ruoqing.

Mrs. Sun heard that it was Xiaoyu, so she didn't ask any more questions.

The woman took Yang Ruoqing to the heating bucket, "Qing'er, look, the heating bucket made by Tang Yazi is so useful. The charcoal burns well, and the room is filled with fragrance."

Yang Ruoqing also smiled and nodded repeatedly.

He glanced at Luo Fengtang, who was chatting with Yang Huazhong over there, and the corners of his lips curved gently.

Compare goods and people.

She had always thought Luo Fengtang was good in the past.

But now Mu Zichuan came over to compare.

She became more and more aware of the boy in front of her, regardless of his behavior or character.

They are all far above Muzi River.

Muzichuan's only advantage is that he has his mother to take care of him.

He went to school since he was a child, and he was surrounded by the aura of being a scholar.

And Luo Fengtang, without father or mother, was soaked in bitter water.

Yang Ruoqing believed that what Luo Fengtang lacked was opportunity.

Whether he is hunting, making furniture, or burning charcoal or something.

Many things are self-taught.
To be continued...