"If there is no show, there is no show. I don't expect to marry the Mu family at all," Yang Ruoqing said disrespectfully.

Joke, this body is only twelve years old, Loliar, it's too early to talk about marriage

Besides, her personality doesn't like marriages that are imposed.

"Qinger, Zichuan's child is flexible when he is young. The old men in our village's private school praised him as a material for studying." Sun said, "If you can marry him, you may also be a scholar-in-law, a juren and a woman, and enjoy wealth and prosperity for the rest of your life."

"Mom, Mu Zichuan is really so powerful. Why did he reach this age? He has not even passed the exam for a scholar for six or seven years. He is still a little boy."

Yang Ruoqing curled her lips. For some reason, when she mentioned scholars, she remembered the scholar in a TV series.

A kind of Confucianism and corrupt spirit, speaks and acts sourly, and always makes small moves behind their backs

"Even if Mu Zichuan has a promising future one day and passes the top scorer, that's his own fortune. I, Yang Ruoqing, would rather dig food in the mud for the rest of my life and be free."

Yang Ruoqing said with a smile. When she said these words, her eyes were shiny, as if the low and dilapidated house had instantly shining.

Seeing Yang Huazhong and Sun looked at each other, they were a little embarrassed, and they really said this from their daughter.

Sun still felt a little regretful about losing a son-in-law like Mu Zichuan, but Yang Huazhong swept away the gloom of the past and teased Yang Ruoqing with a smile, "Daughter, then tell me, you want a foolish boy to be your husband, and your parents ask someone to find you."

When Sun heard Yang Huazhong say this, he hurriedly angrily said Yang Huazhong, "You are unreasonable, why do you tell your daughter these things? How old is your daughter? Are you shy?"

Yang Huazhong grinned, and the man's kind and doting eyes fell on his daughter.

Yang Ruoqing did not have the shyness that the girl in this era should have. Instead, she stood there, raised her hand and stroked her hair and played with her, pursed her lips and thought about it seriously.

"The husband I am looking for in the future must be something I like. I must be tall, strong, kind-hearted, and filial to my elders."

Perhaps because of the agent in her previous life, she has always been accustomed to surviving in the dangerous situation of blood and fire, so her desire for power has been integrated into her blood and soul.

In fact, there is another most important one, but she did not tell Yang Huazhong and Sun.

That is, the man she likes Yang Ruoqing can only be kind to her and to spoil her and not to have three wives and four concubines for the rest of her life.

No reason, no excuse, nothing more

Although Yang Huazhong and Sun both have buns, their personalities are also optimistic.

Yang Ruoqing thought, this might be the law of survival of buns. Just treat suffering losses as a blessing, otherwise, you wouldn't have to torture yourself to death.

The family talked and laughed a few times, and the haze that had previously occurred because of Zhao Xiuyun's arrival also disappeared invisibly.

After working hard for a whole day, Yang Ruoqing was a little tired and went back to her house to take a nap.

In the room, the old hen squatted in the grass nest, screaming, looking very proud and proud.

Yang Ruoqing walked over and looked under the chicken's butt, and found an egg with warmth.

Hehe, old hen, it's so good, come on, lay eggs

She put the eggs into a small wooden bucket and then hid them carefully in a corner of the room. Then she took off her shoes and turned over to bed.

Before going to bed, she has the habit of sorting out her thoughts and clarifying her recent goals.

This home is facing two difficulties.

1. Poor. I urgently need to make a fortune.

2. Yang Huazhong's legs

Yang Ruoqing thought about it carefully. Compared to poor, Yang Huazhong's leg injury is the most urgent issue that needs to be solved.

First, Yang Huazhong's leg injury cannot be dragged, and the more he drags, the more difficult it becomes. Second, if Yang Huazhong's leg is cured one day, the family will have the most mature labor force.

In this ancient farming society, there was no ox at home to plow the fields. If the labor force in the middle age falls, it will be difficult for women and children to do anything.

Yang Ruoqing thought it through clearly that she would treat Yang Huazhong's leg injury as her first.

After carefully examining Yang Huazhong's injury, she had already thought about it in her mind.

Her exclusive massage technique is supplemented by medicinal stones.

However, most of the medicines in the prescription are common, but there are three key medicines, which are very rare.

In modern times, there is a price but no market. I don’t know if the three medicines can be found in this era and what price they are

Yang Ruoqing plans to go to the pharmacy in the town to find out the situation.

When I woke up, the sun was already west.

Yang Ruoqing put on her shoes and locked the door of the house and came to Yang Huazhong's house next door.

"Dad, where is my mother?" Yang Ruoqing asked.

Next day, I made an appointment with my mother to dig trenches in the fields outside the farming village, and I need to prepare to grow rapeseed and wheat.

"When your mother saw that you were sleeping soundly, she was reluctant to wake you up, so she went to dig the fields alone." Yang Huazhong said.

"Dad, do you drink tea?"

“No drink.”

"So, then you sleep for a while, and I'll go to the field to help my mother."

"Okay, go, be careful not to trip on the road."

"Uh-huh"

When Yang Ruoqing carried a hoe on the road leading to the field, everyone she met along the way came over curiously to say hello to her.

"Fatty, you're awake"

"Pang Ya, I heard you are not stupid anymore, you are quite straightforward"

Yang Ruoqing thought about it with her toes, and it must be Zhao Xiuyun who told the news that she was not stupid.

Alas, I thought I was pretending to be crazy for a while, but the boss didn't like to deal with these silly village women. It seems that I can't pretend to be like this in the future and feel depressed

"Fat girl, you contradict your future mother-in-law at noon"

Yang Ruoqing stopped and looked at the person who said this, "Who said this?"

"Hey, it was Widow Zhao who said it himself. Everyone saw it, Widow Zhao's nose was crooked."

Yang Ruoqing pulled the corner of her mouth, "Then she asked for it." She carried the hoe and was about to raise her foot, but when she thought of something, she said to the man, "I don't have a mother-in-law in the future, Zichuan of the Mu family, I'll kick him."

After saying this, Yang Ruoqing carried the hoe and left without looking back, leaving the villagers behind her with a shocked chin falling to the ground.

"Hey, I heard it right? What did Pang Ya just say? She gave Mu Zichuan a break."

"What's the matter? I haven't gotten married yet. I don't want Mu Zichuan anymore, so I don't like him."

"No, there aren't men in this world who don't like women, but women who kick women can kick men even if they hit women."

"Hehe, Fat Ya is really awesome. This time, Widow Zhao meets the nemesis, and the evil ones will be beaten by the evil ones."
Chapter completed!