That is the light spot engraved in Luo Fengtang's genes. He was born to be an extraordinary person. How could he give up his ambition and come back to only guard her as a woman for the sake of a few loving words from her?

She hopes that he will be happy, fulfilled, and live a life with a sense of value and accomplishment.

Luo Fengtang wanted to say something more, but Yang Ruoqing suddenly made a silencing gesture towards him and pointed towards the fifth room.

Luo Fengtang followed her gaze and couldn't help but squint his eyes.

However, Yang Ruoqing pulled him to the side and revealed her eyes to look at the backyard of the fifth house.

Yes, the two of them went out for a walk. First they strolled along the main road. Finally, as they walked, they didn’t know who took them, so they turned around and walked around to another small road. They walked along the field dam over there to the south end of the village.

That side of the house also happened to be behind the houses of the Sun family, the fifth house, and Cao Bamei's family.

And a figure was wandering outside the backyard of the fifth house like a lonely ghost.

"Who is that? He looks like a man."

Yang Ruoqing squinted her eyes. She didn't know if it was because she had read too many account books recently. Her eyes were a little tired and her eyesight was naturally not that good.

Luo Fengtang said: "It's Jiang Xianjun."

Jiang Xianjun?

Yang Ruoqing's eyes widened in confusion, "Tomorrow he will pick up the girl from the Zheng family and come to his home. After the visit, the wedding will be completed. Why bother going to the fifth room?"

Luo Fengtang frowned slightly, thought for a moment, and said in a deep voice: "Maybe he is unwilling to give in and wants to make a final struggle."

Yang Ruoqing was stunned, looking at Luo Fengtang, but saw that his eyes were still locked on Jiang Xianjun over there.

There was compassion and sympathy in those eyes.

"As a man, I may understand Jiang Xianjun's mood."

Realizing that she was looking at him, he continued: "It is the most difficult for a man to let go of the first woman he falls in love with in his life."

"I sympathize with his experience, but I disdain the way he behaves. He is a coward and not worthy of your cousin Mianmian."

Yang Ruoqing understood it completely now.

But her reaction was a little different from Luo Fengtang's. She looked at the whole thing from a woman's perspective.

"A thousand words can be said in one sentence. Even if a mama's boy like Jiang Xianjun marries a girl from the Zheng family, his married life will not be happy."

Because he has another person in his heart, he cannot fully open up to his wife, and even compares her to Mianmian many times.

Invisibly, it became the white moonlight in his heart.

"I can't stand this kind of cowardly man the most. Since he can't give Mianmian happiness, and he can't even protect her when his mother bullies Mianmian, why come here and cause trouble?"

"Tangyaozi, I want to go over to him and give him a warning face to face."

Luo Fengtang originally wanted to persuade her not to go over and take care of this matter. Maybe Jiang Xianjun wandered around for a while and didn't see Mianmian, so he went back by himself?

However, when she met Yang Ruoqing's eyes, she stopped trying to dissuade her.

At this time, Jiang Xianjun, who had wandered for a while and didn't know where he got the courage, actually planned to climb over the wall and enter the fifth room.

"This bitch has turned the world upside down!"

Seeing Yang Ruoqing rolling up her sleeves and about to rush over to teach Jiang Xianjun a lesson, Luo Fengtang quickly stopped her.

"You're still pregnant. Don't be impulsive. I'll catch him for you."

After saying that, his figure turned into an afterimage and disappeared.

In just a blink of an eye, he arrived at the foot of the wall, pulled Jiang Xianjun down, carried him on his shoulders, and returned here. With a muffled sound, Jiang Xianjun was thrown at Yang Ruoqing's feet and fell on his back.

Before Jiang Xianjun could even groan, her chest was stepped on.

Yang Ruoqing stepped on Jiang Xianjun, leaned down and stared at him coldly: "Jiang Xianjun, are you looking for death? Are you climbing over the wall of my fifth uncle's house to steal something?"

Jiang Xianjun was thrown so hard that all the bones in his body seemed to be broken. It was only then that he could see clearly who was throwing him and stepping on him.

"Sister Qing'er, it's not like that. I didn't want to steal anything. I, I'm not that kind of person..."

"If it's not stealing, then what are you doing sneakily here? We saw you climbing over the wall with our own eyes. Do you not only want to steal things, but also want to do other more dirty things?"

"Sister Qing'er, I really don't have it, and I don't dare to..."

Jiang Xianjun lay on the ground, blushing, and explained weakly.

"Then what do you want to do? If you don't tell me, I will send you to the government. The official will come down to see you and you are still not honest!"

"But before that, I have to tie you up and take you to the village to show you to the public!"

"Tangyaozi, go and call my father and a few village elders. By the way, call Grandpa Jiang and Uncle Jiang over too!"

Luo Fengtang responded in a muffled voice and pretended to leave. Jiang Xianjun struggled to get up from the ground and hurried over to stop Luo Fengtang.

"Brother Luo, please don't go. I will kneel down to you and beg you to spare me this time..."

Jiang Xianjun knelt down, but Luo Fengtang grabbed him by the shoulders, lifted him up, and threw him back to Yang Ruoqing's feet.

"Qing'er, keep stepping." He said again.

"okay."

Yang Ruoqing curled her lips towards Luo Fengtang and stepped on them again.

Luo Fengtang reminded again: "Change your foot, don't get sore."

Yang Ruoqing raised her eyebrows at him, so considerate.

She really changed her foot and stepped on Jiang Xianjun again, pointed at him and said, "Even if you don't tell me, I know what you are thinking."

"Mianmian went to the county seat two months ago. You can't see it even if you climb over the wall."

"You're a coward and can't protect her, so don't cause trouble for her again. You can't afford it. You're a coward. You're not worthy of Mianmian, do you know that?"

Jiang Xianjun lay at Yang Ruoqing's feet, gasping for breath as he was stepped on, but was so humiliated by Yang Ruoqing's words that his face turned red to the point of dripping water.

"I, I don't want to hurt her. It's just that I don't have the ability to convince my mother, and I feel very sad..."

As he spoke, two lines of tears rolled down from the corners of his eyes.

Not only did he cry, he also choked with sobs and his body trembled under Yang Ruoqing's feet.

This reminded Yang Ruoqing of how he and Mianmian used to play together in the third room when they were children. Among the group of boys and girls, the one Yang Ruoqing liked the most was Jiang Xianjun.

Fair and clean, shy and gentle, with double eyelids and big eyes, her lips are red and her teeth are white when she smiles. She often gives Jiang Xianjun something to eat!

Now that he was being stepped on like this, not only did he lose his temper, he cried sadly and blamed himself.

"You only cry when you cry. You are such a loser!"

Yang Ruoqing kicked him irritably and finally moved her feet to the side.

"Go back and don't come to Mianmian again. If you really want her best, don't come again. Otherwise, you will harm her."

"do you understand?"

Jiang Xianjun got up, stood there with his shoulders hunched, wiping away tears, and choked with sobs, saying, "I'm sorry for Mianmian."

"Don't talk nonsense if it's useless," Yang Ruoqing rolled her eyes, "If you understand, get out of here and live your life well. If I see you hanging around here again, I'll take off your pants and tie you to the old maple tree at the entrance of the village.
Chapter completed!