The boy's delicate brows frowned even more as he listened to the woman's endless complaints.

"Mom, you've been saying this all the time? Can you not say it?"

"Why didn't you tell me? My back hurts from climbing!"

"No matter how aching your back is, it's my dad. We only come here two or three times a year, so don't blame me, okay?"

The boy was still trying to comfort his mother.

The woman hummed, finally stopped scolding, and climbed up with her head downcast.

But the evil fire was all scattered on the vegetation and stones nearby, cursing all the way.

"Oh no, no, no, no, I can't walk..."

Just when she stood still and refused to move forward again, a lake-blue figure came to her.

"Aunt Mu, let me help you up!"

As a voice like the sounds of nature rang in her ears, the woman's arms were gently held by a pair of white and soft little hands.

Widow Liu turned her head and looked, her eyes widened.

Whose girl is this? She is so beautiful that she looks like a fairy from heaven.

"Daughter, who do you belong to?" Widow Liu asked with a smile while being helped forward by Yang Ruolan.

Yang Ruolan's wonderful eyes glanced at Muzichuan who was following Widow Liu, lowered her eyes shyly, and said softly: "To answer my aunt, I am Lan'er, the second-room mate of the old Yang family in the east of the village."

From the old Yang family?

The smile on Widow Liu's face froze.

The second wife? Then isn’t this fairy-like girl the cousin of Fat Ya?

No matter how beautiful the fairy is, as long as she comes from the old Yang family, the old Mu family will not be surprised!

Just as Widow Liu was about to withdraw her arm from Yang Ruolan's hand, she suddenly caught a glimpse of the old Yang family sitting on a rock and resting on the mountainside in front of them.

No one else was around, but Widow Liu had no intention of looking. She immediately caught sight of Yang Ruoqing sitting on the stone.

Widow Liu freed up her other hand and patted Yang Ruolan's fair and tender little hand.

"The same rice can feed all kinds of people. This is true. We are all the daughters of the same grandma. You and your fat girl, Lan'er, are like the same person in the sky!" Widow Liu said.

"Auntie, my sister has been spoiled by my third uncle and third aunt since she was a child. She doesn't know the importance of words and deeds, and she doesn't know how to cherish blessings. Auntie, don't argue with her!" Yang Ruolan persuaded softly.

"Oh, you girl, you have such a sweet little mouth, you are so sensible, come here to help me, and you are so good at comforting others!" Widow Liu smiled and looked at Yang Ruolan again.

"Aunt, please don't praise Lan'er enough. It's Lan'er's blessing to be able to support you!" Yang Ruolan said softly.

"How do you say this?" Widow Liu asked.

Yang Ruolan glanced at Mu Zichuan who was behind Widow Liu, looking at her nose, nose and heart.

"Brother Zichuan is the first talented scholar in our village. He has brought honor to Changping Village. Auntie, you are a hero for your good teaching!"

"A good girl knows how to talk. These words have touched my aunt's heart!"

Widow Liu smiled and patted the back of Yang Ruolan's hand again.

Yang Ruolan smiled shyly and said, "Auntie, my father and the others are sitting over there and resting. I'll help you go to rest on the stone over there for a while!"

"good!"

…

The men of Lao Yang's family were all gathering together to smoke cigarettes, and some were drinking water.

Yang Ruoqing also took out a water bag and shared it with Da An and Xiao An.

Turning her head, Yang Ruoqing saw Yang Ruolan, who had been weak to Liu Fufeng just now, actually supporting the panting Widow Liu coming up from there.

Yang Ruoqing was stunned for a moment.

This cousin, why did the small universe explode? Still so loving to support Widow Liu?

Immediately, she caught a glimpse of Mu Zichuan following Yang Ruolan and Widow Liu.

Yang Ruoqing suddenly seemed to understand something!

Over there, everyone in the old Yang family also saw Yang Ruolan coming over with Widow Liu.

The expressions of Old Yangtou, Yang Huaan, Yang Huazhou and others all changed at the same time.

Obviously everyone was puzzled by Yang Ruolan's move.

Although the third bedroom was separated, the third bedroom and Lao Yang's family were still on the same vine.

The third family broke off their engagement with Lao Mu's family and even broke up with each other. When Lao Yang's family and Lao Mu's family met in the village, they didn't even speak!

Everyone in the village knows about this, including the people in the second house.

Lan'er is so smart, why is she so confused?

Lao Yangtou and others all smoked dry cigarettes in silence and stopped chewing.

On Yang Ruoqing's side, Mrs. Sun also looked embarrassed when she saw Widow Liu coming over.

The most calm person is Yang Ruoqing.

After she glanced over there, she turned her head away and pretended not to see it.

Out of sight out of mind.

However, I can't stand some "warm-hearted" people.

Over there, after Yang Ruolan helped Widow Liu up, seeing the expressions of the old Yang family, Yang Ruolan was also a little embarrassed.

But she still gritted her teeth and smiled at Widow Liu: "Auntie, there is an empty stone over there. I will help you go over there and have a rest."

Widow Liu nodded, let Yang Ruolan support her, and walked towards a rock over there.

If it were in the past, as long as there was a place where Lao Yang's family was, Widow Liu would not even come forward to beat her to death.

But things are different this time!

Zichuan passed the scholar examination and became the first scholar in the history of Changping Village!

But Yang Yongxian, the eldest grandson of the Yang family, who took the exam with Zichuan, failed!

Feel proud!

Yang Ruolan supported Widow Liu, walked straight to the empty stone and sat down, winking secretly at Yang Hualin.

Yang Hualin understood, and hurriedly jumped down from the stone, and walked over with a smile to say hello to Widow Liu and Mu Zichuan.

"Sister-in-law from the Mu family, are you guys coming here to burn incense for my brother from the Mu family?"

"Yes, Yang Laoer, you have raised a good daughter!"

Widow Liu praised Yang Ruolan in public, while using the corner of her eye to glance at Yang Ruoqing who was sitting next to a large rock nearby.

When Yang Hualin heard Widow Liu praising his daughter, he opened his mouth and grinned to the side.

He looked at Mu Zichuan, who was following Widow Liu respectfully, and gave a thumbs up.

"Sister-in-law of the Mu family, you are the hero of our Changping Village. You have raised the first talented scholar in our village!"

When Yang Hualin said these words, Widow Liu's face turned into a smile.

And the faces of Lao Yang's family members over there, especially Lao Yangtou and Yang Hua'an, all looked even more ugly.

Yang Hualin and Yang Ruolan, father and daughter, are still surrounding Widow Liu and Mu Zichuan.

Yang Hualin asked Mu Zichuan: "My dear nephew Zichuan, my second uncle is here to congratulate you first!"

Mu Zichuan did not respond.

Looking at the eyes, nose, nose and heart, it seems as if you are trapped in your own world.

Yang Hualin was stunned for a moment, and Widow Liu was also a little surprised.

At this time, Yang Ruolan, who was standing next to Widow Liu, looked at Mu Zichuan with a pair of testing eyes.

Jiao Didi timidly asked Mu Zichuan: "Brother Zichuan, my father and I saw the announcement posted at the gate of the county government office. In the list of admitted talents, Brother Zichuan, you are at the top of the list."

Mu Zichuan still lowered his eyes slightly, and there were no half-dead mood swings on his handsome and elegant face.
Chapter completed!