Luo Fengtang's face tensed up instantly, and his expression turned ugly.

"What does Fourth Aunt mean by this?" he asked coldly.

What does ‘having one leg’ mean?

If he hadn't realized that the woman in front of him was Qing'er's fourth aunt and an elder, he would have turned away and ignored her.

Mrs. Liu seemed to miss Luo Fengtang's displeasure.

"Tangyaozi, you and my fat girl are in and out of each other, what is your relationship?"

"Auntie is not an outsider. Tell me, auntie, do you care about my fat girl?"

Mrs. Liu's eyes were shining, and she asked Luo Fengtang repeatedly.

Luo Fengtang frowned and looked at Mrs. Liu with an indifferent expression.

"What's the relationship between Qing'er and I? That's our business and has nothing to do with anyone else." He said coldly.

Ms. Liu was startled for a moment. This kid has a very tight-lipped tone.

Huh, there's no mouth in the world that she can't pry open.

"Silly boy, my aunt is not an outsider, she is Qing'er's biological aunt!"

"Tell aunt what you are planning, so aunt can help you plan!"

"No, thank you!" Luo Fengtang refused without thinking.

"I have something to do at home, let's go first." He turned around and moved his long legs to leave.

Mrs. Liu didn't stop him this time, but stood behind and sneered.

"You silly boy really has no eyesight. He left the white-faced steamed buns alone and didn't eat them, so he had to care about the black steamed buns!"

"What kind of ecstasy did Fatty give you? With her virtue and appearance, what do you like about her?"

Luo Fengtang's steps suddenly stopped.

He turned his face sideways and cast a warning look at Ms. Liu.

The frost on her face made Liu shiver uncontrollably.

In order to be emboldened, Mrs. Liu deliberately raised her chest and said loudly: "Why are you staring at me? I said that you are fat and ugly with good intentions. I don't want you to marry an ugly wife who can't hold your head up in front of others. Are you still angry with me?"

"Qing'er is not ugly!" Luo Fengtang said solemnly.

"Not ugly? Ha~" Ms. Liu smiled and raised her finger to point in the direction of the alley entrance.

"With her bucket waist, elephant legs, double chin, and squinty eyes, apart from squatting and peeing, how does she look like a girl?"

"I don't allow you to talk about Qing'er like that!" Luo Fengtang's voice became even colder.

"I have a mouth, so I have to say it!"

Mrs. Liu put her hands on her hips and said, "If you want a wife, you have to marry someone like our Lan'er, with a fair face and a willow waist. When you walk in the village, all the men will have straight waists!"

"You kid has never tasted what it's like to be a woman, so you picked up a piece of mud and used it as a treasure. You will regret it in the future..."

"Shut up!" Luo Fengtang suddenly growled and stepped in front of Mrs. Liu.

He grabbed Mrs. Liu by the collar and almost lifted her up.

The other arm was raised high and the five fingers were clenched into a fist.

Ms. Liu's face turned pale with fright, "What? You kid still dare to hit me? Come on, come on, try hitting me, you will kill two people if you turn around..."

Luo Fengtang's face was livid with anger.

His chest was heaving violently, and his fist was raised high in the air.

"Qing'er is so unfortunate to have an aunt like you!" Luo Fengtang said solemnly.

"Everyone has their own preferences for radish and cabbage. In my eyes, Qing'er is the prettiest in the world!"

He retracted his fist and pointed his finger at Liu's frightened face: "I, Luo Fengtang, never hit women. For the sake of Qing'er, I will spare you this time. If you do it next time, don't blame me for being rude!"

After saying that, he let go of Mrs. Liu, turned around and strode away.

Mrs. Liu patted her thumping chest and spat hard at Luo Fengtang's back.

"You're a little bastard who has a father and no mother, who are you trying to scare?"

Ms. Liu cursed and turned back to the main entrance of Lao Yang's house.

In the alley here, Yang Ruoqing walked out of the shadows.

Standing at the entrance of the empty alley, looking at the direction Luo Fengtang left, her lips tightened into a straight line, and her hands hanging by her sides were clenched into fists.

She heard every word of the conversation between Luo Fengtang and Mr. Liu just now.

Yang Ruoqing couldn't describe her mood at the moment, it was a little sour and a little sweet.

Some angry, some moved.

It was expected that Mrs. Liu would slander her behind her back.

And Luo Fengtang's protection for her far exceeded her expectations.

She looked down at her arms, waist, and thick legs.

At the beginning, Mu Zichuan disliked her appearance and felt that it was embarrassing for him.

So instead of waiting for Silly Fat Ya on his way to and from school, he always took a detour.

Even if I can't get around her, I will draw a clear line with her at a distance.

But Tang Yazi, he is different.

From the first day she met him, from the first words she said to him.

He never disliked her appearance and appearance.

When the two of them went to town together, he would always follow her closely.

No matter how crowded the streets were, as long as she turned around and looked back, she would definitely be able to catch his eye.

The sweetness in my heart is slowly spreading, overwhelming the sourness and anger!

Walking in the alleyway home, she still couldn't calm down.

In my ears, the conversation I just heard was playing over and over again.

Although Liu's words are hard to hear, if you think about it carefully, they are not completely unreasonable.

Getting rich is imminent, but your own image problem cannot be ignored.

Regardless of whether it is in ancient times or modern times, a person's appearance, appearance, and temperament will all affect her work and life.

When looking for a job in the workplace, people with good looks have more advantages.

Not to mention choosing a mate.

One whiteness covers three ugliness, one fatness destroys everything!

She no longer needs to worry about her father's legs. She only needs to take medicine step by step and practice walking.

From now on, she will actively plan to change her image.

She wanted to make herself beautiful and support Tang Yazi who was so protective of her.

Well, it’s such a happy decision!

…

Half a pot of gnocchi, with some salt and chopped green onions, the whole family just made it simple.

After clearing the dishes and sending Xiao An back to bed, Yang Ruoqing, Sun Shi, and Da An began to prepare tofu.

The stone mill was borrowed from Uncle Chang Geng's house and was never returned.

Yang Ruoqing and Sun took turns grinding the mill, while Daan was on the side responsible for pointing beans into the magic eye of the stone mill.

Mrs. Sun asked Yang Ruoqing: "It seems like there are more than ten kilograms of beans this time..."

Each time, I soaked ten kilograms of it, and I could make about fifty kilograms of tofu and send it to the restaurant in town. The remaining ten kilograms of bean dregs were just used to feed the little piglets.

Yang Ruoqing nodded: "I soaked two more pounds of beans this time!"

"Why do you soak it so much?" asked Sun.

Yang Ruoqing smiled: "We have sold tofu so many times, but my family has never tasted it."

"The stone mill belongs to Uncle Chang Geng's family, and the wheelbarrow belongs to Uncle Da Niu's family. We have to give them some tofu to try."

"And I have to send two yuan to my grandma's house."

Mrs. Sun listened to Yang Ruoqing's analysis one by one, nodding her head with relief on her face.

"My Qing'er is really thoughtful. It doesn't matter whether we eat or not. This favor must be repaid."
Chapter completed!