He whispered in her ear.

He tightened his arms, as if he wanted to crush her into pieces and blend her into his own bones and blood.

Being held so tightly by him, Yang Ruoqing was tense all over and did not dare to move.

Inside the nose, every breath and every breath was filled with the familiar smell of him.

Masculine, with a faint smell of sweat.

It's not offensive at all, but rather gives people a sense of security.

"I am here!"

She responded softly, stretched out her hand, and tentatively hugged his waist.

She buried her face in his chest.

He leaned down and rested his chin on her shoulder.

The two of them didn't speak, they just hugged each other quietly.

The tinkling sounds outside the house seemed to gradually fade away.

The room was very quiet, except for two wildly beating hearts, nestled tightly together.

"Tangyazi..."

Outside the house, Blacksmith Luo's shout suddenly came.

The two people separated quickly, both blushing.

"Your uncle is calling you, go quickly!"

she urged.

Luo Fengtang nodded and responded outside the door.

After taking two steps, he suddenly turned around and came back.

Before Yang Ruoqing could react, he leaned down.

Following her previous example, he also gave her a gentle peck on the forehead.

"Practice more, hehe!"

He chuckled, turned around and ran out of the house.

This brat!

She glared at his back, but the corners of her lips curved sweetly.

After cleaning up the house, Yang Ruoqing came to the yard outside the house.

Over there, the roofs of three houses were all removed.

They were carrying down the beams of the roof one by one.

Blacksmith Luo was missing.

Yang Ruoqing heard the sound of ping-ping-pong-pong coming from the kitchen.

When I came in, I saw Blacksmith Luo washing rice for cooking.

She smiled, walked in and said, "Uncle Luo, let me help you."

"How can I overwork you, girl Qing..."

"It's okay, I'm not tired."

Yang Ruoqing said.

Blacksmith Luo nodded and took out the ingredients prepared for noon.

Cabbage, potatoes, and two pounds of pork belly with skin.

"They are all people who do hard work. We can eat as much as we want without having to do anything fancy." Blacksmith Luo said.

Yang Ruoqing smiled and nodded.

She knew that Blacksmith Luo didn't want her to work too hard.

"Then put the potatoes and meat together and make a pot of roasted meat with potatoes. Stir-fried cabbage," she said.

"become!"

Yang Ruoqing washed the rice and put it into the pot with quick hands and feet, and cut and cooked the vegetables.

After this hour, the food will be ready.

Place the dishes and chopsticks on the table in the neighboring room and invite everyone to come over and eat.

While they were washing their hands, Yang Ruoqing asked Luo Fengtang: "Did your uncle cook the food for the past few days when your house was turned over? Otherwise, can I come over and help you cook?"

There are two types of asking people to help build a house.

One is the kind that pays wages.

There is also a person who comes to help out of friendship, and does not charge wages.
Chapter completed!