"Stop, stop quickly!"

Mu Zichuan covered his mouth with one hand and patted Luo Fengtang's arm with the other hand.

As soon as Luo Fengtang stopped the car, Mu Zichuan jumped out of the car.

I rushed to the ditch on the roadside and couldn't bear it any longer, so I leaned over and retched.

I was so vomited that the sky was dark and the earth was dark!

Here, Luo Fengtang is sitting on the carriage, with one leg hanging down naturally, and the other leg stepping on the place where Mu Zichuan sat.

Resting his elbows on his bent knees, he played with the driving whip between his fingers.

He whistled loudly at Mu Zichuan's back, raised his eyebrows and asked with a smile: "Brother Zichuan, are you okay? Get in the car when you're done vomiting, and I promise to take you to your door."

Mu Zichuan's back vomited and became stiff for a while.

Then he leaned down again, wanting to spit out his stomach juice.

In the carriage, Yang Ruoqing heard black threads in her head.

She had finally seen someone's dark side.

The Dao is as high as the Demon. In this 'fight of skills', Mu Zichuan was completely defeated!

Over there in the ditch, Mu Zichuan finally finished vomiting.

He wiped it with the clear water in the ditch and walked towards this side with a pale face.

"How are you? Do you feel better after vomiting?"

Luo Fengtang asked with a smile.

Mu Zichuan said nothing.

He took down his rain gear and the bamboo tube containing his books one by one from the car, carried them on his back, and walked forward with a dark face.

After a while, we entered the village entrance.

Behind him, Yang Ruoqing opened the curtain of the carriage and glanced at Mu Zichuan's back as he walked away angrily.

He shook his head slightly.

Her eyes immediately fell on Luo Fengtang.

Seeing the proud look on his face, she smiled helplessly.

"Hey, what's the point of fighting with him?" she asked.

"Mu Zichuan is different from Rich Master Li. He is not our enemy," she said.

Luo Fengtang didn't seem to agree with this.

"It's true that Mr. Li is my enemy."

"But this naughty boy Mu Zichuan is more terrifying than the enemy!" He said with a serious face.

"Why? Mu Zichuan is a scholar with no power to restrain a chicken..." she said.

Luo Fengtang frowned: "It's true that he doesn't have the power to restrain a chicken, but his ability to poach people is really great!"

"In front of me, he dares to flirt with you and even show courtesy to you. It would be strange if I don't treat him!"

"Pfft..."

Listening to his childish words, Yang Ruoqing couldn't help but laugh.

She reached out her hand and gently twisted his strong arm.

"Don't worry, your wife and I are a fortress, no one can dig her out!"

…

The carriage stopped next to the construction site, and Luo Fengtang and Yang Ruoqing got out of the car to say hello to the craftsmen who were building the house.

It was discovered that Yang Huazhong was among them.

"Dad, your injury hasn't healed yet, why are you here?"

Yang Ruoqing asked.

Yang Huazhong said disapprovingly: "A little skin injury doesn't matter."

"Daughter, did your trip to the county seat go smoothly?" he asked again.

Yang Ruoqing nodded: "Yes."

Yang Huazhong asked again: "Have you told Mr. Zou about the land contract? What did he say?"

Yang Ruoqing said: "If you mention it, your Excellency will stand on the side of reason."

She said perfunctorily.

The land dispute was not mentioned at all.

She had made plans with Luo Fengtang on the way into the mountains to find the white tiger and the tiger's whip.

It has to be done without telling the family.

Hearing the answer Yang Ruoqing brought back, the man breathed a sigh of relief.

"If you have the words of an adult, then I will feel relieved."

he said.

When his daughter went to the county town, what he expected was not some kind of favoritism from the county magistrate.

What Hanzi is looking for is an upright official who can hear the matter fairly and impartially.

After all, Mr. Li is very wealthy, rich and powerful.

If he managed the relationship, bribed the official, and took advantage of him, wouldn't this kind of thing have never been heard of before?

The powerless common people do not ask for protection, they just ask for justice!

"Daughter, Tang Yazi, you are also exhausted. Go home and have a good rest!" Yang Huazhong said immediately.

Yang Ruoqing said: "Well, let me go and tell my mother so that she won't worry."

"well!"

Yang Ruoqing greeted Luo Fengtang, but Luo Fengtang said: "Qing'er, please go back first, I'm here to help."

"Aren't you tired?" she asked.

He smiled: "I'm not tired!"

"But we have to go into the mountains tomorrow, why don't you go back and recuperate yourself and prepare your things?" she asked again.

He said: "Everything is ready-made. As for the energy, even if I don't sleep for three days and three nights, I can still bear it."

She wanted to persuade her again, but he already held her shoulders and pushed her to the side of the road.

"Obey, you go back first!"

After saying these words, he turned around and trotted to join the camp of craftsmen over there, and started working in full swing...

Yang Ruoqing turned around.

At a glance, at the other end of the road, a carriage came from the town and was heading towards Changping Village.

The driver was a clerk from the second mother's brother's shop.

Whenever the second mother's mother's brother and the others returned to the village, it was the man who drove them there.

After going back and forth, everyone in the village looked familiar.

Yang Ruoqing watched the carriage pass by without slowing down.

Inside the screen window of the carriage, two figures were vaguely sitting.

Could it be that the second mother and cousin returned to the village?

When Muzichuan entered the village, his cousin chased him back?

Haha, this Yang Ruolan is really rushing to stick to Muzichuan!

Went straight home.

Mrs. Sun is feeding three pigs in the yard.

In the past few months, the three piglets have been growing wonderfully, and they look better every day.

Seeing Yang Ruoqing coming back, Mrs. Sun was full of surprise.

"Qing'er, have you had breakfast?" the woman asked.

Yang Ruoqing said: "I've eaten, I'm not hungry."

She walked to the pigsty and told Sun exactly what she had told Yang Huazhong before.

Sun's reaction was similar to Yang Huazhong's.

They are both honest and responsible people, not greedy.

Yang Ruoqing thought to herself.

"Mom, don't worry about what happens next in the field. Tang Yazi and I will take care of it," she said.

"But we can't plant early rice this season. We can just plant late rice in the summer," she added.

The dispute was not resolved well, and it was later sabotaged by Rich Master Li's people.

The loss is greater.

Mrs. Sun understood what Yang Ruoqing meant, nodded and said: "Okay, if the seedlings are put back into other fields, we won't lose everything."

Yang Ruoqing nodded.

"We have wheat and rapeseed in our fields, which are both inputs."

She comforted Mrs. Sun.

"Even if there is no harvest in the fields, we still have restaurants and food to eat. Our family will not drink from the northwest wind!"

Mrs. Sun nodded, and the worries that had been weighing on her heart for two or three days suddenly faded away after her daughter's persuasion.

"I will feed the three little pigs well, and they will make money if I sell them later," the woman said.

Speaking of the piglets, Yang Ruoqing's eyes returned to the three of them eating happily.

"Mom, we have three pigs, two males and one female."

"The sow is kept to be a pig girl, and the boar is kept to be a breeding pig."
Chapter completed!