"Tangyaozi, Tangyaozi and the others are coming!"

Hearing Mrs. Liu's excited shouting in her ear, Yang Ruoqing subconsciously turned her head to look.

Just in time to see Luo Fengtang put down the paddle and jump into the water...

Xiao Hei struggled in the deep water area in the middle of the pond, his body sinking little by little.

Yang Huamei and the others on the shore didn't care about the quarrel anymore. They all gathered around the shore and watched nervously.

Several men from the village also came to the crowd over there. Seeing this, they took off their clothes and shoes and jumped into the water...

Yang Huamei could not stand firmly and collapsed on the ground.

Both Yang Ruoqing and Mrs. Liu saw it, but neither of them went to help her.

When Luo Fengtang held Xiao Hei with one arm and paddled to the shore with one hand, everyone on the shore breathed a sigh of relief.

Yang Huamei also struggled to get up from the ground and staggered towards Xiao Hei.

Ms. Liu also helped Yang Ruoqing and followed her.

I saw Luo Fengtang laying Xiao Hei flat on the grass, then folding his hands and pressing Xiao Hei's abdomen, pressing it again and again.

With every press, turbid water overflowed from the corners of Xiaohei's mouth and nostrils.

After repeated compressions for about seventy or eighty times, Xiao Hei suddenly coughed violently, sat up and began to vomit.

Luo Fengtang left him in the care of Yang Huamei, then stood up and walked out of the crowd and came to Yang Ruoqing.

"What's going on here?" he asked, wiping the water from his clothes and frowning.

"A murder caused by a chicken."

"What do you mean?"

"What else can there be? Xiao Hei, I'm willing to risk my life just for the three-inch hole under my nostril."

Yang Ruoqing did not continue playing riddles with Luo Fengtang, and told him the previous events in a few words.

The temptation of the chicken, the provocation of the dog, the anger of man... the tragedy that almost resulted.

Luo Fengtang's face turned dark when he heard this. He turned his head and glanced behind him at Xiao Hei, who had woken up and was tightly held in Yang Huamei's arms. The disgust in his heart reached his eyes.

"Go home and change your clothes." Yang Ruoqing reminded him.

Luo Fengtang nodded.

Yang Ruoqing added: "You go back first, I'll tell Fourth Aunt and I'll be there soon."

Luo Fengtang said: "If you and Fourth Aunt have something to do, go and do your work first. I can find some clothes to change into."

Yang Ruoqing shook her head: "We have nothing to do, I will go back with you."

Luo Fengtang did not object.

Yang Ruoqing went to find Ms. Liu in the crowd and spoke to her.

Luo Fengtang did not go far, he stood on the roadside not far ahead and waited for Yang Ruoqing. When she arrived, the two walked side by side and gradually walked away.

When I got home, I found Mrs. Sun and Wang Cuilian making a bunch of pickle jars in the backyard.

They were originally very happy to see the young couple back together, but then they saw Luo Fengtang was wet from head to toe, as if he had just been fished out of the water, and the two elders suddenly panicked.

"Tangyazi, what's going on? Is it all water?"

They gathered around and asked.

Luo Fengtang smiled and said, "Auntie, mother-in-law, don't panic. I'm fine. I'll just change my clothes later."

Sun said: "Go and take a bath quickly, don't get cold!"

Yang Ruoqing pushed him: "I'm here to tell them, you go back to the house and take a shower first, and I will find clothes for you later."

Luo Fengtang nodded and strode away.

It's uncomfortable to wear wet clothes and let the wind blow around you. It's also unsightly, so it's better to go back and pack them up as soon as possible.

In the yard, Yang Ruoqing told Wang Cuilian and Sun Shina the whole story.

Both of them were speechless.

Mrs. Sun said: "Xiao Hei is so reckless. How could he just plunge into the water without any care? If Tang Yazi hadn't happened to come here, what would have happened right now."

Wang Cuilian was also full of fear, "Don't say it's just a chicken, even a pig is not worth fighting for so hard!"

Yang Ruoqing said with a solemn expression: "Everyone around me said so. When things have come to this point, we cherish the ingredients, but we are completely controlled by our appetite. We even risk our lives just to get some food. We don't deserve sympathy!"

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Of course Wang Cuilian agreed with Yang Ruoqing's words and nodded repeatedly: "Xiao Hei is really ignorant. For such an old person, if something goes wrong, how can your aunt live?"

It has not been a year since Wang Shuanzi passed away. If another son were involved, normal people would go crazy.

Yang Ruoqing's eyes moved to Sun again, catching the confusion on Sun's face, and she immediately guessed what Sun was thinking in her mind at the moment.

She didn't care that Mrs. Sun's hand had touched the pickle jar before and it smelled sour. She held it tightly and said, "Mom, do you still remember what you said in front of my fourth aunt and me yesterday?"

Well?"

Mrs. Sun raised her eyes and looked at Yang Ruoqing. After a moment, she nodded with a wry smile: "I won't visit anymore. I pretend not to know about it."

However, Yang Ruoqing did not dare to let down her guard: "Mom, you have to keep your word. Don't relent all of a sudden. If you turn around and get a cold face, you will feel uncomfortable."

Mrs. Sun nodded seriously, "No, I really won't go this time."

"What about looking back? What about after a day of sleep?" Yang Ruoqing asked.

Mrs. Sun's face was full of helplessness, "I won't go if I say I won't go. Don't worry, Qing'er, your mother and I are not fools either."

Yang Ruoqing finally let go of most of her heart, but she still dared not let go of the other half.

Looking back, I have to ask my fourth aunt to keep an eye on her and correct her immediately if Sun has any intention of wavering.

Wang Cuilian watched and listened from the side, and understood Yang Ruoqing's good intentions.

Then Wang Cuilian took Sun's hand and said: "Mother Qing'er, let the children go about their business, and let's go to the backyard to tinker with our pickle jar!"

In this way, Mrs. Sun was dragged to the backyard by Wang Cuilian to 'busy'.

Before leaving, Wang Cuilian specially exchanged a look with Yang Ruoqing.

Yang Ruoqing smiled knowingly and said thank you to her aunt in her heart.

Back in the dormitory, Luo Fengtang was still taking a shower and washing his hair in the bathroom. Yang Ruoqing quickly found him a set of clean clothes, and also made him a bowl of brown sugar and ginger water to remove the cold.

After Luo Fengtang had packed up and drank another bowl of brown sugar and ginger water under Yang Ruoqing's persuasion, he had to go out again.

"I'm going to Zhengjia Village later. I'll have dinner and discuss things with my father-in-law and Uncle Li Jia at Zheng Lizheng's place at night. You don't have to wait for me at night."

"Okay, take your time on the road when you come back at night."

Yang Ruoqing didn't ask him when he would be back. There was no need to ask. He would come back naturally after the matter was settled.

If you haven't come back, it must mean that the matter has not been settled. It's a very simple truth.

Luo Fengtang finished drinking the brown sugar ginger water and felt warm all over.

He touched Yang Ruoqing's head and said, "It's great to have a wife at home."
Chapter completed!