Luo Fengtang was startled for a moment, and then became a little funny.

"Silly Qing'er, why do you ask this?" He said, "The child is pregnant, so it must be the one the matchmaker is marrying. Isn't this the case for all our bankers?"

Yang Ruoqing opened her eyes wide and said, "This is indeed the case for bankers, but can your aunt and Zhou Xia act according to common sense?"

"If you don't act as usual, but you already have children, this is a certainty." Luo Fengtang said again.

Yang Ruoqing curled her lips, "Don't forget, she is Zhou Xia's maid, serving her."

"She has been living in the aura of Princess Xuewu and can't get out. Do you think she might call a maid to serve her and make her sister-in-law? Is it possible?"

When asked by Yang Ruoqing, Luo Fengtang was speechless.

After a moment of silence, he continued: "Then according to what you say, my cousin Zhou Wang might have three wives and four concubines?"

Yang Ruoqing nodded: "What man doesn't want to have three wives and four concubines?"

Luo Fengtang shook his head without hesitation: "I'm not included!"

Yang Ruoqing was startled for a moment, looked at his anxious expression, and couldn't help but laugh.

"What if I allow you to have three wives and four concubines?" she asked.

Luo Fengtang shook his head again and frowned.

"Stop saying such silly things, you know, I'm not good at that." He said.

"Haha, I'm kidding you, don't frown!" She sat up and acted coquettishly.

Luo Fengtang still frowned.

"This kind of joke is not funny at all. You are not allowed to make it again." He said domineeringly.

Yang Ruoqing nodded quickly, she really liked how domineering he was at this time.

"Oh, don't frown anymore. If you frown too much, you'll get wrinkles easily."

She raised her hand and stroked his brow.

"If you have too many wrinkles, you won't be handsome. Your wife and I are members of the Appearance Association!" she said.

After all her coquettishness and cuteness, coupled with her "threats and intimidations", Luo Fengtang succeeded and finally smiled.

"You girl, I really can't do anything to you!" He said, raising his hand to rub her hair, and hugging her into his arms.

"It's such a quiet afternoon, and the baby is not here in the yard. Should we... do something?"

He pressed her earlobe and asked in a low voice.

Blacksmith Luo thought about it all night, and early the next morning he drove his carriage to Zhoujia Village.

When he came back, the man's face looked a little not so good, and he didn't walk like he did the day before.

"Uncle, what's wrong with you? Who made you angry?"

Luo Fengtang and Yang Ruoqing came to the old Luo family's house to pick up things together, and happened to see Blacksmith Luo sitting at the table in the main room, with his aunt Wang Cuilian standing beside him.

Blacksmith Luo raised his head, glanced at Luo Fengtang and Yang Ruoqing who walked in, and said nothing.

The two of them turned their inquiring eyes to Wang Cuilian.

Wang Cuilian frowned and said, "Zhou Wang wants to take concubines, not wives."

"ah?"

Luo Fengtang and Yang Ruoqing exchanged glances, and they both saw the same thing in each other's eyes.

Sure enough, the guess is true, Zhou Wang wants three wives and four concubines.

Blacksmith Luo finally spoke up at this time.

"I just don't understand what your sister is thinking. In terms of family wealth, it only amounts to thirty or forty acres of land."

"When it comes to houses, it's just a courtyard house."

"Not to mention that your uncle is gone and the family is without a pillar of support. Even if your uncle is still here, he still can't afford to have three wives and four concubines!"

"Those are things that landlords and wealthy people can do. Why do we, a rich peasant family in the countryside, bother with that?"

"That's not a prodigal. He's just Zhou Wang. He has no skills at all. He can't even grow crops well."

"The whole family is just living on those dozens of acres of land, and they are still toying with the things of the young masters, and getting a maid to be a concubine. It's really... it's such a waste, it's such a waste, what the hell!"

Blacksmith Luo was scolding angrily.

Luo Fengtang and Yang Ruoqing both listened silently, understanding Blacksmith Luo's mood.

The man is a real man. He doesn't like that and is disgusted by it.

When Blacksmith Luo was done venting, Wang Cuilian spoke up.

"I'm telling you, you just eat carrots and don't worry about anything. Your girl doesn't think you're just sitting on your hands and feet." Wang Cuilian said.
Chapter completed!