It's impossible for them to come here for no reason and stay at Lao Luo's house without leaving. There must be some purpose.

Then wait!

…

For the next few days, Luo Da'e completely regarded herself as the mistress of the old Luo family.

Cooking, washing clothes, washing vegetables in the pond at the entrance of the village, chatting with the village women, I don't know how familiar they are with each other.

Zhou Wang, on the other hand, followed Blacksmith Luo and helped take care of the fish pond.

Zhou Xia didn't leave the house, she stayed in the courtyard of Lao Luo's house all day long. In the house, she was peaceful and quiet.

I either read books or work as a female celebrity, and I don't go out to visit people.

Even Luo Daye didn't come over to visit Yang Ruoqing's house, let alone do anything to fight against the autumn wind.

"It's strange. Your aunt and her family are acting a little strange when they come here!"

When going to bed at night, Yang Ruoqing couldn't help but whisper to Luo Fengtang.

Luo Fengtang looked up at her with a smile, "Foxes will always show their tails. If you plan to wait, don't rush."

Yang Ruoqing nodded: "It makes sense."

"Your aunt and the others have coaxed your uncle into confusion this time. They are occupying the magpie's nest. I always feel that they are planning a big move..."

Luo Fengtang suddenly stood up, came behind her and hugged her from behind.

"Qinger!"

He whispered against her ear and called her.

"What's wrong?" she asked.

"I will go to Huguang County with the convoy tomorrow to escort the goods. I have to be away for three to five days," he said.

"Yeah, I know, what's wrong?" she asked again.

He said: "For now, let's not talk about other people's affairs and do something of our own, okay?"

"What do we want?" She came over unexpectedly.

He chuckled, and his arms gradually tightened, holding her tighter in his arms so that she could feel his thoughts at this time.

She still had a bunch of rambling things to say, but this hard feeling of resistance came over her.

A lot of nonsense was knocked back into the stomach.

She lowered her eyebrows and bit her lip slightly in embarrassment.

Is this the default?

He raised the corners of his lips and began to use his actions to express his love for her.

A man likes a woman.

There is no need for too many gorgeous words and inner monologue.

Marry her, love her, have children with her, and shoulder the responsibilities of the family together.

A quilt, two pillows, countless sheets, but I still feel like I haven't had enough.

this is Love!

A moment in spring is worth a thousand dollars. On a late autumn night, the room is dimly lit by candles.

The quilt on the bed rippled.

Early the next morning, Luo Fengtang and others took a convoy and escorted the mountain goods to Huguang County.

Wang Cuilian fell ill.

"Ms. Qing'er, don't worry. I'm fine. Maybe I woke up the night before and drank a bowl of cold tea to cool my stomach. I'll be fine in two days."

In the room, Wang Cuilian said in a weak voice to Mrs. Sun who looked worried next to her.

Mrs. Sun also looked at Wang Cuilian with a worried look on her face.

"Sister-in-law, you have to take care of yourself. You are sick. The weather is getting colder day by day. Don't touch those raw and cold things." Mrs. Sun warned.

Wang Cuilian smiled and nodded. After smiling, her face turned sad again.

Ms. Sun knew Wang Cuilian's current situation and guessed that half of her illness was caused by anger.

Mrs. Sun sat there, not knowing what to say, and sighed silently.

Yang Ruoqing came in with a medicine bowl.

"Auntie, take the medicine," she said.

Mrs. Sun then came over and helped Wang Cuilian sit up.

After drinking the medicine, Yang Ruoqing took the medicine bowl and said to Wang Cuilian: "Aunt, Uncle Fu said, you have to have a good rest and don't get out of bed for the next two days. I will bring the urine bucket and other things to your room.

I'll clean it up later."

Wang Cuilian looked at Yang Ruoqing with a grateful face: "Qing'er, thank you for your help..."

Yang Ruoqing curled her lips: "Aunt, you are my aunt, and it is only natural that I take care of you!"

Wang Cuilian said: "I'm worried that I won't be your aunt soon. Your uncle..."

Blacksmith Luo hasn't been here for three days, and Wang Cuilian has never returned to her old home out of anger.

The two of them haven't seen each other for three days.

Yang Ruoqing said: "Auntie, don't think nonsense. My uncle is not the kind of person who always gives up. He should be busy with other things these days."

"To put it another step back, even if you are not married to my uncle, because of your kindness to Tang Yazi and secretly taking care of him, I should take care of you," she said.

Wang Cuilian's eyes turned red when she heard these words.

Yang Ruoqing knows that when a person is sick, the emotional defense line is at its weakest.

Nature also needs more care and tolerance.

"Aunt, you have a good rest. Uncle Fu said that you can only eat a little porridge today, and I will go to the kitchen to cook it," Yang Ruoqing said.

Mrs. Sun also stood up: "Sister-in-law, you have a good rest. I will come back to see you."

After leaving the house, Sun caught up with Yang Ruoqing.

"I asked around. In the past few days, your uncle has been accompanying your Aunt Da'e and Zhou Wang to pick mushrooms in the back mountain every day."

Picking mushrooms?

Yang Ruoqing raised her eyebrows, suddenly enlightened.

Every day in March, and in this season, as long as it rains a few times, the wild fungi in Mianniu Mountain will emerge and grow cutely.

Some wild mushrooms are poisonous and cannot be eaten.

However, some wild mushrooms are the most delicious dishes on farmers' tables.

Wild mushrooms are rich in nutrients and are good for children to grow, for elderly people to nurse, and for breastfeeding mothers to promote lactation for their babies.

And it doesn’t cost anything, as long as you are willing to put in the effort and patience.

"Uncle and his brother and sister are really busy with their time. Oh, I'm sorry for my aunt. She was so angry that she got sick all by herself." Yang Ruoqing said.

Mrs. Sun sighed, "I can tell that your uncle has really been turned off by your Aunt Da'e this time."

"Look, I haven't been here to see your aunt for three days,"

"If it really doesn't work, let's persuade your aunt to give in. You have to live on in the future!" Mrs. Sun said.

Yang Ruoqing said: "We have a sister-in-law like Luo Daye on the table. If Auntie doesn't stick to the end this time, in the future, when Auntie Daye and the others come over, Auntie will be a typical servant girl without any initiative."

"I won't try to persuade Auntie. She probably doesn't want to bow her head now. Now that we've reached this point, all we have to do is be patient and see who can outlast whomever in the end."

…

That being said, Yang Ruoqing secretly asked Sun to release some information to Blacksmith Luo.

When the dinner was being cooked, the cheerful sound of cooking came from the kitchen in the courtyard of Lao Luo's house.

The washed and thinly sliced ​​wild mushrooms were stir-fried with the pork belly. Luo Da'e controlled the kitchen of Blacksmith Luo's house, adding oil and salt was not ambiguous at all.

There was a strong smell of oil smoke in the kitchen. Under the wall outside the kitchen, blacksmith Luo was sitting on a small stool made of bamboo, with a dry tobacco pole stuck in his mouth.
Chapter completed!