"Really? I heard that Rich Man Li has ten wives in front of him, right?"

"Tell me, which girl is so shameless that she goes to give birth to an old man?"

"I heard that she was from a village on the other side of the mountain. She didn't have enough to eat. The girl was pretty, so her stepmother sold her to Rich Man Li for two taels of silver to be a little girl..."

On the woman's side, there was a buzzing discussion surrounding this topic.

Here, Yang Ruoqing had a thought.

Today is the third day of the Lunar New Year. On the sixth day of the Lunar New Year, Rich Man Li brought his concubine from the eleventh room through the door.

Isn’t it only three days?

When the time comes, the old guy will definitely prepare a banquet for the guests.

Hehe, this is a good opportunity to sneak in!

Having made up her mind, Yang Ruoqing was in a good mood and the corners of her lips curled up.

But I heard Xiaoyu pouting next to me.

Yang Ruoqing raised her eyes and saw that Xiao Yu was listening to the conversation of the women over there with her ears raised, but her face showed contempt and disdain.

"Why this expression?" Yang Ruoqing asked.

Xiaoyu looked away and said to Yang Ruoqing: "I heard that they were still sympathizing with that girl, which I thought was a bit ridiculous. That kind of woman is not worthy of sympathy at all!"

"Oh?" Yang Ruoqing raised her eyebrows.

"That girl was sold by her stepmother because she couldn't lift the lid of the pot at home. She couldn't help herself. Doesn't she deserve sympathy?"

She asked deliberately.

Xiaoyu shook her head like something.

"Is it true that I can't help myself? I can't see it," Xiao Yu said.

"Who in the ten miles and eight villages doesn't know what kind of person Mr. Li is?"

"That's Yiba. He's already over six years old. That girl is barely sixteen. It's too old to even call him "Father"!"

"Look, it's one thing for her stepmother to force her to do so. It's her own vanity that matters!"

"Can't lift the lid of the pot? She can't starve to death even if there are wild vegetables, wild grasses and fruits all over the mountains and plains!"

"If you really don't want to get married and have a child, no one can force you to do it. Even if it doesn't work, if you get hung up on a rope and hit your head, at least you can keep your innocence!"

"In order to have a bite of food, I am willing to be ruined by a bad old man, disgusting!" Xiaoyu said.

Seeing Xiao Yu's angry look, her pretty little face turned a little red.

Yang Ruoqing looked stunned.

"Sister Xiaoyu, isn't your reaction too intense?" she asked.

It was as if she was being forced to be a concubine.

The sense of immersion is too strong, right?

Hearing Yang Ruoqing's question, Xiao Yu was startled for a moment, as if she realized that she was a little out of sorts.

She curled her lips and said, "Hey, as a woman, I'm just a little angry. I'm annoyed that they don't live up to their expectations, and they want to embarrass us women just for the sake of food and clothing!"

Yang Ruoqing smiled.

In the past, I only thought that Xiaoyu was a submissive girl. She didn't dare to do anything when Chen Hu threatened her.

Now it seems that Xiao Yu looks weak on the outside, but deep down, she has her own limits and principles.

Not bad.

"One hundred people have one hundred ways to live." Yang Ruoqing said.

"Everyone is responsible for their own choices. Just live your life well and keep your heart," she said.

Xiaoyu nodded vigorously.

"Qing'er, you are right, we must not abuse ourselves in the future!" she said.

As soon as the words came out of her mouth, Xiaoyu quickly changed her words.

"It's not us, it's me."

"Qing'er, you are so lucky. Tang Yazi loves you so much. You are a husband and wife with three matchmakers and six betrothals!" Xiaoyu said.

Yang Ruoqing blushed when Luo Fengtang was mentioned.

"Sister Xiaoyu, you are so handsome, gentle and kind, and can do needlework. You will definitely be able to find a suitable husband in the future!" Yang Ruoqing said.

Her words made Xiao Yu think of someone and something.

She smiled shyly and nudged Yang Ruoqing with her elbow.

"Keep your voice down, others will laugh at you."

"Okay, then I won't say anything anymore," Yang Ruoqing said.

Seeing Xiao Yu's bright and confident smile at this moment, a trace of worry flashed through her heart.

If possible, she hopes that her best friend will have a good home in the future.

However, who can say accurately about things in this world?

What if Xiao Yu's fate is entangled with Ning Su...

If the two families are not close to each other, this road is destined to be very difficult!

Forget it, don’t think too much about what didn’t happen.

When the soldiers come, they will block the water and the earth will cover them up. Just live the present moment well.

The two girls went on to do the laundry.

With Xiaoyu's help, the clothes Yang Ruoqing brought were quickly washed.

The two people packed their things and prepared to return to the village.

At this time, Xiaoyu raised his head and glanced at the pond over there.

"I originally planned to go back to the village with you, but I can't do that now." Xiao Yu said.

"Why?" Yang Ruoqing asked.

Xiaoyu pursed her lips and smiled, winking at Tangba.

Yang Ruoqing was surprised and followed her gaze.

Then I saw Luo Fengtang driving a carriage.

He sat upright on the carriage with an upright posture.

One hand held the reins, and the other held a riding crop.

At the bottom of the pond and dam, the chattering of women was very lively.

Men who pass by will look this way habitually.

There are also some old bachelors in the village, or women's friends like Yang Hua'an, who like to wander around here and try to strike up conversations with the women.

But--

Luo Fengtang passed by this busy pond, but he didn't look sideways.

The women were left with only a cold and indifferent silhouette.

Seeing him, the eyes of the young ladies and young wives beside the pond lit up.

I couldn't help but think of the brave figure fighting with Li Dadao.

Suddenly, pairs of eyes were chasing the people on the carriage...

"Your Tangyazi seems to be very popular with them!"

Xiaoyu laughed and teased Yang Ruoqing.

"Qing'er, you have to watch carefully!"

Yang Ruoqing turned her eyes to look at Xiaoyu and also smiled.

"If a rotten peach blossom comes, I will pinch one. If a tree comes, I will chop it down. Don't be afraid!" she said.

As soon as he finished speaking, there was actually a brave little daughter-in-law over there who said hello to Luo Fengtang.

"Tangyaozi, have you returned to the village?"

Luo Fengtang turned his head and glanced at the young wife.

The little daughter-in-law immediately blushed.

She raised her wet fingers, trying to brush a strand of bangs from her forehead to one side.

So that Luo Fengtang could see her facial features clearly.

The younger daughter-in-law was recently married from another village.
To be continued...