Thinking of this, her steps became brisk.

When passing by the yard of a certain house in front of her, her feet suddenly stopped, and then she quickly hid behind a big tree on the side, and then poked her head out again.

The yard in front is the yard of Muzichuan's family.

That figure sneaked towards the yard of Muzichuan's house.

Under the moonlight, there is a woman wearing a long skirt and carrying a bag in her hand.

Coincidentally, the courtyard door of Muzichuan's house was ajar, so the woman didn't knock on the door or call anyone, she just opened the courtyard door and went in.

Yang Ruoqing frowned.

Muzichuan went to Qing'an County with the imperial envoy Zhang and his companions, but did not return to the village.

What was Yang Ruolan doing sneakily to Muzichuan's house at night?

Over there, Yang Ruolan knocked on the door of Mu Zichuan's house, and Widow Liu also came over and opened the door.

After Yang Ruolan ducked in, the door closed again.

Outside, Yang Ruoqing became more and more confused.

She planned to go forward and find out.

Soon, she quietly hid under the window of Muzichuan's house.

Through the gap in the window, she saw the candle-lit east room, where Widow Liu was sitting and weaving.

Yang Ruolan was like a little daughter-in-law, standing submissively by the loom.

Then, the conversation reached Yang Ruoqing's ears.

"Aunt Mu, this bag of poria cake was brought to me by my aunt from the county. It is a good thing that can replenish blood."

"You were ill last time, I didn't know about it, and now I feel guilty just thinking about it."

"Please accept this bag of Poria Cake. It's more or less my wish."

Yang Ruolan's gentle voice came out.

Yang Ruoqing frowned upon hearing this.

After working on it for a long time, it turns out that you are here to show your courtesy to Lady Zichuan?

This Yang Ruolan is so shameless!

In the room, the sound of the loom paused for a moment, and then Widow Liu's voice came out.

"I said, Girl Lan, go back, I don't need your Poria cake." Widow Liu said.

Yang Ruolan's voice became a little more sad: "Aunt Mu, do you dislike me because I'm not up to the mark? Or do you dislike Lan'er?"

Seeing Yang Ruolan's appearance, Widow Liu sighed.

"Girl Lan, you've been giving me poria cakes, rice noodles and other things these days."

"Auntie, I understand what you are thinking."

"I've told you very clearly that you and my family, Zichuan, don't have that fate..."

"Auntie, fate and all that are just words to coax a child." Yang Ruolan interrupted Widow Liu.

"Whether Brother Zichuan and I are destined to be together, isn't that just a matter of your words, Auntie?" she said.

Under the light, those almond-shaped eyes were full of water and expectation.

"Auntie, I really care about Brother Zichuan, and I also really want to serve you."

"Can you help me and let me follow Brother Zichuan?"

"Even if it means being small, I'm willing to do it!"

Yang Ruolan said, it looks like Widow Liu will kneel down if she doesn't agree.

Widow Liu was obviously a little impatient.

"Lan Yatou, I am Zichuan's mother. I don't care what you think. I only care about what my son thinks."

"He doesn't care about you. Not to mention you are a minor, even if you are a rough servant, he doesn't want to see you."

"I can't stand it if you say 'serve me sincerely' again."

Widow Liu shook her head.

"You are so awesome to your own mother, how can you be so good to my mother-in-law?"

The words left Yang Ruolan speechless.

She stood by the loom, gritting her teeth tightly, acting like a rogue like Widow Liu who would not leave until she let go.

Widow Liu had no idea and jumped down from the loom.

"I'm going to bed. You can go back and forth from wherever you are!" Widow Liu pointed at the door of the house and issued an eviction order.

Yang Ruolan still refused to leave, holding on to the loom and wiping her tears.

I cried so much that my shoulders shrugged.

Widow Liu frowned.

If this alarmed the neighbors and they all came to watch the fun, they still wouldn’t know why she bullied this girl Lan!

Just when Widow Liu was in trouble, a clear voice sounded at the door of the house.

"Aunt Mu, have you slept? I'm here to borrow something from you."

As the voice fell, a figure appeared at the door of the main room.

When Widow Liu saw it, it was Yang Ruoqing, and the woman was immediately overjoyed.

"Qing'er, you came just in time..."

Widow Liu came up and grabbed Yang Ruoqing's arm and pulled her into the west wing.

Ever since the last flood, Yang Ruoqing took good care of the sick Widow Liu, and the knot between the two of them was resolved.

Nowadays, although Widow Liu still doesn't hang around much with the villagers, her personality is a bit more cheerful.

Especially with Yang Ruoqing, when I met her on the road, I would always ask her to come to my house for a chat and a cup of tea.

At this moment, Yang Ruoqing was directly dragged into the west room by Widow Liu.

"Qing'er, please help me persuade your cousin. I don't want to send you any poria cakes. If she doesn't leave, I don't know what to do!" Widow Liu said.

Yang Ruoqing smiled and came to Yang Ruolan.

Yang Ruolan turned sideways with a cold face, not wanting to look at Yang Ruoqing.

Yang Ruoqing turned another corner and came to the other side of Yang Ruolan.

Yang Ruolan frowned and stared at Yang Ruoqing: "What are you doing? Is there a flower on my face? What are you looking at!"

Yang Ruoqing pointed at Yang Ruolan's face: "You don't have any flowers on your face, you have a piece of dog shit on your face!"

Yang Ruolan was startled for a moment, then became annoyed.

"You fat girl, who are you scolding? My face is like a flower, a hundred times prettier than yours, and you only have a piece of shit on your face!"

Yang Ruolan said angrily.

The gentleness that Widow Liu had just pretended to be was suddenly gone.

Yang Ruoqing sneered: "Yang Ruolan, even if a dog poops on your face, it's dirty!"

"Do you know that people like you are not worthy of being human?"

"Your mother holds you in her palm like a pearl. What about you? What did you do?"

"Your mother was infected with the plague and you were hiding from her like the god of plague. Before she died, she was still calling your name!"

"You treat your own mother like that, how dare you come here to please Aunt Mu?"

"I……"

"What are you doing? Your character is clearly visible to everyone in the village."

Yang Ruoqing continued, not giving Yang Ruolan a chance to talk back at all.

"Your father is depressed every day and drinks to drown his sorrows. Your brother's clothes are unwashed and he is like a mud monkey."

"Look at you, what are you doing?"

"Are you still thinking about coming to Muzichuan, becoming the wife of a civil servant, and enjoying the glory and wealth?"

"Do you want face? Are you human? You don't even know how to make a rough voice?"

Yang Ruoqing pointed at Yang Ruolan's nose and cursed.

After scolding Yang Ruolan, she took a step back.

When Yang Ruolan came to her senses, she realized that she had unknowingly retreated from the west room to the entrance of the main room.
Chapter completed!