Yang Ruolan simply broke the jar and said angrily towards Yang Ruoqing.

"My mother keeps saying that she loves me and loves me. She doesn't even have the skills to help me arrange a good marriage. What's the use of this kind of verbal love for me?"

"As for the plague, it can kill people!"

"I'm still so young and haven't lived enough. No matter how filial I am to her, I can't die with her, right?"

"You spoke of me so righteously."

"If your mother is infected with the plague, I guarantee you will escape faster than me..."

"wrong!"

Widow Liu, who had been silent all this time, came out of the house.

She looked coldly and disappointedly at the disheveled Yang Ruolan in front of her.

"Qing'er will never be like you!" Widow Liu said.

"Qing'er has gone to Yujia Village. It was she who gave your mother her last breath. It was she who took care of the villagers who were infected with the plague and invented life-saving medicine!"

"Qing'er saved everyone with her own life."

"Girl Lan, you really have nothing to lose."

"I didn't understand why my Zichuan cared about Qing'er so much before, but now I understand."

"Girl Lan, you're not even qualified to carry Qing'er's shoes!"

When Widow Liu said these words, Yang Ruolan felt as if she had fallen into an ice cellar, feeling as cold as head to toe, and from the inside to the outside.

Yang Ruoqing, who was standing next to her, was a little embarrassed.

This is the first time that Widow Liu praised me like this, even to the point of death, hehe...

Over there, Yang Ruolan was so angry that her whole body was shaking.

She growled at Widow Liu: "She kicked your son off, and you still speak for her? You're hot on the face but cold on the bottom!"

Widow Liu sneered, "Qing'er and Zichuan have no fate, so there's no one to blame."

"Even if she can't be my wife, I'll be happy to take her in as my goddaughter."

"What about you? You have been rushing over here to flatter me and please me, but I don't even bother to look at you."

"Go away, don't stand in my yard and dirty my land!"

Widow Liu picked up the broom on the side and pretended to drive people away.

Yang Ruolan stamped her foot fiercely, "Huh, there are so many people in the world who have passed the exam. I don't believe that with my pretty face, I won't be able to enjoy glory and wealth!"

Seeing Yang Ruolan running out of the yard angrily, Widow Liu shook her head.

"How could there be such a shameless girl? I really feel sorry for her poor mother!" she said.

Yang Ruoqing sighed softly, "Second Mom's love for her was in vain. However, this is also the bitter fruit planted by Second Mom herself. There is no one to blame!"

Widow Liu turned around: "By the way, Qing'er, why are you here so late at night? What's the matter?"

Yang Ruoqing also came to her senses: "It's okay, our family is having dinner at Luo's house at night. I was passing by here and heard people talking inside, so I came over to take a look."

Widow Liu nodded, "Would you like to come in and have a cup of tea?"

Yang Ruoqing shook her head: "It's too late. I'll come back another day. Auntie, please go back to the house and rest."

After coming out of Lao Mu's house, Yang Ruoqing went straight back to her own home.

Washed up, changed clothes, sat at the table and read for a while.

But his ears stood up from time to time to catch the movement outside.

Tangyazi...will he come over and say a few words tonight?

The wedding is coming soon, doesn’t he have anything to say to me?

The pages of the book in my hand were not turned over for a long time.

In the end, looking at the sand in the hourglass, it was very late.

Has he fallen asleep? Or is he still with his mother?

I was thinking about it like this, even while lying on the bed, I was thinking about it.

Although I understand that it is natural for him to accompany his mother, he should spend more time with her, after all, they spend less time together.

But why is there still a feeling of waiting?

In the past, every time he came back, he would come to her room and talk for a while.

This time... a touch of disappointment came to my heart.

Just lying on the pillow, half awake but not awake, half asleep but not asleep.

Until she felt a big, generous and warm hand gently stroking her hair.

She trembled and stood up.

Sure enough, Luo Fengtang came and sat sideways on the bed, looking at her with a smile.

Seeing her getting up, he was startled: "Did I wake you up?"

Yang Ruoqing shook her head: "I didn't fall asleep at all."

He curled his lips: "Waiting for me?"

She was about to nod, but then thought of something and shook her head again.

"It's a beautiful idea, but I don't have it," she said.

He tilted his head and looked at her: "Seriously?"

"I remember you told a story before. People who lie will have very long noses..."

"Come on, let me pinch it and see if my Qing'er's little nose is longer?"

Sure enough, he stretched out his fingers and gently pinched her nose.

She pouted and slapped his hand away.

"Speak carefully and don't touch me," she said.

Move your hands and feet?

Luo Fengtang's head is covered with black lines.

"You are my wife, I must do something to you."

He said, stretched out his long arms and pulled her into his arms.

"You haven't answered my question yet. Are you waiting for me when you sleep so restlessly?"

He lowered his head and asked her again.

Yang Ruoqing nodded slightly.

"What about, where is your mother?" she asked.

Luo Fengtang said: "My mother just went to bed and I came over."

Yang Ruoqing was surprised and glanced at the hourglass on the table: "Wow, you guys have been talking for so long? Aren't you sleepy?"

Luo Fengtang said: "Perhaps she could see that I was a little absent-minded, so my mother said she was sleepy."

"Otherwise, I guess she won't be sleepy until dawn."

Having said this, he couldn't help but chuckle.

Yang Ruoqing also laughed.

"I can understand your mother's mood."

"Next time you talk to him, be there for him. Don't be distracted again. It's a rare opportunity to sit and chat together like this," she warned.

"As for us, we have many opportunities to get along with each other," she added.

Luo Fengtang nodded: "Well, I'll try my best."

He also wanted to talk to his mother all night, but he couldn't control his heart.

I can't help but get distracted and wonder what this girl is doing?

Have you slept?

Have you eaten enough at night?

Her wedding is coming soon, what does she want to say to herself?

"It's important to accompany your mother-in-law, but it's equally important to accompany your daughter-in-law."

He added.

Yang Ruoqing raised her head and gave him a stern look. She said nothing and felt warm in her heart.

"The new house is ready, and all the clothes and quilts have been moved in."

"All the furniture is ready. Next, we will wait for the elders to have a good time and we will take care of the matter."

She spoke one after another, and he listened to each one.

Finally, she asked him: "Tangyazi, when do you think a good day will be?"
Chapter completed!