Her fingers suddenly pressed on something hot and hard. After a month of absence, that familiar yet unfamiliar feeling coursed through her whole body like an electric current.

Yang Ruoqing shuddered and wanted to pull her hand back.

"Speak carefully and don't touch me!"

She blushed with embarrassment and scolded him.

But he forcibly held her hand somewhere on her body, preventing her from escaping.

"It's true, I really want to," he said, looking down at her: "Do you feel it?"

She bit her lip and nodded: "Yeah..."

The reaction was already so obvious, and if she couldn't feel it anymore, wouldn't she be a fool?

"Qing'er, I want to..."

"Qinger!"

A shout interrupted Luo Fengtang's words.

"Yeah, it's my dad!"

Yang Ruoqing was startled and quickly broke out of his arms.

Subconsciously, he raised his hand to stroke his hair and walked towards the door: "Dad, I'm here, what's going on?"

Outside the house, Yang Huazhong was coming this way.

Hearing Yang Ruoqing's greeting, the man stood on the spot and said loudly: "Your mother asked me to tell you that she beat a lot of rice at night. Now that Tang Yazi is back, she wants to invite his uncle and aunt to our house.

Have dinner!”

Yang Ruoqing nodded happily: "Okay."

Yang Huazhong said again: "You are ready here, so go over there first. I have to go into the village to say hello to Uncle Luo."

Inside the house, Luo Fengtang also followed him out.

"Father-in-law, I will go to the village to meet my uncle later, and I will tell him myself that you should not make that trip."

Yang Huazhong thought for a moment and said: "That's fine, I'll go there first and you guys will come over later."

After the man hurried away, Yang Ruoqing turned around and looked at Luo Fengtang with a smile.

"I have to help my mother cook dinner for dinner. Don't delay. Go into the village and tell your uncle and aunt, and then come over quickly," she said.

Luo Fengtang nodded, looked around, and seemed to want to come over and hug her again.

Avoided by her.

She chuckled, glanced under him, and said: "I'm a little afraid of you. Don't think about crooked things for now. Act quickly and do serious things, quickly!"

After saying these words, she took the lead and left.

Luo Fengtang was left standing alone, a little depressed.

I haven’t seen you for a month, but if I want to be intimate with my wife, why is it inappropriate?

Is this girl just trying to whet your appetite?

Okay, I can escape for a while, but I can't escape tonight.

See how I deal with you!

With a strong fighting spirit, Luo Fengtang also walked briskly into the village to visit Blacksmith Luo and his wife.

…

"Oh my, this night's dinner is really rich. Why did Qing'er keep all the good food until tonight? Tomorrow is the Winter Solstice Festival!"

That day, Risong looked at the sumptuous meals on the table and laughed.

Hearing his question, Ms. Xiao, who was sitting next to him, smiled and said: "Brother Fengtang comes back tonight, and our relatives will be reunited. Reuniting together is a festival."

Yang Ruoqing glanced at Mrs. Xiao and said, "Sister-in-law, these words speak to my heart."

Mrs. Xiao smiled.

Yang Ruoqing pointed to the roasted leg of lamb on the table and said to Mrs. Xiao, "I ate the lamb cooked by my sister-in-law last time. It tasted great."

"This is the roasting method I invented. My sister-in-law also tried it to see how it tastes. Is it authentic?"

Mrs. Xiao said hello, and everyone started using their chopsticks under the greetings of Yang Ruoqing and Luo Fengtang.

The person sitting on the main seat was Yan Huaian. Next to Yan Huaian was Blacksmith Luo, followed by Tuoba Xian and Yang Huazhong.

Juniors such as Yang Ruoqing and Luo Fengtang were sitting on both sides.

That day, Mrs. Risong and Mrs. Xiao were sitting across from each other. Mrs. Sun was busy cooking rice soup and making crispy rice in the kitchen. After a while, she came over with a big basin.

"Mother-in-law, come to my place and sit down to eat."

Luo Fengtang quickly stood up and gave up the seat next to him.

Mrs. Sun looked at the people at this table and was very happy.

I sat next to my daughter and son-in-law. Outside the house, the north wind was howling, and the snow particles slapped on the tiles on the roof, making a crisp sound.

In the room, everyone gathered around a large table with steaming dishes, eating meat and drinking wine from large bowls.

The atmosphere is extremely good.

After dinner, the men drank tea and talked in the main room as usual.

Ms. Sun was going to the backyard to wash pots and dishes, but Yang Ruoqing held her down.

"Mom, just stay and talk with my mother-in-law, and I'll go take a shower."

Mrs. Sun nodded: "That's fine, I'll accompany my mother-in-law."

Yang Ruoqing got up and went to the backyard, but Mrs. Xiao chased after her: "Qing'er, I'll wash with you so we can talk."

"Okay, that's exactly what I wanted."

Yang Ruoqing said, throwing an apron to Mrs. Xiao and wrapping one around herself, and the two of them entered the kitchen and got busy.

"Sister-in-law, you learn things very quickly. If you didn't tell me, everyone would think you are an authentic Changping Village woman!"

In the kitchen room, Yang Ruoqing looked at Mrs. Xiao who was so nimble with her hands and feet, and couldn't help but sigh.

Mrs. Xiao smiled: "This person always lives his life as he encounters it."

While she was talking, she was washing the bowl quickly with the loofah naan in her hand.

"Take me for example. When I was a child, I was the young lady in my family. My father and several brothers loved me the most."

"Don't touch the spring water with your fingers."

"But now, I'm in trouble and I can't go back to my home."

"Wandering outside, you have to worry all the time about being chased by that son of a bitch Tuoba Yu."

"Fortunately, you and brother Fengtang took me in."

"This month's farm life has made me want to understand something." Mrs. Xiao said.

"Oh? I'm curious about what inspiration my sister-in-law got?" Yang Ruoqing asked with a smile.

Xiao said: "The reason why I married Narisong was because I saw him win the championship at the Naadam Conference and was fascinated by this man's bravery."

"Before I got married, I knew that his house was full of maids, so I still jumped in."

"Later on, he was flirtatious and merciful. I realized that I seemed to have chosen the wrong person."

"I also wanted to restrain him, but he refuted me on the grounds that he wanted to have a son."

"I feel so dissatisfied that I have no choice but to turn a blind eye and let him bring back the women from outside one by one."

"When I came to Changping Village this time, I saw the couples in the village, the husband singing and the wife accompanying each other, one by one."

"Although the family situation is a bit tight, I see them washing clothes by the pond one by one, talking and laughing, and living a comfortable and happy life!" Mrs. Xiao said.

Yang Ruoqing curled her lips.

Xiao's understanding was exactly what he had always favored.

No matter how rich or powerful a man is, he does not belong to you alone.

Many women have hugged him on his chest, and many women have slept on his arms.

No matter how rich or powerful you are, you will never be happy!

"Sister-in-law, you understand so deeply, but your current situation is like this, which will only make you more unhappy." Yang Ruoqing said truthfully.

Mrs. Xiao smiled bitterly: "Yeah, sometimes it's hard to be confused. Seeing things too clearly is not good for yourself."

"But Qing'er, I don't want to live in a muddle anymore."
Chapter completed!