Mr. Liu was illiterate, but when he saw the dense black characters on the white paper, he immediately knew that he was under great pressure from competition this time.

"Qing'er, don't be like this. Fourth Aunt never begs you, but now..."

"Stop it!" Yang Ruoqing raised her hand, "What do you mean by never begging? Fourth aunt, have you not asked for enough?"

Mrs. Liu laughed along with her, "Well, Fourth Aunt hasn't come to beg you for a while. Now Fourth Aunt, please be accommodating and let Fourth Aunt cook the food."

"I'm a relative. I can help keep an eye on it so that no one will steal the ingredients." She added.

Yang Ruoqing said: "Fourth Aunt, it's not that I'm not accommodating, it's that you are really not suitable for cooking."

"We all know how the food you cooked yourself looks like."

"Those things you burned can't be used to entertain people. You'd better go back." Yang Ruoqing said.

Mrs. Liu did not leave, however, and continued: "I can't cook, but I can wash vegetables, wash pots and dishes, stuff firewood, and I can do all the kitchen work!"

"I can also prepare meals, serve dishes and pour tea for everyone," she said.

Yang Ruoqing twitched her lips and glanced at Mr. Liu.

"These clothes are made of good material. I can count the number of people in our village who can wear this kind of clothes on their hands." Yang Ruoqing said.

"But why do you have to wear it on your body, Fourth Aunt, as if you're wearing a rag?"

"Let's not talk about the wrinkles. Take a look at the sleeves and placket of this coat. What are those black, sticky things?"

"And your handkerchief smells bad,"

"I guess your nails haven't been cut for a month, right? The black mud in there is scary."

"You are like this. Do you think that if you serve rice and dishes, others will still have an appetite after seeing you?"

Yang Ruoqing unceremoniously picked out all Liu's shortcomings.

For this fourth aunt, she doesn't regard her as an elder at all now.

And she herself does not regard herself as an elder, and has no self-respect or self-improvement like an elder.

Therefore, face is given by others, and face is lost by oneself.

Mr. Liu is a typical example here.

After hearing what Yang Ruoqing said, Mrs. Liu lowered her head and looked at her clothes and fingernails.

"Oh, here are the clean clothes I just changed out of. Why did they end up like this after running for a while?"

"And these nails were obviously cut last night. How did they grow so long so quickly?"

Yang Ruoqing rolled her eyes and let Mrs. Liu talk to herself alone.

"Qing'er, just wait, I'll be here in a moment."

Mrs. Liu put down these words and ran out of the house like a gust of wind.

Da Sun was stunned for a moment and then came back to her senses.

"Where is your fourth aunt going to sing, who is such a hot-tempered person?" she asked.

Yang Ruoqing shrugged, "As expected, I should have gone back to change my clothes and cut my nails."

"Ah?" Da Sun was stunned.

"Your fourth aunt is so sincere, why should we continue to reject her?" she asked again.

Yang Ruoqing snorted, "Come on, who doesn't know her character? She worked her butt off to sneak in and cook, and within three or two days she had to return to her original form. That's a nuisance!"

"Instead of resigning then, it is better to be firm now and save yourself from having to talk a lot later."

Seeing Yang Ruoqing's resolute attitude, Mrs. Sun pursed her lips and said, "Okay, you make the decision."

"Auntie, go and do your work first. If my fourth aunt comes to find you again, you can blame the matter on me and let her come to me." Yang Ruoqing warned again.

Mrs. Sun nodded, and after she left, Yang Ruoqing continued reading.

In the meantime, Luo Fengtang came over with Luo Baobao and Dazhi.

"Auntie is gone?" Luo Fengtang asked.

Yang Ruoqing nodded, walked out from behind the desk, and came over to play with Baby Luo and Da Zhi.

"What were you doing just now?" She took the time to ask him while playing with the two little guys.

Luo Fengtang said: "I went to the backyard to see the horse king, fed him fodder and water, and also took care of his hair."

Yang Ruoqing curled her lips.

"What about that? Didn't you take care of Xiaohong by the way?" she asked.

Xiaohong is a bay red horse.

When Yang Ruoqing and Luo Fengtang first started doing business, they bought the first horse.

That horse is now seven or eight years old. It used to follow them through wind and rain and suffered a lot.

So now, Xiaohong lets it rest. Occasionally, she goes to Qingshui Town and asks Xiaohong to pull a carriage. Other times, she is reluctant to let Xiaohong go out when she is traveling on long distances and carrying heavier goods.

Of course, Xiaohong also has a very special place.

That is, it is King Ma’s most beloved friend.

The King of Horses doesn't like mares, but prefers stallions like himself.

The horse king fell in love with Xiao Hong at first sight. He was as cold as an iceberg to other mares and had no sympathy for her. However, he was gentle and patient with Xiao Hong.

Moreover, Ma Wang often likes to protect Xiao Hong.

At first, Xiao Hong resisted, but later, she couldn't bear Ma Wang's "gentle output" day after day, month after month, year after year, and the "straight man" Xiao Hong was turned over by Ma Wang.

Here, Luo Fengtang's voice came over.

"Well, the two horses were groomed together. The two guys seemed to be in a good mood. They were full of food and drink, and their hair was shiny. They were basking in the sun on the grass outside the backyard garden!" he said

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Yang Ruoqing smiled happily, "People need companions, and horses also need companions."

"Hey, speaking of this, I suddenly want to chase the cloud. I haven't seen it for a long time. It hasn't come down from the mountain to find me. I don't know how it is doing now!" she said.

Luo Fengtang said: "Yes, I haven't seen Zhuiyun for a long time. Maybe something happened in the mountains and I couldn't get away."

"As you know, Mianniu Mountain stretches for hundreds of miles, and all kinds of wild animals in the mountain have their own territories."

"They are similar to our human kingdom. They have never stopped fighting each other for territory and food. Moreover, they are very bloody and cruel."

"As the wolf king, Zhuiyun has a heavy responsibility on his shoulders. It's understandable that he can't escape from the mountain to come to us," he said.

Yang Ruoqing nodded.

"Okay, as long as it has no worries about its life and is living well, if it doesn't come to me, then I won't come."

I played with the two children until lunch, and then took a nap after lunch.

After getting up from a nap, I read in the room for more than an hour in the afternoon.

Yang Ruoqing suddenly felt that something was missing.

What's going on?

Sitting there, I raised my hands and rubbed my temples, thinking carefully...

I remembered!

Why hasn’t the fourth aunt come over to stalk me? This is not like her style!

Is it possible that he has really changed his temper this time?

As soon as this idea flashed through her mind, Yang Ruoqing quickly gave it up.
Chapter completed!