Muzichuan's face was tense and he looked at her with deep eyes.

From head to toe, then from toe to head, finally, his eyes fell on her face that still had a smile.

"Where are you going when you are walking so happily?" he asked.

Yang Ruoqing was stunned for a moment.

What?

He also took care of her movements.

Did you get into the role so quickly?

"Huh, I know even if you don't tell me, you're looking for your sweetheart, right?"

Mu Zichuan asked again, with a hint of sarcasm on his lips.

"No wonder she broke off the engagement so simply. It turned out that she was hooking up with Luo Fengtang!" he said.

Yang Ruoqing understood.

She suppressed the smile on her face.

He frowned and said, "What kind of lover are you? If you can't speak, get out of here. Fortunately, you're still a scholar and you're full of shit!"

"Humph!" Muzichuan snorted.

He looked at Yang Ruoqing with disdain.

"I don't understand, what's so good about Luo Fengtang? He's a white man without a father or a mother, and he's had one meal and no next meal!"

"Aside from brute strength, what else do you have?"

"If you follow him, you will regret it in the future!" he said.

Yang Ruoqing's anger was aroused.

"Beauty is in the eye of the beholder. I just care about him, like him, and am willing to beg for food from him. Do you care?"

"Yang Ruoqing!" He growled in a deep voice.

The fingers at the bottom of the sleeves clenched into fists.

"What are you doing? Want to fight alone?"

She responded and rolled up her sleeves.

"Don't cry when you get beaten into a pig's head later!" she said.

Mu Zichuan was so angry that his face turned livid.

He sneered and said: "Yang Ruoqing, I was the one who looked up to you in the past, but it turns out you have such bad taste!"

"You hooked up with him and kicked me out!"

"The humiliation you have caused me today will be repaid to you many times over when I gain fame one day!"

"You bitch man and woman, I won't make it easy for you... ugh!"

Before he finished speaking, his facial features suddenly tightened.

After letting out a muffled groan, he was thrown to the ground.

A beautiful over-the-shoulder throw was executed neatly by Yang Ruoqing, as smoothly as clouds and water.

She took her hand back.

He glanced at Muzichuan lying on the ground.

"Bai Wuyi is a scholar. Apart from talking nonsense, what else will you do?"

She shook her head, looking disappointed.

"What you said, I'll give it back to you."

"In the past, I was the one who looked down on you."

"Now it seems that you are hopeless."

"Don't pester me again in the future, let me hear you slander Tang Yazi again, and beat you every time I see you!"

After saying these words, she walked away.

Mu Zichuan was lying on the ground, his chest rising and falling rapidly.

A pair of hands clenched their fists and smashed them on the ground.

In the yard of Lao Luo's house, a group of people were demolishing the house in full swing.

Seeing Yang Ruoqing come in, Luo Fengtang greeted Uncle Da Niu next to him.

Hurry down from the tall ladder and walk towards her.

In order to work quickly, he wore a black shorts today.

The trousers were tucked into socks, and the sleeves were rolled up, revealing a pair of strong arms.

There were also glistening beads of sweat hanging on his forehead.

Paired with that wheat-colored complexion, it shines with a wild charm under the sunlight.

Yang Ruoqing narrowed her eyes slightly.

The more I look at it, the more I like it.

"What's wrong, Qing'er? Why are you unhappy?"

He could see her pouting at a glance.

Yang Ruoqing shook her head: "It's okay, I met a mad dog on the road and struggled for a while."

"You weren't bitten, were you?" he asked nervously.

Yang Ruoqing smiled: "How is that possible!"

"That's good!" He felt relieved.

Pointing to the house that was being demolished over there, he said to Yang Ruoqing: "Uncle Chang Geng and Uncle Daniu are here to help. This house can be demolished in two days."

"My uncle has found someone to take care of the day. The day after tomorrow is an auspicious day, so we can start construction!"

Infected by Luo Fengtang's excitement, Yang Ruoqing also became happy.

She glanced at the house over there that had almost had its roof lifted off.

"Where are the things in your and your uncle's house? I'll help you clean them up!" she said.

Luo Fengtang said: "They are all piled up in the hut."

"I'll go in and take a look."

Yang Ruoqing immediately entered the miscellaneous room.

I came back to this room, and Zi Tang Yazi was baking charcoal in it.

When I came in now, the room was full of things.

The beds of Luo Fengtang and Luo Blacksmith.

Table, chairs, and two simple wardrobes.

The quilt was wrapped in a crumpled ball and piled on the bed, and the curtains were not hung, but were piled on the bed together with the bamboo poles.

In addition, shoes, clothes, and all the tubs for washing your face.

Luo Fengtang’s hunting tools, iron barrels for baking charcoal...

The utility room, which is less than 20 square meters, is so full of chaos that it can hardly fit your feet.

Yang Ruoqing rolled up her sleeves and told Luo Fengtang: "Just go and do your work and come back in an hour. I promise to make your eyes shine."

Luo Fengtang said: "I'll take care of these things myself at night, don't worry."

Yang Ruoqing looked at him with a smile: "Nothing, just think of it as losing weight!"

Luo Fengtang's head is covered with black lines.

Yang Ruoqing had already started to push him outside.

"Don't stand here and hinder me from doing things. Go and do your work!"

He was pushed out of the house.

"Okay, Qing'er, if you're tired, take a rest for a while. I'll come back later."

He said at the door.

Then her impatient voice came from the room: "Go, go, it's so boring!"

"hey-hey."

He laughed happily, turned around and got busy again.

Yang Ruoqing was also busy in the room.

She first placed the two beds next to the walls on both sides.

Between the two beds, there is a passage that only allows two people to pass through, forming a kind of symmetrical beauty.

Then they moved the table in their main room under the window on the right side of the entrance.

Tall benches are placed in all directions.

There are only a few pairs of shoes, neatly stacked under the bed, and a wooden basin for washing your face and feet is also placed under the bed.

The clothes cabinet is placed beside the bed.

Luo Fengtang's bow and arrows are hung on the wooden stakes on the wall.

As for the iron bucket, she can't move it, so we'll stay there and let Luo Fengtang move it to the kitchen later.

Fold the clothes and put them in the closet.

She began to make their beds and hang up the curtains.

First help Blacksmith Luo hang up the curtain on the bed.

She took off her shoes again, climbed onto Tangyazi's bed, and hung up the curtain for him.

The tent is an old cloth tent that has turned yellow after being washed, with many holes in it.

Fortunately it is winter, and mosquitoes are prevalent in summer.

This tent is useless!

When there were only two corners left to finish, the ajar door opened.

Luo Fengtang came in from outside, holding a bowl of tea in his hand.

"Qing'er, take a break and have some tea..."

The next words came to an abrupt end.

He opened his eyes wide and looked at the furnishings in the room, and was a little stunned for a moment.

Is this still the utility room he is familiar with?

Seeing his appearance, Yang Ruoqing pursed her lips and smiled.

"Why are you so stupid? Don't you recognize this house?" she asked.
Chapter completed!