"This is not a good thing. I see that the clothes and shoes that Chen'er is wearing must have been specially made by the embroiderer. I'm afraid that he won't like my poor craftsmanship..." Ping'er said.

"Hey, you're overthinking it!" Yang Ruoqing waved her hand.

"My Chen'er is not picky in this regard. What's more, with a crappy mother like me here, he doesn't have to be picky even if he wants to!"

"Besides, Ping'er, your skills are not comparable to those of the embroiderers in the cloth shops outside who rely on such work to survive."

"Even if we take it to the palace and compete with the embroiderers in the Shangyi Supervisory Hall, you won't fall behind! Good!"

Yang Ruoqing gave Ping'er a thumbs up, then took the little clothes in her hand and looked at them over and over again. She nodded while looking at them, feeling extremely satisfied.

Don't say that Ping'er's embroidery work is really good. Even if Ping'er's embroidery work is average, she is willing to spend several nights to make clothes for your son. This is her sincerity.

What Yang Ruoqing took a fancy to was Ping'er's feelings.

Ping'er observed that Yang Ruoqing looked like she really liked her, it didn't look like she was just pretending, and she slowly felt relieved.

Yang Ruoqing suddenly thought of something, put the little clothes away again, and turned to ask Ping'er: "By the way, how have you been with Brother Zhou Sheng for more than a month? Have you made any progress?"

Before leaving last time, Yang Ruoqing only acted as a microphone between Zhou Sheng and Ping'er.

Let the men and women understand each other's ideas.

Next, it's up to them to show up again when they need her as the microphone.

When Yang Ruoqing asked this, Ping'er's face turned red.

"That's it! It's the same as before," she said sheepishly.

Yang Ruoqing raised her eyebrows: "What does it look like the same way?"

Ping'er said: "Brother Zhou Sheng said that he wanted to make more money, so he also joined the herb collection team. For more than a month, he followed the herb collection team into the mountains every day for more than a month, and only took two days off."

"One day was to help his eldest brother's family plow the fields, and the other day was to go to Bingbing's grandmother's house. Bingbing's grandmother passed away," Ping'er said.

Yang Ruoqing nodded, "Brother Zhou Sheng is also very hardworking."

Ping'er said softly, "Yeah, I've lost a lot of weight and become darker."

Yang Ruoqing gently touched Ping'er's elbow, "Hey, do you feel bad?"

Ping'er glanced at Yang Ruoqing in embarrassment, "No way, Qing'er, just make fun of me, I won't tell you anymore, I will go back to the house to do embroidery work!"

After saying these words, Ping'er covered her face and ran away.

Looking at her back, Yang Ruoqing laughed.

Although Ping'er didn't go into detail about what happened between her and Brother Zhou Sheng, looking at Ping'er's behavior, the two of them had been in contact in private for more than a month.

Moreover, there must have been some emotional friction. Women know women, and she saw something else in Ping'er's eyes.

Unlike when they first talked about Zhou Sheng, Ping'er just wanted to find a man to take care of Huahua.

Now, feelings are growing bit by bit.

That's good. Reorganizing a family and having feelings between the couple is the best reconciliation agent.

Ping'er is gentle, kind, and diligent and considerate. Brother Zhou Sheng is honest, diligent, and has a sense of responsibility.

The only shortcoming is that he is too soft-hearted. Otherwise, when Fengzhi cuckolded him many times, he would not have tolerated it many times.

If a man from another family catches his wife having an affair with an outsider, no matter how good-tempered she is, he will slap her in the face.

If you have a bad temper, you will be beaten and sent back to your natal family, and then ask your natal family to compensate for the betrothal gift.

And those with even worse tempers will be beaten to death and crippled directly.

As for Zhou Sheng, he just buried his head in the sand like an ostrich. Faced with the persuasion from his elder brother and sister-in-law to leave, as well as everyone's accusations against Fengzhi,

Zhou Sheng even took the blame for the mistake on himself.

He felt that if he had the ability to let his wife and children live a good life, Fengzhi would not be like this.

Therefore, Zhou Sheng with such a personality and the docile Ping'er are a good match and can live a stable life.

When Brother Zhou Sheng saves enough money to get married, the good news will probably arrive, so just wait for the good news!

Yang Ruoqing was in a good mood, humming a little tune and continued to hang her clothes to dry.

In a blink of an eye, it was time for lunch. Blacksmith Luo came back from the fish pond, carrying a shovel on his shoulder. There was a bucket hanging in front of the shovel. There was shallow water in the bucket, and there were several fish, bream, and fish.

Several yellow anchovy fish.

"Qing'er, send a few to your parents, just in time to add some dishes." Blacksmith Luo came to the backyard kitchen, handed the bucket to Yang Ruoqing, and turned around to wash his hands.

Yang Ruoqing looked at the miscellaneous fish in the bucket, picked up five or six chopstick-long yellow anchovy fish, and waited for the three children to come back from school at night, and cooked them with tofu soup.

Two big breams, one was left to be braised later at noon, and the other was given to dad for a drink!

Yang Ruoqing took the bream to her parents' house next door. As soon as she entered the courtyard gate, she met a man face to face.

When the man saw Yang Ruoqing, his face was filled with a warm and flattering smile, "Qing'er, are you here? Your mother is in the backyard kitchen..."

However, Yang Ruoqing gave the man a cold look, said 'hmm', walked past him into the yard, and walked straight towards the backyard.

I don't even have the interest to say more than half a sentence to that person.

In the backyard, Mrs. Sun was not in the kitchen, but in her own house.

"Mom, uncle brought fish back. I kept some yellow bream to cook tofu for the three children at night. I brought this bream to my father to drink with."

Yang Ruoqing stood at the door of the house, picked up the bream in her hand and shook it excitedly towards Sun.

Mrs. Sun was also very happy when she saw the bream.

But she said: "Qing'er, please put the fish away first, and come and see these shoes. Mother Cui'er just sent them here."

The smile on Yang Ruoqing's face froze for a moment. When she entered the courtyard gate, she met Cui'er's mother face to face. No wonder she smiled so flatteringly, she was here to give Chen'er shoes!

"I don't want to see anything made by that mother and daughter. My Chen'er won't wear it either. Mom, please return it for me." Yang Ruoqing said coldly.

When she came back from this trip, she felt relieved about everything else at home, but there was only one incident at Ga Gong's house that made her not very happy.

Before leaving, they had already lifted the fig leaf, allowing the whole family to see Twee'er's intentions and Twee'er's mother's help.

In order to successfully climb to Da'an, Cui'er did everything she could, which was terrifying.

In the end, Dagagong felt shameless and disappointed with the mother and daughter, so he planned to go back to Sunjiagou.

But when she came back from this trip, she found that the family of four was still living in the Sun family.

Yang Ruoqing was so angry that her lungs exploded.

I was so angry that I didn't even bother to ask why the four of them were still living here. On the day I came back, I took Chen'er to the Sun's house across the street to visit Mr. Ga, and gave him some specialties from Yecheng.

Never went again.

"Qing'er, come in first and listen to mother finish what she has to say first."
Chapter completed!