"Okay, the sewing is done. I'm going to take a shower. You should go to bed and lie down quickly. Don't get cold!"

Yang Ruoqing stood up, put the sewn clothes on the cabinet next to the bed, then opened the closet door to look for clothes to change into for the shower.

Luo Fengtang said: "I'll help you put out the water."

While taking a shower, Yang Ruoqing kept thinking about the three things she heard earlier. In the end, she made up her mind that if Qi Xingyun confessed to her at that time, it would be better for her not to tell Tang Yazi.

In this way, there will be no gap between the monarch and his ministers.

After taking a shower and returning to the house, Luo Fengtang had already laid down on the bed obediently.

There is an orange melon lantern beside the bed. The light is soft and warm, making people feel warm all over.

Luo Fengtang lay flat on the bed, with his arms behind his head and his eyes staring at the ceiling of the tent in a daze.

When he saw Yang Ruoqing opening the curtain and coming in, his eyes followed her.

It's cold, so two quilts are prepared on the bed.

The red satin one is hers, and the green one is his. Both quilts are embroidered with auspicious patterns of dragons and phoenixes.

These were the two items in her dowry when she first got married, such festive bedding and satin, and she had several more beds in the cabinet!

She got into her quilt, lay down and covered herself up.

Luo Fengtang looked sideways at her lying down, chuckled, lifted her quilt and got in too.

Yang Ruoqing felt extremely comfortable, and the two of them talked incessantly.

The sleepiness gradually came on.

The next morning, when Yang Ruoqing woke up, she felt full of strength.

I haven't slept so comfortably for a long time, it must be because he is back.

He reached back and touched, and found that the place where he had slept was already empty.

This guy never stayed in bed? Even on the second day of his wedding, he didn't stay in bed. He was so energetic!

"Auntie, where is Tang Yazi? I haven't seen him in the front or back yard."

Yang Ruoqing came to the kitchen to help Wang Cuilian cook breakfast and asked casually.

Wang Cuilian said: "I woke up early in the morning and cleaned the yard. Later I sent Chen'er and Baobao to school. I guess they should be back soon."

Yang Ruoqing nodded and looked into the pot, "Auntie, what are you going to do in the morning? I'll help you."

Wang Cuilian said: "Boil the porridge, steam the steamed dumplings inside, and put some noodles on it."

Yang Ruoqing rolled up her sleeves: "Then I'll roll the dough."

Wang Cuilian was right. When breakfast was almost ready, Luo Fengtang came back from outside.

There were still dewy grass clippings on the shoes, and my head was a little damp.

Yang Ruoqing quickly brought a dry handkerchief over to wipe his hair, "The dew is really heavy this morning. Are the children's hair and clothes also damp?"

Luo Fengtang said: "Don't worry, I'm wearing a hat and a cloak. I took it off when I arrived at the door of the school."

He said and handed over the cloak.

Yang Ruoqing took it, shook it a few times, and then took the cloak to the yard to dry.

After breakfast, Luo Fengtang went back to his room, changed into smart shorts and came out.

Yang Ruoqing was drying her family's shoes in the yard, and was surprised when she saw him dressed like a working man.

"What are you going to do?" she asked.

Luo Fengtang smiled and said: "Last night I was having dinner at my father-in-law's house. I saw a lot of cotton stalks piled up in the yard, and I hadn't had time to bundle them into firewood targets."

"Are you going to help my parents pack firewood targets?" Yang Ruoqing asked again.

He nodded sharply and walked out, but was stopped by Yang Ruoqing.

"You have finally returned home and haven't had time to have a good rest, so don't go there. It will be the twelfth lunar month in a while, and my parents will be focusing on bundling firewood targets at home. I'll just go and help.

"She said.

I silently apologized to Yang Huazhong and Sun Shi, parents, please forgive me, Tang Yazi is my man, I have to feel sorry for my man.

Feeling her concern, Luo Fengtang felt very happy.

Compared with those daughters-in-law of other families, when a man marries a man, he wants to find an extra job for his parents' family. He is driven to work at his father-in-law's house every day, and he has to come back to his own house to eat.

Such a comparison shows that my daughter-in-law is really nice and loves her man so much.

"It's okay, I'm not tired, I have some free time now," he said.

"Building firewood is nothing to me. Sitting there, basking in the sun, feels comfortable. Just follow me!" he added.

Yang Ruoqing saw his posture and knew she couldn't stop him.

"Okay, then I'll go bundle it with you. Just wait while I go back to the house to get two pairs of gloves."

As she said this, she turned around and walked into the house, but was held back by Luo Fengtang.

"Just grab a pair and I'll tie them up. Don't do anything. You're still in trouble. You need to rest more." He said with concern.

Yang Ruoqing blushed, but her heart felt sweet.

"It's not tiring to work with men and women. Besides, your wife and I are not one of those petite young ladies. Things happen every month, so I'm not that fragile."
Chapter completed!