Wang Cuilian accompanied the landlady there and made household chores, while Blacksmith Luo talked to the landlady's son.

There were tea bowls in front of both mother and son, and two plates of melon seeds and peanuts on the table.

At the feet of the landlady, there was a bulging bag of twine, and something was moving and screaming inside.

The sound sounds like a chicken, duck, or a living body.

There are also two piles of tightly tied gifts on the coffee table. Judging from the outer packaging, they should be brown sugar pastries, donkey hide gelatin, red dates and the like.

In this era, these things are great gifts for visiting relatives and friends.

Ha, it seems that this apology is a big investment. Yang Ruoqing coughed lightly and stepped into the main room.

"Qing'er is here." Wang Cuilian said with a smile.

The landlady turned around and saw Yang Ruoqing coming in. She quickly put down the tea bowl in her hand and stood up, with a flattering smile on her face.

Seeing her son still standing there stupidly, the landlady quickly winked at her son, who was so frightened that he quickly stood up.

I got up too quickly and my sleeves brought the tea bowl on the coffee table. The tea bowl fell to the ground and smashed into pieces with a bang.

"This kid is really clumsy!" The proprietress rushed over angrily and slapped her son twice on the head.

The beating made his son step back and almost fall.

Blacksmith Luo supported her son, while Wang Cuilian came over and grabbed the proprietress: "Sister Fang, don't do this. He didn't mean it. It's just a bowl. It's no big deal!"

The landlady was still there beating and scolding her son. Her son was so frightened that he raised his arms and covered his head to dodge.

Yang Ruoqing said: "If you want to teach your son a lesson, go back to your own home and teach him a lesson. Who can you show him by making noise in other people's homes?"

The boss lady's movements stopped suddenly, she turned around and grabbed the corners of her clothes with both hands, looking embarrassed.

"Well, Mrs. Luo, I'm sorry. The little lady didn't mean to make a noise in your house. It's just that my son is too stupid. I couldn't hold it back for a while..." the landlady stammered in explanation.

Yang Ruoqing raised her hand to interrupt her, then turned to Blacksmith Luo and Wang Cuilian and said, "Uncle, aunt, you take the children to the backyard to have dinner first."

Blacksmith Luo nodded and left directly.

Blacksmith Luo had sensed Yang Ruoqing's attitude towards the landlady before, so Blacksmith Luo didn't say anything more and turned around and left.

Wang Cuilian was a woman after all, so she asked politely because of her face: "What about that, girls from the Fang family, have you eaten yet?"

The proprietress glanced at Yang Ruoqing and said to Wang Cuilian with a smile: "We have eaten here, you go and eat."

Wang Cuilian nodded and left with Blacksmith Luo. Yang Ruoqing was left in the hall with the proprietress and her son.

Yang Ruoqing went straight to the table and sat down, grabbing a few melon seeds and cracking them.

The landlady came to Yang Ruoqing, and before she spoke, she knelt on the ground with a thud, raised her hand to shine on her face, and slapped her twice.

Yang Ruoqing looked at her coldly and said, "What are you doing?"

The landlady raised her head, her face red and swollen from being slapped by herself.

"Mrs. Luo, you don't remember the faults of others. Don't argue with me, an ignorant woman. I am ignorant of the truth and bumped into you. I'm sorry. I will apologize to you..."

She buried her head and began to cry.

Yang Ruoqing twitched her lips coldly: "You are overthinking. I don't have time to argue with you. I bought that shop because I like that shop."

"Let's not talk secretly. You came here today to continue renting the shop, right? I'm sorry, I have other plans for the shop. You should go back and tidy it up. I will take the shop back the day after tomorrow at the latest.

"

Hearing this, the landlady burst into tears, kowtowing and crying about how miserable her family was.

The husband passed away early and the son was incompetent. He was born with two legs of different lengths and could not find any work outside.

No one in the town was willing to marry the girl to him, so he finally managed to get a wife from the countryside, and even after half a year after entering the house, there was no movement in his stomach.

The mother-in-law and father-in-law would come over every once in a while to visit relatives and eat and drink. Life at home was hard, and the family of three depended on these three shops for food, clothing and food...

If the shop is taken back, we will really starve to death, and we won’t even be able to drink from the northwest wind...

While performing the drama of love, he took out the gifts he had brought.

"This is my apology. I was reckless this time. These chickens and ducks are all raised at home. I brought them here to stew them for the children."

"In addition, these donkey-hide gelatin, red dates, etc., can be eaten in winter to replenish qi and blood. These are things that we are reluctant to eat at home. I brought them here. I just ask Mrs. Luo not to dislike them..."

Regarding these things, Yan Ruoqing is not moved at all, and he doesn't even bother to blink.

She was cracking melon seeds slowly and leisurely, which made the landlady even more confused, and the sweat rolled down her forehead.

She knelt in front of Yang Ruoqing and said a lot of apology. At the end of the sentence, she couldn't even find her lines, and then she could only sit on the ground with a dejected face and wipe her tears, regretting that she was so arrogant today.

, offend those who cannot afford to offend.

Because on the way here, she asked around again in the village, and it turned out that the Luo family was the most famous in the entire Qingshui Town, the Luo family that produced the General Protector of the Country.

And Mrs. Luo is the wife of General Luo, so powerful!

The landlady wants to die.

Time passed bit by bit, and the son who had been sent to the door by the landlady earlier came in limping.

He also knelt down in front of Yang Ruoh and said, "Mrs. Luo, please forgive my mother this time."

"I am a disabled person, and my family is supported by my mother. I know that my mother's mouth is not forgiving, and she offends many people on weekdays."

"But my mother also has her own difficulties. My father can walk away, but my mother is living a life as a widow, and she is often bullied by the bad guys on the street."

"My mother would do anything aggressive to protect me from being bullied. When my father was alive, my mother was very gentle..."

"Son, stop talking. It's my mother's fault. She looks down on others and has offended Mrs. Luo. This is the retribution my mother deserves. Go and stay at the door of the house and you are not allowed to come in!"

The landlady turned and scolded her son, so he had to limp out.

"Okay, you should get up too and talk!"

Yang Ruoqing finally spoke and her eyes fell on the proprietress.

To be honest, Yang Ruoqing was moved by the lame son's words.

It was life and fate that caused this boss lady's temperament to change drastically, becoming snobbish, aggressive and arrogant.

Although these are hateful, they are also her hedgehog coat. She is strong towards outsiders and shows her teeth in order to better protect her son.
Chapter completed!