Yang Huazhong couldn't listen anymore and said: "The eldest brother is less than forty, and the fourth brother is even in his prime. Why can't they go to the fields and work hard?"

"I was younger than my fourth brother for a while, so wasn't it me who was responsible for all the hard work in the family?" the man said.

Old Yang's face turned red and he stood up: "I'll go back and think about this matter."

Yang Ruoqing said: "I'd better think about it quickly, the restaurant will open at the end of the month."

Lao Yang nodded: "I will give you an answer tonight."

After sending Old Yangtou away, everyone heaved a sigh of relief.

Yang Ruoqing sent Luo Fengtang to the entrance of the alley.

"Thanks to you for what happened before." She said softly.

In front of everyone, he directly rejected the uncle and fourth uncle.

Although she dares to do it.

However, due to various factors, it is ultimately a bit inappropriate.

After all, he is his uncle and fourth uncle.

In this era, family values ​​are emphasized.

Nepotism.

It would be much more appropriate for Luo Fengtang to come forward as a partner and prospective husband to refuse, rather than to do so herself.

But as a result, most of the hatred was transferred to him.

He smiled when he heard her thank you.

He raised his hand and rubbed her head: "Silly girl, are you talking to me like this? Are you afraid that I will be angry?"

Yang Ruoqing chuckled, "Isn't that why I'm grateful to you for blocking the gunfire..."

"If you are really grateful, give me some reward!" he said.

She was confused for a moment and asked: "What reward do you want?"

He smiled and winked, "You know."

"This... I really don't understand!"

She suppressed a laugh and shook her head.

He came closer to her: "Then I will teach you how to understand..."

Just as he was about to be beaten again, a figure suddenly appeared at the entrance of the alley.

A cold gaze, like a cold poisonous needle, shot towards this side.

The two people who were having fun were startled for a moment, and turned to look towards the entrance of the alley.

Muzichuan?

Both of them were surprised and exchanged looks.

Luo Fengtang immediately stood up straight and faced Muzichuan.

Yang Ruoqing also patted her clothes and looked up towards the entrance of the alley.

Alley entrance.

Muzichuan stood with backlight.

I couldn't see the expression on his face clearly, but those eyes were like cold stars in the sky.

"It's sunny, what are you doing hiding here?"

he asked coldly.

Luo Fengtang slightly raised his lips: "Didn't you see everything? Are you still asking?"

Muzichuan snorted coldly.

"He is really an uncultured and vulgar person."

"It's clear in the daytime, hiding here and doing such shameful and dirty things, it's dirtying my eyes!"

He hated it very much.

Yang Ruoqing frowned when she heard this.

Just as he was about to speak, his waist tightened.

She was pulled into Luo Fengtang's arms.

He looked at Mu Zichuan with cold eyes and said, "Mu Zichuan, do you think the grapes are sour if you can't eat them?"

"Qing'er is my soon-to-be wife, it won't hinder you if we have some fun, right?"

"Dirty? Haha..."

"If you insist on saying that intimacy between men and women is filthy, what about you? Aren't you also the result of your parents' filthiness?"

Luo Fengtang asked rhetorically.

Mu Zichuan's handsome face turned livid.

He was so blocked that he couldn't even utter a single word of rebuttal!

"Those who are close to vermillion are red and those who are close to ink are black. You two are hopeless!"

He put down these words, turned around and walked away.

In the alley, after this disturbance, the two people lost interest in playing.

Luo Fengtang held Yang Ruoqing's shoulders and said warmly: "Don't take his words at heart, he is jealous of me, hehe."

Yang Ruoqing raised her head and glanced at him.

"Your clumsiness in the past was all just an act, right?" she asked.

"Why do you say that?" he asked.

She said: "Mu Zichuan was rendered speechless by your refutation just now and almost vomited blood."

"You are such a sharp talker. Where did you learn this?" she asked.

He chuckled: "Those who are close to vermillion are red, and those who are close to ink are black. I learned from my wife!"

…

After sending Luo Fengtang away, Yang Ruoqing couldn't help but think about it on the way back.

Why did Mu Zichuan come to her door again?

In the kitchen, Mrs. Sun was cooking, and Yang Huazhong was standing beside her talking to her.

Yang Ruoqing found Da'an who was writing with him in her room.

"Come here, I have something to ask you."

She said hello to Da Anna and then sat beside the bed.

Daan put down the fruit charcoal in his hand and turned around to the bedside.

"Sister, what's going on?"

"Let me ask you, has Mu Zichuan looked for you again during this period?"

Daan's eyes flashed and he lowered his head.

Yang Ruoqing understood why Mu Zichuan came over.

"What? He's still teaching you how to read?" she asked.

She had already made it so clear to him that time at the Earth Temple a few years ago.

If it were anyone else, I'm afraid they wouldn't be able to teach again.

"Sister, brother Zichuan said that you should start and finish everything you do."

After a moment, Daan raised his head and said softly.

"The last time you found us, he just started teaching me the Three Character Classic."

"Brother Zichuan said that he will stop teaching the Three-Character Classic after he finishes teaching it."

"Because I entered school at that time, and he also had to go to school in the town to study and concentrate on preparing for this year's autumn exam."

Da'an told Mu Zichuan's plan in detail.

Yang Ruoqing was surprised.

I thought he would never teach again...

There is a beginning and an end...

He is really a principled person.

Do not involve your personal grudges with Daan.

Mu Zichuan, this fact makes her a little bit admired.

"Then when did he start teaching you again?"

Yang Ruoqing's expression relaxed a bit and then asked.

Da'an thought carefully: "It's the twenty-fifth of the twelfth lunar month."

"Twenty-five?" Yang Ruoqing raised her eyebrows.

On the night of the 24th, during the Lunar New Year, my father was taken to jail.

From that night on, it lasted until New Year's Eve.

During these six days, the house has been in a state of turmoil and restlessness.

"On the night when dad's accident happened, sister, you and brother Fengtang rushed to the county seat overnight."

Daan's voice sounded next.

"You go ahead, brother Zichuan is also coming to our house."

"But he didn't enter the house, but called me from the back window."

"He encouraged me, enlightened me, and told me not to worry."

"He said he believed that nothing would happen to our father and that our family was doing conscientious business."

"He also warned me that at this time, I should not panic."

"I need to take good care of my mother and comfort Xiao An so that you don't have to worry about her."

That's it...

There was a hint of surprise in Yang Ruoqing's eyes.

Daan nodded.

"Brother Zichuan also said that the only good thing is to study, which is inferior to everything else. The more difficult the environment, the more I can't give up my studies."

"Only by working hard and gaining fame will we be able to shine in the future and protect our family's business!"

"So, from the next day on, he taught me how to read and write every day..."

hiss……

Yang Ruoqing took a breath when she heard this.

Unexpectedly, Mu Zichuan did so many things for her family behind the scenes!

Although the scholar had a sour smell, these views coincided with hers.
Chapter completed!