If Yang Ruoqing heard Ping'er's words in a foreign voice, she would definitely sigh that Ping'er is worthy of being her handkerchief and that she really understands her.

Indeed, at her level, the most indispensable thing is money.

So any gift that money can buy really cannot move her heart.

And those things made with care, even if it is just a purse, make her even happier.

Huahua distributed the remaining things to Zhou Xiang, and even took care of the two villagers who were scolded by Gu Zhihua in the field today.

In the afternoon, Ping'er sent Turtle to Luo's house and explained the previous events in detail to Yang Ruoqing.

Both women laughed.

"This sounds like a farce, but it has finally come to an end, and I can finally breathe a sigh of relief." Ping'er sighed. For the past six months, she has been anxious about Huahua, and she seems to have aged several years.

age.

Yang Ruoqing nodded, "However, the Gu family's tendency to lie has not changed at all. Take the two maids Xiaoqing and Xiaohong as an example. They were not sent by Gu Zhihua at all."

"Ah?" Ping'er was surprised, "Gu Zhihua said it himself at the time, saying that he didn't want Huahua to be upset after seeing her back. Then, who sent her away?"

"It's that cousin Shuhua," Yang Ruoqing said. "She fished in troubled waters. She found someone to sell the two maids, took the money with her, and lied to the Gu family, saying that the two maids saw the situation and stole the money from Qing'an County.

The deed to the house has disappeared."

"Oh my God, this woman is so resourceful!" Ping'er covered her mouth.

"What about that? Shuhua shouldn't have the deed to the house, right?" she asked again.

When asked this, Yang Ruoqing nodded and shook her head.

"It was indeed there at first, but now, it's in my hands."

Ping'er was stunned, looking at Yang Ruoqing in disbelief with her eyes wide open, her joy gradually welling up.

"What a trick. The mantis catches the cicada and the oriole is behind, but Qing'er, you are the best!"

Yang Ruoqing waved her hand, "Come on, I just don't want to see that cousin fishing in troubled waters and playing tricks, so I just want to undermine her behind her back."

Ping'er nodded: "Huahua's child was killed by her. Now that her plan has failed, I feel relieved."

"However, this can also be seen that the person who is the best match for Gu Zhihua is cousin Shuhua."

Yang Ruoqing also agreed, "Yes, they are all liars, cheating each other."

Everything that needed to be said was said, the matter was over, and Ping'er's overall complexion became a bit better.

"Qing'er, whether you braise or stew this old turtle, no matter what, you have to accept it. This is Huahua's wish."

"Since it is what Huahua wants, I will definitely accept it."

"That's good, I'll go back first, and I'll come over to talk to you when I'm free."

After sending Ping'er to the door of the courtyard, Yang Ruoqing returned to the house.

The fat cat at home was putting his front paws on the edge of the barrel, twisting his neck to look at the old turtle spinning around inside.

"Mi, mi, have you never seen this big guy? This is the old turtle, also known as the old bastard."

Baby Luo was also squatting beside the barrel, stroking the fat cat's head and explaining softly.

"Old Wu~Old Wu?"

The fat cat meowed and swung its tail gently behind it, as if it was asking questions and answers to Baby Luo.

"It's not Old Wu, it's Old Bastard!" she corrected while suppressing a smile.

Yang Ruoqing looked on with a smile in her eyes.

At night, after taking a shower, I feel refreshed all over. The front and rear windows of the bedroom are open, and the night breeze blows.

Luo Fengtang sat there and carefully wiped his sword.

Yang Ruoqing sat behind the desk with her legs crossed, sorting out the account books.

The wooden bucket was replaced with fresh water and placed under the window of their house, with the old turtle crawling around inside.

The main reason why I put it in this room is because there is a fat cat in the house that is extremely curious and can do anything in the sky and on the earth. If the old turtle is placed elsewhere, I am afraid that it will be scolded by it overnight.

This is the only house that it dare not set foot in easily.

The reason is very simple, because it is afraid of the male owner Luo Fengtang.

"Then why is the old turtle moving around? Is he hungry?"

Luo Fengtang put down his sword, stood up and walked to the bucket, squatting there and looking at it.

Yang Ruoqing kept her eyes on the account page, took the time to smile and said, "I starved it on purpose."

"Why?" he turned around and asked.

"Let it excrete all the food in the intestines and stomach, so that it can be used to make soup!"

"Ah?" He turned around and looked at the old turtle inside. It was really big.

When he looked at it, it also raised its head and looked upward, with a pair of bastard eyes as big as mung beans...

Luo Fengtang couldn't help but laugh.

"This thing... looks quite funny, especially its eyes. No wonder everyone likes to make fun of its eyes when they scold others." He said.

Yang Ruoqing also laughed: "Its head... is more interesting."

"Really? Let me take a look...it doesn't matter?"

"Haha..." Yang Ruoqing just laughed, a little bit evilly.

Luo Fengtang returned to the desk and watched her smile as she shrugged her shoulders, and her curiosity arose.

"Qing'er, don't be happy alone. Tell me what's wrong with its head?" He put his hands on the opposite side of the desk and stared at her intensely.

Yang Ruoqing shook her head: "I won't say anything, I'm just having fun on my own."

Even a shameless person like her would be embarrassed to speak.

Luo Fengtang supported the desk with both arms, leaning forward slightly, with a smirk in his eyes, and deliberately lowered his voice to threaten her: "If you don't tell me, I won't let you sleep tonight!"

Yang Ruoqing looked up at someone very close to her. She couldn't resist this big move.

This waist... is still sore!

"My hero, please let me go. I'll write it to you, okay?"

He nodded and helped her spread the paper himself.

She picked up the pen and glanced at him, "Turn around first. I'll call you after I've finished writing."

"Um."

He turned around and leaned against the desk, stretching his slender legs and folding his arms in front of him, waiting at leisure...

She bit the tip of the pen lightly, looked at his broad shoulders, smiled mischievously, and drew a few strokes on the white paper in front of her, "I've finished writing. You can read it. I'm going to urge my daughter to sleep first."

Luo Fengtang turned around. She had already ran out of the house, leaving the jade curtain shaking.

He picked up the paper on the table and squinted at it, his breathing suddenly became heavy, and the blood all over his body was ignited.

Outside the window, her chuckle could be heard.

"General, curiosity killed the cat, do you understand now?"

Luo Fengtang walked straight to the window, his whole body was hot, and there was a dangerous aura in his eyes, "Come back here..."

"Gee, I won't come back. I'll sleep with my daughter tonight. Good night, General!"

The brisk footsteps faded away, and Luo Fengtang stood by the window, scratching his head and smiling bitterly.

They are an old couple now. He can withstand all the temptations outside, but he alone cannot withstand even a look, an action, or a word from her to tease her.

This bad woman!
Chapter completed!