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Two-person world

Everything the girls say sounds good, and everything the girls say makes sense.

At this time, Mrs. Sun's eyes were also red, and her soft and weak look made Yang Huazhong unable to harden his heart to say harsh words to her.

Even the harsh words he had spoken earlier made him regretful.

"Okay, I was impatient earlier. Mother, I have no other intention. I just don't like you lending money to Meier privately."

"But, I believe in you. I believe that even if you hide it from me, you still have your own reasons."

"You, please don't cry, and don't feel wronged..."

Hearing Yang Huazhong's words, Mrs. Sun felt that she had finally been forgiven, her clenched heart relaxed, and her tears fell suddenly.

When Yang Huazhong saw that Mrs. Sun was really crying, he was really panicked. The straight man was at a loss what to do.

As for Yang Ruoqing, her head is even more covered with black lines.

I'll go for it.

My temperament is worthy of being the nemesis of a straight man. A few tears can completely turn the tide of the battle in an instant.

There is no need to make a fuss, gentleness is the best weapon.

Yang Ruoqing and Xiaohua quietly exchanged glances, and the two quietly left the main room on the pretext of giving Fuwa a bath, leaving her parents alone in their own world.

backyard.

Ever since there was a younger sister in the family, Feng'er suddenly seemed to have grown up a lot.

In the past, he had to hold Xiaohua's arm before he could sleep. He had to stay with Xiaohua when he got up at night, and the same was true for bathing and dressing.

But since the birth of her younger sister, with the encouragement and praise from her parents, Feng'er has improved her status a lot.

Now, not only can he dress, eat and get up at night by himself, but he also took the initiative to move out of his parents' house.

In his own independent room, he read and practiced calligraphy. At the age of seven or eight, he seemed to have the grace of Da'an back then.

No, even after dinner, Feng'er didn't go out to play hide-and-seek like other children of the same age in the village.

He knew that he had already played during the day, and it was time to calm down and read and practice calligraphy at night.

If you don’t understand something, go and ask his knowledgeable and talented scholar.

Therefore, the situation in the backyard at this time is also very harmonious and loving.

Da'an was tutoring Feng'er in his studies, while Yang Ruoqing and Xiaohua were bathing Fuwa by the charcoal brazier.

"My father and my mother have such a good relationship. As soon as my mother burst into tears, my father immediately put down his cigarette pole and went to comfort her."

"It would be great if Brother Da'an and I could still be as loving as our parents when we are at that age."

Yang Ruoqing was helping to hold Fuwa's meaty little balls. When she heard Hua'er's words, she couldn't help but take a second look at her.

"Why do you think there is something in your words? What? Are you having a conflict with Da'an?"

"That's not true." Xiaohua shook her head and leaned down to squeeze out the water in the handkerchief.

"Brother Da'an is good to me now, but I'm always a little worried in my heart."

"There are reasons for worries. You can tell me about it." Yang Ruoqing smiled and continued to induce.

Xiaohua hesitated for a moment, then smiled and shook her head.

"It's just a reasonless worry. After all, I have no beauty and no talent. Apart from being able to take care of housework and helping him give birth to a pair of children, I have no other advantages."

Before going to the capital, she stayed in the village and saw little of the world. Things in the village were very simple to put it bluntly.

But after going to the capital, she saw a colorful world.

She saw how the young ladies and ladies in the big city behaved, and also saw how Da'an looked when he was working outside and being complimented as Master Yang. He was very different from the man she was familiar with.

Moreover, there are some wealthy ladies with good family backgrounds, good looks, and talents...

"Sister, I just feel that I am not worthy of brother Da'an. He deserves a better woman."

"Hua'er, I want to ask you, what are your specific standards for matching?"

"Appearance? Talent? Family background? Common interests and hobbies? Should we use these standards to measure?" Yang Ruoqing continued to ask patiently.

Xiaohua nodded.

"Yes, apart from knowing a few simple words, I can't even recite a poem, let alone perform my talents at lantern festivals and other occasions to win glory for him."

"Have children? Any woman with a normal body can give birth."

"As for taking care of the housework? Those real ladies don't need to do it themselves. There are many servants at home."

"Hua'er, I don't agree with your statement." Yang Ruoqing said.

Xiaohua tilted her head and looked at Yang Ruoqing, a trace of inquiry flashing in her confused eyes.

Yang Ruoqing smiled and patiently analyzed with her:

"First of all, you have to understand that a woman, no matter how beautiful her face is, will age and wither. And when a man with depth and content chooses a woman based on her appearance alone, when choosing a mate, that is not marrying a wife, that is concubinage.

"

"Secondly, haven't you heard a saying about women's talents? A woman's lack of talent is a virtue,"

"Although you don't know how to write poetry, you have your own areas of expertise. You know needlework, you care for your husband and your children, and you cook for Da'an with your own hands."

"Although the maid can do these tasks, when a man comes home tired from working hard outside, what he needs is not the kind of food cooked by the maid without true feelings. What he needs is the sincere care and consideration of his family. The food you cooked

, is the best comfort to him."

"As for having children, haha, Feng'er is Da'an's eldest son, and Fuwa is so cute that passers-by can't help but tease her when they see her, not to mention her biological father Da'an?"

"These two children are Da'an's life, and they are also the blood link that closely connects you and your wife,"

"In addition, there is also the support and blessings of our family. Finally, the most important point and the most critical point is the relationship between you and Da'an."

"You two are childhood sweethearts. You have to believe in this relationship when you were young, and you have to believe in Da'an."

"There used to be women in Qingshui Town who were talented, well-off, and beautiful, and there was no shortage of them in Qing'an County."

"Especially the year when Da'an won the national examination, many people were eyeing Da'an to catch his son-in-law. Da'an experienced many temptations, but he always only pretended to be you in his heart!"

"Sister, I understand everything you said..."

Xiaohua bit her lip, her face full of emotion, obviously ashamed of her wavering worries.

Yang Ruoqing's words made her regain her confidence.

But this was not enough, she still had some concerns.

"Sister, people will change. I believe in the relationship I had before, but I'm worried that if he is destined to have another woman in his life who is destined to be with him, and that woman can be harmonious with him and become a confidante, then I...

…”

While the two were talking, Fuwa had already finished washing and put on clean and comfortable clothes. She was probably very comfortable while being played with, and even fell asleep.
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