Changping Village.

Although the backyard of Yang Huazhong's house is very noisy today, with everyone gathering together to make maltose, for Da'an, no matter how noisy the environment is, it cannot hinder his determination to read.

No, in the study room, the doors and windows blocked out the noisy sounds. Daan was sitting at the desk, holding a file in his hand, completely immersed in it.

It wasn't until Yang Ruoqing came to the desk and tapped the table several times that Da'an noticed her arrival.

"Why are you here, sister? Is there something wrong?"

"Can't I chat with you if I have nothing to do?" Yang Ruoqing asked with a smile.

Da'an was startled for a moment, then nodded, "Of course, sister, please sit down."

He finally moved his reluctant eyes away from the file, took the bookmark on the table and clamped it where he had read it, then put the file aside, turned sideways and faced Yang Ruoqing, and pretended to be chatting seriously.

Yang Ruoqing dragged a stool over and sat down across from the desk, looking at Daan.

She is four years older than her brother. She will soon be thirty and his brother is twenty-six.

For him, the age of twenty-six is ​​the beginning of a man losing his youthfulness and beginning to exude a mature temperament.

Talented, good-looking, quick-thinking, upright, ambitious and responsible...

Such a man is eye-catching wherever he goes, and can basically satisfy all the fantasies and needs of women for a good husband.

In particular, he has the cool and arrogant temperament of a scholar, which is very similar to Mu Zichuan. To describe it with a modern word, it is called - forbidden, yu.

This is a fatal temptation for women.

Hey, my younger brother is such a monster, even if he doesn't take the initiative to go out and mess around, it's not surprising that the flowers and plants outside are paying attention to him!

"Sister, I have to apologize to you."

"Why?"

"Originally we agreed that we would go to the Taoist temple together today to fulfill our vows, but I suddenly changed my mind..."

Yang Ruoqing was startled for a moment, thinking that her brother would apologize when he came up because he wanted to take the initiative to confess those things about Feng Ah Yue!

"Ha, so it's this? It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter. It's not a double day anyway, so I don't mind going."

These were the last few days a year ago, so just pick any day to go there.

Besides, the main reason why she wanted to accompany him to the Taoist temple to fulfill his vow was to create an opportunity to be alone so that she could ask about Feng Heyue.

Since Xiaohua, Fuwa and Feng'er are now visiting the grassland and cannot come back until the afternoon, Yang Ruoqing will naturally have the opportunity to have a good talk with Daan.

"Da'an, if I ask you something, you have to answer truthfully."

Yang Ruoqing coughed lightly and brought her thoughts back to the topic.

"Sister, please ask me. My brother knows everything and can tell me everything."

In order to show his respect for his sister, Da'an sat up straight and his clear and focused eyes fell gently on Yang Ruoqing.

"Sister, I'm asking you. You and Hua'er have been married for more than eight years now, and Feng'er is about to be seven. We can be called an old couple."

"How is your relationship with Hua'er going now?"

Da'an raised his eyebrows in surprise, obviously surprised by Yang Ruoqing's question.

"Sister, you, why did you ask about this?"

"Oh, I'm a woman. Women are interested in these things!"

Daan smiled dryly and looked at Yang Ruoqing secretly with suspicious eyes.

Could it be that my brother-in-law has been away from home for a long time this year, and my sister is lonely in a boudoir?

"Sister, if you are embarrassed to speak, your brother can write a letter to your brother-in-law on behalf of your sister, so that he can come back to see you when he has time?"

Yang Ruoqing was stunned for a moment, and then realized that Daan had misunderstood something.

She blushed and spat on the ground, "What are you talking about? Your sister, I am not the kind of woman who is lonely and has random thoughts. I don't know how busy and fulfilling I am at home!"

"Really? Haha..."

"You are making fun of me. Your sister, I am asking you something. Please answer me honestly and don't go off topic!" Yang Ruoqing deliberately glared.

Da'an didn't dare to laugh and sat upright.

"Sister, your question is really unnecessary. My relationship with Hua'er is still the same as before!"

"Is this really the case?" Yang Ruoqing leaned forward and stared into Daan's eyes.

Try to detect the subtle details from his micro-expressions and subtle movements.

"That's right!"

Da'an has clear eyes and is calm and confident.

Yang Ruoqing returned without success, and Da'an didn't look like he was lying.

"Da'an, Hua'er has an ordinary appearance. Apart from doing housework, taking care of the children, and being filial to her parents, she has almost nothing else."

"Of course, this is not to say that our Hua'er is stupid, but it is due to the environment in which our Hua'er grew up. Like us, she grew up in the countryside and is familiar with things in the countryside."

"Would you meet those women who are both beautiful and talented in the colorful world of the capital, and then fall in love with each other as close friends?"

Without thinking, Daan shook his head decisively: "One flower and one world, one leaf and one bodhi, the world is vast, and everyone is so insignificant."

"For me, no matter how perfect others are, it has nothing to do with me. I only choose what I want, and I only protect those around me."

In the first round, Daan’s answer made Yang Ruoqing very satisfied.

But she was worried and had to continue testing.

"However, flowers are indeed mediocre. There are always some women who stand out and are the center of attention when standing in the crowd. Doesn't everyone have the love for beauty?"

"As for a man, the flowers in his house are fragrant, and the wild flowers are even more fragrant. His wife is like rice, and every meal is indispensable. Beautiful and talented women are like white moonlight, which makes you indulge in reverie and cannot resist. Otherwise, why would so many people take concubines?"

Daan shook his head again.

"Sister, people think differently. In my eyes, there is no such thing as mediocrity and excellence."

"The environment in which you grow up determines your realm. Yes, Hua'er is not proficient in music, chess, calligraphy, painting, poetry and poetry, but Hua'er is well aware of the vegetables and fruits of the four seasons."

"Peonies are flowers, rich and majestic. Aren't rape flowers just flowers?"

"There is no distinction between high and low in flowers, and there is no distinction between mediocrity and excellence in people. It just depends on what kind of environment you are in and what you want."

"Da'an, what do you want?" Yang Ruoqing asked with increasing satisfaction.

Daan smiled calmly and said four words: "Vegetables, rice, oil and salt."

"Ah? But you are the number one scholar, and you are full of talent... Don't you need to find a close friend to vent your emotions? Don't you need to find a woman to add beauty to your red sleeves?" Yang Ruoqing raised her head, feeling that she must be very eighty at this moment.

Po.

He teases his fourth aunt every day and gossips, but he is not much better.

Daan looked gently at the sister in front of him who had the word "gossip" written all over her face. He was a little helpless, but said seriously: "The number one scholar is also a human being. The number one scholar also needs to eat, drink and have sex. The number one scholar also hopes to have a wife to do it when he returns home.
Chapter completed!