She curved the corners of her lips, feeling very comfortable with his "nonchalantness".

After all, Qiaohong was a fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl who had admired and secretly loved Luo Fengtang, and was held and protected by her parents like eyeballs.

The men I come into contact with are either young and frivolous playboys, or they are honest and honest nerds who cannot be beaten with three sticks, or they are smooth-talking boys.

Where has she seen a man like Luo Fengtang, who is nodding in his thirties, has outstanding appearance, has a noble status, is rich as a country, and is calm and profound?

What's more, Luo Fengtang has been on the battlefield for a long time, and his soul and flesh have been tempered in the bloody storms. He has a kind of intimidation and courage to look down on the common people.

It's just that he can control his aura freely and never let it out easily. The more he does this, the unique and mysterious aura is like a poppy to the young girl who is just beginning to fall in love, with a fatal temptation.

It's a pity that her secret love couldn't stand the guidance and suffering of her heart, and finally made a bold breakthrough. The new pair of socks hidden in his clothes was Qiaohong's show of affection and test to Luo Fengtang.

It's a pity that the concubine is interested, but the man is ruthless.

"It would be great if that girl Qiaohong was smart and could understand her parents' hard work and live a peaceful life with her husband from now on." Yang Ruoqing added.

Luo Fengtang tilted his head and said, "Daughter-in-law, let's not discuss other people's affairs. I have something I want to discuss with you."

"Oh? What's going on?" Yang Ruoqing stopped and asked.

Luo Fengtang said: "Tomorrow I will go into the mountains and go to my daughter's camp."

"What? Did my daughter come back with a message? Or?"

"Well, my daughter has sent a letter. She didn't mention much in the letter, but it should be related to her sister-in-law's affairs."

Luo Baobao’s uncle?

Isn’t that Xiang Shengnan!

Yang Ruoqing's breathing quickened instantly, and her eyes shone brighter than the moonlight above her head.

"Is there any news about our daughter's success? Is it accurate? Come on, tell me quickly. Oh, by the way, why did she only tell you the news and not me?"

Yang Ruoqing grabbed Luo Fengtang's sleeves and asked while stamping her feet. Judging from this posture, if it weren't for the restriction of her big belly, she would have turned around and ran into the vast Mianniu Mountain to find Luo Baobao face to face.

Luo Fengtang saw her anxious look and understood why Luo Baobao specifically asked not to tell his mother in the letter.

Luo Fengtang lowered his face and held down Yang Ruoqing's shoulders to prevent her from moving her body too much and violently and causing the fetal fluids to move.

"Your daughter knows you well and doesn't tell you because she's afraid that you'll be so anxious that you lose your sense of proportion and ignore it, which will affect the safety of the baby!"

"Oh, pregnant women are not as fragile as you think. You are hiding it from me, so you are really asking me to prick you!"

She held his arm and shook it, "Speak quickly, tell me, where is Katsuo?"

Luo Fengtang said: "We are not sure yet, but there should be some clues from Baobao, so he sent a message asking me to go into the mountain to discuss it."

"Baby specially told me not to tell anyone else about this, including you and Duo'er."

Yang Ruoqing rolled her eyes, this girl underestimated me!

"Don't worry, I'm not stupid. I won't be able to say a word unless Duo'er's people bring her in front of her!" she said.

Luo Fengtang nodded, "I'm afraid that because of the deep love between sisters, you might become soft-hearted for a while."

Yang Ruoqing shook her head, "Tang Yazi, even though I have lived in the village for the past two years, you still don't understand what kind of person I am? How can I be confused in important matters?"

Luo Fengtang's eyes were gentle. Of course he knew what kind of woman she was.

Yang Ruoqing restrained her previous surprise and excitement, her eyes darkened slightly, and her voice lowered a bit.

"To put it another way, if I really find Katsuo, but he is not alive... I will even less be able to tell Duo'er."

Rather than letting Duo'er get the news of Katsuo's death and become completely desperate, it would be better to have her life and death unknown and her whereabouts unknown, so that she can at least live with that slim hope for the rest of her life...

After expressing this attitude, Yang Ruoqing lowered her eyes, and her fine eyelashes covered the entanglement and sadness in her eyes.

Luo Fengtang knew that they were sisters, and he felt very sorry for his wife to comfort Xiaoduo with such a forced smile.

"Don't think things are so bad, it might be better than we expected!"

He stretched out his arms, held her in his arms, stroked the top of her hair, leaned down and said to her ear: "Don't think too much about it, I will go into the mountains early tomorrow morning."

The next day, before dawn, Luo Fengtang had already entered the mountain and walked with him Ye Yi.

During breakfast, Blacksmith Luo and Wang Cuilian discovered that Luo Fengtang was not at home.

Faced with the elder's inquiry, Yang Ruoqing covered it up with the word "official business". The two elders were both sensible people, and if the daughter-in-law didn't tell her carefully, it meant she couldn't say anything.

So the two elders stopped asking further questions. Blacksmith Luo discussed with Yang Ruoqing at the breakfast table and said that they planned to go to Zhoujia Village today to celebrate Luo Daye's birthday.

Yang Ruoqing couldn't say the word 'suddenly', because she had never remembered that cheap aunt's birthday.

But they couldn't resist Blacksmith Luo, a brother and sister who loved their sister very much. Almost every year when the sister celebrated her birthday, the brother would rush over to have a meal with her.

As a younger sister, I don't have the kind of repayment that my older brother does to her, but my older brother has no regrets and never cares about his younger sister.

Fortunately, cousin Zhou Wang and cousin Xiaohuan were sensible and knew how to behave. Every year when Blacksmith Luo and Wang Cuilian celebrated their birthdays, Zhou Wang would catch an old hen and bring it over to make soup for them.

In addition, last time Blacksmith Luo celebrated his sixtieth birthday, Xiaohuan, his nephew-in-law, also made Blacksmith Luo new clothes and shoes from head to toe.

"Okay, uncle, go ahead. It's inconvenient for me with a big belly, otherwise I would go with you."

Yang Ruoqing readily responded to Blacksmith Luo's suggestion and added a few polite words.

These kind words were not meant for Luo Daye, but to warm Blacksmith Luo's heart.

Mother and uncle, in the same way, in the early years when Luo Daye did so many immoral things, Yang Ruoqing and Luo Fengtang continued to associate with her, wasn't it because they took Blacksmith Luo's feelings into consideration!

Blacksmith Luo seemed to have a clear mind! When he heard Yang Ruoqing's kind words, the old man smiled with wrinkles on his face and was quite pleased.

Turning her eyes slightly, Yang Ruoqing noticed that Wang Cuilian's expression changed.

So she said to Wang Cuilian: "Auntie, there is nothing going on at home anyway. Why don't you go with my uncle?"

The first reaction in Wang Cuilian's eyes was surprise, but she hesitated for a moment, then shook her head and refused.

"I'll go there next time. I don't worry about you. I have to stay home and cook for you," she said.

Yang Ruoqing had a soft smile and thoughtful eyes. She freed up a hand to gently hold Wang Cuilian's calloused hand.

"Auntie, it's just lunch. I'll just go to my parents' house!"

"That's it..."
Chapter completed!