Seeing that it was Yang Ruoqing, he seemed to hum a few words vaguely, greeted her, and then returned to the bathroom.

Yang Ruoqing went straight to the vertical wardrobe by the wall, opened the door and found Luo Fengtang a change of clothes inside and outside to prepare by the bed, and then came to the bathroom.

At this time, he had finished washing, went to the toilet and buried his head with his back to her, arranging something with his hands.

Yang Ruoqing pursed her lips and snickered, turning sideways.

It suddenly occurred to me that I had watched a certain movie in the Young and Dangerous series, in which Chen Haonan, Hongxing's double-bonus stick, was the one who carried the handle in Causeway Bay. He was injured on a mission and had difficulty moving. When he went to the toilet, his girlfriend stammered and supported him.

Sometimes I need to lend a hand to help...

When they were young, Ekin Cheng and Gigi Lai were handsome and pretty, and even the scenes of helping niaoniao were so interesting that people would still remember them many years after watching them.

Luo Fengtang is not inferior to Ekin Cheng in terms of figure or appearance.

His temperament is cold, majestic, and dignified from the very core.

Yang Ruoqing accidentally turned her head and saw herself in the bronze mirror. Oh my god, where did this nympho escape from?

This look is like a wolf and a tiger, it's really scary.

Luo Fengtang had already tidied up his clothes and came back here to wash his hands.

Seeing her blowing her beard and glaring at him in the bronze mirror as if making a face, he couldn't help but smile.

"What are you playing at?" he asked.

Yang Ruoqing's eyes moved from the nympho in the mirror to Luo Fengtang and said, "I am condemning the other self in the mirror with my eyes."

"Oh?" Luo Fengtang raised his eyebrows, looked at her in the bronze mirror, and asked, "Why do you want to condemn?"

Yang Ruoqing looked angry, "Because she is a gangster and a nymphomaniac, and she actually peeked at her man niaoniao."

Luo Fengtang didn't fully understand it at first.

When Caritas came over and found out what she meant and what had happened without his knowledge, he couldn't laugh or cry.

He rubbed the top of her hair again, "What a fool!"

"I'm all yours. If you want to see it, just do it openly. There's no need to hide." He went on to say.

"Hey~"

Yang Ruoqing couldn't describe her embarrassment, so she could only pronounce this monosyllable to ease the social death scene.

He grabbed the back of her head and leaned down to look into her eyes. His scorching gaze was like fire, burning her whole body.

"Well, I want to take a bath now. How about inviting you to stay and watch?"

"Hey!"

Yang Ruoqing was really stimulated by his provocative tone. She opened his hand and escaped from his shackles. What's more, she even sang something similar to Peking Opera.

She jumped out of the bathroom door like a desperate rabbit. Turning around, she saw him holding the dressing table with both hands, his long legs crossed and stretched out casually, and he was turning his face to look at her with a smile, admiring her.

Such an embarrassed look.

"Luo Fengtang, I am a gangster, you are an even bigger gangster, and we are nothing compared to the big one." She said with a blushing face.

Luo Fengtang's eyebrows were slightly raised, his face was innocent, and his Adam's apple rolled up and down. This damn charm was really irresistible.

Yang Ruoqing went directly to help him close the door of the bathroom, and said viciously: "Hurry up and take a shower. After you take a shower, go back to bed and catch up on your sleep. You are not allowed to go anywhere this morning!"

His hearty and joyful laughter sounded from the other side of the door, along with the words: "As you command, my dear wife!"

This morning, Luo Fengtang really didn't go anywhere. He ate a few bites of breakfast and went to bed to sleep.

With several layers of curtains down, even if Yang Ruoqing and Wang Cuilian were feeding the two boys goat milk, they would not be embarrassed by each other.

As for Zheng Xiaoqin, she came over after noon, and Luo Fengtang must have gotten up by then.

…

After taking care of the children, Yang Ruoqing and Wang Cuilian took the two children to the front room to warm themselves by the fire and play.

Blacksmith Luo was repairing his boats and fishing nets in the yard. Taking advantage of the bright sun, he hung the fishing nets on long bamboo poles in the yard to dry.

Wang Cuilian poked her head around and came back and said to Yang Ruoqing: "Fortunately, it was a very cold day and we couldn't find any flies or mosquitoes. Otherwise, once those fishing nets were put out to dry in the yard, flies and mosquitoes from ten miles and eight villages would come smelling them.

"

Yang Ruoqing laughed when she heard this: "Auntie, just follow uncle. He doesn't have many hobbies. It's rare that he likes to clean up those things."

If the fishing net is broken, you can buy a new one.

But blacksmith Luo couldn't bear it and insisted on mending it himself. The same was true for the boat. The thief cherished his things.

This kind of diligent and thrifty character is engraved in our genes based on the hardships we suffered in our early years. We will always be prepared for danger in times of crisis, adhering to the principle of not wasting what we can use.

The mother-in-law and daughter-in-law walked back and forth in the main room with the child in their arms. After a while, they carried the child to the window and went to the door to look at the sky.

At this time, blacksmith Luo, who was sitting in the corner mending fishing nets and hammering nails around the small fish boats, would whistle toward Tuan Tuanyuan to attract the children's attention, and tease them from a distance across the road.

them.

The two children were also attracted by the tapping sound of the small hammer in Blacksmith Luo's hand, and they opened their eyes hard to find the source of the sound.

Especially my younger brother Yuanyuan, she was still very energetic when watching all this. Her little hands hidden in the sleeves of her little cotton-padded jacket were tightly clenched into small fists. When she saw the excitement, she even waved her little arms twice.

Wang Cuilian was happy and said, "Okay, Yuanyuan will learn to blacksmith from grandpa when she grows up."

Yang Ruoqing also said with a smile: "There is a successor to our family's business."

Wang Cuilian said again: "Let's forget it. We Yuanyuan want to study, practice martial arts, and be a promising person, but we can't learn to blacksmith."

Yang Ruoqing pursed her lips and smiled, "With three hundred and sixty lines, you can become the number one scholar. There is nothing wrong with blacksmithing..."

As she spoke, she winked at Wang Cuilian.

But Wang Cuilian didn't notice.

Still teasing Yuanyuan, telling her that she should learn from Brother Chener and Brother Dazhi in the future, become a promising person, and be both civil and military...

Then, Blacksmith Luo here glared at Wang Cuilian, who was blowing his beard, "Look what you said? What's wrong with blacksmithing? Is blacksmithing a shame or being shorter than others?"

"Yuanyuan, I'm the one who got the big deal, but I still look down on the blacksmiths, huh! Yuanyuan, my dear grandson, don't listen to your grandma's nonsense. It's a waste of all your strength if you don't work for iron!"

When Wang Cuilian saw Blacksmith Luo arguing with her in a serious manner, she realized that her previous words had accidentally offended this 'old kid'.

Wang Cuilian couldn't laugh or cry, so she explained to Blacksmith Luo while holding Yuanyuan while strolling around.

Yang Ruoqing was there to smooth things over. Of course, Blacksmith Luo was not really angry at all, and the yard was filled with joy.
Chapter completed!