Yang Ruoqing pursed her lips and smiled: "This is his handiwork, I recognize it." ”

Xiao Yaxue was so surprised that her eyes were about to pop out, "Oh my God, in our local dialect, Tang Yanzi is old and talented!" ”

"This painting should be your family of three that he imagined in his mind, right?"

Xiao Yaxue pointed to the painting on the cake and said her understanding.

"The man is him, holding a fat doll in his arms, and the one holding his arm next to him is Qing'er, you, hahaha, is that?"

Xiao Yaxue asked.

Yang Ruoqing looked at the painting on the cake carefully, her face flushed slightly, but she still nodded.

"Well, that's what he imagined." She said.

Xiao Yaxue stroked her palm: "The painting is so good, I can see that Fengtang has put a lot of thought into it for Qing'er's birthday!" ”

"A dignified general, with a sword in his hand, and a thousand troops."

"I didn't expect him to be so gentle, so delicate to make cakes and paint on cakes."

"Oh, Qing'er, how can you be so lucky, marrying such a good man, I envy you to death!"

Xiao Yaxue pulled Yang Ruoqing's arm and sprinkled Jiao.

Yang Ruoqing was made to cry and laugh, Xiao Yaxue is actually more than three years older than her, but together, she is like a sister, she is like a sister......

"Ahem......"

On the side, Nari loosened his fists, pretended to cough a few times, and threw a dissatisfied glance at Xiao Yaxue.

Xiao Yaxue gave countless resentful eyes, and then shouted with Yang Ruoqing to share the cake.

Yang Ruoqing hesitated and said, "Such a delicate cake, to be honest, I am reluctant to cut it and eat it." ”

"Okay, I'll break a few pieces off the side, let's taste it, okay?"

……

Tuoba Xian also got a piece, looking at the sweet and soft cake in her hand, Tuoba Xian laughed silently.

To use a vulgar saying in the countryside, breastfeeding is not as good as pro.

Feng Tang, although he was very filial to himself, also dragged Yan Huai'an back with a gift this time.

However, in Fengtang's heart, the most important woman in the world to him is not her mother-in-law, but his wife Qing'er.

Tuoba Xian's heart inevitably swelled with a faint sense of loss.

But after thinking about it, I was also relieved.

Isn't that how everyone comes over?

Thinking back to the beginning, it was clear that my father loved me so much, and he was loved by thousands of people.

However, isn't he still privately pact with a prince of the enemy country?

If he hadn't done that himself, his father would not have been sick, and he might have lived a few more years.

Therefore, compared with himself, Fengtang's son is perfect enough.

Yourself, can not be satisfied.

At night, Xiao Yaxue came over to accompany Yang Ruoqing as usual.

"Qing'er, everyone has given you gifts, and I want to give you one too."

"Valuable things, sisters can't afford to send them now, and I'll make up for them in the future."

"Sisters, go and do something for you, make you happy, and it will be a birthday present for you."

Leaving these words, Xiao Yaxue walked out of the house like a gust of wind.

Yang Ruoqing was stunned, not knowing what kind of plane she was doing.

This night, Xiao Yaxue didn't come over again, but the next day, the whole village was talking about something.

That is, at dawn today, someone went to the pond at the entrance of the village to wash vegetables.

I found a guy under the old maple tree who was drunk and sleeping under the maple tree wrapped in a big quilt.

The big guy looks at it, isn't it the wine-smelling Wangfu!

It took a lot of effort for the big guy to wake up Wangfu.

As soon as Wangfu woke up, he saw everyone as if he had seen a ghost, wrapped tightly in the quilt and refused to let go, and refused to get up when he lay on the ground.

In the end, someone went to call Wangfu's son Daping.

Da Ping went over and dragged his father up, and after some tugging, a rolling pin fell from Wangfu's bedding roll.

Da Ping picked up the rolling pin, and at a glance he saw that there was something a little slimy on one end of the rolling pin, yellow in color.

"Da Ping wondered, no wonder his mother got up in the morning to roll noodles, and couldn't find the rolling pin, it turned out that his father stole it!"

In the courtyard of Yang Huazhong's house, the gossip Liu family was talking to Sun and Yang Ruoqing about what happened in the morning.

"Ohira twisted a little bit of that thing and sniffed it from under his nose, ouch hey......"

"It stinks, Ohira vomited at the time. I don't know where the rolling pin went, hahaha......"

Liu laughed so hard that he couldn't stop it.

Yang Ruoqing's head was full of black lines.

Xiao Yaxue, a black-bellied guy, what she did last night, shouldn't this be it?

Rolling pin......

Oh, Yang Ruoqing suddenly felt a tightness of chrysanthemums.

On the side, the pure and good Sun and Bao Suyun were confused.

"Fourth sister-in-law, don't just laugh at yourself, tell us again, what's going on with the rolling pin?"

Bao Suyun asked.

"Did you fall into the dung pit, and Wangfu didn't dare to tell his family, so he hid it on his body?" She asked again.

It took a lot of effort for Liu to finally stop laughing, and she said to Bao Suyun: "Ouch, hey, I'm a fifth brother and sister, you're really ......."

"Wangfu, that dead pervert, he stole the rolling pin bucket at home and made a **! You still don't understand this? Liu said.

"Hiss......"

Bao Suyun gasped, and Sun was so shocked that he almost fell off the stool.

"Fourth sister-in-law, what are you kidding?" Bao Suyun took a sip, blushing and frowning.

"This good person, why would he have nothing to do when he is full of food and have nothing to do, and put a rolling pin in a bucket there?" He asked.

Liu sneered: "How do you know that Wangfu is a good person? What kind of person is Wangfu, others don't know, we don't know? Lan girl......"

"Fourth brother and sister!"

Sun spoke up and gave Liu a low snort.

Sun looked around, fortunately Yang Ruolan didn't come over at this time, otherwise if she heard it, the girl would be sad again.

"Say Wangfu, say Wangfu, don't pull it on our Lan'er!" Sun's face was straight.

Liu pursed his lips and immediately changed his words: "I just said, Wangfu is not normal, different from other men in our village,"

"Now, the big guys are talking about this, and the big guys are saying that Wangfu is a man's body and the heart of a girl, so he likes to be stabbed!" Liu said.

Sun shook his head again and again, his face full of astonishment and disgust.

Bao Suyun blushed even more and didn't say anything.

It was Yang Ruoqing, who sat there and listened with a smile.

Some things, once born and twice cooked, wait until the number of times, and experience the unthinkable 'wonderful', will you become deformed and obsessed?

Wangfu, should you really be bent by Xiao Yaxue, a black-bellied guy?

A chill.

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