"Tang Yanzi, I'll stand here, and you'll stand on the stone opposite me, and then we'll both stretch out our hands to each other......" Yang Ruoqing explained carefully.

Luo Fengtang did as Yang Ruoqing instructed, and he walked to the position where Widow Liu slid down.

Then, the original scene is recreated......

The distance of a meter wide, coupled with the shape of the stone under their feet, both of them stood very carefully.

In such a situation, both men tried to reach out to each other.

Luo Fengtang's fingers grabbed Yang Ruoqing's hand.

Yang Ruoqing turned her head to Mu Zichuan and said, "Have you seen clearly?" From my place, I can't push your mother into the water at all. ”

"I pushed her, and I couldn't stand on my own." She said.

Mu Zichuan is not stupid, and he is also very smart.

When Yang Ruoqing and Luo Fengtang showed it to him, he understood.

The distance between these two stones is destined to be impossible for Qing'er to push.

Besides, Luo Fengtang is tall and has longer arms than his mother, even so that he can catch Qing'er's hand.

In other words, Qing'er and Niang, Fang Cai's hand didn't touch a piece at all!

"Mother, let's go home, your clothes are going to be changed!"

Mu Zichuan helped Widow Liu and turned around to leave.

was shouted by Luo Fengtang again.

Luo Fengtang had already jumped off the stone and came over to help Yang Ruoqing down.

"Mu Zichuan, Qing'er was kind enough to help your mother, but you framed him like this. You're just going to leave? ”

Luo Fengtang stared at Mu Zichuan, with a fleeting sharp edge in his eyes.

Mu Zichuan stopped, and before he could speak, Widow Liu was upset.

She crossed her hands on her waist and scolded Luo Fengtang back: "You rabbit cub, you are so eager to roar for the fat girl, what do you have to do with it?" ”

"The people in the village say you have a leg, ha, it seems to be true......

"Mother!"

Mu Zichuan snorted Widow Liu violently.

Widow Liu was stunned, and then her face turned white with anger.

"What are you yelling at me for?"

"Mother, can you stop for a while?" Mu Zichuan pleaded in a deep voice, and his handsome face was pale.

Widow Liu shut her mouth stupidly, and slashed Yang Ruoqing and Luo Fengtang with her eye knife.

Mu Zichuan left Widow Liu and turned around and walked a few steps closer to Yang Ruoqing.

He looked at Yang Ruoqing with a complicated expression, and said in a deep voice: "Qing'er, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have questioned you like that!" ”

"When my family settles down my mother, I will come to the door to make amends for you!"

Yang Ruoqing waved her hand indifferently: "There is no need to make amends!" ”

Hearing this, Mu Zichuan's eyes lit up, and he said a little excitedly: "Qing'er, so, have you forgiven me?" ”

Yang Ruoqing said indifferently: "Don't care, you can't talk about forgiveness, go back and persuade your mother, don't make this kind of lame bitter trick again!" ”

Mu Zichuan: "......".

The mother and son of the Mu family walked away in embarrassment.

Here, Yang Ruoqing exhaled a breath of turbid air and shook her head.

Aunt Dayun's worries seem to be really accurate.

If you see Widow Liu from afar, you must take a detour!

"Qing'er, have you finished washing the sheets?"

Luo Fengtang's voice pulled her thoughts back.

She turned around and nodded at him, "Wash it!" ”

"Well, let's go back then!"

Luo Fengtang said, picking up the wooden basin at her feet.

The two of them walked side by side on the way back to Lao Luo's house, ignoring the pointing and pointing of the women behind them.

"Tang Yanzi, fortunately you arrived today, in order to speak. Otherwise, I really can't wash it when I jump into the Yellow River. ”

On the way, Yang Ruoqing said to Luo Fengtang with a wry smile.

Luo Fengtang smiled slightly: "Those who are clear are self-purifying, and those who are turbid are self-turbid, it's not a big deal!" ”

Yang Ruoqing nodded.

The truth is this, but how many people in this world have their own judgment?

Most of them are in the same vein.

originally thought that a scholar like Mu Zichuan should have the ability to distinguish between right and wrong.

However, he did not think deeply, or even investigate the location and distance between the two stones.

I just listened to the unilateral remarks of Widow Liu and the laundry woman, so I came to question it!

Yang Ruoqing was a little disappointed.

Luo Fengtang walked beside Yang Ruoqing and secretly looked at her.

Seeing her stuffy head, she casually kicked the small stones on the road while walking, and she didn't gnaw.

He was a little worried.

"Qing'er, this is a misunderstanding, don't take it to heart."

He has no experience in coaxing girls, and he seems to be a little clumsy.

"Besides, Mu Zichuan also apologized to you!" He said.

Yang Ruoqing nodded, raised her head and squeezed out a sweet smile at him.

"Tang Yanzi, don't worry, I, Yang Ruoqing, am not a glass heart!"

"That's good!" He said.

"Hee-hee, thank you for supporting me so hard today!" She said again.

The icing on the cake is not as good as sending carbon in the snow.

When he fell behind, his unconditional trust was far better than Mu Zichuan's thousand-word apology!

was thanked by Yang Ruoqing in person, and Luo Fengtang was a little embarrassed.

He scratched his head with one free hand, "Hehe, I'm telling the truth!" ”

"Hee-hee, this matter has turned a page, let's not mention it. Hurry up and go home to dry the sheets! She urged.

"Hmm!"

……

The two entered the courtyard one after the other, and the blacksmith Luo had already returned, tying loose hair in the courtyard.

It turned out that Blacksmith Luo was not at home before, but went to the woods to gather firewood, Yang Ruoqing said in her heart.

"Uncle Luo!"

She entered the courtyard and greeted Blacksmith Luo.

Blacksmith Luo raised his head and saw the two of them coming in together, Luo Fengtang still holding a wooden basin in his hand.

Blacksmith Luo suddenly understood.

He smiled kindly at Yang Ruoqing: "Qing girl, I have to bother you to help us wash the sheets, are you tired?" Sit down and sip tea? ”

Before the blacksmith Luo's words fell, Luo Fengtang had already put down the wooden basin in his hand, turned around and went to the hall to pour tea for Yang Ruoqing.

Dragged by her.

"I'm not thirsty, you go find a rope, let's hurry up and dry the sheets." She said.

"Hmm!"

Luo Fengtang turned around and went back to the house, and after a while, he took out a bundle of ropes.

The two of them summed it up, intending to tie one end of the rope to the old locust tree in the yard, and the other end to the old maple tree outside the yard.

Luo Fengtang wrapped the rope around his waist, hugged the tree with his arms, and kicked his legs.

Rub and rub......

In the blink of an eye, he climbed up to the treetops.

's agile skills made Yang Ruoqing, who was an agent, couldn't help but want to praise him.

"Qing'er, where to tie up?"

He asked from the treetops.

Yang Ruoqing stood under the tree, raised her head on tiptoe, and pointed to the place next to her: "It's tied there...... Yes, yes, that's it! ”

With the cooperation of the two people, the rope was quickly tied.

Yang Ruoqing stepped on a stool and dried the sheets on the rope.

Luo Fengtang is on one side of the sheet, and Yang Ruoqing is on the other side of the sheet.