Yang Ruoqing pulled out a smile: "The speaker has no intention, the listener has a heart, how can you understand it." ”

With that, she turned and picked up the bucket at her feet, and was about to throw it into the well to draw water.

A slender, spine, fair-skinned, and very good-looking finger pressed against the handle of the barrel.

"What for?"

She looked up and glanced at him.

He looked at her, his clear, bright eyes smiling and blinking.

"Do you want to do laundry? I'll fetch water for you. He said.

The last time I came to say goodbye to her, it was also by this well.

He remembers the scene of that day vividly.

In the past six months, he has figured out a lot of things and realized a lot of truths.

Like a person, it's not such gorgeous words.

Instead, use your own behavior to interpret.

Hearing Mu Zichuan's words, Yang Ruoqing was even more surprised.

"You are now a lifting master in everyone's eyes, and you don't have to work hard to lift people for such rough work as fetching water!"

As she spoke, with a little exertion from her men, the barrel was in her hands.

She took the barrel and stepped aside, closing the distance between her and him.

Hearing Yang Ruoqing's words, I saw her obvious alienating action again.

Mu Zichuan frowned faintly.

Along the way, the high confidence was suddenly greatly discounted.

"Qing'er, do you have to do this to me, talk to me like this?" He asked.

Yang Ruoqing smiled and was silent.

Mu Zichuan then said: "What a man, what a celebrity, hehe......"

"Qing'er, I only hope that no matter how far I go or how high I fly, I will be your brother Zichuan."

Brother Zichuan?

Yang Ruoqing shivered subconsciously, and goosebumps were about to stand up.

"Mu Zichuan, just say, what's the matter with you today?" She got down to business.

Looking at the sheets soaked in the big basin at his feet, the meaning was obvious.

Mu Zichuan understood.

He sighed lightly: "Can't I come to you to catch up with you if it's okay?" ”

Yang Ruoqing shrugged slightly: "Mu Zichuan, between the two of us, there seems to be nothing old to talk about!" ”

"Qing'er, are you driving me away?" He asked.

"Between us, do you really want to do this? Can't you be a little more patient with me? He asked again.

Yang Ruoqing rolled her eyes.

The most annoying thing is to follow the reader, chewing the words, and getting confused.

She shook her head, bothering to bother him, and turned to throw the barrel in her hand into the well.

Then he held the well rope in both hands and began to lift water upwards.

Mu Zichuan rolled up his sleeves: "I'll ...... it"

"You'd better go!" Yang Ruoqing spoke impatiently.

"Mu Zichuan, you don't have to be courteous with me. I've said it more than 10,000 times. She said.

"We are not all the way, you don't talk to me in private in the future, there is nothing to say between us, let the villagers see it and gossip!"

"Heh......"

Mu Zichuan laughed with a hint of sarcasm.

"Qing'er, what you say is really ridiculous." He said.

"You Yang Ruoqing, when are you afraid of people's words and gossip?"

"You are avoiding me like this and driving me away, in the final analysis, you don't want Luo Fengtang to be jealous, right?"

"Bang!"

Yang Ruoqing put the bucket on the ground, and the water in the bucket splashed out.

Mu Zichuan hurriedly took a step back, lest his shoes and socks and robe be splashed.

"You're right, I really don't want Tang Yanzi to misunderstand. So, please don't come back to me again, you know? ”

Yang Ruoqing crossed her hands on her waist and asked.

The smile on Mu Zichuan's face disappeared completely.

His gaze darkened, and he stared at her quietly.

"It's Luo Fengtang when he opens and closes, what's so good about him? Where is my Mu Zichuan inferior to him? ”

He asked in a deep voice.

"I have now won the lift, but also won the favor of the nobles in the capital, as long as I continue to work hard, no mistakes will be wrong, and it is inevitable that he will be on the rise."

"Qing'er, why are you so obsessed?"

"You follow Luo Fengtang, what can he give you?"

"Wealth? Status? ”

"No, what he gave you is only fear!"

He asked word by word.

It seems that he wants to wake up her lost lamb.

Hearing Mu Zichuan's words, Yang Ruoqing laughed angrily.

"Mu Zichuan, are you showing off to me?" She asked.

"Don't say that you just won the appreciation of a certain bigwig in the capital, even if you become the emperor."

"Even if you're the best, most perfect man in the world."

"I don't like you, I just don't like you!"

"Even if Luo Fengtang is mediocre and depressed all his life."

"If I like him, I will never dislike him, and I will treat him as my life."

"What's more, I'm just making an analogy, the real Luo Fengtang, his excellence, you will never understand!"

"I'm done talking, let's go!"

She picked up the water and poured it into the large wooden basin.

Then with his back to Mu Zichuan, he squatted there and buried his head in the laundry, and didn't look at him again.

Mu Zichuan stood behind her blankly, watching her scrub her clothes, her eyes and mind were empty.

Where Jin Cheng goes, Jin Shi is open.

Her heart is harder than a stone, but he can't pry it open!

"Oops, isn't this Zichuan? Why are you here? ”

Yang Huazhong's voice suddenly sounded.

Mu Zichuan looked over there and saw Yang Huazhong and the Sun family standing there at the gate of the side courtyard.

Mu Zichuan was a little embarrassed, but he still turned around and nodded lightly at the couple.

"Yesterday, Uncle Yang sent Uncle Chang Geng to send congratulatory money, but he didn't go over to the banquet."

"The little nephew was entrusted by his mother to come to visit."

Mu Zichuan forcibly suppressed the loss in his heart and squeezed out a smile.

Yang Huazhong smiled heartily: "Oh, your mother is too polite." Come on, come on, let's go to the front yard for tea. ”

Yang Huazhong warmly invited Mu Zichuan to the front yard.

Before Mu Zichuan left, he couldn't help but turn his head and glance at Yang Ruoqing.

What was left for him was still the girl's indifferent back.

Mu Zichuan's eyes were silent, and he followed Yang Huazhong to the front yard.

Here, Sun looked at the figure of Mu Zichuan leaving, and the woman walked quickly to the big wooden basin.

"Qing'er, what's the matter with you?" Sun asked.

Yang Ruoqing's scrubbing action did not decrease at all, and she said without raising her head: "It's okay." ”

"You're gone, your father and I both heard it!" Sun said.

"Do you hear that and ask?" Yang Ruoqing finally raised her eyes and glanced at Sun.

Sun was full of worry.

"Zichuan, why did he want to tell you those words? He wouldn't be dead set on you, would he? Sun asked.

Yang Ruoqing tugged at the corners of her mouth: "He's not unwilling, he's unwilling." ”

"What do you mean?" Sun asked.

"Have you looked away from the past? Zichuan, this kid seems to be a long-term affection......" Sun muttered.

Yang Ruoqing stopped what she was doing and looked at Sun: "Mother, you are wrong." ”

"He doesn't really care about your daughter and me, he can't get over the hurdle in his heart, so he often comes over to entangle." Yang Ruoqing said.