As soon as I entered the yard, I heard three little pigs arching in the pigsty, humming and chirping.

"I'm afraid I'm hungry!"

Yang Ruoqing said.

Luo Fengtang nodded.

Putting the swill bucket at the door, the two of them carried Xiao An into the house.

Yang Ruoqing went over in the dark and lit the soybean oil lamp.

"I'll take off Xiao An's clothes and sleep, Qing'er, hurry up and feed the pigs!"

Luo Fengtang said.

The field is the lifeblood of the farmer's family, and the pig and cow are the treasure.

Hungry!

Yang Ruoqing nodded, handed Xiao An to him, and walked quickly to the stove room.

Neatly chop the nettle grass, scoop two bowls of bean dregs and mix them in it, and stir well.

Take it out and feed the pigs.

There are not many other things at home, but this okara is quite a lot.

Make tofu every once in a while, and the bean dregs are enough for three little pigs to eat.

In the pigsty, three little pigs were hungry.

Seeing Yang Ruoqing coming over with a bucket, the three little pigs became excited.

A swarm of swarms flocked to the door of the pigsty and flocked her to the pig's trough.

She poured the pig food from the bucket into the pig trough.

The sound of humming and chirping was gone, replaced by the cheerful sound of eating.

Looking at the eating appearance of the three little pigs, Yang Ruoqing breathed a sigh of relief.

She sprinkled a handful of rice husks on the old clucking hen, and after drawing it out of the coop, she went around and picked up one of the eggs laid in the coop.

After doing all this, she washed her hands and was about to go to Yang Huazhong's house to take a look.

Luo Fengtang just came out of the house.

"Asleep?" She asked.

Luo Fengtang nodded: "I'm asleep, Da'an is watching from the side." ”

"That's good." She said.

He walked over to her and took the empty bucket from her hand.

"When he took off his socks, he opened his eyes and asked me if his feet smelled?"

Speaking of this, he chuckled.

Yang Ruoqing also smiled.

"And how did you answer?" She asked.

He said: "I said, compared with Brother Fengtang's feet, our Xiao'an's feet are called a fragrance!" ”

Yang Ruoqing smiled again.

"Foot stinky is still glorious? No shame or impatience! ”

Glancing at him, she turned and went to the stove.

He smiled and followed her into the stove.

In the stove room, Yang Ruoqing filled the small pot and crockpot with water.

is sitting at the door of the stove stuffing firewood.

There was no fire during the day, and there was not a drop of hot water in the house.

She and her two younger brothers haven't showered yet.

When I go back to my father's house, I have to drink water and wash.

She's going to have to take advantage of this to get the water ready.

Luo Fengtang entered the stove room, came to the door of the stove and squatted down.

He looked at her.

The light of the fire jumping in the stove shone on her face.

He didn't know if it was the effect of the pill or what.

He found that Qing'er has become more beautiful than before recently.

The face has obviously thinned, and the dark yellow complexion that used to be has gradually turned white.

The eyes are also bigger.

This time the child was illuminated by the stove fire, and his face was white and red, and his eyes were even brighter.

His eyes were straight.

It wasn't until she nudged him gently that he realized his gaffe.

"Why do you want to be so engrossed? I don't squeak when I ask you twice. ”

She was tilting her head to look at him.

Luo Fengtang scratched his head and laughed.

"Don't giggle, I'm asking you, be serious!"

She deliberately lowered her face.

He stopped smiling and looked at her with a serious face, his eyes burning.

"Qing'er, there's something I've been thinking about for a long time, and I want to ask you for an opinion." He said.

"What's the matter? You said. She said.

He took a deep breath and looked at her expectantly.

He mustered up the courage and said, "I want to invite a matchmaker to propose marriage to the third uncle and third aunt!" ”

"Huh?"

Yang Ruoqing thought she had misheard.

Huo Di stood up, and the burning stick in his hand fell.

He reached out and caught it.

He also stood up, watching her reaction, stunned.

"What? Aren't you happy? ”

He asked, surprised.

Under the eyes, in addition to apprehension, there are also some things called loss.

"Qing'er, I—Am I too abrupt?"

He asked, a little confused.

Yang Ruoqing took this breath.

Seeing his expression, he realized that his reaction had sent him the wrong message.

Just the disappointment and frustration on his face, more and more.

She suddenly turned around and hooked her finger at Luo Fengtang.

"Come over here and have a word with you."

As soon as he leaned down, she grabbed his ears.

She crossed her waist with one hand and grabbed his ear with the other.

The number of gnashing teeth.

"Okay, you stinky boy, are you proposing to my sister?"

"If you propose, you have to show the attitude you should have when proposing!"

"Where's the diamond ring?"

"Where's the rose?"

"Where's the chocolate?"

"Where's the love cake?"

"It's all woody!"

"With a burning stick in your hand, you still want to hug the beauty? Phew! ”

Luo Fengtang was confused by her count.

When he came back to his senses and caught the mystery hidden in these words.

He was so happy that his mouth tilted to the side.

The whole person almost jumped up.

"Okay Qing'er, you mean, are you willing to marry me?"

Ignoring the fact that his ears were still in her hands, he reached out and hugged her, and asked urgently.

Yang Ruoqing let go, folded her arms around her chest, and snorted and twisted her face to the side.

This arrogant appearance made him even more happy!

"Did I get those things you just said, and you agreed to marry me?"

He asked excitedly.

Yang Ruoqing rolled her eyes: "Let's get it first!" ”

"Qing'er, don't worry, I will definitely get it!"

He swore by it.

"Cut, I'm not uncommon to let my mouth open." She said.

"If you don't get it, even if your uncle sends a matchmaker to the door."

"My father and mother agreed to the family affair, that is also the attitude of the elders, I will not approve of you in my heart!"

Every girl has a dream of being a princess when she grows up.

Even if it's a cold agent, you can't escape this circle.

In the previous life, there was no wish to be realized, and in this life, it is rare to meet the man she likes.

She wants to open her heart, to love, to experience one.

Naturally, I also want to make this dream come true!

"Qing'er, don't worry, I will definitely be able to find the few things you said, as long as there are them in this world!"

Luo Fengtang said word by word.

Yang Ruoqing didn't say anything.

looked at the sincere handsome face in front of him.

My heart was moved.

She is a deviant.

And he also has the courage to break the stereotypes and bad habits for her.

Such men are rare in this era!

Calming down a little, Luo Fengtang let go of her.

"Qing'er, can you tell me again, what are the things you talked about earlier? I'm looking for it! ”

More than anything else, his mind was all about it at the moment.

Yang Ruoqing pursed her lips and smiled, and sat down on the rolling stone at the door of the stove.

He took the burning stick in his hand and added a handful of firewood to the stove.

Then, she clasped her knees in both hands, a smile tugging at the corners of her lips.

It's like you're stuck in a distant memory, and it's like you're longing for something.

Luo Fengtang didn't urge her.

He crouched down beside her and looked at her patiently.

Wait for her to speak.