"Tang Yanzi, you are tired of traveling, don't go anywhere this time, just stay in the stove room to talk to your aunt!"

Sun washed the meat with rice water, looked at his expression, and said with a smile.

Hearing Sun's words, Luo Fengtang retracted his gaze.

He smiled a little embarrassedly and nodded vigorously.

Yang Ruoqing carried a basket in her left hand and a fish in her right hand, walking briskly on the way to the pond at the entrance of the village.

Under the old maple tree at the entrance of the village, I met Muzichuan head-on.

Mu Zichuan was carrying a wooden bucket full of water in both hands, and was walking towards this side with his head buried.

Yang Ruoqing's pace slowed down a little.

It's really a narrow road, and the more people you don't want to bump into, you can meet them when you turn a corner.

She was going to stand on the old maple tree for a while, and wait for him to pass before she left.

However, it was too late.

Mu Zichuan suddenly raised his head and glanced at Yang Ruoqing here.

There was a flash of surprise in the boy's clear eyes.

"Qing'er!"

He called out to her and walked briskly towards her.

The water in the bucket shook even more violently, and some of it spilled out of the rim of the bucket.

Two crooked water marks stretched all the way to Yang Ruoqing's face under the old maple tree.

"Qing'er, are you here to wash the vegetables?"

Mu Zichuan glanced at Yang Ruoqing carrying the vegetable basket and the fish, and the corners of her lips curled gently.

Yang Ruoqing nodded indifferently, 'um', and staggered to leave.

Stopped by him.

"What do you want to do?"

She asked impatiently as she took a step back.

His act of blocking reminded her of what had happened by the pond two days ago.

She hates dealing with people who are messing around, especially if the other party is still a 'mom'.

Yang Ruoqing's brows furrowed.

The alienation and disgust in her eyes seemed to sting him.

The smile on his face froze, replaced by unspeakable guilt.

"Qing'er, are you still angry with me about the events of that day?"

He asked softly.

It is undeniable that Mu Zichuan's voice is very good.

Pure and pleasant, it matches his bookish spirit very well.

Even though Yang Ruoqing didn't want to deal with him at the moment, this voice still gave her a kind of auditory enjoyment.

Hearing his question, Yang Ruoqing raised her eyelids and glanced at him.

"Mu Zichuan, you think too much, I didn't worry about what happened that day at all." She said.

Not reassured?

Don't care?

Still not worth the hassle?

Mu Zichuan felt that the possibility of the latter far overshadowed the former.

His eyes drooped slightly, and his eyelashes, which were longer than a girl's, fluttered slightly, covering the gloom under his eyes.

But he quickly raised his eyes and smiled gently at Yang Ruoqing.

"Qing'er, the events of that day, I seriously reflected on it later, and it was indeed me who was wrong."

Mu Zichuan said in a low voice.

"I shouldn't have disbelieved you, and questioned you so fiercely."

"I know it's my fault, but I still hope you'll be considerate of my struggle."

"After all, my mother on the other side, even if my mother is wrong, as a son, I can't condemn her, this is unfilial!"

Yang Ruoqing didn't interrupt him, but listened carefully.

She knew that Mu Zichuan was talking to herself.

This kid is really a big filial son.

Widow Liu's kind of virtue, and she can still raise a son like Mu Zichuan, and she really burned high incense in her last life.

"Qing'er, I'll make amends for my mother and you. Let's not talk about this in the future, okay? ”

Mu Zichuan's pleading voice pulled Yang Ruoqing's thoughts back.

She bit her lower lip and softened slightly.

"There is a debtor and a debtor, and the person who framed me is your mother, not you."

She continued: "You don't need to compensate me for your mother, just let it turn the page, and in the future, everyone will return to the bridge and return to the road, and live a peaceful life." ”

What Yang Ruoqing said was also true.

The reason why people are involved with each other, in the final analysis, is that the word 'profit' makes a link.

is entangled with Lao Yang's family, because his family is a member of Lao Yang's family.

entangled with the old Luo family, that is because he wants to make tofu with Tang Yanzi and go into the mountains to hunt or something......

There is also Uncle Chang Gung's house, Uncle Da Niu's house......

It's all because they have common interests that they are entangled.

And with the Mu family, the eight poles can't fight, and there are no common interests.

Naturally, the road is facing the sky, and each goes to the other.

You can't be a good partner of interests, but you don't need to make enemies.

However, Yang Ruoqing's honest words, listening to Mu Zichuan's ears, were different.

Qing'er ......

Do you still want to draw a line with me?

He thought sadly, and his mood became low again.

"Qing'er, I know that you still have a stalk in your heart."

He stared into her eyes and whispered.

"What do you want me to do? Can you erase that mustard? So that we can get along like we did the other day? He asked.

Yang Ruoqing was stunned for a moment and blinked.

"The other day...... How are we going to get along? ”

She asked with a confused expression,

With this kid, you can count the number of times you talk with a single slap!

Mu Zichuan's handsome face was slightly dyed red.

"Some time ago...... You're still helping me carry water......"

I'll go!

Yang Ruoqing's head was full of black lines.

After doing it for a long time, this kid fell in love with her strength?

The corners of Yang Ruoqing's mouth hooked, and she looked at Mu Zichuan with a smile.

"You're serious about paying me, aren't you?"

"Hmm!" He nodded vigorously.

"That's it, I'll give you a chance. Let you prove your sincerity with your actions! How? ”

"Qing'er, although you say, if I can do it, it is my duty to go up the sword mountain and down the sea of fire!"

"Ha, if you shout the slogan, you won't have to, you can bring this fish over and help me slaughter it!"

She held the fathead fish in her hand in front of him.

When the fathead fish was bought, it was already dead.

However, the dead fish eyes were still staring desperately, and the fish eyeballs were filled with bloodshots.

Leng Buding was lifted in front of him by her, and from Mu Zichuan's angle, he just saw a pair of blood-filled eyes staring at him!

"Ahh

Mu Zichuan was caught off guard and let out a low snort.

His face turned white and he took a step back.

The water from the barrel spilled out again, wetting the vamps of his shoes.

"Hahaha, didn't you swear to do anything for me? A fish scares you like this? ”

Yang Ruoqing laughed.

Mu Zichuan stabilized his figure, looked at the fish that exuded a fishy smell, and his delicate brows furrowed.

"I didn't watch out, fish, I'm not afraid." Mu Zichuan said.

"Qing'er, can we change the conditions?" He discussed.

"I asked you to slaughter fish, and I didn't let you go up the knife mountain and go down to the sea of fire, why did I let you make such a difficulty?" Yang Ruoqing asked.

"Since you're not afraid, then you can carry it!"

She brought the fathead fish in her hand closer to him, and he took a step back.