Sun suddenly said: "Everyone says that Widow Wang doesn't care about people, it turns out that she is also a person who knows what to do." ”

"Brother Luo is kind to her, and she is still thinking about giving a bowl of mung bean cake, and the gift is light and affectionate."

Yang Huazhong nodded: "Widow Wang's life is tight, it's really not easy." ”

Sun sighed: "What a hard-working woman, it's not easy to be widowed for so many years." ”

Yang Huazhong sighed.

"Actually, I think that if Widow Wang and Brother Luo are fateful, it would be good to live together." He said.

Sun smiled: "If you said it a month ago, I would have agreed." ”

"I don't think they can make it!"

Yang Huazhong asked, "Why do you say that?" ”

Sun pursed his lips and didn't say anything.

On the side, Yang Ruoqing said knowingly: "What, I'll go over there and get something." ”

She pretended to get something and retreated to the wall.

Here, Sun's voice really sounded.

"You men, you should understand men's minds better, why do you still come to ask us women?" Sun asked in a low voice.

Yang Huazhong was stunned, confused.

Sun glanced at Yang Ruoqing, making sure she couldn't hear clearly from a distance.

Fang Cai said to Yang Huazhong: "Last month, Brother Luo saw the Ma clan with such a sign. ”

"You say, as a man, can he still look at Wang Cuilian?"

Yang Huazhong frowned: "But the widow of the king knows the roots, and she is honest, although she doesn't deal with the villagers, but she has been widowed all these years, but she is also upright, and she has no gossip ......at all."

"Hey......" Sun sighed.

"A hundred widows are good, compare Ma's to the lower ones. But Ma's face can't be compared to a hundred widows of the king! She said.

Men, at the end of the day, most of them look at faces.

Yang Huazhong seemed to see Sun's thoughts, and said, "Don't care what Brother Luo thinks, anyway, I like you!" ”

Sun couldn't help but raise his hand and pat Yang Huazhong's arm.

"The girl is still standing with that, you are quiet, you have no face and no skin!" She snorted.

Yang Huazhong grinned.

……

On the side of the courtyard wall, Yang Ruoqing heard all this clearly and did not drop a word.

I don't know why, between the two widows, Ma and Wang, she is more optimistic about Widow Wang.

Of course, no one can say for sure.

We'll see in the future.

The mother and daughter had cooked lunch, but the blacksmith had not yet come.

Sun urged Yang Huazhong: "You go to the village once, and then call Brother Luo." ”

Yang Huazhong nodded: "Okay, I'll go." ”

Yang Huazhong went, not only did he not invite the blacksmith Luo back, but he also did not come back.

"What's going on? Why let him call someone and not come back for a long time? ”

Sun was surprised and came to the gate to look.

Yang Ruoqing took off the apron around her waist: "Mother, I'll go see what's going on." ”

……

Old Locke.

Yang Ruoqing had just walked to the gate of the courtyard when she saw that in the open hall, the blacksmith Luo, Yang Huazhong, and Ma Dafu were sitting on one side, drinking tea and chatting with them.

In the stove room next to it, there was the crisp sound of stir-frying.

Are the Ma brothers and sisters here?

Yang Ruoqing then walked into the hall.

Seeing Yang Ruoqing coming in, Yang Huazhong quickly stood up.

Before Yang Huazhong could speak, Luo Blacksmith stopped Yang Huazhong first.

"Qing'er, you came just in time, go back and tell your mother, your father was left by me at noon, just eat with me!"

Luo Fengtang said very excitedly, the corners of his eyes and eyebrows were all spring breeze.

Yang Ruoqing blinked, and then looked at Yang Huazhong.

Yang Huazhong smiled a little embarrassed.

He said to Blacksmith Luo: "Brother Luo, this is the holiday, I can't stay at your house, I have to go back to accompany my wife and children!" ”

Luo Blacksmith said: "Oh, don't you accompany you the same at night?" Qing'er Niang is not that unreasonable. ”

"No, Brother Dafu is also here, let's have a few drinks."

Blacksmith Luo pointed to Ma Dafu, who was sitting opposite.

Ma Dafu also hurriedly smiled and persuaded a few words here.

Seeing Yang Huazhong's embarrassed look, Yang Ruoqing laughed.

"Cheng, Dad, then you can stay here for lunch, drink less wine, I'll go home first." She said.

Yang Huazhong nodded and sat down again.

Yang Ruoqing walked out of the door of the hall and was about to go to the stove room to make a noise with Ma.

Ma Shi happened to come out of the stove room.

He wore a blue turban to block the smoke on his head, and a wisp of bangs fell and brushed across the face of the white sign.

Qian's thin waist is tied with an apron.

Seeing Yang Ruoqing come out, Ma smiled softly in this direction, revealing his white and neat teeth.

"Qing'er, call your mother and brother to come and eat together, I beat a lot of rice, it's enough......"

Ma Shi issued a sincere invitation.

It's gentle and beautiful, and she invites others over for dinner so sincerely.

This kind of thing should make people happy and grateful.

But Yang Ruoqing felt unhappy in her heart.

Did Ma's attitude of ownership come a little earlier?

really counted, she is the nephew and daughter-in-law of this family.

The power of the spatula in the stove room, why can't it be Ma's turn, right?

Yang Ruoqing tugged at the corners of her mouth, and was about to fight back on the spot, when a figure ran out from behind.

It's the blacksmith.

"Oh, I'm really confused, or the Ma family's sister is thoughtful."

Blacksmith Luo patted his head.

"Qing'er, go and tell your mother, why don't you all come over and eat together!" He laughed.

Yang Ruoqing looked at the two people standing together.

What I wanted to say before suddenly felt unnecessary.

"Thank you, uncle, but no, my mother has already cooked the rice." She said.

"Huh? So? ”

Blacksmith Luo was stunned.

"Cheng, then let it be!"

Yang Ruoqing nodded, didn't look at Ma again, and turned to leave.

Blacksmith Luo turned his head to Ma and said, "Sister of the Ma family, I want you to cook food, it's hard for you......"

Ma's smiling gaze glanced at Blacksmith Luo, revealing a little shyness.

"Brother Luo told me this kind of thing, but it was divided, I don't like to hear it!"

After speaking, his thin waist twisted and flashed into the stove room.

Blacksmith Luo looked at Ma's back, a little lost.

It wasn't until Ma Dafu's shouts came from the back hall that he came back to his senses.

With inexplicable joy and excitement, he entered the hall and continued to talk about the mountain.

in the stove room.

The moment Ma turned around, the smile on his face suddenly disappeared without a trace.

She rummaged through the cupboard and found the bowl with the mung bean cake.

Lowered his eyes and looked at the mung bean cake inside.

Then, a sneer curled into the corners of his lips.

……

Yang Ruoqing's side.

Yang Ruoqing leaned into Sun's ear and said everything she saw.

"Oh, that Ma is really hardworking, and he won't be idle when he comes here as a guest......" Sun sighed.

Yang Ruoqing rolled her eyes: "Mother, I think the Ma family brothers and sisters are treacherous!" ”