"Mom, whose turn will it be tomorrow to deliver food to the Qian family at the other end of the village?"

Lying on the bed at night, Yang Ruoqing asked Sun.

Lao Yang's family couldn't find a way to punish Qian, and they were afraid that Qian would reveal Yang Ruoqing's affairs, so they kept Qian locked up in Qian's house on the pretext of recovering from illness.

Yang Hualin was busy doing business in town and had no time to deliver meals, so he entrusted other private households to take turns delivering meals to Qian.

Just send it once a day to make sure you don't starve to death.

Of course, no family wants to raise a vicious-hearted woman like Mrs. Qian.

Therefore, Yang Hualin had to pay for that bowl of food every day. How could Qian be Fu'er's mother and Yang Hualin's house filler?

Hearing Yang Ruoqing's question, Mrs. Sun thought for a moment and said, "This is a gift from our family. Tomorrow it will be the fourth bedroom's turn."

Yang Ruoqing nodded, knowing what she was doing.

She lay down and pulled the soft and warm quilt over her body. In the dark night, a cold light flashed across her eyes.

On the way back from school today, she was walking with Yang Ruolan.

Yang Ruolan told her and Pan what happened to her.

No one in the old Yang family knows about those things.

Yang Ruoqing has experienced big storms and has seen all kinds of disgusting and perverted things.

However, Yang Ruoqing couldn't help but feel disgusted by the behavior of Qian and Wangfu.

Unexpectedly, in this seemingly simple village, there would be such a wretched and dirty person as Wangfu.

In the past, when we met in the village, due to seniority and politeness, sometimes we would call him "Wang Fu Bo" when we met in person.

Thinking about it now, my stomach is churning.

The village borers, rat droppings, and black sheep.

And Qian.

Also born in the land of fireworks, Qian is ruthless and mentally twisted.

Sister Hua and Yun Niang are kind-hearted, affectionate and righteous.

It can be seen that this person's character is really different.

For people like Qian and Wangfu, we definitely can't let him have an easy time.

Death, for that kind of person, can hardly be called a punishment.

The best punishment is to make them unable to survive or die.

Well, sleep well now and be full of energy. Tomorrow, their good days will begin.

The next day, after breakfast, Yang Ruoqing went into the village for a walk at Lao Yang's house.

"Fourth Aunt, these are the snacks I brought back from the capital. I'm giving them to some of my cousins. Please accept them."

Yang Ruoqing stepped into the door of the fourth room with two bags of pastries in her hand.

At this time, in the room, He'er, Ju'er and three sisters stood in a row according to their height. He'er combed Ju'er's hair, and Ju'er combed the third girl's hair. The third girl was eating a roasted sweet potato in her hand.

In the warm bucket that was as deep as an adult's thigh, Kang Xiaozi was standing in it, and Mrs. Liu was sitting aside, holding a bowl in her hand, feeding porridge to Kang Xiaozi.

Mrs. Liu was very happy to see Yang Ruoqing come in, especially since Yang Ruoqing was not empty-handed.

"Ah, Qing'er, you can come as soon as you come, why do you bring anything with you?"

Mrs. Liu smiled brightly, quickly put the bowl in her hand aside, stood up and came over to take what Yang Ruoqing was holding.

He held it in his hand, weighed it, looked at it, and then his mouth grinned sideways with joy.

"Come on, come on, sit down, sit down, sit down, you have a big belly, it's hard to walk, isn't it?"

Mrs. Liu asked Yang Ruoqing to sit down, put the gift aside, and grabbed a bowl from the table.

He raised his sleeves and wiped a few casually into the bowl, then went to pour tea for Yang Ruoqing to drink.

Yang Ruoqing really couldn't drink this tea.

"Fourth Aunt, please don't pour the tea. I just drank soy milk and my stomach is so full!"

She said with a smile, then stood by the heating bucket and teased Kang Xiaozi.

Kang Xiaozi is his youngest cousin, born after his fourth aunt and uncle did something out of line.

Maybe it was God's punishment for these two people. They were good children. They were obviously born with tough heads and tough brains. They inherited the tall genes of the men of the old Yang family.

But it happened to be a harelip.

At this moment, he is eating a mouthful of porridge in his mouth. Watch the whole cotton muscle move when the mouth makes chewing movements.

Yang Ruoqing truly sighed for her little cousin.

What a wonderful child, it's such a pity that his face is so disfigured.

Feeling sorry for other people's children, Yang Ruoqing also thought of her own children.

There are no prenatal check-ups in this era, and I don’t know how my baby is growing and developing.

There won't be anything missing, right?

Just as this thought flashed through my mind, I was suddenly kicked hard on the inside of my right waist.

"Ouch……"

This kick was so strong that half of her body was pulled hard.

"What's wrong Qing'er?"

Mrs. Liu put down the half-opened pastry and hurried over, looking at it and asking.

Yang Ruoqing pointed at her belly, dumbfounded.

"My baby kicked me," she said.

Standing there, she couldn't straighten her back, because something in her belly seemed to be exerting force, making her belly feel tight and hard.

When Mrs. Liu heard this, she was startled for a moment, and then burst into laughter.

"Oh my, the baby you are carrying is probably a son."

"My son is naughty and mischievous, and my daughter is quiet and quiet."

"When I was pregnant with the first three girls, it was as if I was not pregnant."

"Young Huai Kang, please be a good boy. I can't stand that noisy one!" Mrs. Liu said.

Yang Ruoqing supported her waist, listened with a smile, and said: "As long as the baby is healthy, not cowardly or stupid, both boys and girls will be loved equally."

Mrs. Liu curled her lips: "That's what you young people think. If you leave it to your grandparents, a hundred grandsons wouldn't be enough, and even one granddaughter would be too much."

Speaking of the patriarchal preference between Tan and Lao Yangtou, Liu's chat box is about to open, and it is difficult to close it once it is opened.

Yang Ruoqing quickly intercepted Liu's words.

"Fourth Aunt, let's not talk about this for now. I came here today to ask you what kind of food you plan to deliver there at noon." She said.

"Which way?" Ms. Liu asked.

Yang Ruoqing said: "Where else? Of course it's the Qian family!"

Mrs. Liu came to her senses, snorted, sat back and continued to feed Kang Xiaozi porridge.

"Feed the dog, and the dog has to wag its tail with me."

"Give it to that woman. Oh, I won't give you a good look. If it weren't for the copper plate your second uncle gave me, I wouldn't serve her!"

"Fourth Aunt, let me go with you to deliver the food today. I haven't visited Mr. Qian since I came back from the phone call," Yang Ruoqing said.

Mrs. Liu glared at Yang Ruoqing: "What's so nice about her? Is it possible that you still want to give her gifts and call her second mom? Don't be stupid."

Yang Ruoqing quickly shook her head: "I am such a brainless person!"

"I heard that Mr. Qian's behavior was perverted and his evil deeds were outrageous, so I wanted to see what kind of character that woman has now."

Mrs. Liu understood and said simply: "Okay, I'm going to send you off later. You can come with me."

"But let me warn you in advance, there is a strange smell in that room."
Chapter completed!