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Chapter 472: Men's Topics (10 more)(1/2)

Yang Ruoqing let out a low cry and hurriedly knelt down to check on him.

Luo Fengtang stopped halfway, confused.

"What's going on? I haven't made a move yet..." He murmured.

Yang Ruoqing had already waved to him: "Don't be stunned. Get the water quickly. He's fainted from exhaustion and is in shock!"

After a lot of pinching and watering, Muzichuan finally woke up.

The moment his eyes regained clarity, the memories just now flooded into his mind.

I struggled to get up and continue on my way.

He was held down by Luo Fengtang.

"Don't try to be brave. Come up here and I'll carry you to town!"

His tall body squatted down.

Mu Zichuan was startled when he saw this.

Then he shook his head wildly, with a look of shame and anger.

"I can walk, why do I need you to carry me? Let me get up."

He is still struggling.

Yang Ruoqing's patience was also exhausted.

"enough!"

She growled lowly.

"There are still more than ten miles to the town, and we have walked for so long!"

"It's true that people have a competitive spirit. But you should also act within your capabilities and be self-aware!"

"If you compare your own shortcomings with other people's strengths, isn't that looking for abuse?"

After some scolding, Mu Zichuan lowered his head in shame.

He thought that he was just rushing and he would not lose to Luo Fengtang.

But……

Yang Ruoqing said: "Stop dawdling, quickly climb on Tang Yazi's back and let him carry you to town!"

Muzichuan looked frustrated.

"I'm so ashamed of myself for wasting your time."

"You go ahead and don't worry about me. I'll sit and rest and go to town by myself."

He drooped his head and said in a muffled voice.

Yang Ruoqing rolled her eyes.

"If it had been before, we could have left first. But now, I really can't leave you behind."

she said.

After all the people were shocked, there were still more than ten miles of land left. Who could trust him to leave alone?

What if he faints in a ditch again, or if his things and money are stolen?

What to do?

Mu Zichuan obviously realized this from Yang Ruoqing's words.

He frowned in annoyance.

At this moment, Luo Fengtang had already freed up a hand and directly pulled him onto his back.

Just pick it up and go.

Mu Zichuan was shocked and struggled to get off Luo Fengtang's back.

Luo Fengtang growled impatiently: "Can you please stop fussing?"

Muzichuan suddenly became silent.

No matter how much Luo Fengtang carried him, he wished he could find a crack in the ground to drill into.

Behind him, Yang Ruoqing picked up his box and rain gear and followed quickly.

Luo Fengtang's physical strength is truly incredible.

Carrying Mu Zichuan, who was about the same height as himself, he walked more than ten miles to Qingshui Town in one breath.

"Just drop me off at the entrance of the town!"

Mu Zichuan, who had been silent all the way, finally spoke.

Luo Fengtang dropped him at the entrance of the town.

Yang Ruoqing put his things at his feet.

Mu Zichuan looked at Luo Fengtang and Yang Ruoqing with complicated expressions.

Finally, he said to Luo Fengtang: "Thank you for your hard work!"

Luo Fengtang was raising his hand to wipe his sweat. Hearing this, he was startled.

Then he waved his hand: "Just don't have any more random fights in the future."

Muzichuan pursed his lips.

Luo Fengtang thought of something and suddenly added: "Also, don't have any ideas about Qing'er anymore, she is my wife!"

Mu Zichuan: "..."

Yang Ruoqing's head is covered with black lines.

After parting ways with Mu Zichuan, the two of them went straight to the horse and carriage shop.

Luo Fengtang went to rent a carriage, while Yang Ruoqing went to a breakfast shop diagonally opposite the carriage shop to buy some food to take on the road.

Last time I sent Ning Su to Fucheng, and Ning Su was entertaining guests at this shop.

The baked leek pancakes are delicious and not expensive.

One penny each.

She recently bought several and wrapped them in oil paper.

Hurrying slowly, it was almost noon when the carriage arrived at the county seat.

But it's not yet lunch time.

"If you want to pay New Year's greetings, you have to go quickly. After lunch, it will be afternoon. It's not polite to pay New Year's greetings in the afternoon."

Yang Ruoqing said.

Luo Fengtang nodded, reported his address to the driver, and went straight to the door of Xu Mang's house.

Yang Ruoqing got off the carriage and looked up at the small courtyard in front of her.

As soon as we entered the small courtyard, a piece of land was circled in the middle and vegetables were planted.

Facing it are three main rooms, and three east and west wing rooms on the left and right.

A woman was watering the vegetables in the yard, and an old woman was sitting next to her.

The old woman held a small stick in her hand and followed the children running and playing in the yard.

"Da Ya, slow down, wait for your brother."

"Young fat man, please don't steal your sister's things..."

It seems that this old woman must be the grandmother, keeping the children's play in order.

Yang Ruoqing thought to herself.

At this time, she had followed Luo Fengtang into the courtyard.

Luo Fengtang shouted to the woman who was watering the water: "Sister-in-law, is Brother Xu at home?"

The woman who was watering the water looked up and saw that the person coming was Luo Fengtang. A warm smile suddenly appeared on the woman's face.

"Brother Fengtang, why are you here? He's at home, sleeping in the room. I'll call you!"

As the woman spoke, she put down the water ladle in her hand and picked up a little girl who was playing.

"Go, wake up your father and tell him that we have a distinguished guest!"

The little girl glanced here timidly, turned around and ran into the east room.

Here, the woman has already rushed to the door.

He saw Yang Ruoqing following Luo Fengtang.

The woman was surprised: "Who is this little girl?"

Before Yang Ruoqing could open her mouth to introduce herself, Luo Fengtang raised his hand and scratched his head.
To be continued...
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