"Sure, let's push it in the main room."

Yang Ruoqing readily complied with Zhou Xia's request.

"Auntie, prepare a basin of hot water and a handkerchief. I will wipe my cousin's sweat later."

"Uncle, bring me a bowl of strong wine."

"Tangyazi, Huozhezi."

Yang Ruoqing calmly ordered.

Everyone went their separate ways, and she herself held a small horse and sat in front of Zhou Xia.

Zhou Xia sat on a large chair with a backrest, and Yang Ruoqing sat in front of her.

Take off Zhou Xia's shoe, and then put Zhou Xia's foot on your lap.

"The sprained part is on your ankle. I'm going to take off your socks now. Cousin, relax, don't be nervous!"

Her birthday is on the sixth day of the first lunar month, and Zhou Xia's birthday is on the sixth day of the third lunar month.

Although she was only two months older than Zhou Xia, her tone of voice sounded like a loving elder.

This shocked Zhou Xia, and made Blacksmith Luo and Zhou Tong beside her feel that Yang Ruoqing was sensible and virtuous.

Zhou Xia said: "Cousin, where can I ask you to take off my socks? I will do it myself..."

As he said that, he bent down to take off his clothes, but was stopped by Yang Ruoqing.

"It's okay, we are our own family!"

As Yang Ruoqing spoke, her fingers had already hooked up Zhou Xia's socks.

In this era, most of the socks worn by rural girls were made of old white cloth.

Yang Ruoqing took off Zhou Xia's socks bit by bit. Under the socks, every inch of her fair and smooth skin was exposed to her sight.

Yang Ruoqing couldn't help but be secretly surprised.

This Zhou Xia is not a very good person, but she really has a pair of beautiful feet.

These feet are in really nice shape.

The nails are like tiny pink shells.

Even as a woman, I couldn't help but be amazed by it.

If those young men saw this, would they be fascinated by it?

Thinking of this, Yang Ruoqing glanced at Luo Fengtang from the corner of her eye...

Zhou Xia found more confidence from Yang Ruoqing's reaction when she took off her socks.

She didn't believe it. Her cousin looked at her feet and could still look away!

So, Zhou Xia leaned on the chair and looked towards Luo Fengtang confidently...

It doesn't matter. Seeing this, Zhou Xia was so angry that she almost fell off her chair.

My cousin turned his back to this side, leaving a cold look on the back of his head.

Will you die if you take a peek?

What a charming man!

Zhou Xia was so angry that she gritted her teeth.

His eyes glanced at the bowl of tea on the table next to him.

Zhou Xia's eyes flashed, and she wanted to ask Luo Fengtang to bring it to her and let her take a sip.

In this way, he can see her beautiful feet.

As soon as I opened my little mouth, the sound didn't come out of my throat yet.

Suddenly, a sharp, heart-piercing pain hit my ankle.

Like lightning, it flashes throughout the body in an instant.

The sound that reached his lips suddenly turned into a sharp scream.

"ah!!!"

"Cousin, bone setting will cause a little pain, please bear with it!"

Yang Ruoqing patiently comforted her, but her men continued to move.

There are acupuncture points all over the soles of the feet. Each acupuncture point is related to a certain part of the body and a certain organ. Yang Ruoqing can accurately find it with her eyes closed.

Now, just greet the most painful acupuncture points.

"ah……"

"It hurts, it hurts so much..."

Zhou Xia screamed, grabbing the armrests on both sides of the chair with both hands.

Struggling to get his feet back.

However, the foot that fell into Yang Ruoqing's hands could not be taken back by her if she wanted to.

"Cousin, please bear with it. The pain means that your bones and tendons are really twisted..."

Yang Ruoqing explained in a good temper.

Luo Daye also came.

While supporting Zhou Xia and coaxing her, she glared at Yang Ruoqing: "Xia'er is delicate and frail. She is no better than you. Can't you use less strength in your hands?"

Yang Ruoqing looked very innocent.

"This thing isn't strong enough and it's useless. If you find it painful, then I won't push it!"

Yang Ruoqing tried to stand up, but Zhou Tong persuaded her to stop.

"Girl Qing, don't listen to your aunt, keep pushing and pushing..."

Yang Ruoqing said: "They don't cooperate and keep moving around. It's hard for me to handle..."

Zhou Tongtong: "I'm here to help hold it down!"

Then, Zhou Tong and Blacksmith Luo came over to help hold down Zhou Xia's legs.

Yang Ruoqing sat back again and continued to push.

"Okay, I'll try to be gentle, cousin, please bear with me!"

Yang Ruoqing said.

This time, her action was indeed much gentler in everyone's eyes.

Carefully, very carefully and meticulously.

However, Zhou Xia's screams were each more miserable and shriller than the last!

That little palm-sized face turned pale.

A heavy cold sweat rolled down my forehead.

Luo Daye took the handkerchief and kept wiping the cold sweat from Zhou Xia's forehead.

But the cold sweat increased more and more.

By the end, Zhou Xia was so painful that she stood up from her chair and her whole body was stiff.

"No, don't rub it anymore..."

Zhou Xia begged breathlessly.

However, both Zhou Tong and Blacksmith Luo rushed to comfort her: "Xia'er, be patient. Qing'er's craftsmanship is not bad. With her setting your bones, I guarantee that there will be no root causes of disease..."

Zhou Xia wanted to cry but had no tears.

I wish I could bite off my tongue, this is really a brick to drop on my own foot.

Yang Ruoqing slowly kneaded Zhou Xia's acupuncture points while pushing the bones and tendons of the ankle until they made a crunching sound.

Seeing Zhou Xia sweating profusely in pain and screaming as if she was having difficulty giving birth.

It feels so good in my heart.

You little bitch, you dare to attack my aunt's man, you are seeking death!

After the torture was almost done, Yang Ruoqing finally stopped with satisfaction.

Zhou Xia leaned back on the chair and almost collapsed.

Luo Daye quickly gathered around, feeding Zhou Xia tea, and twisting the handkerchief to wipe her sweat.

Zhou Tong was also nearby asking for help.

Blacksmith Luo said to Yang Ruoqing: "Qing'er, Xia'er's foot is fine, right?"

Yang Ruoqing smiled and said, "Don't worry, uncle, take a nap and you'll be able to be active again tomorrow."
To be continued...