Wanghai County, Changping Village.

Mrs. Mo returned to the quilt and sat there wrapped in the quilt. Yang Ruoqing pulled up a stool and sat beside the bed. The two of them were talking quietly across the cradle.

Yang Ruoqing asked Mrs. Mo: "Have you figured it out during the period of raising a confinement child? When are you going to confess to my little cousin?"

During this period of time, except for talking to Yang Ruoqing, Mo was still the same as before in front of other people.

Although she won't go crazy again, she doesn't speak either. In short, she remains silent and quiet.

Her silence made Yang Yongqing feel that something was wrong. He told Mrs. Sun several times in private, so that Mr. Sun could have time to go to Lijia Village to ask Li Banxian to see if there was anything dirty that happened when she gave birth to the baby.

Thing, how come your temperament suddenly changed and you stopped going crazy?

Sun really wanted to go, but was stopped by Yang Ruoqing.

In Yang Ruoqing's words, this is the best state.

If you don't make any noise or make a fuss, you can still take care of your children silently without anyone having to worry about you. Is it normal for you to return to the crazy way you were before, unable to take care of yourself, and having everything in your pants?

These words made Yang Yongqing give up the idea of ​​going out to find Li Banxian.

In Yang Yongqing's words, even if he messed with something dirty, he would admit it.

Because this dirty thing is also a relatively good dirty thing. At least it makes Mrs. Mo less noisy and more like a mother.

So at this moment, after hearing Yang Ruoqing's inquiry, Mrs. Mo lowered her eyes, her fingers gently hanging on the pattern of mandarin ducks playing in the water on the quilt, and whispered: "I also want to confess, I don't want to pretend to be mute like this, I want to talk to Niu Niu."

"But I haven't thought about whether I should continue to live under the same roof with Yang Yongqing. He is... well, it's hard to say!"

Yang Ruoqing observed Mo's expression and thought about Mo's birth. Mo was not born with mud legs. Her father was a scholar. When she was very young, her family was well off and she had no worries about food and clothing. She also followed

Her father studied and was literate, and he raised her in front of Xiaojiabiyu.

Mo had been deceived and played by men in the relationship before, and even had a child die in infancy...

Otherwise, Mr. Mo would not be unable to bear the blow and become mad.

So now facing Yang Yongqing, not only because the two have great conflicts in knowledge, opinions, and views on many things, but also because she has been hurt and has a shadow on men.

"Let me just say this," Yang Ruoqing saw Mo's hesitant look and spoke up.

"Marry a man, marry a man, dress and eat, this is the mantra of our villagers."

"You were born into a scholarly family. My little cousin is not even a child. My little cousin doesn't know too many words. From the surface, there is a bit of a gap between these conditions."

"But even if you have a belly full of ink, in your current state, what do you think your belly full of ink can bring to you?"

"When it comes to housework, you really can't compare to the illiterate second and third sisters-in-law!"

"What else can your ink do besides making you have a high vision and a low hand, make you sad for spring and autumn, and make you think all over the place?"

Yang Ruoqing is an honest person and speaks truthfully.

Even though he knew that these words would be a bit shocking to Mr. Mo, he still had to say it.

Otherwise, it would be bad for everyone if Mo's baby keeps holding it and can't get it off.

Sure enough, when Mrs. Mo heard Yang Ruoqing's words, she blushed and lowered her head in shame. Her eyelashes covered the inferiority complex in her eyes.

"Indeed, what's the use of reading those books and learning those words? Aren't you becoming someone else's plaything? A crazy woman who has lost her mind?"

Mrs. Mo murmured to herself, especially when she thought about the years when she was crazy, she kept everything in her crotch, and she had to ask Yang Yongqing and Jin to help her clean up the mess...she took a breath and said,

He pulled up the quilt and covered his face deeply.

Yang Ruoqing was secretly satisfied when she saw Mo's reaction.

Even if they want to destroy Mo's noble pride, even if it is a plum blossom, it will have fallen into the mud and been trampled to the point where it is no longer as good as a rotten vegetable leaf.

What are you doing?

It's not necessary!

"Let me tell you, if my little cousin hadn't picked you up and brought you back, you would have had your front teeth knocked out by some old beggar and old tramp and tied up in a pig pen, crowing like an animal."

"My little cousin, although he has a bit of a temper and is prone to being reckless and impulsive."

"But he is not bad at heart. I believe you can tell how he treats you without me having to say it."

"You can even see how he treats his two children."

"He has the biggest bright spot, have you noticed it?"

“Which highlight?”

"He is not as patriarchal as many men outside. He would give his life to a little girl!"

Mo:……

This chat did not last long because Yang Yongqing came over with dinner for Mr. Mo.

"Qing'er, are you here?" Yang Yongqing drank, and his words smelled of alcohol, but he was in a very good mood.

Especially when he saw his son in the cradle, Yang Yongqing's mouth turned sideways with a smile.

"Little cousin, it seems you drank a lot tonight? Are you in a good mood?" Yang Ruoqing greeted him with a smile.

Yang Yongqing chuckled and said, "That's necessary. People feel refreshed when happy events happen!"

He first came to the cradle and took a look at his son. The son was not asleep and looked at Tuan Tuan and Yuanyuan with his eyes open.

"Hey, children love to play with children. Look at my son, his eyes are so open and round, like a little toad!"

"Puch!"

Mr. Mo, who was sitting on the bed, couldn't help but laughed when he heard Yang Yongqing's description.

Yang Yongqing looked around, "Who is laughing?"

He first looked at Yang Ruoqing, and then saw that Yang Ruoqing didn't look like the person who made that sound, so he turned and looked towards the bed.

Sure enough, I saw Mrs. Mo covering her mouth.

"What's going on? This silly woman of mine is having fun again?" Yang Yongqing asked.

On the bed, Mr. Mo pulled up the quilt and covered his face.

Yang Yongqing turned to Yang Ruoqing and said, "Look, Qing'er, this silly woman of mine seems to be returning to normal."

"Ah? What do you mean by returning to normal? Do you know she is well?" Yang Ruoqing asked in surprise.

Yang Yongqing raised his chin, "Look, isn't that silly smile the same as before? Being crazy is normal, biting your fingers and laughing is normal, but not smiling quietly is abnormal.

!”

Yang Yongqing's explanation left Yang Ruoqing speechless.

"Little cousin, after talking together for a long time, do you still prefer a crazy wife?" Yang Ruoqing asked deliberately.

In fact, I asked specifically for Mr. Mo on the bed.

"Little cousin, let me ask you, I mean, what if, if one day Mr. Mo wakes up, like all of us, our minds suddenly clear up, would you be happy? Are you excited? Are you secretly happy?"
Chapter completed!