As soon as Yang Ruoqing finished speaking, a shoe was handed over to her.

Turning around, Daan Jinji was standing alone, shaking the shoes in his hand, "Sister, I'm going to beat you up."

Yang Ruoqing laughed dumbly.

This solid-eyed brother is so righteous, isn’t it?

She was about to pick up Daan's shoes when a figure ran over, it was Mrs. Sun.

Mrs. Sun pulled Da'an back, took off his shoes and put them on his feet. She said in a panic, "Da'an, don't make trouble."

Here, Lao Yangtou and the others also heard the noise behind them, and they all stopped and turned to look.

Seeing the tense situation between Yang Ruoqing and Yang Huamei, Old Yangtou's face suddenly turned dark.

"If there is not enough trouble at home, you have to be embarrassed and embarrassed outside. Let me calm it down."

Old Yang glanced around and shouted angrily in a low voice.

Yang Ruoqing did not take Old Yangtou's words as an edict and still held Yang Huamei's wrist tightly.

Her hands are extremely strong and she is well versed in the structure of human bones.

The pinching made Yang Huamei's hand bones creak, and the pain made her open her mouth wide and gasp.

Yang Ruoqing was very satisfied with Yang Huamei's reaction. She looked back at Old Yang with the corner of her mouth raised, "Master, it's not that I don't want to let go. My sister-in-law said she wants to twist my mouth. I'm afraid that if I let go, she will twist my mouth."

Old Yangtou was so angry that he fell back

He finally figured out that the fat girl in the third room was a chili pepper with a prickly head and would bite anyone he caught.

Mei'er is her elder, sister-in-law, and she doesn't look at her at all.

If you want to be tough with her, you might make a big fuss and make everyone laugh.

"Fat girl, your sister-in-law is joking with you. How can she really screw you up and let go so that the villagers can see the joke?"

Old Yangtou patiently tried to mediate, and winked at Mrs. Sun over there.

As soon as Mrs. Sun put on Daan's shoes, she caught the look in Old Yangtou's eyes and immediately came over in a panic to persuade him to make peace.

"My Qing'er is good, let's go burn the cold clothes. Listen to mother and let go."

Yang Ruoqing still wants to buy my mother's face.

She snorted softly and let go.

Pick up the basket and move forward.

Afterwards, Yang Huamei returned to Lao Yangtou, tears of grievance falling down her face.

"Dad, my hand bones must have been crushed by Fatty. It hurts so much."

She rolled up her sleeves to show Old Yang that there must be several fingerprints on them.

However, when I lifted it up and took a look, it looked fine, not even a single blue fingerprint.

Yang Huamei was surprised, what's going on?

Lao Yangtou frowned, "You are the elder, she is the junior, the junior is ignorant, are you going to follow suit?"

Yang Huamei felt aggrieved and nodded, not daring to say anything.

But along the way, those resentful little eyes were gouging Yang Ruoqing's back like a knife, wanting to poke a few holes.

The group of people left the village and followed the winding path behind the village to the woods at the foot of the mountain.

The ancestral graves of Lao Yang's family are all buried in the Niutoufeng area on the west side.

There are several forked roads in the woods, leading to different directions of Mianniu Mountain.

When the large army arrived at the woods, Yang Ruoqing saw a young girl standing at the intersection in front of her.

The girl looked to be thirteen or fourteen years old and was wearing a lake blue pomegranate skirt.

Her shiny black hair was pulled into two buns on both sides of her head, with a row of eyebrow-length bangs in front of her forehead.

Her eyebrows are like willow leaves, her eyes are like almonds, and under her pretty Yuanbao nose, there is a small cherry mouth.

She was leaning forward to look over here, and the breeze from the forest blew up, lifting the hem of her dress and spreading it out in layers, like a blue lotus blooming on the roadside.

Yang Ruoqing narrowed her eyes slightly.

This is the most beautiful girl she has seen since she came to this world.

She finally understood what "outstanding appearance" means

Even in modern society, in the beauty circle where plastic surgery is popular, this girl is definitely an eye-catching existence.

It's so beautiful, Yang Ruoqing couldn't help but sigh to herself. As a woman, she couldn't help but be amazed, so men couldn't help but resist.

Sure enough, the excited exclamation of Yang Huaming, the fourth child, came from the team.

"Dad, look, isn't that Lan'er?"

Lan'er

Yang Ruoqing was surprised.

The cousin of Yang Ruolan’s second uncle’s family

Here, Old Yangtou also saw the girl at the intersection in front of him. A faint joy flashed across the old man's face, and he nodded and said, "Yes, it's Lan'er."

Yang Huamei, who was following Lao Yang's head and side, couldn't wait to jump up.

Yang Huamei waved the carrot hand towards Yang Ruolan over there and shouted, "Lan'er, come on, come on, we are here."

The girl in blue on the roadside also saw the large army here.

Her eyes lit up, her lips parted in a smile, and all the vegetation around her turned pale in an instant.

Yang Ruolan lightly lifted her skirt and ran toward her with small steps.

Yang Huamei had already pushed aside the crowd and took over.

"Sister-in-law"

"Lan'er"

Yang Ruolan and Yang Huamei held each other's hands affectionately, and both girls were overjoyed.

Not far away, Yang Ruoqing, who had just recovered from the shock, could see everything clearly.

The two girls stood together holding hands. Such a strong visual impact made Yang Ruoqing have the same question in her mind.

Do these two women really have the same genes from the old Yang family?

Yeah

Yeah

Over there, Yang Huamei and Yang Ruolan were looking at each other.

Yang Huamei looked at Yang Ruolan's lake blue skirt with envy and said, "Lan'er, your skirt is newly made, isn't it? It's really pretty."

However, Yang Ruolan looked at Yang Huamei's face, frowned slightly, and said softly, "Sister-in-law, you have lost weight in the past few days since I came here, and your chin has become sharp."

"Really? Have I really lost weight?"

Yang Huamei touched her chin excitedly and twisted her neck without a neck.

Yang Ruolan nodded seriously.

At this time, Lao Yang's large army had already arrived in front of the two of them.

The fourth child, Yang Huaming, couldn't wait to ask, "Lan'er, why are you standing alone at this intersection? Where are your father and the others?"

Hearing the sound, Yang Ruolan let go of Yang Huamei's hand, turned around and respectfully called out to Old Yang, "Master."

Then she smiled shyly at the rest of Lao Yang's family.

A pair of wonderful eyes glanced in the direction of the forest, and then said softly, "My father went to the forest to do something. He will be here in a while. He sent me to wait for you and my uncles at this intersection."

"Oh" Yang Huaming nodded.

At this moment, a man ran out of the woods with his pants in his hands.

While running, he turned his head and cursed.

"Boy, why are you cursing?"

Old Yang asked Yang Hualin, who was running closer.
Chapter completed!