Yang Ruoqing looked in the sound.

Several more people came over the mountain road.

The leader was Luo Blacksmith. The person walking beside Luo Blacksmith, holding a shovel in his hand, was a strange man.

She guessed that the man who gave birth to this face should be Tang Yazi's uncle, right?

Before this was over, two more figures appeared behind his uncle.

One is Luo Dae.

Luo Da'e also supported a petite figure wearing a straw raincoat and a straw hat.

That's...

A trace of doubt appeared in her eyes.

Next to him, Luo Fengtang hurriedly explained: "That is my aunt's cousin Zhou Xia."

Yang Ruoqing suddenly realized.

She has no affection for Luo Da'e.

When she saw her coming up, she started to greet Lao Yang and the others, and she didn't even look at this.

Yang Ruoqing was too lazy to go over and say hello to her, and then she withdrew her gaze.

She raised her head and said to Luo Fengtang, "Put down and rest for a while."

Luo Fengtang nodded and put down his things.

Seeing that he was sweating profusely, Yang Ruoqing took out a handkerchief and used to wipe the sweat on his forehead.

A handkerchief embroidered with azaleas suddenly handed over.

"Cousin, you're sweaty, wipe it."

The sound of water flowing out was so gentle that it sounded beside the two of them.

Yang Ruoqing looked sideways.

I saw Zhou Xia coming over at some point.

The hat was still on her head, and she raised her pretty little face the size of a palm, looking at Luo Fengtang with a sincere face.

Seeing Yang Ruoqing looking at her, Zhou Xia's eyes immediately fell on Yang Ruoqing.

She smiled friendlyly at Yang Ruoqing.

"I heard from my mother just now that you are my future cousin's wife?"

Zhou Xia asked with a smile.

"My cousin's wife is so beautiful, white and sophisticated. Standing with my cousin is really a match." Zhou Xia said.

Yang Ruoqing was stunned.

Just then, she saw Zhou Xia rushing to hand over the handkerchief, and she was still a little unhappy.

Where did the little bitch come from? How dare you be kind to my man?

But after hearing what Zhou Xia said, Yang Ruoqing was in a good mood and planned not to bother with her.

She also smiled friendly to Zhou Xia.

"Cousin Xia'er, right? Hehe, your eyes are so good, everyone praises us right!"

Yang Ruoqing said with an old face without blushing.

Then he took out a handkerchief and wiped the sweat from Luo Fengtang's forehead himself.

Zhou Xia was stunned.

He quickly took back his veil and stood by and looked stunned.

This cousin's wife blushed when she talks.

She was a complimentary and polite word, and she really believed it!

Seeing her sweating for her cousin, she was natural and generous.

And my cousin, she didn't even dare to touch her hand before, and she refused to take a look.

At this moment, in front of these elders.

I let my cousin's wife wipe her sweat, but she didn't even want to dodge at all.

And those elders all looked like they were not surprised.

Zhou Xia bit her lip secretly.

Did they do these things in the past?

I've become accustomed to it, and I hate it!

After wiping the sweat over there, Yang Ruoqing took back the handkerchief.

He handed the bamboo tube in his hand to Luo Fengtang: "Drink a little water, what you bring at home is still hot!"

Luo Fengtang smiled and took the bamboo tube, unscrewed the bamboo cover on it.

But he didn't drink it, but handed it to Yang Ruoqing.

"You drink first, and the rest belongs to me." He said.

"good."

Yang Ruoqing responded, took the bamboo tube and raised her head and took a few sips.

Then she handed the rest to Luo Fengtang.

Luo Fengtang took it, leaned over to his mouth, and tilted his head and started drinking.

The Adam's apple rolled and drank very happily.

Zhou Xia, who witnessed all this, was even more surprised.

These two people drank a bamboo tube of water in broad daylight.

My cousin is so cold and solemn, how could he see this cousin's wife like a sheep who just accepts it?

Don’t you dislike the dirty bamboo tube she drank?

Oh my God, how close is their relationship?

Zhou Xia felt very unsure.

"Xia'er, why are you standing alone with me?"

Luo Dae'e's voice sounded in her ears.

Zhou Xia raised her head and found that her mother was coming, and beside the stone beside the side, the shoulder pole and bamboo basket and shovel were still there.

But my cousin and cousin's sister-in-law went there to whisper.

Zhou Xia raised her head and looked at the two people over there.

My cousin is tall and tall, but my cousin's wife heard that she was the same year as her and was a few months older.

But my cousin's wife is a little taller than her.

But standing in front of my cousin, my cousin's wife was still very petite and delicate.

The two of them stood there and didn't know what they were saying. My cousin covered her mouth and giggled.

From time to time, he stretched out his hand and twisted it gently on my cousin's arm.

My cousin scratched his head and laughed.

This is the first time Zhou Xia saw her cousin laughing.

She looked straight.

Most of the souls were hooked away.

"Xia'er, don't look at it, there's nothing good to watch!"

Luo Da'e followed Zhou Xia's gaze and glanced at Luo Fengtang and Yang Ruoqing over there.

The woman took Zhou Xia's hand and turned around and left: "Come here, my mother teaches you to recognize some uncles and brothers from the old Yang family."

Here.

Yang Ruoqing asked Luo Fengtang: "I got wild wormwood and went to make wormwood cakes for Qingming Festival later. Should you come here to eat it? Or will I send it to you?"

Luo Fengtang said, "Don't give it to me. I'll go there for two at noon and try Qing'er's craftsmanship."

Yang Ruoqing thought about it, too.

Their family came to Luo Dae'e's family today. The amount of Artemisia cake was insufficient, so they would not give it.

"How long are you going to stay at your house?" she asked again.

Luo Fengtang said: "I said I will go back to Zhoujia Village tomorrow. I brought my cousin over, but my cousin is still staying at home."
To be continued...