Luo Fengtang didn't speak, but he kept secretly watching her.

Since he understood why she had rushed at him before, he felt guilty and uneasy.

Although neither of them spoke, their footsteps were both very measured and slow.

like a snail.

At last, Luofeng Tang couldn't hold back any longer and blocked her path.

"Qing'er, scold me, or beat me! Even kick me a few times!"

He mumbled, his handsome face flushed.

Yang Ruqing raised her head, her gaze finally falling on him.

She playfully raised her lips: "Oh? You tell me, why should I punish you? What did you do wrong?"

She deliberately asked.

Luò Fēng Táng was also lost in thought.

Well, what did he do wrong?

He didn't seem to get close to Zhou Xia much, except for going back to Lao Luo's house with her.

"Qing'er, I..."

Yang Ruqing suddenly raised her hand and interrupted him.

"Alright, let me ask the questions and you answer!"

"Hmm!" he nodded.

She organized her thoughts and asked him, "You said you'd come to my house for wormwood cakes earlier, why didn't you?"

“I came to your house looking for you. Your aunt said you went to pick up your cousin.”

“Well, didn't you go eat the cake? Did you become a flower protector for her?” she asked with a smile.

Luò Fēng Táng was stunned for a moment, then shook her head vigorously.

"He arrived at the burial site in the afternoon because he was late to visit the family earlier. After lunch, he got there."

“I was planning on going to find you after dinner. My aunt sent me over to deliver something to Zhou's matchmaker.”

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"Before I went to deliver things, my cousin had already gone to Zhou Meizhao's house to play."

After I delivered the things, she also said she was going back. So we left Zhou媒婆's courtyard together. Let me know if you have any other text you'd like me to translate!

"Just as I rounded the corner of the back courtyard, I saw you, Qing'er." Luo Fengtang said.

Yang Ruqing remained silent, gazing at him.

As if scrutinizing, appraising, judging the truthfulness of his words.

Seeing her like this, Luò Fēng Táng panicked.

“Qing'er, I didn't fool you,” he said.

In his haste, the veins on his forehead stood out prominently.

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Yang Ruqing's expression eased a few points, tilting her head and smiling with her lips.

"Silly boy, I was just kidding."

She said.

"This girl is so beloved by everyone, flowers bloom wherever she goes. The men who pursue me stretch from the village head to the village tail."

"What are you comparing me to Zhou Xia?"

If you're fooled by her, then you must be blind.

"A blind man is not worth my time and effort to pursue. Just pass him over!" she said.

His heart suddenly tightened at her straightforward and concise words.

It was like a giant alarm clock, exploding with a deafening boom right above his head.

“Qing’er, rest assured, I, I will definitely firmly hold onto this position and won't let you kick me out!”

He seemed to have made up his mind and said firmly.

Upon hearing this assurance, she let out a giggle.

He's such a fool.

If she didn't trust him, would she still be arguing with him here?

Ever since she decided to accept his feelings and join hands with him.

It's about his character, conduct, trustworthiness, and satisfaction.

But—

Although we are good friends and trust each other, I don't like being interfered with by a third party like this.

She retracted the smile from her face and said seriously.

"I trust my instincts. Your aunt brought your cousin here for more than just burning incense."

The drunkard's intention isn't in the wine, they mother and daughter, are after you. She said.

Upon hearing her words, his brow furrowed as well.

"No way? I'm betrothed to you, and my aunts aren't clueless about it." he said.

“So what if we’re already engaged?” she retorted.

“You can't do big things, but you can do small things. Your family is getting better day by day, they just want money.” she said.

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"That's impossible. No matter what happens to my family, I only want you, Qinger!"

He said.

Besides, Xia'er and I are cousins, related by blood. It would be ridiculous to do something like that!

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“Hehehe...”

Yang Ruqing smiled.

"Cousins, there are quite a few married couples from our village if you consider the relationships. "

This was commonplace in ancient times.

Marrying close relatives either results in having a fool or a monster, or a genius.

It's just the ratio of geniuses, infinitely small...

"I don't care how other people arrange their marriages, anyway, I, Luofeng Tang, only want you, Qing'er."

Except for you, even if it were a fairy from heaven, I wouldn't want it!

Let alone my cousin!

Hearing his firm words, she was overjoyed.

"Well, I believe you," she said.

Only then did he truly let out a sigh of relief.

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"They will stay for one night, and return early tomorrow morning. When they're gone, my house will be quiet again," he said.

She nodded, the farther away the better.

"Still the same words, with your aunt here, keep valuable things safe." She reminded.

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She suddenly realized, belatedly understanding, that all the money he earned was entrusted to her for safekeeping.

Besides, the payment to his uncle.

Because managing fish ponds, hiring people, etc., all require a certain amount of working capital.

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So Luo the blacksmith had a little money. Let me know if you have other text you'd like me to translate!

Luo Fengtang obviously thought of this too.

"I'm not afraid of my aunt remembering me here at all. However, things are a bit more precarious on my uncle's side." he said.

"You know, my uncle is similar to your father in personality - honest and kind, he values family above all else."

"My aunt, she's the best at coaxing people."

"No, I have to go home first and remind my uncle privately." He said.

Yang Ruoqing nodded: "What needs to be said should be said."

The two of them chatted as they walked, and even at the pace of a snail, they eventually reached the entrance to her alley.

"I went in and greeted my uncle, then went home." he said.

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She smiled and grabbed his arm, "Be quick-witted, don't get caught in a trap by your aunts again."

"What kind of outfit?" he asked.

She laughed, "If your aunt could set a trap to get you to escort your cousin home, she could certainly set one up to make you do something more intimate!"

“If your uncle sees you, your cousin will come looking for trouble again. You'll have to compromise. Do you want to watch her die?” she asked.

She is not a talkative person.

But, Luofeng Tang lived with these two she-wolves.

She had to remind him of everything.

So as not to get caught by Luofengtang's countermeasures, it would be best not to look back. Otherwise, things could become quite troublesome if we are unable to escape!

Hearing Yang Ruqing's 'chattering' reminders, Luofeng Tang didn't find it 'chattering' at all.

On the contrary, he was deeply moved.

It is precisely because I care, because I like it.

Only someone as decisive as Qing'er would be so verbose about this matter.

"Qing'er, don't worry. I won't let something like this happen again."

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He said.

She nodded. "I have OCD, men and underwear are not shared with others, you have to keep yourself chaste for me."

He was speechless.

How come she feels like a man, while he seems like a woman instead?

“Don’t worry, Qing'er. I will definitely remain pure and innocent until our wedding day!” he said.

She bared her teeth, a shiver running down her spine, but her mood was excellent.

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