Outside Old Yang's house, there are vast fields.

On the edge of a field stood a humble, thatched outhouse.

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Luo Fengtang walked out to the yard with a basin of water, still pondering how that "diving rabbit" that Qing'er had mentioned actually jumped.

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Suddenly, a huge figure dashed from the slant of the courtyard and was about to run into him.

Luo Fengtang reacted quickly, holding the basin sideways, and the water splashed onto the ground on the other side.

“Ouch!”

But then a pained groan reached his ears.

That enormous dark shape slammed into his shoulder, only to be flung back and land him hard on his bottom!

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"Who the hell doesn't watch where they're going?"

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The man sat on the ground, closed his eyes and started cursing out loud.

Luo Feng Tang lowered his head and saw a huge fleshy lingzhi sitting on the ground.

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Qing'er's sister-in-law?

This is an elder!

“Aunt Yang, I’m so sorry, it wasn't intentional...”

He mumbled an apology, set down the wooden basin, and bent over to pull Yang Huamei.

He soon realized he had underestimated Yang Huamei's influence.

He pulled, but instead of pulling her up, he stumbled and almost fell on top of her.

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Fortunately, he reacted quickly and stabilized his body in time.

On the ground, Yang Huamei felt like her buttocks were about to be broken into several pieces.

The pain made her grind her teeth and open her mouth to curse.

Suddenly, she heard a pleasant male voice coming down from above her head.

Looking up, she saw Luofeng Tang bending down and reaching out to her...

The sunlight of midday, from overhead, fell upon his countenance.

Her eyebrows, her eyes, her nose, her lips...

They are all her favorite kind!

Yang Huamei's gaze shifted to Luofengtang's neck.

His shirt was slightly unbuttoned at the chest.

From her perspective, she happened to catch sight of the small patch of wheat-colored healthy skin on his chest.

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With a wild streak, like a rebellious wolf.

Let her have a desire to submit to him, to be enslaved by him, to be controlled by him!

Yang Huamei's eyes widened, and her heart raced.

Tears, and saliva, flowed down.

Luo Fengtang saw her like this, and frowned slightly.

He stood up and decided to ignore her.

Suddenly, Yang Huamei on the ground moved.

Her plump body surged forward, her hands shooting out to grab Luofengtang's arm.

Because he was going to stuff Yang Ruoqing with firewood, he rolled up his sleeves to his elbows.

The exposed section of arm was muscular and strong.

Yang Huamei, with her fingers that had touched the outhouse and hadn't been washed yet, grasped Luofengtang's arm tightly.

"My mouth, still whimpering: “Tang Yazi, I fell and broke all my bones, you quickly carry me back home!"

Luo Fengtang glanced at Yang Huamei's figure and shivered.

“Youngest Aunt Yang, I'll go call someone for you!”

"No, no, you bumped into me! So you have to carry..." Yang Huamei twisted her body and started acting coquettishly.

Luo Fengtang felt a chill run down his spine.

He no longer cared about propriety, he forcefully pulled his hand away from Yang Huamei's grasp, grabbed the wooden basin and ran back into the yard without looking back.

In the kitchen.

Yang Ruqing had just finished butchering the rabbit when she saw that Luofeng Tang hadn't returned with water yet. She was about to go out and see what was going on.

Suddenly, he ran back to the kitchen panting.

I went into the kitchen and sat down at the entrance of the stove, just like someone was chasing me.

Yang Ruqing was surprised, and glanced at the entrance of the kitchen. There was nothing there!

“Táng yázi, nǐ zǎ lái?”

She walked over and asked.

Luo Fengtang flushed red, looking like she wanted to speak but held back.

Seeing him like this, Yang Ruoqing was even more certain that something was up with him.

"Don't hide it from me, tell me, what did you bump into when you spilled the water?"

She crouched down beside him and asked again.

Luofeng Tang frowned and then stammered, recounting the incident where she had bumped into Yang Huamei earlier.

Although he tried to downplay Yang Huamei's extreme reaction, do you think Yang Ruqing is someone who would just let it slide?

She could conjure up the scene just from his few words.

Thinking of Yang Huamei's lovesick look, Yang Ruqing couldn't help but cover her mouth and laugh.

Seeing her smile, Luofeng Tang's face turned even redder.

"I told you I wouldn't say anything, but you insisted. Now that I have, you laugh at me!"

He frowned, looking dejected.

Yang Ruqing rarely saw him looking so down in front of her, so she quickly suppressed her smile.

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"Little Tang, don't be nervous, it's okay!"

She whispered to him, "If my sister-in-law dares to bother you, I'll slap her away!"

Luo Fengtang shook his head. "Let's not talk about that, let's cook!" Let me know if you'd like to translate any other text! ?

Okay!

Yang Ruqing responded with a sound, got up and walked to the stove.

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She put the chopped rabbit into a basin, "I'll go to the well and wash the rabbit first."

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"Hmm!" came his muffled reply from the hearth.

Yang Ruqing stepped out of the kitchen and casually closed the kitchen door.

At the well, washing a rabbit halfway through, she saw Tan Shi coming from upstairs.

He rushed to the back yard excitedly.

As Tan passed by the well, she caught sight of Yang Ruqing washing a rabbit.

A glimmer of surprise flashed across her eyes, followed by a snort as she turned away.

Yang Ruqing pretended she was air, washing the rabbit with an indifferent expression.

Tan must be going to meet Yang Huamei, who is likely using the restroom.

Just now Yang Huamei was hit, I don't know if she is still lying on the ground?

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Later, when Tan arrives, will Yang Huamei act like many times before and go to Tan and complain and act cute?

Yang Ruqing pricked up her ears, listening to the sounds from outside the backyard.

The backyard was calm...

Yang Ruqing was surprised, she lifted her head and looked over there in astonishment.

When she had finished washing the rabbit, neither Tan nor Yang Huamei appeared.

That's odd.

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Isn't Yang Huamei there? So Tan went to look for her?

Alright, I'm too lazy to deal with it. It's better for me to leave.

Holding the washed rabbit, he returned to the kitchen just as the big pot of rice was ready.

Yang Ruoqing put the rabbit aside to dry first, then grabbed a rice scoop and stood it on the clay pot in the middle of the stove, beginning to ladle out rice.

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A sweet fragrance filled the tiny kitchen.

Luo Fengtang stood up and watched Yang Ruohua scoop rice with interest.

“Qinger, your rice soup smells so good,” he said.

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Yang Ruoqing smirked with a hint of pride and said, "Of course! I have a secret recipe!"

"What secret recipe?" he asked with a smile in his eyes.

Yang Ruqing glanced at him: "Hee hee, I won't tell you unless you become my disciple!"

Luo Fengtang: “...”

Yang Ruqing smiled mischievously.

She pointed at the sweet potatoes mixed with those half-cooked rice grains, "Can you see anything different?"

At that point, Luo Fengtang suddenly realized what she meant.

Generally, people put the diced sweet potatoes in to cook after finishing boiling the rice.

While Qing'er put the sweet potatoes in when the rice was already cooking.

This way, sweet potatoes and rice grains are combined together.

The rice soup from the rice cooker was not only thick but also had a sweet, distinctive scent of sweet potato.