Supreme peasant girl to turn over

Chapter 152
Of the two girls who were married and engaged in the second family, one said that she was married by her natal family, and the other was engaged because she was a scholar, and she was willing in her heart.

But what satisfied Zhao Yuehong the most was the eldest girl from the third family. She was finally the one to marry, but she didn't expect that Yang Cuiju was a worthless man who couldn't control her man. Bet, in the end, it still fell on her.

Zhao Yuehong was in a bad mood, so she wanted to find someone to point out to Yang Lihua or Yang Fengxian, but Yang Fengxian hadn't reached the point yet, and she couldn't speak, so Zhao Yuehong's thoughts were focused on Yang Lihua.

But who would have expected that Yang Lihua would have skin-to-skin relationship with the dead and hopeless Wu Daniu, this is great, the rich master in the county would not like such a concubine with a bad reputation, not to mention that Yang Lihua is also pretty. It doesn't look good, and it's even more difficult to do.

The more she thought about it, the more unsightly Zhao Yuehong's face became. Looking at Yang Cuiju, her complexion darkened, "It's all useless like you, then Liu Miao is your man after all, how bad can he treat you? You're the only worthless person." That's why you made such a small matter so big, I'll tell Liu Miao to take you back home as soon as possible tomorrow!"

Yang Fengxian's expression concealed anger, but Yang Cuiju's face was still expressionless, but because of her always weak personality, she did not dare to confront Zhao Yuehong, so she could only silently endure the indiscriminate ridicule.

Pei Xiaoyao looked at Yang Fengxian's flushed little face, and narrowed his eyes. Against the backdrop of the night, his face, which was originally like a fairy, looked more like a fallen fairy who had fallen into the mortal world.

He coughed lightly, and Yang Fengxian noticed it and said with concern in a low voice: "What's wrong, cousin, are your lungs still not feeling well? I brought you a licorice pill for nourishing the lungs, would you like to take one?"

Pei Xiaoyao shook his head, motioning her to look at him, then Pei Xiaoyao took out a soybean from his sleeve, and flicked it in Zhao Yuehong's direction very quickly.

Tonight is the night of Mid-Autumn Festival, the moonlight is hazy, and the Yang family cherishes the lamp oil very much, so they just take advantage of the moonlight to eat in the yard.In the dimness, no one noticed the flashing soybeans.

Zhao Yuehong, who had been chattering and cursing Yang Cuiju, suddenly felt a tightness in her chest and burst into a loud cough.Hualancao was startled by the side, and quickly poured a bowl of herbal tea for Zhao Yuehong to drink, but not only ignored the matter, but made Zhao Yuehong choke several mouthfuls.

Hua Lancao put down the herbal tea and patted her on the back. It took a while for Zhao Yuehong to stop coughing, but her throat was already on fire, and she was too thirsty to speak.

Yang Fengxian looked at Pei Xiaoyao unexpectedly, a faint smile floated on Pei Xiaoyao's lips, and the mole on the lower right of the eye also seemed to smile slightly: "It's just acupuncture points."

His voice was also very weak, only Yang Fengxian who was sitting next to him could hear it, not even Yang Quanxi who was sitting beside him.

Yang Fengxian was nervous for a while, and frowned, Pei Xiaoyao smiled even more: "Don't worry, it's just a sound transmission. Only you can hear my words."

Only then did Yang Fengxian loosen her brows and smiled slightly.

Pei Xiaoyao's expression was a little dazed, for some reason, he just didn't like the way Yang Fengxian frowned.The Yang Fengxian in his heart should be proud or carefree and heartless with a smile.

He doesn't know when, he always suddenly thinks of Yang Fengxian's smile, which can only be regarded as a handsome appearance, but a pair of eyes are bright and kind, and the aura is compelling. Sometimes he smiles like a cunning little fox, secretly thinking of something The look of a bad idea.

Sometimes it's heartless, and it makes people feel very ironic when they look at it, making him feel like they want to get close unconsciously.

When I was on the mountain with my master before, there was no other person except the master. The master was also a master and a father. After pulling him up, he let him go down the mountain to practice.

But after he traveled among the people for a period of time, by chance, he calculated that the current emperor was in danger, so he went to the imperial city to speak.But I didn't expect that Jinshang didn't believe him, and this is how the legend of the national teacher's prophecy became famous all over the world.

Since becoming a national teacher, he has seen a lot of beautiful women, even the concubines in the harem, but those women may be noble, or arrogant, or ladies, or charming, none of them are like Yang Fengxian. One that is very comfortable and wants to be close to.

Pei Xiaoyao has never known love, so he doesn't know this kind of feeling, which is called "heart-wrenching" by the world. He just feels that when he thinks of Yang Fengxian, there is a feather in his heart that is gently fluttering. A slightly numb but not offensive feeling.

"Oh my old bones!"

Zhao Yuehong's wailing brought back Pei Xiaoyao's thoughts, he came back to his senses, and casually looked at the mischievous old woman.

At this moment, the four Yang Jiazhong brothers had already surrounded him, Zhao Yuehong slapped Yang Jiaxiao aside, "Go away, if it wasn't for your good girl, would you be so angry with me, my old lady!"

Yang Jiaxiao took two steps back in silence, and resisted for the first time: "Mother, why are you angry with me? My son won't say no, but my daughter has been wronged and bullied. A father can't go I already feel that I am useless enough to vent my anger on her, so don't talk about her, okay?"

Zhao Yuehong didn't realize Yang Jiaxiao's change, but felt that this son who had always been a bully dared to resist her, which made her feel very upset: "Am I still wrong? Then Liu Miao is willing to give two taels of silver as a dowry, already I just looked at her high, Yang Cuiju is really capable of living like this."

Yang Quanxi clenched his fists and stood up and said, "Grandma, what's wrong with the elder sister? Did you really ask about Liu Miao before? I heard that Liu Miao was a person with all kinds of poisons, and girls from good families are all I didn’t want to marry him, so I increased the dowry to buy a wife, unfortunately, my eldest sister is the poor girl who was sold.”

Yang Quanxi's words were ugly, which made Zhao Yuehong's face turn ugly: "What is selling? That's your big sister, Yang Quanxi, can you speak better?"

Yang Fengxian also stood up: "Grandma, you want us to talk nicely, but you also need to do things nicely. This thing is too ugly, and it won't sound nice even if you talk badly."

Yang Cuiju looked at her father, her younger brother and younger sister were standing in front of her, her lips were trembling, such younger siblings made her willing to jump back into the pit of fire again without hesitation, she only hoped to find a good match for her younger siblings, don't worry about it I am dragged down by myself.

Anyway, she has been like this all her life, and she must not ruin the future of her older brother and younger sister.Thinking of this, Yang Cuiju secretly made up her mind.

Zhao Yuehong took a few deep breaths before suppressing the desire to scream and slap Yang Jiaxiao on the face: "Look at the good children you have raised! You made your own grandma angry like this, Yang Jiaxiao, Are you worthy of your name!"

(End of this chapter)