The Fierce Farm Girl Has A Secret Space

"Dad, Ruhuai is still so young..." Feng Caie’s heart ached at the sight, and she hurried over to hold her son in her arms, "Otherwise, hit me instead..."

Yang Peili could only let go.

"Why are you hitting Ruhuai?" Yang Anshi inside the house could no longer hold back, "Why not hit those with ill intentions? Ruhuai, come here, my dear darling..." Nᴇw novel chapters are publɪshed on NoᴠᴇFɪre.nᴇt

Taking the opportunity, Feng Caie carried her son into the room, but out of spite, she didn’t go to Yang Anshi’s room, but rather returned to her own. However, it wasn’t long before the heart-wrenching cries of Yang Ruohuai could be heard from the room, along with the sound of tables and chairs being overturned.

"Dani, Xiaofeng, come on in." Yang Peili’s smile was somewhat sheepish, "Take a seat inside. Your grandma is not feeling well... Your second uncle and Rusong went to the Feng family village to deliver festival gifts, and your fourth uncle..." He couldn’t finish the sentence.

"If grandma isn’t feeling well, then we should go find a doctor to have a look," said Yang Ruxin with a smile, "But that shout just now sounded pretty robust to me." Then she took Xiaofeng’s hand and walked into the main room. She knew where everyone else had gone: Yang Baichuan was taking his eldest son, soon-to-be Scholar Yang Rusong, to give gifts to his father-in-law and also to receive some advice, since the old Feng head was, after all, a seasoned Scholar.

But Yang Baifu also went to the same village, Dong Family Village, where the father-in-law lived, but not to give gifts. Instead, he went to meet with Widow Lv.

Yang Peili chuckled awkwardly twice.