The Fierce Farm Girl Has A Secret Space

"What are you blabbering about, woman? Just go to sleep," Yang Baichuan irritably shot back after being poked one time too many.

"Sleep? How can you still sleep?" Feng Caie countered with contempt, curling her lip, "I’m telling you, don’t push me too far. If you do, I’ll kick you out just the same..."

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"You..." Yang Baichuan felt his pride wounded, and he suddenly sat up, "Alright, actually, I don’t know much either, it’s just my own speculation. Originally, my mother was also pregnant with twins..."

After hearing her husband’s words, Feng Caie was a bit taken aback, but she quickly showed a look of disdain: "Whatever the truth is, I’m telling you I want to separate. Your parents have absolutely no sense of human kindness." Feng Caie snorted coldly, "I’m laying it out here: if you don’t agree, I’ll take the children and go back to my parents’ home..."

Meanwhile, in the main house of the Yang family at the back of the village, Yang Ruxin was telling a story to everyone. It had become a habit by now; whenever there was free time, everyone would exercise, read, and write. But every evening after dinner, up to bedtime, a whole hour was reserved for Yang Ruxin to tell stories. By this time, even Dao Xuzi and Xiaobai would no longer run around. Naturally, the audience for the storytelling had grown considerably, so the room was packed with listeners.

Everyone was thoroughly engrossed in the tale when Xiaobai suddenly stood up, and then a series of knocks at the door followed: "Auntie, big cousin..."

Xun Hui was the first to stand up, but instead of heading out, she looked at Yang Ruxin: "It’s... It’s Ruyu..."

"What’s she here for?" Sanni frowned, "Who knows what trouble has come up this time..."