Ruan Qingling transmigrated and became the mother of a one-year-old child, notorious for her terrible reputation. Not only was she fierce by nature, but she was also inhumane.
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He came over carrying a carrying pole.
They left in a great hurry.
Ruan Qingling sat by the stove, talking to Ya Ya.
No one has ever taught Ya Ya to speak, so she develops slowly, everything is slow.
Suddenly, the bamboo fence was struck with a loud crackling sound.
Wang Guihua stood outside, holding a carrying pole in one hand and her other hand on her hip, and shouted, "Ruan Qingling, get out here!"
I didn't know that; I thought it was a female warrior going to the battlefield.
Ruan Qingling turned around and glanced at her daughter, then covered her eyes and said, "Yaya must be sleepy. Go to sleep. There's a crazy person outside. Let's ignore her."
There was only a bamboo fence outside, so Wang Guihua could hear Ruan Qingling's words clearly.
Wang Guihua angrily banged on the bamboo fence with a carrying pole: "Dare to speak ill of me? Get out here!"
Ruan Qingling just wouldn't come out.
If she says she won't come out, then she won't. What can you do about it?
Wang Guihua shouted outside for most of the day until her voice became hoarse.
She wasn't coming in because she'd been taken advantage of by Ruan Qingling last time, so she was going to call her out now.
But Ruan Qingling simply wouldn't care.
Wang Guihua had been shouting outside for a long time, and people knew she was causing trouble here, which actually made things worse for her.
She was furious and left.
I tapped the bamboo fence with a carrying pole.
Fortunately, the bamboo fence was sturdy; otherwise, it would have collapsed after being hit like that.
Ruan Qingling had just put her daughter to sleep.
When I put it inside the house, I came out and saw that Wang Guihua had already gone to the stove.
His eyes gleamed like a wolf's as he stared at the meat in the pot.
Wang Guihua: "Ruan Qingling, how dare you! You actually hoarded so much meat."
Ruan Qingling asked slowly and deliberately, "What's it to you?"