The Fierce Farm Girl Has A Secret Space

Chapter 1702: Chapter 1702: Gold (4)

After breakfast the next day, the third uncle and the others returned to the capital to report, and at noon, Gu Qingheng’s letter arrived, telling her not to worry about what others said, and to do things according to her own wishes.

Although Gu Qingheng didn’t explicitly say what to do, he clearly conveyed his meaning, so Yang Ruxin felt relieved.

Of course, Gu Qingheng also said not to believe any rumors; his skills were not so lacking that any woman could outsmart him.

Yang Ruxin dismissed this with a laugh; she had never even thought of betrayal.

Apart from the letter, what made Yang Ruxin even happier was that Xiaohei brought back Xiaolun’s entire family this time, returning on the eagle’s back.

Seeing the family in three colors: green, silver, and gold, Yang Ruxin expressed great curiosity.

Xiaolun scoffed at Yang Ruxin; didn’t you know that my ancestor was a golden snake?

Yang Ruxin shook her head; she really didn’t know that. She only knew that the ancient Goddess Nuwa was human-headed and snake-bodied, but what color, she really didn’t know.

Xiaolun couldn’t even be bothered to scoff; anyway, it’s just that his son is a throwback to ancestral form.

Yang Ruxin was even more curious: Aren’t you hermaphrodites? How did you have a child? This question wasn’t answered by Dao Xuzi or Tang Wanqian, and it had been on her mind for a long time.

Xiaolun scoffed at her even more: He and his wife are both hermaphrodites, okay? Not neither male nor female, so having children is normal, right?

Yang Ruxin scratched her head; okay then, since you already have a child, you have my respect, but... is Gold male or female?

Gold was the name she gave their child.

Xiaolun flicked his tongue: A son, of course he’s male! Who says this woman is smart? Obviously, she’s as stupid as a pig!

Yang Ruxin had a dark line on her forehead; she raised her hand and tapped Xiaolun’s head. Having a son is so great, huh? Still dares to despise her...

Xiaolun ran off in a flash. Yes, it’s great. If you have the skills, you should have a son too for people to see...

Yang Ruxin was frustrated; without the arrival of her first period, could this body be sterile? Even Dao Xuzi was helpless; after so long of recuperation, there was no movement at all, what could she do?

Just as Yang Ruxin was brooding, very quickly the first month was over, and it was the day of Yang Xiaoliu and Liang Xiaoyu’s wedding. The day before, Yang Ruxin brought along a group of girlfriends to help her prepare for the marriage. That night, Sanni, Li Xiang, and Li Jiaya stayed over to keep her company throughout the night. Early the next morning, Yang Xiaoliu rode on a tall horse borrowed from Yang Ruxin, led a procession of four sedan chairs, circled the village once amidst the band and noise, then arrived at the Liang Family. After a series of challenges posed by a group of little companions, he finally entered the Liang Family, first bowing to his father-in-law and mother-in-law, then Liang Tie carried the veiled Liang Xiaoyu out and placed her into the sedan chair.

Originally, Liang Xiaoyu was supposed to cry, as they say, ”the bridal cry,” but, with her parental home and in-laws being equally far, she truly couldn’t cry, only managing a loud wail.

Yang Ruxin’s corner of the mouth twitched, quickly lowered her head, keeping herself from bursting into laughter.

But the others were not so restrained, and someone in the crowd started laughing.

And once one person laughed, the others followed suit.

”Marriage is a joyful event, everyone should laugh,” said the village chief’s wife, Lin Xiaoling, waving her hand. ”Now each family has an additional son, and the Yang Family has gained a good daughter-in-law; how could we not be happy...”