When Yang Ruoqing mentioned Hong'er's situation after following the Jin family, the corners of her mouth twitched slightly.

Not to mention Changping Village, there are probably no people who can take care of children like that in the eight villages in the dialect, right?

It's totally a mud monkey.

Hong'er, who was almost one year old, was still unsteady when walking. When Jin was cooking, washing and going to the toilet, Fu'er was the one taking Hong'er with her.

As for Fu'er himself, a boy about the same age as Dabai and Xiaozi, he also had to take care of Hong'er, who was a little younger than Luo Baobao.

When these two boys got together, Jin's house, which was already very messy, was, to be honest, even dirtier than the toilet in Lao Yang's house.

And Kim is even worse at doing housework.

Following two boys like this, there is no time to pick them up. Many times, Yang Yongxian comes back from school and comes to pick them up.

Or maybe Bao Suyun and Mr. Sun couldn't stand it anymore, so they took a special day to go over and help Ms. Jin wash the sheets and bedding and dry them.

If it weren't for the help of these people in the family, Jin's house would probably be uninhabitable.

"When your four cousins ​​were young, your aunt was really busy and couldn't take care of them." Sun's voice brought Yang Ruoqing back from her thoughts.

"At that time, your second brother and the others were just like Fu'er Hong'er now, you monkeys."

"But your uncle was here at that time. He is a clean person. Although he can't take care of the children himself, he will still urge your aunt to clean up the house."

"And your grandma, your grandma has bright eyes at that time. When she sees your cousins ​​being dirty, she will scold you, auntie."

"Especially Yongxian, who is one of the grandsons of our old Yang family, is even more tidied up."

"Your aunt doesn't know how to clean it up. It's just us aunties who help us do it."

"Now, your uncle is no longer here, and you can't see your baby anymore. You stay in the east room all day long."

"So Fu'er and Hong'er are completely wild children. When Liu'er comes in, at least Hong'er will have his mother to take care of him." Mrs. Sun added.

Yang Ruoqing nodded: "Yes, you can tell at a glance whether a child is raised by father and grandma or a child raised by mother."

No matter how you dress, how you speak, how you behave, how courageous you are.

Children who are led by different elders will behave differently.

Therefore, as for the child, if you have that condition, you should try to keep it by your side and take care of it by yourself.

"I heard your father, your fourth uncle, and your father talking about it. They all praised Liu'er for looking good." Mrs. Sun continued.

"We are busy giving gifts right now. When Liu'er comes in, Hong'er will have a mother."

"Your aunt doesn't have to drag two children by herself. It's hard to even get hot tea and rice into her stomach," she said.

Beside them, Yang Ruoqing and others nodded again, agreeing with Sun's words.

Yang Huazhong said: "After I finish drinking this bowl of tea, I will take the two taels of silver that Yongzhi brought back to my old house and give them to Master Qing'er."

"It's the end of October today, and we're getting married in the twelfth lunar month, with only a little more than a month left in between."

"Liu'er's illness should have recovered. It's time to send out the gifts in full swing so that she can be welcomed into the house in the twelfth lunar month," he said.

Sun said: "Come over after you finish drinking tea. Grandpa Qing'er must be sleeping, right? Do you want to go tomorrow?"

Yang Huazhong said: "It's okay, our dinner is quite early this night, the old couple probably haven't slept yet."

After taking a few sips of tea quickly, Yang Huazhong stood up and left.

Here, Yang Ruoqing still wants to accompany Sun. Her father has gone to the old house, Da'an is not at home, and Xiaoan has gone back to his room in the backyard to sleep.

One of Xiao Hua and Xiao Duo went to take care of Xiao An, while the other went to the kitchen to wash the dishes. Sun was the only one in the main room, so she felt a little lonely.

Unexpectedly, before the wish to accompany her was raised, Mrs. Sun had already urged her away.

"Qing'er, you should go back and have a rest quickly. I have to go back to the backyard to do some needlework." Mrs. Sun said, and stood up.

Yang Ruoqing was startled for a moment, and then she heard Sun continue: "Tangyazi must be tired after driving for so long. You should go back and rest quickly. Come back and play again tomorrow!"

Yang Ruoqing glanced at Luo Fengtang, and there was indeed a tired look on his handsome face.

"Okay, mother, don't sit there for too long. Take a rest as soon as my father comes back." She said.

"Okay, okay, I'll cook lunch tomorrow and you all can come over and eat," Mrs. Sun said.

Yang Ruoqing smiled and nodded.

The young couple went back to the yard next door together, took a shower, and lay down on the bed.

According to what I know about him, he came back from the county and was tired of not being together for three days. Regardless of whether he was tired from driving tonight, he would probably 'ask' for something from her tonight.

She was already prepared to be claimed by him, but——

When she finished taking a bath, changed into her sleeping clothes and returned to the bedroom from the shower room, she found him sitting on the bed, his handsome face looking calm.

No, because when she walked to the bed, he didn't even look up at her.

His brows were slightly furrowed, as if he was thinking about something, a little entangled and conflicted.

"What's wrong? Why do you look so worried?" Yang Ruoqing couldn't help but ask.

Luo Fengtang just raised his eyes and his eyes fell on her.

The expression on his face was indeed complicated, and he hesitated to speak.

"Oh, you know my temper. I can't bear to be teased by others. Tell me, what's going on?" Yang Ruoqing urged, sitting sideways by the bed.

Luo Fengtang said: "It's cold here. Come and wrap yourself in the quilt. I really have something to tell you in detail!"

"Um!"

Yang Ruoqing responded, quickly climbed onto the bed and sat under the quilt.

"What's going on? Tell me!" she said again.

It's rare to see such a look on his face. There must be something really happening that affects his emotions.

Could it be that there is another war in the south? Do you want him to go to the military camp?

Or maybe something happened to Daliao in the north?

Or is there any news from Prince Chen in the capital?

In the brief moment when she crawled from the edge of the bed to the bed, many speculations ran through Yang Ruoqing's mind.

"What's going on? Tell me quickly, this is going to make me anxious!"

After sitting on the quilt, Yang Ruoqing became even more anxious when she saw that he still looked hesitant and confused.

I couldn't help but hug his arm and urged him again.

Luo Fengtang turned his head and his complicated eyes fell on her face.

"Qing'er, you must first promise me that when you hear this, don't be too excited or expect too much."

"Because I'm afraid that the greater the hope, the greater the disappointment, and you won't be able to bear it,"

"As well as the elders in the family, let's not let any leaks out for the time being, okay?"

He stared into her eyes, word by word, and asked in a deep voice.

Seeing this formation, and thinking about his trip to the county and the Ministry of War, Yang Ruoqing suddenly thought of something.

The whole person's breath was suffocated, and instantly, his heartbeat suddenly jumped to his throat.
Chapter completed!