Yang Ruoqing was stunned.

Some indescribable feelings suddenly welled up in her heart, and she sighed that her child had really grown up, and there was a heart that was gradually becoming more sensible hidden under the cheerful appearance, which made her feel more relieved.

But the child's caution and consideration made her feel a little heavy. She felt that the motherly love she thought was the best had actually created a chain for the child, locking the child's hands and feet, preventing her from letting go.

Do what you want to do.

Taking a deep breath, Yang Ruoqing raised her head and said to Luo Fengtang: "Okay, I won't stop you. Just how do you think this child should be raised? Follow her interests and hobbies!"

Luo Fengtang breathed a sigh of relief.

Yang Ruoqing added: "But I have a request that you must agree to. You must also convey it to her and ask her to agree to it."

"Say." Luo Fengtang said.

Yang Ruoqing said: "Before the age of fifteen, no matter how good her boxing and kicking skills are, you cannot take her to the battlefield!"

Luo Fengtang thought for a moment and nodded heavily.

He reached out and hugged Yang Ruoqing into his arms, "Don't worry, she is my daughter, and I care about her no less than you do!"

Yang Ruoqing snuggled into his arms and sighed helplessly: "Yes, our old Luo family will have a successor in the future, and a female general will be born soon."

…

Luo Fengtang sent Yang Ruoqing to the door of Yang Huazhong's yard, watched her enter the yard, and then entered the brightly lit hall, before turning around and returning to his home.

In the main room, when Yang Ruoqing arrived, Lao Yangtou and the others were almost there.

As usual, Old Yangtou sat at the head seat of the Eight Immortals Table, smoking a dry cigarette. Behind the fluttering smoke rings was the old man's face with an unknown expression.

Yang Huazhong and Yang Huaming were sitting on the left and right. In addition, the first cousin Yang Yongxian and the third cousin Yang Yongzhi were sitting on the same stool.

Yang Yongxian looked like a prisoner about to be interrogated, with his head drooped and dejected that Yang Ruoqing couldn't bear to look at.

"Qing'er, I'm waiting for you. Come and sit here."

Cao Bamei waved to Yang Ruoqing, and Yang Ruoqing hurried over and sat next to Cao Bamei.

Turning around and looking again, Mrs. Sun and Xiaohua were not there. They were probably afraid that Feng'er would cause trouble, so they took Feng'er to the backyard early.

"Dad, Qing'er is here too. You can say whatever you want to say." Yang Huazhong reminded in a low voice.

Lao Yang nodded, blew out a cigarette ring from his mouth, then pulled out the tobacco stick from his mouth and knocked it on the table leg next to him. His majestic and solemn gaze swept over the people on the table in front of him.

He sighed heavily.

"I called you here tonight because I want to tell you that our old Yang family has been upright and aboveboard all our lives. This time, we are going to be stabbed in the back!" he said.

"Dad, you are serious. In my opinion, this is a good thing. It means that Yongxian has grown up, enlightened, gained skills, and added a child to our old Yang family. This is a good thing..." Yang Huaming smiled

laughed.

Old Yang glared at Yang Huaming: "Don't show your tricks, that's irresponsible behavior!"

The old man raised the cigarette pole in his hand and pointed it at Yang Yongxian, but he said to Yang Huaming: "If Yongxian and Li Xiuxin are not reconciled, then this child will be justifiable, and I will naturally clap my hands and rejoice that our old Yang family has another child.

"

"But now Yongxian and Li Xiuxin have nothing to lose, but they have made a baby out of another woman's belly. What do others think? This is not in line with Yongxian's status as a talented scholar!" said the old man.

"What's more, the Liao family has already married our old Yang family. The girl from the Liao family will enter the Mid-Autumn Festival in August, which is more than three months away. The Liao family has hired carpenters to come back to arrange the dowry."

"Now that such a scandal has happened, what should we do? Hey!" The old man sighed and frowned in confusion.

Yang Huaming was still smiling secretly, and said: "Dad, don't always think about scandals and stab people in the spine. If those outsiders could really talk people to death with just one tongue, there wouldn't be so many people in the world.

The bad guy!"

He glanced at Yang Yongxian again, and then said: "Dad, you have to think on the bright side. This Li Xiuxin is pregnant with our Yongxian baby after all. People are treasures. Isn't this what you always say?

?”

"Look at Yongxian, we are already thirty years old. It's not easy to become a father. It's a good thing!"

Old Yang's brows furrowed into knots and he said: "If the Liao girl enters the house, she can also have a baby!"

Yang Huaming said: "This is not necessarily the case. For women who can give birth, giving birth to a baby is like an old hen laying eggs, every one of them is accurate."

"But for those who can't have children, it will be a lifetime thing. Besides, what if we have three girls in front of us like Liu?"

Hearing this, Old Yang remained silent.

Cao Bamei, who was sitting next to Yang Ruoqing, also visibly stiffened.

Yang Ruoqing felt the changes in Cao Bamei, and thought that Cao Bamei had given birth to two daughters in succession when she married her second cousin Yang Yongjin.

Yang Ruoqing then spoke up and said: "Master, fourth uncle, I think the topic of our family meeting tonight should be how to solve this matter. We should focus on the marriage of the cousin and the girl from the Liao family. Now we are discussing whether to have a boy or a girl.

It’s still a little far away.”

Yang Huaming remained silent.

Lao Yang nodded: "Well, Qing'er is right to remind you, we have already digressed."

"Qing'er, what do you think about this matter? Do you think it's the best way to get both sides done?" The old man slid up the pole and asked Yang Ruoqing again.

Yang Ruoqing smiled: "There is no way to have both ends of the spectrum for this kind of thing. If you succeed in one, you will definitely offend the other."

Old Yangtou frowned again.

Yang Ruoqing turned her head and her eyes fell on Yang Yongxian, who was sitting opposite her and remained silent.

"Brother, you are the perpetrator of this incident. Li Xiuxin jumped into the river for you. You have created such a big hornet's nest. Now is not the time for you to be silent." She said clearly.

Yang Yongxian raised his bitter face and glanced at Yang Ruoqing, and said angrily: "I'm so obsessed. If God gives me a chance to come back, I won't make that mistake even to death!"

Yang Ruoqing said: "Brother, it's useless to say these words of regret and self-blame now. There is no regret medicine in the world."

"Right now, in order to get this matter sorted out, you must first tell us frankly and honestly what is going on?"

"Didn't you reconcile with Li Xiu before? Didn't you announce to everyone that your relationship had broken down? Why did you get involved again?" Yang Ruoqing asked straight to the point.

Old Yangtou also said quickly: "Yes, yes, Yongxian, Qing'er is right. Your third uncle and I will go to the school to find you in the afternoon. You are still hesitant and unwilling to tell the truth, and you shirk that you have to go to class.

Send us home early."
Chapter completed!