Because in her cognitive world, although it has been washed away and modified by mysterious things again and again, there is still a corner of the concept that the world is material and energy is conserved.

She believes that if there is a soul, it should exist in a special space. The universe is huge, and there may be countless spaces. Our demise in this world may be a re-start in another space, birth and death, and endless reincarnation.

It is said that three women make a play, but when four women come together, it is not just a play, but a heart-wrenching and painful play.

People who have not participated in it will never imagine what they went through in just one meal.

No, on the way away from the pasture, Yang Huazhong clearly felt that something was obviously wrong with the mood of his old wife walking beside him.

Several times he couldn't help but want to ask, but since the elders and juniors were all around, it was inconvenient to ask.

After finally reaching home, everyone dispersed. Yang Huazhong found an opportunity to take Mrs. Sun back to the backyard room and began to question her in detail.

Sun's tears, which she had been holding back all the way, rolled down again. Yang Huazhong was shocked and thought she was being bullied by someone.

After some questioning, I found out that Ms. Sun became sad because of Yang Ruoqing's bizarre dream that reminded her of her deceased mother.

"Don't cry, don't cry. In two days we will go to Sunjiagou to burn incense for my mother-in-law. Then we will burn more things for her!"

Yang Huazhong patted Sun's back to comfort her.

If the burned things can really reach the hands of deceased relatives in another world, that would indeed be a good thing.

At least it gives the living people something to hope for.

When Yang Ruoqing returned home, she happened to meet Wang Cuilian and Zheng Xiaoqin face to face.

"Xiaoqin is here? Don't you want to sit down for a while?"

Seeing Zheng Xiaoqin coming over to help feed the children again, Yang Ruoqing showed sincere gratitude on her face and sincerely invited her to stay and have another cup of tea.

Zheng Xiaoqin smiled and said, "I've been sitting here for a while. It's time to go back. I'll come back tomorrow."

"Okay, then I'll give it to you."

"No need, Sister Qing'er, you can go back, the two kids are sleeping."

In this case, Yang Ruoqing had to stand at the door and watch for a while before walking back with Wang Cuilian.

Wang Cuilian told Yang Ruoqing: "Xiaoqin came here today to feed the children. Seeing that the sun was good, she discussed with me and we gave the two children a big bath together. After the bath, we put on clothes and carried them to the yard.

He would feed him under the sun inside, and when he was fed, he would fall asleep."

Yang Ruoqing could imagine the scene. The two little guys were warm and lazy, just like two kittens with cute breasts.

"It's really hard work for her, and she can think of it so thoughtfully," Yang Ruoqing said.

Wang Cuilian nodded, "Yes, I found that Zheng Xiaoqin is a really good woman. It is a blessing for Jiang Xianjun to marry her as his wife."

Yang Ruoqing thought about it, but she still had to say: "Jiang Xianjun is already blessed with good fortune. Even if he is not Zheng Xiaoqin but Mianmian, he is still blessed."

Mianmian is no worse than Zheng Xiaoqin in every aspect, and Mianmian's natal family is more powerful than Zheng Xiaoqin's.

Wang Cuilian was stunned for a moment and said hurriedly: "Of course, Mianmian is also a good girl who is hard to find even with a lantern. They are both good. I can only say that fate is very strange. Zhang San, Li Si, Wang

Er Mazi, each of these has already been arranged in Yue Lao's marriage book, so just follow them."

Yang Ruoqing smiled, despite what he said, some people are single based on their strength. Even if Yue Lao replaces the red rope with a steel bar, he can break it.

That person was none other than her younger cousin Yang Yongqing, who was in his early thirties and had a daughter. Three blind dates failed, and the last time he and Zheng Xiuzhi almost fell in love, but the engagement was temporarily broken off!

Yang Ruoqing came to the backyard and found Luo Fengtang doing business at the desk in the bedroom. Two cradles were placed on his right. After a while, he would turn his head to look at the two children to make sure they were sleeping well, and then he would continue

Review official documents.

"You can't do two things at once. Your review of official documents is so perfunctory!"

The curtain was gently opened, and Yang Ruoqing entered the inner room quietly.

The inner room was as warm as spring, so hot that she immediately felt that the cloak on her body had become a burden, so she took it off and threw it on the lazy couch aside, and went straight over to see the children.

When Luo Fengtang saw her coming back, he put down the official document in his hand and stood up. He walked over and picked up the cloak she had thrown on the couch, patted the dust off, and then hung it on a hanger on a tree stump standing nearby.

Yang Ruoqing was holding the cradle and watching the two children sleeping.

The child, who is not yet a hundred days old, looks the same every day. His little face is chubby. When he falls asleep, his little mouth is slightly pursed, his breathing is even, quiet, pure, and uncontested.

People's hearts softened.

"Is it cold outside? Have a sip of hot tea."

Luo Fengtang came behind her and touched her arm gently.

Yang Ruoqing turned her head and smiled happily at him.

"I drank a lot of tea today." She said with a smile, holding the tea, she turned back to the desk and sat directly on the stool where he had been sitting.

Luo Fengtang came over and pulled her up from the stool.

"You're sitting in the wrong place." He said, and he sat down smoothly.

Yang Ruoqing was stunned for a moment.

How dare this guy not let her sit? Is he trying to rebel?

Her waist tightened, and the next second she was pulled by him to sit on his lap.

He hugged her and said seriously: "This is where you should sit."

Yang Ruoqing smiled.

She freed up a hand and pinched his face gently, distorting his originally stern face until it looked a bit slippery and funny.

He grabbed her evil hand, fearing to wake the child, and asked in a low voice: "Did you enjoy going to the pasture today?"

Yang Ruoqing nodded, "I'm so happy. I ate a lot of delicious food, and even some belly pork."

“Belly pork belly?”

Seeing his raised eyebrows, Yang Ruoqing couldn't help but ask: "Look at your reaction, have you ever eaten belly pork before?"

Luo Fengtang nodded, "Is it the kind that uses the belly of a cow or sheep to wrap diced meat or something like that, and then tie the ends tightly?"

"Yes, that's right. When did you eat it? Where did you eat it?"

"I had it once when I went to the north to handle military affairs a long time ago."

"Then do you like to eat?"

Luo Fengtang shook his head, "Maybe the store's cooking method was too rough. The mutton used in it was half lean and half fat. It was not processed well and was a bit fishy."

"It smells fishy? It's really not good to eat, but the belly pork made by Xiaoduo today is very good. I ate a whole two and a half, but it made me exhausted."
Chapter completed!