Early the next morning, Yang Ruoqing led Dazhi to Yang Huazhong's house next door to visit.

Dazhi kowtowed to Yang Huazhong and Sun Shina, and gave the gifts he brought to Lao Yangtou and Da'an Xiaohua and others.

"Gagong, Gapo, these are all local specialties from Yangzhou, and Zhier respects you."

"Oh, you kid, why does it cost so much money to come back? It's so wasteful!"

Sun took Dazhi's hand and looked up and down at the grandson, with joy in his eyes.

Yang Huazhong sat aside and nodded repeatedly with a smile on his face.

"Zhi'er, if you can come back to celebrate the New Year with your mother, it's the best gift for Gagong and Gapo! Come, sit down and talk." Yang Huazhong also greeted him repeatedly.

Dazhi thanked Yang Huazhong and looked at Yang Ruoqing again. Seeing Yang Ruoqing smiling and nodding at him, Dazhi sat down straightly.

Everyone was looking at Dazhi, and Daan even nodded in admiration as he looked at his grandson, who was almost catching up with his uncle.

Although Zhi'er's style is a little worse than Chen'er, is Chen'er's style comparable to that of ordinary people? It is rare in the entire Daqi, and it is the best among the best.

Although Zhi'er is not as good as Chen'er, Zhi'er herself is already an excellent young man. Her every move is elegant and full of bookish spirit.

Daan himself is a scholar. He likes to deal with scholars, so he found a random topic and started chatting with Zhi'er.

When their uncle and nephew were chatting, the others were also chatting.

They talked about them, they seemed to have no match for each other, but they all revolved around Dazhi and Yangzhou.

Of course, Dazhi spent his main energy on talking about problems with Da'an. He occasionally responded to other people's questions, but most of the time, Yang Ruoqing, the mother, answered on his behalf.

This seemingly disordered way of dialogue seems strange, but in fact it is surprisingly harmonious and warm.

"Zhi'er said he was back last night? Why didn't he say anything? Let's go over and see the child at night!" Yang Huazhong and Yang Ruoqing asked.

Yang Ruoqing said: "It was dark when I got home last night, so I didn't disturb you. Moreover, there was something wrong at home last night. Tang Yizi returned to the military camp overnight, so he didn't care about his parents' side."

Yang Huazhong and the others were all surprised, "The New Year is coming tomorrow. Why can't we slow down at this critical moment? At least we have had the New Year's Eve dinner before leaving!"

Yang Ruoqing smiled, "Master, father, mother, when you arrive at Tang Jizi's position, even if you sit at the New Year's Eve dinner table and pick up the chopsticks, the emperor's imperial edict will not put down the chopsticks immediately and leave?"

At this time, in order to show that he lived a long life, his experience and knowledge were beyond the reach of others, so he said: "That's right, Tang Yazi is a general, and the burden on his shoulders is not comparable to that of ordinary people. Doing work for the emperor and bringing peace to the country. Those who do big things are not limited to the details, and the same will be given to the New Year's Eve dinner next year!"

Yang Huazhong nodded in agreement: "That's right, our father is more knowledgeable and wise."

Yang Ruoqing also gave Lao Yang a gratitude, thanking these elders at home for their understanding and support.

Therefore, even though Sun's thoughts were similar to Wang Cuilian, he always felt that it was a bit regretful that he could not have the New Year's Eve dinner together, the men at home said so, and they could only suppress their own thoughts and could not say anything to drag them down.

Sun then continued to focus on Dazhi and asked Yang Ruoqing how long Dazhi could stay at home this trip, the situation in Yangzhou, etc.

Yang Ruoqing answered one by one patiently, and Sun looked around again and asked Yang Ruoqing: "Where is Bao'er? Why didn't she come with you?"

Yang Ruoqing smiled and said, "I slept with me last night. I forgot the time I talked. I'm sleeping in!"

Sun smiled lovingly and said, "Baoer has to get up early and practice qigong all year round, regardless of cold or heat. It's so hard. It's rare to go home for the New Year. It's also cold in the morning, so it's better to stay in bed for a while."

Yang Ruoqing nodded. It was true. The palms of my daughter's hands were calloused in her palms. After the skin broke, it condensed again. After the skin broke, it condensed again and again. It was layer by layer. Year by year, all the tears and sweat were condensed in those hands that were not in line with their age.

But Yang Ruoqing believes that God will not treat anyone's efforts and sweat unfairly. Sooner or later, one day, she will become a butterfly, and all this will be her glory. In a sentence from Little Pony, it is: Yes, this is the beautiful symbol of Luo Baby!

Soon, Blacksmith Luo came over. He first greeted Lao Yangtou and Yang Huazhong and the others, and then said to Dazhi: "Zhi'er, Grandpa has set up your carriage for you. The coachman you brought back has also eaten. Do you think when will you leave?"

Dazhi immediately stood up and said to Luo Blacksmith: "Uncle, I'll leave now."

Then, he said goodbye to Da'an and the others.

Da'an also stood up, a little surprised: "Big nephew, where are you going after you just came back?"

Dazhi pursed his lips and smiled faintly: "To be honest, several cousins ​​from relatives came to Yangzhou. They had long been thinking about the customs and customs of Niushan, so I came to visit and I'll go and receive them."

Da'an said meaningfully, "Oh" and stopped asking more.

If you are a few classmates or good brothers of the past, that's nothing.

The meaning of cousin and other cousins ​​is a bit different.

But this is Dazhi's private affairs, and it is also the private affairs of his sister's family. He is inconvenient to ask more questions about his brother-in-law, and I believe his parents will definitely ask about it later.

Sure enough, Dazhi left with Luo Blacksmith, and Sun couldn't wait to find out about Yang Ruoqing.

"What cousin is still here so far? What's going on?"

Not only did Sun's face look anxious, but Old Yangtou and Yang Huazhong were also watching here. Obviously, this news also touched their hearts.

Yang Ruoqing suddenly realized that her gossip gene might start with them...

"Mom, this is how things are..."

Yang Ruoqing then said the general story in a simplified manner, and the meaning was similar to what Dazhi said. Anyway, she just came here to play, nothing else.

Obviously, the people in this room are not children. Everyone looks at me and I look at you, and they obviously say that they don’t believe it.

Old Yang said directly: "The conditions for Dazhi are placed on the relatives in his hometown in Yangzhou, but a piece of fat meat dripping with fat were all opened their mouths and wanted to eat this piece of meat into their mouths!"

Yang Huazhong was speechless about the old man's example, "Dad, it's obvious that he wants to get married in-laws, why does it become a food and drink in your old mouth? And it sounds very greasy."
Chapter completed!