"Hey, okay."

Yang Ruoqing then picked up the bundle of things and walked to the main room.

The stuff is heavy and tightly packed, and I don’t know what it is.

In the hall, Mrs. Sun made a bowl of hot tea for Yang Hualin.

After Yang Hualin casually warmed his hands, he directly carried the bundle to the table and opened it in front of everyone.

Everyone gathered around, and the children also came in to see what was happening.

I saw that the bags were all filled with snacks, snacks, and cooked food.

"Here, I brought these back from the county, and you have a share in each room!"

Yang Hualin quickly distributed the gifts to each room.

Mrs. Liu was so happy when she saw the whole package of sauced chicken wings.

"The sun is really coming out from the west. I haven't eaten a melon seed from my second brother for more than ten years. What's happening now?"

Liu asked excitedly.

Others had similar reactions.

Yang Hualin grabbed another handful of jelly beans and stuffed them into Xiao An, then smiled at everyone and said, "This is the Winter Solstice. As the second brother, I can't come back from the county town empty-handed!"

"Bring you some gifts, everyone will be happy!"

Yang Ruoqing also laughed: "Second uncle, this is really not your style."

"You have a short hand when taking someone, and a short mouth when you eat someone. Why don't you just give us these sweet things and then ask me to do something for you later?"

Mrs. Liu hurriedly said: "Yes, there must be something wrong with you, second brother. Tell us quickly, otherwise we won't dare to eat."

Yang Hualin still smiled.

"You guys are really hard to take care of."

"If I don't bring you anything, I'll be called stingy and a monkey."

"I brought something, but they said my motives were not pure, haha..."

Everyone laughed.

At this time, brothers Yang Huazhong and Yang Huazhou came over.

Because it was getting dark and it was time for dinner.

There was a lot of food left at noon, and we all agreed to get together again in the evening.

Seeing Yang Hualin and the gifts he brought to each room, brothers Yang Huazhong and Yang Huazhou were also surprised.

But no matter how I asked, Yang Hualin never said anything was wrong.

Everyone had no choice but to forget it.

After collecting the gifts, the women went to the kitchen to prepare dinner.

The men stayed in the main room to talk about setting up a school. Yang Hualin took the time to return to the village to give gifts to Old Yang and his wife.

Let’s take a look at Yang Ruolan.

Dinner was cooked quickly.

Yang Hualin and Lao Yangtou came over.

"Why didn't mother come over?" Yang Huazhong asked Lao Yangtou.

Old Yangtou said: "The wind and snow are too heavy and she is too lazy to come over. I will just bring her a bowl later."

The dinner was still very lively.

Old Yangtou spent an afternoon adjusting his mood. Although he was still disappointed with Yang Yongxian, he said nothing more.

The eldest grandson even had the heart to retreat, and the old man knew that no matter how hard he whipped him, it would be useless.

Everyone has his own destiny, and being a teacher in the village is also a respectable thing.

That’s it!

…

This Winter Solstice Festival finally ended with everyone being happy.

After eating and drinking, everyone dispersed.

At night, the snow was still falling.

Pieces, like goose feathers, swept over everything in the world.

The layers of curtains hung down, and in the warm spring-like quilt, Luo Fengtang's thick and strong arms held Yang Ruoqing tightly in his arms.

He had already stripped naked, so she only had a bellyband.

He hugged her from behind, and the two of them were like a pair of red prawns.

Her smooth and delicate back pressed against his chest, just like pressing against a stove.

"ah……"

She couldn't help but let out a comfortable sigh.

"It would be great to marry a man."

"Keep my bed warm in the winter and fan me in the summer. It's warm in the winter and cool in the summer, it's really useful!" she said.

Luo Fengtang chuckled and tightened his arms holding her waist again.

"It wouldn't be a bad idea to have a wife!" he said.

"It's so soft and comfortable to hold in my arms and sleep at night!"

He said, a big hand slipped into her belly pocket.

He touched her bulging chest and rubbed it there.

Subtle feeling, awakened.

She giggled: "Why do you like touching that thing so much?"

Ever since she got married to him, whenever they slept together at night, he would touch her breasts.

Sometimes it happens that she is on her menstrual period and cannot live as a couple, so she may have to spend most of the night together.

Even when he fell asleep, his hand was always covering her chest.

Sometimes she turned over and his hand slipped. In his sleep, he would follow his instinct and put it back again.

Like a...child who hasn't grown up yet.

Very cute.

Hearing Yang Ruoqing's question, Luo Fengtang was a little embarrassed.

"I don't know why, I just like touching." He whispered.

"If you don't touch it with your hands, you won't feel at ease and won't be able to sleep well..." he added.

Yang Ruoqing: "..."

Could it be because he was taken back to Changping Village by Luo Laoer as soon as he landed, and he has been lacking maternal love since he was a baby?

So, even now that he is an adult, he has grown into a very strong and brave man.

However, deep in the soul, the insecurity caused by the lack of maternal love has never faded?

Thinking of this, Yang Ruoqing raised her hand and pressed his other hand tightly on her other side.

"If you like to touch me, I'll let you touch me. What's mine is yours!" she said.

When she said this, she felt like she was more than just his wife.

Mother's love is overwhelming in an instant.

Behind him, Luo Fengtang was silent for a moment when he heard her words.

Then, he suddenly turned her over so that she was facing him.

"I, I still want to drink..."

The light in the tent was very dim. When he said these words, his expression was nervous, shy, but also full of expectation and yearning.

He is completely like a child who wants to beg for candy.

Yang Ruoqing's heart softened into pieces.

She smiled slightly, stretched out her hands to hold his head, and buried his head in her arms...

This night, it was snowing happily outside.

Under the quilt, two young and hot bodies were also engaged in the most intimate and most vivid entanglement.

Lingering to death.
To be continued...