The father and daughter have not seen each other for more than a year. When they meet now, it is conceivable that Yang Ruoqing, Tuoba Xian, Wang Cuilian and others can't get in at all. Luo Fengtang is completely taken care of by Luo Baobao.

Unless going to the toilet, at other times, Baby Luo clings to Luo Fengtang the whole time.

"People say that a daughter is a close-fitting little cotton-padded jacket for her parents. Look, ours is like maltose. You can't even pull it off."

While cooking dinner in the backyard kitchen, Yang Ruoqing couldn't help but joke with Wang Cuilian.

Wang Cuilian also had a smile on her face as she said, "This child is very clingy to Tang Yazi. He has been clinging to her since he was a child."

Yang Ruoqing said: "Yes, my mother has become her second choice, hahaha..."

Wang Cuilian glanced at Yang Ruoqing and said jokingly: "Chen'er clings to you. If you have a pair of children, one clings to the other, neither of them will be offended."

"If you think this girl is just clinging to her father, then I'll have another girl and I'll make sure she clings to you."

Hearing Wang Cuilian's words, Yang Ruoqing smiled and shook her head: "As for having a baby, Tang Yazi and I have no plans at the moment."

The reason why I say 'at present' is to comfort the elders.

In fact, the truth is that she did not refuse to have children, but Luo Fengtang did not want to have children.

The reason was that he was frightened when she had difficulty giving birth to the twins, and he didn't want her to make any mistakes in this regard.

Moreover, when it comes to heirs, Luo Fengtang's consistent principle is to strive for excellence rather than more.

The two children, both sons and daughters, should be raised and taught well. I don’t ask for their glory in the future. I just want them to grow up healthily and safely, without illness or disaster, and live a stable life like countless ordinary people.

Moreover, the few children we have now cannot spend as much time with him as they want. The child Dazhi has been raised and raised, and he has developed resentment.

If there were more children, the energy spent on each child would be evenly divided, and the children, not pets, could just be given food and drink.

Children are human beings, and they have wisdom and their own ideas. If one of the parents is negligent, or favors one over the other, it will not be good for the child.

Therefore, after careful consideration, Luo Fengtang decisively gave up the idea of ​​having another child.

The couple grew up watching Chen'er and Bao Bao. As for Dazhi, if he is willing to come back one day, they will naturally welcome him with open arms.

If Dazhi eats the weight and becomes determined and never comes back, then they will take care of him overtly and covertly to ensure that Dazhi, the child, has a worry-free life.

Finally at night, Baby Luo was sleepy and went back to his room to sleep, and Luo Fengtang finally returned to Yang Ruoqing.

"How do you feel now? Do you have a headache? Is your nose stuffy? How is your throat?"

Yang Ruoqing brought a bowl of hot decoction and placed it on the desk in front of Luo Fengtang.

Luo Fengtang was reading a military book on the table. Hearing this, he put the military book aside and looked at Yang Ruoqing with gentle eyes.

Seeing her worried look in his eyes, he smiled and shook his head.

"I'm thick-skinned and there's nothing wrong with me," he said.

Then he reached out his hand to her.

Yang Ruoqing put her hand in his palm, then he pulled her onto his lap and sat down sideways.

"There are a lot of stools in this room, why do you want me to sit on your lap? My daughter will laugh when she comes in later and sees it." Yang Ruoqing said a little embarrassed.

Luo Fengtang glanced at the other side of the door curtain and said, "My daughter has gone to bed and will not come over until tomorrow morning."

His hand smoothly touched her waist, stroking it gently through a layer of clothes.

Yang Ruoqing's cheeks felt a little hot, but her attention was not on these aspects at the moment.

She turned to look at him and said seriously: "You said you have rough skin and thick flesh, but the coldness is hidden in your body and will burst out when you find an opportunity."

"Qing'er, don't worry, your man and I are really thick-skinned. If you don't believe it, just touch and see."

He grabbed her hand and stuffed it into his clothes.

She pressed it directly against the skin of his chest, allowing her to feel his strong heartbeat.

Yang Ruoqing gently pinched his chest with her fingers. These strong and elastic chest muscles, to be honest, are really sexy!

"No matter how thick-skinned and thick-skinned, they are still flesh and blood." She took out her hand and coaxed him: "Be obedient, stop making trouble now, drink this bowl of isatis root, just to take precautions."

"I'll be relieved if you drink. If you don't drink, I'll nag you all night long and bore you to death!" she said.

Luo Fengtang smiled.

Yang Ruoqing likes to see him smile, because his eyes are really beautiful, with sharp eyebrows and phoenix eyes, and the corners of his eyes slightly rise when he smiles.

"I will definitely drink the decoction made by Qing'er," he said.

His eyes fell on the bowl of yellow-brown concoction with a bitter aroma: "Isatis root? This name is a bit strange. I have never heard of it before."

Yang Ruoqing smiled and said: "This isatis root, that's what I call it. In our local dialect, we call it dragon root."

"It is native to Mianniu Mountain. It can clear away heat and detoxify, cool blood and soothe the throat, drive away evil spirits and ward off cold."

Luo Fengtang said: "Isatis root? Dragon root? This name is a bit interesting."

Yang Ruoqing touched the edge of the bowl with her hand, and it was still a little hot.

"It's still a little hot, I'll drink it later." She stopped his hand reaching for the medicine bowl.

"Speaking of this name, there is a story about its origin. Do you want to hear it?" she asked.

Luo Fengtang smiled and nodded: "I love listening to Qinger tell stories the most."

Yang Ruoqing curled her lips and moved her butt, "I'm too heavy, so let me sit on the stool next to you and tell you a story? I'm afraid I'll crush you."

Luo Fengtang's hands tightly wrapped around her waist, refusing to let her go.

"Just go like this, it won't be crushed. I just like being crushed by Qing'er." He put his chin on her shoulder and said softly.

Yang Ruoqing's face turned red again.

This kind of pressure is not that kind of pressure. This guy's words are a bit dirty tonight...

Seeing the blush on Yang Ruoqing's cheeks, Luo Fengtang's eyes were filled with fondness.

When facing outsiders, he was very serious and serious, and when facing the soldiers in the army, he was even more meticulous.

But when he is with his wife, he likes to tease her occasionally.

Because this girl seems to be carefree and not afraid of anything, but she can't stand teasing, especially in that regard, she is extremely thin-skinned.

He just liked seeing her shy look.

"Don't you want to tell me a story? Tell me, my ears are perked up and waiting!" he reminded.

Yang Ruoqing came back to her senses, smiled and tugged his ear.

"It is said that a long time ago, the Dragon King of the East China Sea and the Dragon King of the South China Sea were on their way back from a banquet in the Heavenly Palace. They passed by a place and found that there was so much evil below."
Chapter completed!