Yang Ruoqing took off her cloak and smiled with Xiaohuan and said, "Yes, he went to the East China Sea to see his grandfather. The boat he boarded at this time yesterday will probably have already passed Huguang County by now."

Xiao Huan said: "Why can't Chen'er go for a few more days? It's only the third day of the first lunar month..."

Yang Ruoqing smiled and said: "His grandfather over there is sick, and Chen'er is a little anxious."

Xiaohuan nodded: "Chen'er is a good and filial child."

Luo Da'e, who was standing next to her, echoed: "The children of our old Luo family are all filial. When Tang Yazi was only a few years old, he was very sensible."

"I remember that it was also the first month of the year. I wanted to keep him at our house for a few more days. But if he didn't like it, I had to follow his uncle back to Changping Village. It seems that if the uncle is not around, I can eat all the food at my aunt's house.

It doesn’t smell good, hahaha…”

Regarding what Luo Da'e said about Luo Fengtang's childhood, Yang Ruoqing just laughed and said nothing at all.

The story of Luo Fengtang's childhood, he had told her countless times in his arms countless nights.

He didn't feel any warmth or affection for his aunt Luo Daye, because she was even harsher and snobbish to him than a stranger.

Perhaps during the two years when Blacksmith Luo made some money, Luo Daye was a little nicer to Luo Fengtang and would make shoes for him. But when the shoes were delivered to her, Blacksmith Luo would pay her several times the price of the shoes.

Of course she would be happy to do such a profitable business, so at that time she would say, "My nephew..."

Later, Blacksmith Luo stopped making money, and Luo Da'e immediately fell out. Luo Fengtang said that the most memorable time for him was when he went to Zhou's house to pay New Year's greetings.

During the meal, there were obviously enough seats, and the children of other relatives of the Zhou family could sit on stools to eat, but because Blacksmith Luo had something to do that day, he sent Luo Fengtang alone.

As a result, when it came time to eat, Luo Fengtang ate alone, holding a bowl and sitting on the small mat in the kitchen.

Many of the dishes in the bowl are Zhou's overnight dishes, as well as pickles.

Zhou Wang's cousin secretly came over to bring him meat and bones, but Luo Daye grabbed his ears and drove him out.

Later, Uncle Zhou couldn't stand it anymore, and he quarreled with Luo Daye over this...

"I remember one time Tang Yazi came to my house as a guest. I killed a chicken specially for him that day. He and Zhou Wang were both vying to eat the eggs from the chicken's belly. The two brothers almost got into a fight, ha.

Haha, all their little things are happening before our eyes one by one. It feels like they happened yesterday. The days go by so fast..."

Seeing that Yang Ruoqing didn't answer, Luo Da'e continued to talk.

As he spoke, his eyes looked at Yang Ruoqing, the nephew-in-law of her mother's family, with a somewhat flattering look.

Yang Ruoqing naturally knew what Luo Da'e had planned.

I feel guilty and frightened.

Because she had not been kind to Luo Fengtang when she was a child, she was worried that now the only nephew in her family has grown up, started a family, and has a great future.

If relatives and friends want to live a good life, they must come to please and curry favor with the Luo family. Those who have a bad relationship are busy repairing it, and those who have a normal relationship are busy deepening and strengthening it.

Everyone is probably always envious of the Yang Huazhong family, because they are the in-laws of the Luo family and Yang Ruoqing's natal family. They are real relatives and the first choice to be taken care of.

But what is often embarrassing is that Yang Ruoqing's younger brother Da'an is also a promising person. He has been admitted to the top of the imperial examination and has supported the entire Yang family.

As their thoughts turned around, Yang Ruoqing and Luo Da'e said with half-smiling smiles: "Tang Yazi often told me about his childhood. He naturally knows how you treated him, aunt."

"Especially some things that are deeply memorable. If you remember them so clearly, aunt, he will naturally not be able to forget them."

There is something in these words. If someone with an open mind and has never done anything wrong listens to it, it will be comforting and gratifying.

But for Luo Daye, it was even more frightening.

Because in the past, she was really not nice to her mother-in-law's nephew and was so snobbish, but now she is really repaying it in this world...

Luo Da'e smiled a little awkwardly and explained: "In the past, our Zhou family's conditions were poor and we were poor and short-minded. If I wanted to take care of my parents' family, I didn't have the ability. I had to be careless and negligent. Many times, Tang Yazi suffered.

I feel wronged, hey..."

Luo Daye lowered his head and sighed.

Yang Ruoqing would not directly criticize Luo Da'e, nor would she comfort her. Her approach was to ignore Luo Da'e's existence and go straight to Xiaohuan.

He leaned down, clapped his hands, and teased the little son in Xiao Huan's arms.

"Come on, give Auntie a smile~ Oh, I really laughed. This kid is smart and funny..." Yang Ruoqing said with a smile.

Xiaohuan was also very sensible and did not say anything to Luo Dae, and only focused on the child.

"Good son, give your aunt another smile..." Xiaohuan said.

The few-month-old baby boy seemed to understand what Yang Ruoqing and Xiaohua said, and smiled at Yang Ruoqing again.

He was giggling and slobbering while laughing, just like a bubble fish, so cute.

Yang Ruoqing couldn't help but reached out and took it, holding it in her arms and weighing it a few times.

"Your mother raised you well, you feel heavy to the touch," she said.

Xiao Huan also smiled and said: "It's because he wore too many clothes. When I took off my clothes to give him a bath, I didn't have much flesh on him."

Yang Ruoqing was surprised for a moment and said, "Yeah, but look at this little face, it's so fleshy. Just looking at it makes me want to pinch it."

Xiaohuan said: "That's just puffiness, it's just a face that makes up the scene."

"You don't have enough milk. If you had enough milk, my little grandson wouldn't be without meat." Luo Da'e was dejected for a while, then resurrected with full blood, and took the initiative to talk.

"Drink more chicken soup, and you will naturally have more milk," Yang Ruoqing told Xiaohuan, "You and cousin Zhou Wang have such a big chicken farm, just grab one and stew it, and drink chicken soup every three to five to ensure more milk."

Xiaohuan smiled bitterly, "It's really strange. When I was giving birth to my eldest child, my family had a hard time. Zhou Wang and I were still living in a shack at the entrance of the village."

"At that time, my uncle brought a chicken over, and I could drink it even with the bones and dregs. Now that the conditions are better, the most indispensable thing is chicken, but I don't want to drink chicken soup anymore. It's really hypocritical.

"

"You're right, it's really hypocritical, just like when I gave birth to Zhou Wang..."

Luo Da'e was about to make a long speech again, Yang Ruoqing said to Xiaohuan: "Oh, the back of this kid's butt feels hot. I'm afraid he peed. Do you have a diaper on?"

Xiao Huan was stunned for a moment and nodded repeatedly: "I brought it with me. I brought several of them. I can't live without those things wherever I go."

"Where to change?" Zhou Wang also came over and asked.
Chapter completed!