Mrs. Sun smiled and said, "It's a good thing that the children go back to work on errands during the Chinese New Year. I won't shed any tears. I have to keep it in my heart if I can't bear it."

Yang Huazhong said: "If you are thinking about him, think about Da'an more. After all, he is going to the capital, separated by thousands of mountains and rivers, and he will not come back until the end of the year."

"Xiao An is in Qing'an County. If you want to come back anytime, you can get up early and come home for a couple of nights that day."

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Soon, Tiejiang Luo and Tuoba Xian also learned that Luo Fengtang was going to Donghai County in the next two days.

Blacksmith Luo discussed with Luo Fengtang to prepare a meal while he was still at home and invite the Yang Huazhong family and the Sun family to come and have a meal together.

Luo Fengtang naturally agreed happily, "I'll run errands for the invitation, and I'll have to work hard on Auntie and Qing'er for the cooking."

Wang Cuilian waved her hand, "It's just cooking, it's nothing."

Yang Ruoqing also smiled gently. As a wife of a family, she should do this as a matter of course.

At night, after washing and lying on the bed, Yang Ruoqing felt extremely comfortable.

"A golden nest or a silver nest is not as good as your own doghouse. This sentence is really true!" She rolled around on the bed in her pajamas and hugged the quilt, sighing.

"Although the beds at Brother Zuo's house and Brother Xu's house these days are very good and specially made for me, I always feel uncomfortable lying on them to sleep. I can't fall asleep even though I toss and turn. I feel like the Princess and the Pea.

Like,”

"Now that I'm back at my own home, I'm lying on my own bed. I feel so relaxed all over. I feel like I'll be able to have a good sleep tonight!" Yang Ruoqing and Luo Fengtang said excitedly.

Luo Fengtang was sitting on a stool in front of the bed, wearing a set of white cotton clothes, holding his sword in his hand and wiping it gently.

Under the candlelight, a clear and cold light shone on the sword.

Just like him, the iron-faced general who fights on the battlefield, he is cold, sharp, and invincible. No young person can hide under him and his sword, and all evil things will be crushed!

However, the words spoken by the iron-faced general at this moment were completely inconsistent with his momentum and identity.

"Well, I was just about to say that I haven't slept well these past few nights and almost have insomnia!" he said.

"What? You've become the Princess and the Pea and picked the bed?" Yang Ruoqing turned over and lay on the bed, resting her arms on the edge of the bed, holding her cheek in one hand and looking at him with a smile, and teased.

Luo Fengtang shook his head directly, "No, I am not the Princess and the Pea, and I don't choose the bed. The main reason is that you are not on the bed and I have nothing to hold, so I can't sleep."

Yang Ruoqing was startled for a moment, then burst out laughing.

"Let me count for you, benefactor, you are short of a wife." Yang Ruoqing teased, lying there and giggling, her shoulders shaking with laughter.

The pajamas she wore were relatively loose, with a double-breasted style and no buttons. Instead, she crossed the two sides and tied a loose belt to her waist.

It's just like the white bathrobes provided to customers in many modern hotels, but the workmanship is a hundred times better than those bathrobes.

After coming back tonight, she washed her hair and took a milk petal bath. Her cloud-like hair was now flowing softly on her shoulders, and then fell down. It complemented her newly cut eyebrow-length bangs, and even more supported her small face.

Her delicate figure, pointed chin, soft eyes, and smile made him fall in love.

Moreover, from his angle, he just saw a piece of her pajamas loosened on her chest, revealing a dazzling white...

Luo Fengtang suddenly became distraught and felt a line of fire spreading all the way down from his throat, burning.

He put down the sword in his hand and hurriedly came to the bedside to hug her.

"What are you doing?" Yang Ruoqing lay on his lap, looking up at him, her big clear and bright eyes, her eyelashes thick and curled, fluttering, and every look seemed to be teasing him.

"Qing'er, can we sleep well?" he asked breathlessly.

From his eyes, Yang Ruoqing felt something.

She glanced at the unsheathed sword on the table and said, "The sword hasn't been polished yet!"

Luo Fengtang said: "It's okay. I'll wipe it again tomorrow. It's important to sleep."

Without waiting for her response, he raised his hand and directly pulled down the curtains on both sides, then picked her up and plunged her into the soft quilt.

Yang Ruoqing originally thought that when she got home tonight, she could have a good sleep comfortably.

Unexpectedly, she was even more tired when she got home. Luo Fengtang barely let her sleep that night.

"It's over. I'm severely exhausted tonight. I don't have the energy to prepare meals for so many people at noon tomorrow. What should I do?" Yang Ruoqing wailed in her heart while she was dazed.

This man is so fierce that he can't be offended!

The next day, Yang Ruoqing slept until almost three o'clock in the morning before getting up.

Fortunately, the meal was served at noon. If it had been in the morning, she would really be doomed.

At noon, three tables of food were set up in the lobby of the Luo family. Yang Huazhong, Lao Suntou, and Lao Yangtou all came over.

Moreover, representatives from several houses of Lao Yang's family were also invited. The two uncles, as well as brothers Yang Yongxian, Yang Yongjin, and Yang Yongzhi were all present.

Of course, Risong, Damo, Zhou Sheng and others were not left behind that day, so the men came to have two full tables, and Blacksmith Luo and the others put the two tables together for the men to sit on.

The women sat at another table by themselves, and the children had a small table by themselves.

With the aroma of wine, vegetables, and laughter, everyone was reunited to wish the New Year and see Luo Fengtang off. It was so lively.

Then at night, the Sun family hosted a meal and invited the Yang Huazhong family and the Luo family over.

At night, after returning from dinner at Sun's house, Yang Ruoqing hurriedly packed Luo Fengtang's things.

Because he will leave for Tianhai County early tomorrow morning.

In the backyard, Wang Cuilian and Tuoba Xian did not go back to the house to sleep, but were busy frying meatballs and meatloaf for Luo Fengtang.

This is a hometown dish from Changping Village. It is fried and wrapped in oil paper, and Luo Fengtang takes it to the military camp. It can be eaten for nearly a month.

In addition, there were fish, bacon, sausages, chickens and ducks that were pickled during the twelfth lunar month. Wang Cuilian chopped them into pieces and packed them in the same way for Luo Fengtang to take to the military camp.

As for Luo Fengtang himself, he first chatted with Blacksmith Luo in the front yard and listened to Blacksmith Luo's instructions.

Then he went back to the backyard and talked to Luo Baobao for a while, telling her that she should listen to her mother Yang Ruoqing more at home and not make her angry or anything like that.

It wasn't until Baby Luo yawned and pushed the verbose general father out of the house that Luo Fengtang returned to his bedroom.

At this time, Yang Ruoqing had already prepared all his clothes, shoes and socks, and packed them tightly in a big baggage.

Seeing him coming in, Yang Ruoqing raised her lips and smiled: "When you get there, don't act too directly. Some things in the officialdom are not like on the battlefield. You come and I go with swords. In the officialdom, there is no battlefield. If you are not careful, you will be killed.

The hidden arrow was hit by a sugar-coated cannonball, and you have to be careful."
Chapter completed!