After breakfast the next day, Luo Fengtang drove the carriage out, parked it in the yard, and then carried the gifts for Xiaoduo and the others into the carriage one by one.

At the same time, in the room, in front of the bronze mirror on the dressing table, Luo Baobao was sitting there making various funny expressions to herself in the bronze mirror. Yang Ruoqing was holding her hair in one hand and holding a comb in the other hand, holding it in her mouth.

A few headbands to tie her hair were not enough even with three heads and six arms, but this girl still tilted her head and twisted her neck, making her uneasy at all.

After a lot of effort, she finally combed this girl's hair. She had eyebrow-length bangs in the front. She pulled up a strand of hair from both sides of her ears and braided it close to her scalp. She took turns using colorful hair in the middle.

The headband is bound, and the two braids finally meet at the top of the head, and then are twisted into a majestic bun, decorated with a pink rabbit ear velvet flower.

The remaining hair is programmed into two elegant little braids hanging down along the neck, and a few strands of hair are hooked by the ears with a comb to make them float.

He has an oval face, thick eyebrows, big eyes, a straight nose bridge, moist red lips, and the corners of his lips are always raised.

Coupled with a sapphire blue double-breasted cotton-padded jacket, and a golden longevity lock hanging around his neck, Luo Baobao looked at himself in the bronze mirror with his make-up, and was stunned.

"Wow, is this still me? I don't even recognize myself!"

She raised her hand and grabbed the rabbit ear velvet flower on her head, excited.

Yang Ruoqing looked at her daughter with a smile in her eyes.

Luo Fengtang happened to come in, "I have moved all the things to the car. Have you two packed them properly?"

"Dad, look at me!"

Luo Baobao turned around, dropped his hands by his side, straightened his back and winked at Luo Fengtang's playful look.

Luo Fengtang was stunned for a moment and looked at her: "What's wrong?"

"Dad, look at me!" the little girl lightly tapped her foot and said again.

Monk Luo Fengtang was confused now and blinked: "I saw it, what's wrong, girl?"

Luo Baobao rolled his eyes anxiously.

Luo Fengtang became even more confused and turned to Yang Ruoqing for help.

Yang Ruoqing suppressed her laughter, pointed to her head, and gave a hint.

Luo Fengtang had an epiphany.

"Ah ha, this bun is so beautiful and elegant!" He praised loudly and gave Baby Luo a thumbs up.

Luo Baobao finally smiled and pulled a small braid that hung in front of him, "Dad, it's true, it took me so long to say, I won't show it to you, I'll go find Grandpa and Grandma to see it."

The little girl ran out of the house.

Here, Luo Fengtang took his eyes away from her and said to Yang Ruoqing: "Not to mention, our daughter really looks girly when she dresses like this, she looks good!"

Yang Ruoqing smiled and turned around to tidy up the dressing table. She picked up a comb and leaned over to comb her bangs. She said, "A woman's eighteenth transformation is not something she says casually. Besides, I'm just saying something to boast about. I don't care about my daughter."

Whether it's like you or me, it's impossible to be ugly."

Luo Fengtang came over, looked at Yang Ruoqing in the mirror, and said with a smile: "I am ugly, mainly because my wife is beautiful, so I gave birth to a beautiful daughter."

Yang Ruoqing looked at the "ugly face" he had in front of her and burst into laughter.

"Marquis Zhongyong is invincible in power, but he is also handsome and looks like Pan An. Every time he returns home in triumph and walks on Chang'an Street, he charms so many young girls and young daughters-in-law into their hearts. I am so jealous!" she said!

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Luo Fengtang laughed loudly, raised his hand to hold her waist, and whispered something in her ear.

As soon as he finished speaking, she pinched his arm.

Her face turned red as if she had drunk wine, and she said angrily to him: "You are not serious, why don't you hurry up and catch the car to visit relatives!"

Luo Fengtang smiled even more heartily and took her hand: "The carriage has been hitched a long time ago, just waiting for you two."

Go to the yard of Yang Huazhong's house next door to pick up Daan, Xiaohua and the others.

When Mrs. Sun saw Baby Luo's outfit, she couldn't help but praise her again, which made Baby Luo feel a little embarrassed. She sat in the carriage and grabbed the pillow next to her and held it in her arms, smiling secretly.

"Mom, please go back, we're on the bus." Yang Ruoqing let Xiaohua enter the car first, then stuffed the Fuwa into Xiaohua's arms, and turned around to explain to Sun and Yang Huazhong.

Mrs. Sun originally wanted to go, but she got the news that Xiao An was coming back today, so Ms. Sun had to stay at home to cook and wait.

Sun told Yang Ruoqing: "When you get to Xiangjiazhuang, remember to check on Jiaojiao. Duo'er is young and has just become a mother. She has no experience. I also told Hua'er before."

Yang Ruoqing smiled and said: "Mom, don't worry, it's just a stomach upset. All the children in our family have been through this. Nothing will happen to her. We will also teach her our experience."

Mrs. Sun then let the carriage go with confidence and watched the carriage leave. Ms. Sun did not stand on the side of the road in a daze like before. She watched the carriage disappear into a small black dot in her field of vision before turning around.

Yang Huazhong was amused and teased her: "Why don't you have a long relationship with your children today? Usually it takes a long time to see the children when they leave you in the car. I wouldn't even want to come back for a long time."

Mrs. Sun smiled and said: "Today is different from the past. The children are going to Xiangjiazhuang to visit relatives and will be back before dark! Besides, I have to wash the vegetables quickly. Xiaoan will be back at noon. By then

I must be hungry..."

Seeing Mrs. Sun going to the backyard to get busy in a brisk pace, Yang Huazhong grinned. The Chinese New Year was coming soon. In fact, what he liked to enjoy most was the time in the twelfth lunar month.

Reunion, busyness, waiting until the first month, to put it bluntly, every day that passes, I feel more sad, because it is one day closer to the children going out, so it is better to be in the twelfth lunar month, if only it was the twelfth lunar month every day.

Xiangjiazhuang.

The sun was good today, so Xiaoduo asked Xiang Shengnan to move the cradle to the yard so that the sun could directly shine on the child's bedding.

Blacksmith Luo was basking in the sun under the eaves with Jiaojiao in his arms, Xiaoduo was squatting at the kitchen door and working hard, and Xiang Shengnan was running in and out, apparently cleaning the house and yard.

Sheng Nan's father was sitting under the eaves, leaning on a cane, with a small copper stove filled with charcoal at his feet, and wearing a thick velvet hat on his head, staring blankly at the road at the entrance to the yard.

When the carriage appeared at the gate of the yard, he was naturally the first one to react.

"Ah...ah...look who's coming..."

He saw Luo Fengtang driving the car and Da'an sitting next to Luo Fengtang. Shengnan's father was so excited that he forgot their names.

The cattle trader's eyes widened when he saw Katsunan's father pointing his crutch at the door of the yard, and his mouth opened wide enough to fit an egg.
Chapter completed!