While eating, everyone realized that something was not right in the atmosphere.

Yang Ruoqing even quietly handed a message to Mrs. Sun, and the mother and daughter left the dining hall and returned to the dormitory early on the pretext that the children needed to take a bath and go to bed.

In the dining hall, it will probably take half an hour to finish the meal. This is what men do when they eat and drink, and they have to talk a lot in between.

It's not like women eating, they just eat and eat one meal at a time, so the speed is much faster than that of men.

Later, they put the children to bed and came back to clean up the dishes in time.

On the way back to the dormitory, neither mother nor daughter spoke, because they were busy holding the child tightly to prevent the child from blowing the cold night wind.

He was busy burying the child's face in his arms to prevent the child from being frightened at night...

Although, Yang Ruoqing felt that her sons should not be so weak, especially since they still have the blood of Luo Fengtang, who is the God of War of Daqi...

But Sun said, no matter how strong the adults are, children are still very delicate and young.

If nothing else, let’s just say that the eyes of children, under the age of five or six, can see things that adults cannot.

Also, the Yang Fire in children is not as strong as in adults.

Especially after nightfall, when the sun is gone and yin and yang alternate, some things may seem mysterious and ethereal, but there is no hard evidence——

However, we should try our best to follow the things passed down by the older generation orally. Anyway, we won’t waste anything, right?

Therefore, Yang Ruoqing did not refuse these, and she and Mrs. Sun carefully protected the children and returned to the dormitory at night.

It wasn't until she entered the bedroom and started preparing bath water and small clothes for the children that Mrs. Sun began to speak.

"Your father seems to have something on his mind, whether he wants to say it or not."

Yang Ruoqing nodded: "Yes, he usually doesn't eat dinner. It's just a pretext that he suddenly came over to have dinner. He has something to say to my father. It's true."

Yesterday was the day before yesterday, and it was the same thing. It was about my aunt Yang Huamei.

If nothing goes wrong, I came here today because of my aunt Yang Huamei.

Mrs. Sun said: "The children will be put to sleep later. You stay with them while I go to the backyard kitchen to clean up the dishes. Don't go."

If Qing'er goes, the old man may have to arrange things for Qing'er to handle.

Mrs. Sun felt sorry for her daughter.

Yang Ruoqing smiled: "Mom, don't worry about me. I'm not a soft persimmon. I can pinch you when you ask me."

"I just do whatever I think I can do easily. Sometimes it's just a verbal hello."

"For the things I don't want to do, let alone me, even the king of heaven and I can't stop you. Mom, don't worry."

Mrs. Sun nodded, "Okay, just know what you are doing. Your father and I both understand that you are doing all this for your father. You are a good and filial child!"

Yang Ruoqing smiled, "Mom, stop praising me in such a serious manner. It's a bit disgusting. Let's give the reunion brothers a bath as soon as possible!"

In the end, Yang Ruoqing left Sun in the bedroom to take care of the children, while she went to the backyard to clean up the dishes.

When I first entered the dining hall, I found that most of the food on the table had been eaten. There was only half a bowl of soup and water left in the three-fresh mushroom pot on the small stove, and the fire in the small clay stove underneath was also extinguished.

The wine jug reached the bottom, and both Yang Huazhong and Yu Xingkui at the table had their faces reddened by the alcohol. Yu Xingkui lay on the table and dozed off, while Yang Huazhong sat there steadily, with eyes still filled with emotion.

A clear day.

Dad is a good drinker!

Yang Ruoqing sighed inwardly, and then she saw Old Yangtou sitting there with a worried look on his face.

It is estimated that my drinking capacity is also very strong. Anyway, in her memory, she has never seen him drunk.

At every banquet, by the end of the banquet, everyone else had been knocked down, and I seemed to be still sitting there talking and drinking.

Dad's alcoholism is probably hereditary.

But drinking too much alcohol is not good and can harm your health. My uncle Yang Huaan was a heavy drinker back then and could not do without alcohol for three meals a day.

As a result, I burped before I turned fifty!

Okay, let’s go too far.

His eyes returned to the table in the dining hall in front of him. Looking at the state of Old Yangtou and Yang Huazhong, it was obvious that Old Yangtou must have said something serious to Yang Huazhong again, so the atmosphere in the canteen was a bit low-pressure.

Yang Ruoqing didn't like Lao Yangtou's behavior. This was to put pressure on her father.

Dad has really done a good job for the Yang family.

Therefore, Yang Ruoqing coughed hard to break the low pressure in the dining hall.

Sure enough, both Lao Yangtou and Yang Huazhong cast their eyes over.

The heavy things in Yang Huazhong's eyes receded a little, and he asked Yang Ruoqing: "Are the two babies asleep?"

Yang Ruoqing nodded: "Tuantuan has fallen asleep, but Yuanyuan hasn't yet. I'll ask my mother to play with him for a while and then go to sleep."

Hearing this, a picture seemed to appear in front of Yang Huazhong's eyes, and the man couldn't help but smile.

Well, it seems that children can heal people's hearts and mediate the atmosphere!

Yang Ruoqing glanced at Yu Xingkui who was sleeping there, but she said to Old Yangtou: "Master, after you finish eating, go back to bed quickly. It's getting late. It's not a problem for Uncle Xingkui to sleep on his stomach like this."

Son."

Old Yang also glanced at Yu Xingkui and said to Yang Ruoqing: "It's okay, he just lay down for a while, he can still lie down for a while."

Yang Ruoqing's eyebrows and her heart skipped a beat. This old man really didn't care about anyone!

The old man continued: "As for me, I was talking to your father earlier, and I haven't finished speaking yet..."

Yang Ruoqing raised her hand and directly interrupted Lao Yangtou's verbal output: "Master, if you don't have anything urgent to do, just stop here first. My father has been busy working in the mountains for a day today, and you still have a sore back.

I feel sorry for him. Let him go to bed first. You should also go to bed. If you have anything to say, we can talk to you tomorrow day!"

Old Yangtou was very unhappy when Yang Ruoqing intercepted him.

But he knew Yang Ruoqing's temper. She would be strong when she was strong, and soft when she was soft. If he tried to force her, he would not get any favors, and he would not be able to get off the stage.

So Old Yangtou could only retreat in order to advance, pretending to stand up and prepare to leave, while not forgetting to let out a long sigh.

And he said to himself: "Hey, people are really useless when they get old. Their legs and feet are not strong enough. What they can say is not what they can do!"

"If I were more than ten years old, I would have gone to the town to inquire about Mei'er. I don't know how her treatment is going..."

The old man's self-pitying words made Yang Huazhong look embarrassed and feel like he was sitting on pins and needles.

Yang Ruoqing, on the other hand, instantly understood the old man's intention and the purpose of coming here tonight.

"Sir, you are always wrong. Even if we push it forward ten years, I am afraid you will not be able to go to the town because your legs and feet were not in good condition ten years ago!"

Yang Ruoqing directly corrected the old man's words and continued: "You have to push forward another ten years. Twenty years ago, you really wanted to go somewhere. When you went to the town, you had to find the academy where Da Bai and Xiao Hei studied. And
Chapter completed!