It had been almost three days since I last saw my daughter. This cute little face in front of her really made Yang Ruoqing's heart melt.

Not caring about anything else, he stretched out his hands to hug Baby Luo.

But he was stopped by Sun.

"Now that you've come down from the mountain and wandered around your second uncle's house, you'd better not hold the child in your arms first, and go wash and change clothes," Mrs. Sun said.

Yang Ruoqing glanced at herself, and then at Baby Luo, who was looking forward to it.

"Then I won't hold you for now and I'll wash it later," she said.

Then he came to Luo Baobao, leaned over and kissed her little face.

Soft little face, the skin can be broken by blowing.

With the unique milky fragrance of a child, Yang Ruoqing kissed her one after another, but she couldn't get enough!

"Giggle..."

Baby Luo giggled as she was kissed by Yang Ruoqing, and the remaining goat milk in her mouth dripped down from the corners of her mouth.

Yang Ruoqing took out the handkerchief and wiped it lovingly for her.

Yang Ruoqing was stunned for a moment when she saw Baby Luo stretching his neck hard, his little mouth clicking, and curling up into an 'O' shape.

"What does this mean, baby?" she asked.

"Oh..." Baby Luo made a vague sound.

"Ha, I must be hungry and want to eat goat's milk." Xiao Yaxue said, picked up the spoon and came over to feed Baby Luo.

Baby Luo glanced at the spoonful of goat's milk and turned his little face to one side.

Then, he repeated the same action with Yang Ruoqing.

Try your best to stretch your neck forward and purse your mouth into an 'O' shape.

"What on earth is this going to do?" Xiao Yaxue was puzzled.

Neither Sun nor Tuoba Xian could figure it out.

At this time, Yang Ruoqing suddenly laughed.

"I know what she's going to do, just watch it." She smiled mysteriously.

Then he leaned down and put his face close to Luo Baobao.

"Bo!"

The small, soft, warm mouth was pressed against Yang Ruoqing's cheek.

It was better to say it was a kiss than a bite, and it made a crisp sound.

"Oh, this is really amazing. A five-month-old baby actually knows how to kiss her mother!" Mrs. Sun exclaimed in surprise.

Tuoba Xian and Xiao Yaxue also looked surprised.

Yang Ruoqing's face looked sweet and happy, with the brightest smile she had seen in more than half a month.

"Baby, good baby, you are really my mother's pistachio..."

She murmured.

After not seeing each other for three days, the child always remembered him and even kissed him when he met.

Such a small person, such a small body, has already shown so much love and attachment to his mother.

This shows that the baby has recognized her and remembered her.

How did the children spend their days during her absence?

Babies can have such rich emotions and memories, so is Chen'er the same?

Thinking of this, Yang Ruoqing felt sweet and sad at the same time. For a moment, she had mixed feelings.

After taking a bath, changing clothes, and holding Baby Luo for some intimate play.

Sun and her aunt Wang Cuilian cooked lunch together, and when they came to call Yang Ruoqing to eat, she happened to put Baby Luo, who was tired from playing and fell asleep contentedly, into the cradle.

"Lunch is ready, where can we eat it?" asked Sun.

Yang Ruoqing said: "Let's eat in the hall next door so we can take care of the baby."

Lunch was served at noon, and Mrs. Sun cooked six dishes, some meat and some vegetarian, as well as a bowl of cucumber and meatball soup.

I haven't had such a sumptuous meal in a long time.

Seeing that Yang Ruoqing was enjoying her meal, Mrs. Sun couldn't bear to disturb her. She sat aside and helped her pick up the food.

After everyone was full, they went into the house again to see Baby Luo.

Seeing that she was sleeping soundly, Mrs. Sun urged Yang Ruoqing: "There is nothing else to do this afternoon, why don't you go and lie down on the bed?"

Yang Ruoqing shook her head: "I just had a meal and I don't want to sleep. I need to sit down for a while to eat."

Mrs. Sun said: "Okay, it just so happens that your aunt is coming to see you. How about we go and talk in the main room outside?"

Yang Ruoqing nodded happily and went to the main room outside. Tuoba Xian and Wang Cuilian were already drinking tea and talking with Da Sun.

Regarding Chen'er, everyone had a tacit understanding and didn't ask any more questions.

Anyway, we will continue to look for it. Now that this has happened, everyone must be mentally prepared to look for it for a long time.

All the perpetrators died, which can be regarded as corresponding retribution.

Now, it’s just one word ‘find’!

Yang Ruoqing came over and sat down, and everyone talked about Yang Hualin.

Da Sun said: "I passed by the village earlier, and many villagers asked me about it."

"What are you asking about? Don't they already know that people drown?" Wang Cuilian said.

Da Sun said: "They just asked about when they would be buried and when they would perform the funeral ceremony."

"If we want to invite a few Taoist priests, should we also make some other mages next to the patio?"

"Ah?" Wang Cuilian was surprised.

Da Sun said: "Some people say that it was Qian's ghost who summoned Yang Hualin to the patio, and then pushed Yang Hualin down the patio and drowned."

"Ah, what you said makes me feel cold and I have goosebumps." Wang Cuilian took a breath and said to Mrs. Dasun.

Da Sun said: "This is not what I said. Now those people in the village say so."

"They said that Mr. Qian was vicious when he was alive, and he died like that. His grievance is still there, and he will definitely come back to seek Yang Hualin's life!"

"They also said that this was not groundless. It was the goddess from the next village who came up with it. Didn't Qing'er Nai buy a lot of charms and put them on them?"

"Even the charms couldn't suppress Qian's female ghost. On the contrary, they angered her."

"Now, I'm afraid Fu'er is in danger." Da Sun said.

"Why does it involve Fu'er?"

Yang Ruoqing couldn't help but interrupt.

I have lost my child in self-rescue, and now I will be particularly sensitive to this related topic.

"Fu'er is Qian's biological son. Such a young child doesn't understand anything. What's the matter with him?" Yang Ruoqing said.

Da Sun said: "It is precisely because Fu'er is Qian's biological son that things are more troublesome!"

Yang Ruoqing frowned, becoming even more confused.

Mrs. Sun explained in a low voice on the side: "The old people in our area say that the mother will die before the child reaches three years old."

"That mother is absolutely worried about having a baby, and is trying every means to come back and take the baby away."

"So when the child is buried, you have to use a mallet to wear the child's clothes, or put a child's personal belongings next to the mother's body."

"They are buried together. This way, it is equivalent to the child accompanying her. She will feel at ease, and the child can grow up safely and healthily."

After listening to Sun's explanation, Yang Ruoqing suddenly understood.
Chapter completed!