Although I arrived home at night, almost everyone in the village had gone to bed.

However, Yang Huazhong, Sun Shi, Luo Blacksmith, and the family members of the transport team members all rushed over.

The main hall of Yang Ruoqing and Luo Fengtang's house was brightly lit and crowded.

The men helped unload the goods brought back from the south on the carriage and sent them to the warehouse in the backyard for safekeeping.

The women gathered around Tuoba Xian, Luo Baobao and others, asking for help.

Yang Ruoqing asked Chang Geng to find an opportunity to talk to Yang Huazhong and Sun in private about what happened during their trip to the south, about Luo Fengtang, about Chen'er...

She also said hello to the women.

Go back and tell the people in the village and the old Yang family to give them a warning.

In order to cooperate with the treatment, everyone should not mention Chen'er's matter in front of Luo Fengtang during this period.

In the backyard kitchen, Mrs. Sun and Mrs. Sun were still guarding the cooking pot.

No matter how noisy the front yard is, a mother's heart will always care about one thing the most.

That is, children who have returned from thousands of miles away are still hungry. If they have anything to say or do, they have to fill their stomachs first.

Yang Ruoqing didn't find Mrs. Sun in the crowd, so she went straight to the kitchen to look for her, and she was indeed here.

"Mom, eldest aunt."

She walked in and called out.

Mrs. Sun turned around and saw that it was her, and quickly nodded in agreement.

"After traveling for so long, why don't you rest in the front yard? What are you doing here?" asked Sun.

Yang Ruoqing smiled: "I want to come over and accompany my escort girl."

Hearing this, Mrs. Sun also showed a relieved smile on her face, but then thinking of Chen'er, the woman couldn't laugh anymore and sighed.

"Poor my Chen'er, I don't even know where she is..."

"Mother Qing'er!"

Da Sun, who was stuffing firewood under the stove, hurriedly cut off Sun's words.

"What did I tell you before? Chen'er has not been found, and Qing'er is more anxious than any of us."

"On this trip to Nanman, she and Tang Yazi escaped death, and Tang Yazi ended up like this. Let's not say this to Qing'er again."

"I still believe that sentence. Chen'er is destined to be an extraordinary child. If he leaves our side now, God will give him other fortunes and opportunities!"

"Let's just wait patiently, I believe Chen'er will definitely come back!"

The eldest Sun's optimistic and positive words not only made Sun feel much more comfortable, but also made Yang Ruoqing feel a little more energetic.

"Yes, I also agree with my aunt, my Chen'er will definitely come back." Yang Ruoqing said.

Mrs. Sun also nodded, "Yes, I believe it too."

The atmosphere in the kitchen finally got better.

Yang Ruoqing came to the cooking pot and said, "Mom, let me cook."

Sun said: "No need, mother, just stand and watch."

Yang Ruoqing didn't force herself and stood aside watching Sun cook.

No one in the transport team ate, and Mrs. Sun was cooking food to reward everyone.

Yang Ruoqing found that most of these dishes were her favorites.

"Qing'er, now that you're home, you'd better wash those things off your face quickly."

From the mouth of the stove, Mrs. Sun's voice came again.

"Don't say it's uncomfortable for you to stick to your face. It's an eyesore to me!" Da Sun said again.

Yang Ruoqing turned her head to look at Da Sun, and raised her hand to touch her cheek.

"Ah? Is it really an eyesore?" she asked.

Da Sun nodded like a chicken pecking at rice.

A clear and pleasant voice sounded from behind, and someone entered the kitchen reciting limericks.

"When the goddess turned her back, she scared the old scalper by the river to death. Sister, you'd better wash it off, it really doesn't look good!"

Yang Ruoqing turned around and saw that it was Da'an who came in with Baby Luo in his arms.

Yang Ruoqing glared at Da'an: "Classmate Yang Yong'an, your limericks are pretty good. You've done all kinds of damage to your sister and me!"

Daan smiled and said to Baby Luo in his arms: "Look, my old sister is angry, can you calm her down?"

Luo Baobao opened his big bright eyes, obviously not understanding what his uncle was saying.

Yang Ruoqing turned her eyes and said to Luo Baobao: "Baby, your uncle said he cares about you and asked you to give him one!"

Luo Baobao understood this.

He stretched out a pair of fleshy little hands to hold Daan's face, and gnawed wildly on his handsome face with his drooling little mouth.

The kiss came so suddenly and so fiercely that Daan was stunned by the kiss.

When Luo Baobao was fragrant enough, he finally moved his little mouth away. Daan's face was undoubtedly a mask.

"Hahaha, I asked you to write limericks to hurt me. This is your reward!"

Yang Ruoqing smiled, reached out to take Baby Luo, and handed Daan a handkerchief.

Daan took the handkerchief and gently wiped it on his face gracefully. His face was full of smiles, and there was no trace of disgust.

"Uncle likes this reward." Da'an said.

My handsome face has never been kissed like this by a girl.

Hehe, this little niece is really as tough as my elder sister.

"Da'an, where is your brother-in-law?" Yang Ruoqing then asked Da'an.

Da'an said: "When I brought the baby over, I saw my brother-in-law wandering around the yard alone, touching here and there and looking here and there."

Yang Ruoqing nodded secretly, he was probably getting familiar with the environment, so let him go.

After eating the dinner cooked by Sun, everyone dispersed, and Yang Ruoqing returned to her and Luo Fengtang's small yard in the backyard.

She first entered the west room and saw Tuoba Xian gently pushing the cradle. In the cradle, Baby Luo's eyes were half-closed, as if he was about to fall asleep.

"Go to sleep and don't disturb her."

Tuoba Xian whispered to Yang Ruoqing and waved her hand.

Yang Ruoqing understands, but she doesn't dare to offend your little ancestor in the cradle. If it gets too noisy later, no one will be able to sleep.

So she quietly exited the west room and returned to her bedroom opposite.

In the room, Luo Fengtang was standing in front of the row of vertical wardrobes, with one hand hanging by his side and the other raised, gently stroking the wooden door of the wardrobe.

He raised his head slightly, frowned slightly, and his eyes were slightly closed. The whole figure seemed to be quietly tracing something...

Yang Ruoqing stopped where she was, not knowing whether she should step forward or not. Could he be about to think of something and she would disturb him?

But, immediately, he lowered his hand, turned around, and looked at her standing at the door of the house.

"Qing'er, you're back." He greeted her with a smile.

Yang Ruoqing nodded, turned around, closed the door, and walked towards him.

"What are you looking at?" she asked curiously.

Luo Fengtang looked at her, with something complicated surging in his eyes.

"Everything here feels very familiar to me," he said.

Yang Ruoqing was startled for a moment, then raised the corners of her lips.
Chapter completed!