As soon as Yang Ruoqing left, Luo Fengtang couldn't sit still.

Tuoba Xian smiled and glanced at her son. A mother knows what her son is thinking.

"Okay, you go to the kitchen to accompany Qing'er, I just have the baby to accompany me." Tuoba Xian revealed Luo Fengtang's thoughts.

Luo Fengtang was very embarrassed and blushed.

Tuoba Xian smiled: "Silly son, what are you embarrassed about?"

"You two have such a good relationship, it's too late for my mother to be happy!" Tuoba Xian said.

Luo Fengtang grinned, even more embarrassed.

Tuoba Xian asked again: "How much of the past do you remember now?"

When asked about this, Luo Fengtang became serious.

"I didn't think about it when I was awake, but I had several dreams when I slept twice at night."

"In the dream, many things seemed to have happened before. There was Qing'er, there was mother, there were father-in-law and mother-in-law..."

"But when I woke up, I felt a little confused and couldn't remember." Luo Fengtang said truthfully.

Tuoba Xian listened carefully to Luo Fengtang's story. Finally, she thought about it and said, "If I'm not wrong, the dreams you have should be the epitome and replay of those things in the past."

"Fengtang, this should be a good omen."

"It means that your mind is gradually on the road to recovery. One day, those dreams will be connected together, and all your lost memories will be recovered," she said.

Getting it back is a good thing, but it's also a bad thing.

My son is very happy now.

Every day, I watch over Qing'er and the baby, mother and daughter, and they are happy when they come in and out.

Once all his memories come back one day, he will think of Chen'er who was lost and whose whereabouts are unknown...

Thinking of this, Tuoba Xian couldn't help but frown slightly.

But no matter what, even if you know it will be painful, the lost memory must be retrieved, because it is a person's past.

"Mom, do you have anything else to explain?"

Luo Fengtang's voice brought Tuoba Xian back from his thoughts.

Tuoba Xian glanced at Luo Fengtang and knew that he was impatient and wanted to go to the backyard to accompany Qing'er.

"No, hurry up and go to the backyard to accompany Qing'er." Tuoba Xian said with a smile.

Luo Fengtang then hurried to the backyard.

In the backyard stove, Yang Ruoqing stood by the pot and washed the pots and bowls, while Luo Fengtang sat at the door of the stove and stuffed a few handfuls of firewood into the stove.

The two of them were talking and laughing, and the dishes and chopsticks in their hands were almost washed before they knew it.

"It's almost time, Tang Yazi, why don't you go to your hall to pick up the baby? I'll go to Brother Ahao's room and take a look to see if Sister Lan'er is still there?" Yang Ruoqing discussed with Luo Fengtang.

Luo Fengtang nodded.

Yang Ruoqing said again: "Wait a minute, you send the hot water to mother's room first, she will use it for taking a bath later."

"Um!"

The couple acted separately.

In Ah Hao's house, Yang Ruolan has already left.

When Yang Ruoqing entered the room, she saw Ah Hao sitting on the bed alone, holding a purse in his hand and looking at it.

He watched with rapt attention and couldn't help but grin.

He didn't even notice her walking to his bedside.

"Ahem..."

Yang Ruoqing put a fist to her lips and pretended to cough.

Ah Hao raised his eyes and realized that Yang Ruoqing was there, and his face suddenly turned red from suppressing his emotions.

She subconsciously hid the purse in her hand behind her back, but Yang Ruoqing, with quick eyesight and quick hands, grabbed it.

"Haha, the flowers are in full bloom?"

"This is clearly the craftsmanship of my sister Lan'er. Brother Ahao, don't hide it. I am your big matchmaker. Why are you embarrassed to be with me?"

Yang Ruoqing joked with a smile.

Ahao scratched his head, feeling even more embarrassed.

"Hey, Brother Ahao, as far as I know about my sister Lan'er, she didn't know how to make these needlework needlework in the past!"

"I learned it from my mother in the past two years, but her family's life was difficult, so my cousin sewed clothes and provided shoes for her siblings."

"Make a purse and give it to a man. I'm afraid you are the first one!" Yang Ruoqing said, while returning the purse to Ah Hao.

Ah Hao pinched the purse in his hand with a sweet look on his face.

"Brother Ahao, I came here to tell you that today is the twenty-seventh day of the twelfth lunar month." Yang Ruoqing continued.

"According to the custom in our area, it is 'quiet' here tonight. If you hear the intermittent sound of firecrackers and the sound of gongs at night, don't panic," she said.

"Qing'er, I know, your sister Lan'er has told me about this before..." Ahao said.

Yang Ruoqing was startled for a moment, then smiled.

He has an unmarried daughter-in-law who always gives her advice. Brother Ahao is so happy!

"Well, as long as my sister Lan'er said so," Yang Ruoqing said.

"In that case, Brother Ahao, please rest. I'll go back first and come back to see you tomorrow." Yang Ruoqing said.

Ahao smiled and nodded.

At night, Baby Luo was held in Yang Ruoqing's arms and slept.

Outside, after a while, the sound of firecrackers could be heard.

Because he was held in his mother's arms and his little hands were still close to her chest, Baby Luo probably felt solid and safe.

So, despite the sound of firecrackers and gongs outside, she slept peacefully.

This night, it was a competition to see which one was the quietest.

It is better to be still.

During the quiet period last year, it was said that the location of Lao Yang's house was a little uneasy, so the next year, Yang Hualin drowned in the courtyard of his house, and Qian also died...

I wonder if there will be any quiet spots in the village this year during the Quiet Night?

Have a good night's sleep.

And in the old house of Lao Yang's family.

The front yard and back yard were all quiet, even Jin had put Fu'er to sleep early.

However, when they slept until midnight, Hong'er started making trouble again in the room of Yang Yongzhi, the mistress.

"What's going on with this child? Didn't he take medicine and apply plaster? Why is he still crying?" Chen Jinhong asked with a surprised look on his face. He sat on the bed and rubbed his eyes, not bothering to get out of bed.

"Yang Yongzhi, hurry up and see how your son is doing. I'm so sleepy," she said.

Yang Yongzhi quickly got out of bed, walked to the cradle and checked, "I haven't peed or pooped, so I'm probably hungry."

Chen Jinhong said: "Didn't you say you have to go hungry these days? The doctor told me!"

Yang Yongzhi said: "The doctor told me not to eat too much, but you can't deny him food all night."

"Quickly, hold him in your arms and feed him a few mouthfuls. Don't let him cry anymore." Yang Yongzhi said.

Chen Jinhong reluctantly hugged Hong'er and lay down.

As soon as the baby was wrapped in milk, he became well-behaved.

Early the next morning, the women in the village were bathing in the pond, and they were all whispering about what happened last night.

Yang Ruoqing came back from washing vegetables at the pond and told Mrs. Sun what she had heard.
Chapter completed!