Yang Ruoqing took the shoes in her hand and said with a smile: "I said these are made from milk for the baby."

"Your mother actually made shoes for our baby?" Mrs. Sun asked, extremely surprised.

Among the grandchildren of the old Yang family, Yang Yongxian is probably the only one who has worn shoes made by his mother-in-law, right?

My three children, from childhood to adulthood, have never received a single needle or thread from Tan, and the same goes for the children in other houses.

"Let me take a look." Sun said, taking the shoes from Yang Ruoqing, holding them in front of her eyes and looking at them carefully.

Bao Suyun was also surprised and came over to watch it together.

"Qing'er Nainai's eyes have been frightened for almost two years. I can usually do some simple needlework, but I can't do this with shoes."

"The number of stitches on this shoe is so neat, it doesn't look like it could have been made by a blind person."

"However, the number of stitches on this stitch is obviously from Qing'er's breast. I recognize it. What's going on?"

Mrs. Sun looked at it and muttered to herself, her face full of doubts.

"Huh?"

Bao Suyun was suddenly surprised.

"What's wrong, Suyun?" asked Sun.

Bao Suyun pointed to the pattern on the inside of the shoe: "This pattern looks so familiar. I suddenly remembered something."

"What's going on?" asked Sun.

Bao Suyun said: "When I first married into Lao Yang's family, there was a bunch of flowers in the dowry at the bottom of the box. That was what my mother left for me during her lifetime."

"Two of them are specially used to hold shoes for children. One of them is on this shoe."

"My mother said that these two patterns are a bit hard to find. She asked me to use those patterns to give the child shoes when I give birth to a child in the future."

"Later on, didn't I anger Grandma Qing'er because of some things? During that time, the key to my house was in Grandma Qing'er's hand."

"When I returned the key, I found that one of the patterns was missing."

"I searched secretly in private. One day I went to the east room to deliver food. At that time, Mei'er was not married yet, and Qing'er's mother was not blind yet."

"I saw that pattern in her sewing pineapple."

Hearing Bao Suyun's words, Mrs. Sun became even more confused.

Sun and Yang Ruoqing looked at each other, and Yang Ruoqing said: "Then according to what you said, fifth aunt, the baby's shoes were already put in when I was a baby two years ago?"

Bao Suyun said: "That's how I feel."

Mrs. Sun glanced at the little shoes again, "So let's put it this way, the little shoes that Qing'er grandma received two years ago were definitely not for our baby, but definitely for Mei'er's children."

"Mei'er gave birth to twins, and it was unlucky to give her a pair of shoes, so Qing'er kept these little shoes and didn't give them as a gift."

"Our baby just happened to be one year old, so Qing'er Nai gave the shoes to our baby."

Mrs. Sun laid out the whole story in one breath.

Bao Suyun also nodded: "Ninth success rate is like this."

Yang Ruoqing smiled: "No matter which child my original intention was to give these shoes to my baby, now that she has given them to my baby, this is the old man's wish, and I will just accept it."

"Okay, mother, fifth aunt, the doubt about shoes has been solved. Don't worry about it. I'm here to tell you to go over and prepare. The arrest is about to happen over there." Yang Ruoqing said.

Sun said: "I've prepared Zhou's things a long time ago. Suyun, let's go, help me take the things over."

"OK."

The two sisters picked up various small things used to catch Zhou, left the house, and went to the small garden in the backyard.

In the room, Yang Ruoqing picked up the pair of small shoes and looked at them again.

Tan has so many grandchildren at his feet, and his great-granddaughter also has embroidery.

And this pair of shoes can be said to be Tan's 'finishing work'. The old lady can keep it and give it to her first cousin when she has a baby in two years, or she can give it to Hong'er, the first great-grandson of the old Yang family.

ah.

But the old lady didn't give it to anyone, but gave it to Bao Bao, her great-granddaughter.

Well, Yang Ruoqing remembered this intention.

After putting her shoes away properly, Yang Ruoqing turned around and went to the small garden to watch Baby Luo catch her baby.

In the small garden, on the green grass, Mrs. Sun and the others brought a large bamboo plaque for drying cotton.

There was a red velvet blanket spread on the bamboo plaque, and thirty-six items for Zhou Zhou were placed on the blanket.

Yang Ruoqing glanced over and saw that there were pen and ink paintings, rouge and gouache.

Jade pendant, silver bracelet, plush doll.

Locks, abacus, vases, exquisite pastries, all kinds of things closely related to life.

In the corner, perhaps in order to make up the auspicious number thirty-six, the wooden sword Luo Fengtang cut for Luo Baobao was also placed there to make up the number.

"Everyone, please give way, our birthday boy is here to catch Zhou!"

As the child's godmother, Xiao Yaxue carried Baby Luo to the bamboo plaque and placed Baby Luo on the bamboo plaque.

Luo Baobao was immediately attracted by the dazzling things in front of her. As soon as Xiao Yaxue let go, she couldn't wait to crawl towards the things in front of her.

A large circle of people gathered around the bamboo plaque, and their eyes fell on Luo Baobao.

Everyone wants to know that my father is a general and my mother is a successful businessman.

As the child of two people like this, what will she catch when she catches Zhou?

Not to mention others being curious, even Yang Ruoqing herself was a little nervous and looking forward to it.

"What do you think she will catch?"

Not daring to disturb Baby Luo who was standing in front of the pile of things on the bamboo plaque, Yang Ruoqing asked Luo Fengtang in a low voice.

Seeing the expression on Luo Fengtang's face, Yang Ruoqing smiled secretly. He was probably as nervous as she was at the moment, right?

"I really can't guess it," he said.

The words were spoken to Yang Ruoqing, who could not bear to take his eyes away from Luo Baobao.

"Then let's wait and see." Yang Ruoqing said again.

As soon as she finished speaking, she suddenly heard a commotion from the crowd around her.

Luo Fengtang's pupils suddenly shrank, and then his breathing became a little faster.

Yang Ruoqing was stunned for a moment and quickly turned her attention to Baby Luo on the bamboo plaque.

The little man stood up crookedly, dragging a wooden sword with his two chubby little hands.

The wooden sword stood upright, taller than her height, and it was like pulling a fire stick when she held it in her hand.

Funny, but also adorable.

"Ah, the baby caught the wooden sword, what does this mean?" someone in the crowd asked in surprise.

"Wooden sword? Isn't it obvious? The tiger father has no dog daughter. When this girl grows up, she will be a general like her father!"

"..."

Everyone marveled, praised, and laughed, and then they were invited to sit back at their tables again to drink tea and snacks, waiting for the food and wine to be served.
Chapter completed!