"Oh?" Yang Ruoqing raised her eyebrows, this was indeed novel enough.

It seems that Luo Daye is really a little awakened?

While they were talking, the two of them had already arrived at the door of Yihechun Medical Center.

Yang Ruoqing stopped, a little hesitant.

Xiaohuan said: "If you want to see Little Maomao, come in. He is not in the same room as the lady, but in the same room as me and Zhou Wang."

"Okay, then I'll take one look and leave." Yang Ruoqing said.

In a small room next to the ward, Yang Ruoqing saw a child wrapped in a small mattress on the bed when she entered the door.

"Sleeping soundly!"

Yang Ruoqing looked at Little Maomao sleeping soundly.

Any little furball is an angel.

"What has he been eating these two days?" Yang Ruoqing asked again.

Xiaohuan said: "Drink sugar water, the water in the porridge."

"The lady came with milk, but she didn't even give Little Maomao half a mouthful to eat. Little Maomao was so hungry that she cried loudly, and she didn't even look at it when she was held in front of her," she said.

Yang Ruoqing looked disdainful, smiled and shook her head, "She is not a human, she is worse than an animal. If a woman behaves like this, there will be times in the future when she will cry."

"So what are Xiao Maomao planning to do now?" Yang Ruoqing asked again.

Xiaohuan shook his head, just at this moment, Luo Daye came in.

"I heard chattering in this room. Is Wang'er back?" Luo Daye asked.

"My cousin and uncle are still drinking. I'm here." Yang Ruoqing turned around and said to Luo Daye.

Seeing Yang Ruoqing there, Luo Daye was not too surprised.

Instead, she sighed and said to Yang Ruoqing: "Qing'er, you have many ideas, please help me think of a way."

"Your cousin Xia'er is so determined that she doesn't want to see this child."

"I gave her lunch before, but she refused to eat it. She said that if she had a child, she would be gone. If she had a child, she would not have a child. What should I do?"

Luo Da'e looked frustrated and continued: "In the past two days, Xiaohuan Zhouwang and I have not dared to carry the child into the next room."

"Xia'er is clamoring to go back to the village for recuperation and is not allowed to take the child with her. What should I do? Where should I send the child?" she asked.

Yang Ruoqing pursed her lips and smiled: "If Mom really doesn't want it, then she can only give it to Dad!"

"Send it to dad?" Luo Da'e looked shocked, "You mean, Wangfu, the guy who was killed a thousand times every day?"

Yang Ruoqing said: "Girl, why do you have to scold me so harshly?"

"Wangfu is now Xiao Maomao's biological father and your real son-in-law," she said.

"Although this son-in-law is two years older than your mother-in-law,"

"But there is a saying that goes like this: A rough willow will winnow a thin willow, who in the world thinks a man is ugly? It doesn't matter if he is a little older..."

Luo Da'e interrupted Yang Ruoqing and said: "Bah, he is just an old gangster!"

"Little Maomao, even if I throw him on the street, I won't hand him over to an old gangster like that."

The day after returning from town, Yang Ruoqing got the news from Blacksmith Luo.

Zhou Xia has returned to Zhoujiacun to continue practicing her confinement in seclusion.

Little Maomao was secretly sent by Luo Daye to the door of a house in a village below Qingshui Town that had no sons but daughters on a dark and stormy night.

"I hope this is the best destination for little Maomao." Yang Ruoqing said.

Blacksmith Luo said: "That's the only way it can be. That family has no sons, so they should be kind to Little Maomao."

"I hope so." Yang Ruoqing said.

He turned around and went about his own business.

Every little life's journey in this world is an adventure, and the next step depends on his luck.

Logically speaking, the child should be very lucky, otherwise he would have been aborted long ago after being in Zhou Xia's belly for so long.

So many thrilling encounters have not been lost, life is tough, and I will survive tenaciously in the future, come on!

…

Not long after Tan's birthday party, one day, Old Yang called all the brothers Yang Huazhong, Yang Huaming, Yang Huazhou and Yang Yongxian together.

It was all men, not a single woman. Even Yang Ruoqing, who now plays the role of spiritual and financial supporter in the old Yang family, was not invited as an exception.

"I don't know what your father is discussing in such a mysterious way by calling your father and uncle and cousins ​​together."

In the backyard, Ms. Sun was sitting on a small bench at the door of the kitchen, picking vegetables for lunch and talking to sister Yang Ruolan and Yang Ruoqing beside her.

The weather was nice today, so Yang Ruolan came over to Sun's place to play with her and Ah Hao's daughter.

It happened that Yang Ruoqing's aunt was also there, so she took the initiative to help Yang Ruolan hold the child so that she could let go.

At this moment, after hearing Sun's words, Yang Ruolan glanced towards the front yard and smiled.

"Yes, I am a mysterious person. Boy Bai went to school, but he stopped him on the way. He asked him to go to the old house to talk about something. I don't know what kind of big thing it was." She said.

Sun said: "I guess it is probably related to the Yang family in Yuncheng."

Yang Ruolan said: "Could it be that Uncle Wenxuan is going back? That's great, it's time for him to go back too."

Yang Ruoqing was pacing in the yard with her nearly two-month-old child in her arms.

The neck of a child who is nearly two months old has not fully grown yet and is a bit soft.

When holding the child in her arms, she should hold the child with one hand and gently support the child's head with the other hand.

Just walking around in the yard, listening to Sun and Yang Ruolan guessing about this matter.

Hearing that Yang Ruolan wanted Uncle Wenxuan to go back so urgently, Yang Ruoqing pursed her lips and smiled.

Over there, Yang Ruolan saw Yang Ruoqing snickering and asked, "Qing'er, don't just laugh. Tell me what big thing our master is plotting today."

"It's okay if we don't call you. How come we don't even call you? This is a bit strange," she said.

Mrs. Sun also nodded, expressing puzzlement.

You know, in the past, every time the old Yang family encountered something big or small, Qing'er would definitely be indispensable and she would have to make decisions.

"Yes, why is this?" said Sun.

Yang Ruoqing thought for a moment and said, "If I guessed correctly, it should be related to the Yang family in Yuncheng."

Maybe it has something to do with recognizing ancestors and returning to the clan.

Because her fourth uncle had told her a few days ago that she was eager to recognize her ancestors and return to the clan. Lao Yang had a deeper sense of clan in his skull, so he definitely wanted to return to his roots.

And no matter how good I am, at this time, in Lao Yangtou's mind, she is the daughter of a married woman, the daughter-in-law of the former Lao Yang family and now the Lao Luo family.

Therefore, the matter of recognizing ancestors and returning to the clan must be something that the men of the old Yang family would discuss behind closed doors.

"Qing'er, did you guess what?" Yang Ruolan asked again.
Chapter completed!