The two of them were chatting, and before they knew it, the food was ready.

The iron pot was full of chicken stewed with mushrooms. Knowing that Yang Ruoqing didn't like spicy food, Xiaohuan first took two bowls and filled two bowls of non-spicy ones.

Give one bowl to the child and one bowl to Luo Daye.

Xiaohuan grabbed several handfuls of spicy peppers and poured them into the pot, which made Yang Ruoqing's mouth almost water.

In addition, Xiaohuan also washed a handful of leeks and made a large bowl of leek boxes with eggs and wheat flour.

Zhou Wang went to exchange for Blacksmith Luo and came back for dinner, but he came back alone.

"Uncle said, let us eat first, and then change him after we finish eating," Zhou Wang said.

Xiao Huan couldn't help scolding Zhou Wang: "My uncle is a guest, how can I let my uncle accompany me when he is hungry?"

Zhou Wang looked embarrassed, "My uncle's stubbornness has come up. I, I have no choice..."

Xiaohuan took off his apron and said, "I'll go!"

Yang Ruoqing came over and said, "Don't go there. We all know my uncle's character. Let him go."

Luo Fengtang also said: "Yes, let's eat first, and then bring him the food after eating. I guess my aunt will wake up by then."

Several people moved a few stools out and sat in a circle around the iron pot in the yard to eat.

The firewood in the small stove has not yet been extinguished. In the large iron pot, spicy and fragrant chicken pieces are stewed with mushrooms. The soup makes a gurgling sound as it slowly roasts over a low fire.

The soup became more and more fragrant and viscous, and all the essence of the old hen was in the soup.

The deliciousness of wild mushrooms sublimates the taste, and coupled with this unique way of eating,

Ladies, don’t say anything else, just eat and that’s it, let’s start masturbating!

"Come, Tang Yazi, cousin, let me have a drink with you."

Zhou Wang took out a small jar of wine and poured it for Luo Fengtang.

Luo Fengtang said: "Don't drink too much, we have to drive the carriage in the afternoon."

Zhou Wang said: "Old cousin, don't be humble. Your drinking cousin knows it well. Even if you drink just one bowl, let alone one bowl, you won't even walk a little crookedly."

Luo Fengtang turned his questioning eyes to Yang Ruoqing.

When you go out, your wife tells you to drink less and eat more vegetables.

Yang Ruoqing is dealing with Xiao Huan there.

Why is it called Zhou Xuan? Because Xiaohuan was too polite, picked up a big spoon, and scooped a big spoonful of chicken nuggets and mushrooms into Yang Ruoqing's bowl.

This was so generous that the top of the bowl was piled straight to the top.

"Qing'er, please give me permission, otherwise Tang Yazi won't even dare to drink. Hahaha..."

Xiaohuan was holding a spoon and laughing.

Yang Ruoqing raised her head and saw someone looking at her sincerely.

Her head is covered with black lines.

This idiot is so embarrassed.

"You can drink if you want. What are you watching me do?" Yang Ruoqing gave Luo Fengtang an angry look.

Finally, he glanced at Zhou Wang again: "It's rare for you cousins ​​to get together today. You can drink. If you are really drunk, I will drive you!"

Hearing her words, Luo Fengtang grinned.

Next to him, Zhou Wang immediately picked up a wine jar and filled it for Luo Fengtang: "Come on, old cousin, Qing'er has already told you, we brothers will not come back until we are drunk."

The men drank and the women ate. Yang Ruoqing enjoyed this meal heartily.

Although they said they would never return until they were drunk, the two brothers were still thinking about what happened at the old house, so they changed glasses and drank for three or five rounds before they stopped drinking.

We made an appointment to continue drinking when we go back to move the grave next time, so we pretended to eat some food.

After having had enough food and wine, they packed up the dishes, packed Blacksmith Luo and Luo Dae's portion, locked the door, and the four adults went to the old house together with a little baby.

As soon as I walked to the door of the house, I heard Luo Da'e's cry and Blacksmith Luo's sigh coming from inside the house.

"Is my mother awake?" Zhou Wang was startled and asked.

Luo Fengtang nodded, "Yeah!"

Zhou Wang's eyes were filled with joy and he quickly opened the door and entered the house.

In the room, Luo Da'e was lying on the pillow crying, and Blacksmith Luo stood beside the bed.

Luo Da'e was surprised when such a large group of people suddenly came in, and her crying stopped abruptly.

"Mom, you are finally awake. My son was almost scared to death by you!"

When Zhou Wang saw Luo Da'e lying on the bed, the dignified man's eyes felt hot. He rushed to the bed in three steps and held Luo Da'e's hand tightly with both hands.

For a moment, Zhou Wang didn't know what to say next.

I just felt that my heart, which was hanging in the air, slowly fell to the ground.

Luo Da'e, who was still alive after the disaster, felt the heat coming from her son's palm, and the woman's tears suddenly burst into tears.

"Wang'er, it's my mother who is confused. She can't help you!"

"Mom almost cheated you and my grandson. Mom shouldn't have committed suicide..."

Luo Daye cried and struggled to sit up. Mother and son hugged each other and cried.

No one else in the room said a word, they all stood aside and watched with emotion on their faces.

Yang Ruoqing also frowned slightly, thoughtfully.

The gray hair, the sallow face, the wrinkles on the forehead and corners of the eyes, one by one.

How does she look like Blacksmith Luo's sister?

If she said she was his sister, no one would suspect her at all!

In the past two years, Luo Da'e's life has been miserable, not so much in terms of food, but mainly in her heart.

Hey, it can be seen that girls born today are not necessarily caring little cotton-padded jackets. People like Zhou Xia just gave birth to a hedgehog skin.

This father and mother have been pricked to pieces!

In a word, whether you have a son or a daughter, your child's education is the most important.

Parents are their children's best teachers, and every word and deed of their parents sets a subtle example for their children.

Here, Blacksmith Luo came over and separated the mother and son who didn't know how long they would cry.

"Okay, okay, if you survive a catastrophe, you will be lucky in the future. Stop crying and talk nicely." Blacksmith Luo said.

Zhou Wang quickly stood up and stepped aside.

Xiaohuan took a handkerchief and handed it to Zhou Wang to wipe the tears and nose from his face.

It's rare for a man to cry like this...

And here, Luo Da'e was also leaning against the bedside, wiping away tears as she looked at Luo Fengtang and Yang Ruoqing standing in front of the bed.

Luo Da'e's face was filled with shame.

Having learned from Blacksmith Luo that they were all here, Luo Da'e was still surprised to see them with her own eyes.

She thought she would never have any contact with her natal family for the rest of her life.

"Brother, Tang Yazi, Qing'er, I don't have the face to see you!" Luo Da'e covered her face, buried her head, and couldn't help but cry again.

Luo Fengtang and Yang Ruoqing looked at each other, and a wry smile flashed across their eyes.

They had also made up their mind before that they would never have any contact with this aunt.

However, now I understand that there are no absolutes in things in this world.

If the plan cannot keep up with changes, then let nature take its course.
Chapter completed!