After eating and drinking, Fuwa also woke up. Xiaohua dressed her up and yawned. Her big black grape-like eyes rolled around and looked at Xiaoduo's house, full of curiosity.

Yang Ruoqing sat aside, holding a bowl of shrimp and egg custard in her hand, feeding her a sip from time to time.

The little mouth clicked and ate with gusto.

Da'an came in and when he saw this, he smiled and said, "This is the real thing that comes with clothes and food and opens its mouth."

Xiaohua raised her head and said to Da An: "I hiccupped when I was drinking water. She rarely hiccups. She was frightened by herself and almost cried."

Daan couldn't help but laugh.

"After eating, sit down for a while to digest and then go back." He added.

Xiaohua nodded.

Daan said to Yang Ruoqing again: "Sheng Nan will lead the way, and my brother-in-law and I will go for a walk at the foot of the mountain behind the village."

Yang Ruoqing happily agreed.

After a while Jiaojiao also woke up, Luo Baobao and Feng'er gathered around, playing with Fuwa and Jiaojiao's two little sisters.

There was a charcoal brazier in the house, which was as warm as spring.

Xiaoduo asked Yang Ruoqing and Xiaohua: "On what date will the fifth uncle's eldest daughter get married?"

Xiao Huabian wiped Fuwa's mouth and said, "I almost forgot to tell you, it's the twenty-ninth day of the twelfth lunar month."

"Ah? Is it really the 29th of the twelfth lunar month? This day is too close to the New Year..." Xiaoduo said.

Xiao Hua smiled and said, "The fifth uncle and the fifth aunt wanted to add an extra person to the family during the Chinese New Year this year to make it more lively. It just so happens that the Jiang family's parents are also more open-minded, so they decided to celebrate the 29th of the twelfth lunar month."

Yang Ruoqing said: "I often hear you mention the name Jiang Guiling. I have never met a real person until now. What kind of girl is she?"

Without waiting for Xiao Hua and Xiao Duo to reply, Luo Baobao said, "She is about the same age as Aunt Mianmian. She has a fierce personality and is like a tomboy. She has never known me before."

"Thank you for saying that when she comes in, she will be your aunt. She is an elder, but you can't talk about elders like that." Yang Ruoqing smiled at Luo Baobao and winked.

When Jiang Guiling came back to her fifth uncle's house for the first time, she took Dabao secretly and wandered around the Luo family's yard. She was chased and bitten by the giant teddy raised by Luo Baobao. Luo Baobao had already told Yang Ruoqing in his letter.

Luo Baobao then said excitedly: "Mom, of course I can carry it clearly. I just want to tell you that Aunt Guiling is a nice person and likes to fight against injustice. That time we had dinner together and the dead Zhang Xiangzi came to our child

She acted arrogantly at the table and even frightened Aunt Mianmian. Aunt Guiling stood up for Aunt Mianmian and slapped Zhang Xiangzi so hard that he couldn't find his way around!"

Yang Ruoqing smiled. Luo Baobao also mentioned this to her in her book at home.

Beside, Xiaoduo said: "I have only met Jiang Guiling two or three times. Her temperament is a bit like that of my eldest aunt."

Xiaohua also smiled and said: "Guiling is a person with ideas, a straight head, and a character that is not afraid of even the king of heaven. She dares to say and do anything. From the current point of view, she is good to Fifth Aunt and Mianmian.

When Dabao is together, it should be Guiling who makes the decision."

Yang Ruoqing said: "Yes, Wufang finally met someone who can turn things around. Wufang is as good a person as our mother, not to mention Mianmian. As the name suggests, Dabao is also quiet and good-tempered. Wufang needs

She is a strong and independent daughter-in-law, as long as she is nice to the fifth aunt and others."

Xiaoduo said: "I have to discuss the 29th with Shengnan. Although we won't do business, I still want to congratulate you."

…

On the way back to the village, I passed by the Taoist temple near "One Tree".

Luo Baobao wanted to play in the Taoist temple, and Yang Ruoqing hugged her and discussed: "The Taoist temple will close on the 24th. When the Taoist temple opens at the beginning of the first month, my parents will take you to burn incense."

Luo Baobao asked: "Is the burning incense very powerful?"

"You can't use the word awesome to describe it," Yang Ruoqing said, organizing some words, and then patiently explained to Luo Baobao the origin of "burning head and incense" and the good expectations placed in it.

Luo Baobao understood and asked again: "Is there someone who got up earlier than us and burned the incense before us?"

Yang Ruoqing smiled confidently: "Impossible."

"Why?" Luo Baobao was puzzled.

Yang Ruoqing lightly tapped Luo Baobao's eyebrows with her index finger, and said with a smile: "Because the Taoist temple is run by our family, Taoist priest Yuan will leave the incense to us!"

"Yeah!" Luo Baobao's eyes were bright, "So, we are still very, very powerful!"

After returning home, Yang Ruoqing opened the box, found out a piece of festive plush fabric and laid it flat on the table. Then she drew on the fabric with a carbon pen in one hand, and followed the drawn lines neatly with scissors in the other hand.

of cutting.

It has been sixteen years since she came to this time and space, and she is no longer the modern woman who couldn't even hold an embroidery needle.

After sixteen years of hard work, she has already integrated into this time and space. Apart from some embroidery skills that require foundation and talent, she is completely capable of making clothes and shoes for the family.

She was busy cutting clothing materials around the table, while Luo Fengtang sat aside and wiped his sword.

Wang Cuilian came over. Knowing that both of them were in the bedroom, Wang Cuilian did not come in hastily. Instead, she stood outside the curtain and said, "Qing'er, Ping'er is here."

Yang Ruoqing raised her head.

Ping'er also came over last night, but she didn't see me. Now she comes again, maybe she has something to say to me.

"I'm going to my daughter's room." Luo Fengtang put the sword back in its place, stood up and left the room.

Yang Ruoqing immediately said to Wang Cuilian: "Auntie, ask Ping'er to come to my room!"

Soon, Ping'er came over, carrying a bundle roll in her hand.

"Ping'er, sit down, I'll cut off the last bit and pour you tea."

After Ping'er entered the room, she saw Yang Ruoqing standing by the table with scissors in her hands, her sleeves rolled up to her arms, looking very busy.

"I drank it at home." Ping'er said, then came to the table and looked at the strangely cut fabric in front of her: "Qing'er, what are you doing? The top doesn't look like a top, and the skirt doesn't look like a skirt.

of."

Yang Ruoqing smiled: "Of course it's not like that, I'm making a sleeping bag."

"Sleeping bag? What is that?" Ping'er asked.

Yang Ruoqing said: "My niece has been catching colds while sleeping recently. I am thinking about making a sleeping bag for her so that she can sleep compactly and warmly in it."

Time is tight, so let’s make a baby sleeping bag for Jiaojiao first, just as a practice.

I will make one for the Fuwa babies later, so that when they are a little older, they will not have to worry about pushing on the quilt at night. The children will sleep warmly, and the adults will also sleep soundly.

As for my baby when she was young, I feel ashamed that she often spent most of the year outside and missed a lot of time with her.

As for Chen'er, it's even more shameful, as he directly missed seven years of his growth.
Chapter completed!