Chen'er ignored everyone's dissuasion and insisted on kneeling down for Yang Ruoqing, leaned against the ground with both hands, and then got up after kowtowing three times.

"Good son, get up and talk!"

Yang Ruoqing grabbed Chen'er's arm with both hands and pulled him up.

I didn't feel it when I was kneeling, but I kept getting up and found that my son was actually much taller than her.

Although this head is still a little shorter than Luo Fengtang, it is already as tall as his two uncles.

"Qing'er, look, Chen'er is only thirteen years old, and she is as tall as our cousins. What does this kid eat? Why does he grow so fast?"

Yang Huaming was joking with a smile, turned his head and looked at the Tiedan playing on the side, feeling worried!

Tiedan was probably dragged by Xiaojuan, that girl, and she was afraid she would not grow too tall in the future.

Yang Ruoqing smiled and looked Chen'er carefully from top to bottom, then nodded repeatedly.

"It's not bad, I've grown taller, and my complexion is also good. The clothes on my body are also good. The overall one is good, good!"

Yang Ruoqing wishes to write a big book to praise him!

But I am afraid that it will be detrimental to him if it is too ostentatious. After all, this child has a calm personality and low-key behavior.

"Don't stand, sit down and have tea and snacks."

Luo Blacksmith smiled and greeted everyone to sit down. The table was filled with all kinds of snacks. Wang Cuilian and Sun took the snacks and invited everyone to eat next to Shun'er.

Chen'er helped Yang Ruoqing, the 'old mother' sit down, picked up a piece of osmanthus rice cake and delivered it to her mouth, and said warmly: "Mom, this is the pastry I brought back from the north. Although it is rice cake, it is ground from a special local small yellow rice. The flavor is slightly different from ours. Please try it."

Yang Ruoqing smiled and narrowed her eyes. She liked to eat rice cakes, and Chen'er always remembered them.

Good son, filial son.

No matter if you marry a wife in the future, at least you are very filial and filial before you marry a wife. That's enough. Haha, she is a very open-minded mother-in-law. In the future, you are blessed to marry such an excellent man and such an open-minded mother-in-law. Oh, you saved the entire universe in your previous life!

A piece of rice cake made Yang Ruoqing's thoughts drift to a hundred and eight thousand miles, and she was even thinking about helping Chen'er take care of her children...

Yang Ruoqing cooked the night dinner himself.

Sun and Wang Cuilian both said, "Qing'er, you've been very tired these days. Just got off the horse, so let's cook the night dinner. We know Chen'er's taste."

Yang Ruoqing knew that they felt sorry for her, but she was a little tired, tired and happy.

She shook the apron with a white background and blue flowers, and said with a crisp smile: "It's okay, I'm not tired at all. Besides, I'm happy to cook for my son. Keep a few hard dishes for me, and no one is allowed to grab them!"

Sad to speak.

Other people's sons grew up eating the food cooked by their mother.

But my son can count the number of times he comes back a year with one hand.

In this short reunion, how could she not seize the limited opportunity to cook for her son? No one should be snatched by me, and whoever snatched me and who would be snatched by me is anxious!

Two tables in the main hall were pieced together, and a small table was opened next to them for children under ten years old.

All kinds of hard dishes were served on the table, and the two tables were filled with such a large size. Various dishes, colors, and fragrances were entangled together, completely reminiscing people's appetite.

Even Bao Suyun, who was usually the most reserved, couldn't help swallowing secretly.

Jiang Guiling sat at the table with a big belly, glanced at the dishes on the table, trying to control the urge to eat in advance with chopsticks.

Until Yang Ruoqing wrapped the ears of an iron pot in a handkerchief and put the last iron pot roast goose rack onto the small stove in the middle of the table, "What are you still standing there? Get your chopsticks quickly!"

Jiang Guiling was the first to pick up the chopsticks and stretched to the iron pot in the middle...

"Come on, the old lady is in the first place, and you are the oldest here."

Dasun supported Tan to the first place. Tan twisted his waist and refused to let his butt, leaving the stool under him.

"I don't go, I can't drink or speak, I can't talk. You ask others to sit down."

Luo Blacksmith smiled and said, "Then let Uncle Sun come here to sit down. He is the elder and Chen'er's Taiga Gong."

Someone immediately agreed, "Yes, Uncle Sun."

Tan nodded too.

Old Sun sat up with a smile. He knew that Tan was polite to him before. After sitting down, he quickly asked Tan to sit opposite him, which was the second position.

This time, Tan did not refuse and settled down steadily.

If the old Yang head is here today, the second place should be the old Yang head. Tan can only sit in the third place. These are the requirements for the merchants to sit on the seats.

Several large positions were arranged according to seniority, and other seniority had already picked up the corners of the side and corners and sat down and started eating.

"This dish is so delicious, your cooking skills are so good!"

"Yes, it's even better than the ones cooked by the chef in the restaurant!"

"Haha, don't forget that Qing'er just runs a restaurant. How dare she go to Liangshan without three points?"

In this meal, Chen'er gathered several families together for a reunion dinner.

After the meal, Yang Ruoqing brought out the mooncakes, "Although it means that the Mid-Autumn Festival is the Mid-Autumn Festival, it is rare for our families to have such a complete range of people. Come on and eat mooncakes. This mooncake was also brought back by my Chen'er from outside, and there are all kinds of stuffings!"

Just as everyone was enjoying the pastry after meals, listening to Chen'er talking about interesting stories outside, and then talking about family matters, finally returning to tomorrow's theme, which was about Tan's birthday banquet.

As the eldest son of today and also the "talent" of this birthday banquet, Yang Huazhong stood up and announced and emphasized the details to pay attention to tomorrow's birthday banquet.

Basically, the people here belong to Lao Yang's family. Tomorrow, everyone will come to Sanfang to help early in the morning.

Everyone listened very seriously and checked many details again.

Tan sat aside and ate with a piece of mooncake filled with egg yolk in his hand. Listening to his children and grandchildren discussing the details of the banquet, although he always had no expression on his face, he was secretly satisfied.

These bastards are quite filial and can do things, and they are well arranged.

Well, the mooncake with egg yolk filling tastes good, Mei'er must like to eat it. Tan reached out and grabbed another handful and stuffed it into her pocket.

Her actions thought they were very secretive, but they were not, and they saw them several times.

Among them are Wang Cuilian, Sun Shi, Bao Suyun and Yang Ruoqing.

Sun's face turned red immediately.

Bao Suyun lowered her head.

Wang Cuilian and Yang Ruoqing looked at each other, and Wang Cuilian smiled awkwardly. Yang Ruoqing said nothing, but her eyes told Wang Cuilian to be calm because this was Tan's usual operation.

If she guessed correctly, Tan did not secretly take these mooncakes, she turned around and wanted to secretly stuff them to Yang Huamei.

It’s so pitiful to all parents in the world. If you have written a book for Tan’s motherly love, you may not be able to finish writing ten large volumes.
Chapter completed!