Splendid peasant girl busy farming

The two children's eyes lit up when they saw Yang Ruoqing standing at the door of Luo's yard waving to them.

Tuantuan quickly ran towards Yang Ruoqing holding the lollipop in her hand.

Yuanyuan, on the other hand, used all her strength to break away from the Siga Po who suddenly ran out to hold her, and ran after her brother towards Yang Ruoqing.

"Tsk, tsk, look at these two boys. When they see their mother, one is running faster than the other!"

Mrs. Liu gestured to Wang Cuilian beside her, "Grandma, it's useless no matter how much pain you have. If you see their mother, grandma will have to be put aside!"

Regarding Liu's teasing that added a bit of sourness, Wang Cuilian accepted it all, and even smiled with relief: "Her fourth aunt, what you said is right to the point. As for children, no one is as good as me." My mother is good,"

"Your Jianjian will be the same when the time comes, just watch."

Liu originally just wanted to stab Wang Cuilian casually, which was Liu's habitual language style.

But I didn't expect that Wang Cuilian, an honest and loyal person, would actually agree with such words and even share them with Ms. Liu.

Thinking of her eldest grandson Jianjian, Mrs. Liu stiffened her lips and said, "Children are different. It's hard to say that my grandson Jianjian is still young."

"But if you look at how old Wang's family was back then, he was closer to his grandma Mei'er!"

Wang Cuilian said: "Zhuangzhuang's situation is different. He has only seen his grandma since he was a child. If grandma and mother live under the same roof, the children will follow their mother. This is nature!"

Mrs. Liu curled her lips and said unconvinced: "It's not natural, I only know whoever does more for the child and cares more about him, the child will be closer to him!"

"Take my Jianjian for example. I don't know how many diapers I washed for him, and I don't know how many times I hugged him during the day. Tsk tsk, for a caring grandma like me, he will definitely kiss me when the time comes!"

Wang Cuilian smiled and shook her head, "You wash his diapers, doesn't Jin Chuan want to wash them?"

"If you hug him, won't Jin Chuan hug him?"

"Jinchuan is the mother of the child. She is pregnant in ten months, and Jianjian is the fruit that comes out of her belly. Mother and child are connected to each other!"

"Don't say you wash a dozen diapers. Even if you wash a hundred diapers, Jianjian will definitely be closer to Jinchuan. There's no need to argue about this. It's human nature."

"Aunt, the meal is ready, come back and eat!" Yang Ruoqing's voice had already come over, and she took a few steps towards the two children.

Ms. Liu was slightly startled. She really didn't expect that she would casually bring up a topic with Wang Cuilian today, and she hadn't mentioned Wang Cuilian yet?

Originally, I wanted to continue arguing with Wang Cuilian for a few words, and I would definitely win this topic.

But now that Yang Ruoqing is here, Liu knows that she has no chance to win this time, and will even lose worse.

So Liu changed the topic and said to Yang Ruoqing with a smile: "Qing'er is really nimble with her hands and feet. We just went to Lao Wang's house for a walk, and you really cooked the food. It happened to be that I was hungry too. At noon Let’s come to your house and deal with it!”

Yang Ruoqing raised her eyebrows and stood there, looking at Ms. Liu from head to toe with her eyes wide open.

"Fourth Aunt, are you hungry? You're good. If you're hungry, go home and cook. I didn't get your rice this noon, so I'll treat you to it next time!"

"Ha, I was just joking. We have food at home, and we don't need food and drink. How can we really go to your house to eat?"

"Ah, yes, yes, the fourth aunt is right, the fourth aunt just doesn't like to eat at other people's houses."

"Come on kids, we're going home for dinner."

Yang Ruoqing was too lazy to talk back and forth with Mr. Liu, so she patted the two children's little heads, gave Wang Cuilian a look, and led the children into the Luo family yard.

Wang Cuilian followed, smiled at Mrs. Liu, and followed into the courtyard. Mrs. Liu stood alone outside the Luo family's yard, looking inside, wanting to follow her in to have a meal, but felt uncomfortable.

Finally, she curled her lips and said deliberately nonchalantly: "The richer you are, the more bitter you become, you are so petty!"

Luo family dining hall.

The two children who had washed their hands had climbed to their seats and sat down. When they saw Yang Ruoqing ladling soup into their bowls, they couldn't wait to lick their tongues.

Blacksmith Luo was at the wine cabinet getting his soju.

There are more than a dozen kinds of shochu, all of which are given to him by Yang Ruoqing and Luo Fengtang.

There was a row on the wine cabinet, and the old man had to think about what to drink with every meal for a while.

He almost had trouble choosing. In the end, Yang Ruoqing helped him think of a way to put a numerical label on each wine. On any day, he would drink the wine with the corresponding label, soft, sauce-flavored, and mellow. , wines of various flavors are drawn from a blind box every day.

This invisibly aroused Blacksmith Luo's yearning for three meals a day.

Because you can drink different wines during meal time like a blind box. However, considering the old man's health, Yang Ruoqing and Wang Cuilian's mother-in-law and daughter-in-law reached a consensus that Blacksmith Luo was not allowed to drink at breakfast, but only at lunch and dinner.

But don't be greedy for drinks. You can only drink one or two cups appropriately in the evening, just taste it.

At this moment, Blacksmith Luo found the corresponding bottle of wine according to today's label, carried it in his hand, and returned to the dining table humming a tuneless ditty.

Then, I heard Wang Cuilian talking to Yang Ruoqing about the affairs of the old Wang family.

It's already very cold at this time of year. It's the middle of winter.

It was windy in the yard outside, so the door of the dining hall was closed tightly and the windows were closed.

Because the dining hall is connected to the kitchen, the constant heat from the kitchen when cooking causes the temperatures of both the kitchen and the dining hall to rise.

Especially when the family was eating in the dining hall, the small stove in the kitchen was still burning, with an iron pot of hot water sitting on it.

The warm dining hall, spicy and delicious food, and the family gathering around the table to eat and chat are still very warm and comfortable.

"The girl Xiaohei and the others adopted is five or six years old, and our Xiaoduo family's Jiaojiao is about the same age."

"I guess life is tight for the person in front of me. The girl is as thin as a bean sprout and timid. She doesn't dare to raise her head when there are many people. She hides behind Xu Qiaohong."

"Are you five or six years old?" Yang Ruoqing blinked. If Xu Qiaohong and Xiao Hei thought that they would not be able to have children in this life and could only rely on raising a baby girl to support their family in the future, so that they could take care of them until they die. Will raise a younger baby.

A child of five or six years old can remember everything and know that you are not her biological parents.

So Xiao Hei and Xu Qiaohong probably have another possibility.

"Auntie, has the baby girl been named yet?" Yang Ruoqing asked.

Wang Cuilian said: "Yes, Xu Qiaohong said that this baby will be called 'Zhao Di' from now on."

Zhao Di?

Yang Ruoqing curled her lips. Well, I guessed right.