Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 2029 Full of black lines (three more)
Luo Baobao's crying gradually subsided, and his eyes were fixed on the chopsticks in Yang Ruoqing's hand.

Can't help but lick his little tongue.

But then she closed her eyes and began to cry, crying so sadly!

It was heartbreaking to hear.

Several times, Tuoba Xian and Luo Fengtang almost failed, but Yang Ruoqing stopped them in time.

When the meal was about to end, Luo Baobao didn't know whether he was tired or was planning to give in.

She leaned on the seat, pouted her small mouth, and looked at Yang Ruoqing with teary eyes.

A look of resentment.

Yang Ruoqing pretended not to see.

If you say you won't feed her, you won't feed her, no matter how she makes trouble, this is punishment.

The meal was finally over, Tuobaxian and Luo Fengtang hurriedly packed up the dishes and fled to the backyard, unable to bear to stay here for another second.

Yang Ruoqing got up and went over there to get a dustpan and a broom, intending to come over and sweep the floor.

Only Luo Baobao was left at the table.

Yang Ruoqing turned her back to the table, but she clearly felt that a villain was peeping at her.

Then, she still kept her back to this side, but she glanced over from the corner of her eyes.

I saw a certain villain glancing here, as if sure she couldn't see, stretched out his fleshy little hand to grab the rice balls scattered on the tray, and then stuffed it into his mouth as quickly as possible... …

Yang Ruoqing's head was full of black lines.

So she turned around.

The squirming little mouth of a certain villain stopped immediately, his eyes flickered, and he lowered his head a little guilty.

The small face turned into a bun face.

Yang Ruoqing came over, with a serious face on purpose, cleaned up the leftovers on the tray, then carried her out of the chair, put her on the chair by the table and sat down.

"Mom, bring it here!"

She turned her head and shouted towards the back of the hall.

"Hey, good good!"

Tuobaxian hurried over, holding a small wooden bowl, which contained egg bibimbap and vegetables.

Yang Ruoqing took it in her hand and put it on the table in front of Luo Baobao.

"Now, can you eat by yourself?" she asked.

Luo Baobao sniffed aggrievedly, and didn't say a word, but obediently picked up the spoon with his little hand, scooped up the food clumsily and stuffed it into his mouth...

Tuobaxian and Luo Fengtang surrounded them, and heaved a long sigh of relief.

Tuobaxian's face was full of relief and surprise, "It's still Qing'er who has a way, and it can be corrected after a meal."

Luo Fengtang nodded again and again, "Qing'er is amazing."

Yang Ruoqing smiled: "It's not that I'm powerful, but I can be ruthless, hey!"

In fact, I also suffered from the previous meal.

The child is the heart of the mother, eating by herself and letting her watch, this kind of mood...

Don't talk about it!

However, in order to prevent this villain's temper from running further and further away like a wild horse running wild, he must be cruel when he should be cruel.

Youdao is a loving mother who loses her lot, so be more ruthless, and sometimes it is for her own good. When she grows up, she will understand.

The family is in the main room, pretending to be busy with their own affairs.

In fact, three pairs of eyes and three hearts were all focused on the little man at the table who was serious about eating.

Although in the end, almost half of this bowl of rice fell on the table and the ground.

However, Yang Ruoqing felt very relieved, feeling more fulfilled than having negotiated a big deal!
After eating and drinking enough, Tuobaxian took Luo Baobao to play outside.

Yang Ruoqing went back to the backyard to take a nap, Luo Fengtang had nothing to do, so he went to Ahao to think about hunting tools together.

The two made an appointment for the next day, and went to the mountain again to hunt some game back.

On Yang Ruoqing's side, she slept for about half an hour, and just after waking up, Wang Cuilian came.

"Qing'er, is Tang Yazi here?" Wang Cuilian asked.

Yang Ruoqing said: "He and Ah Hao are playing with bows and arrows together, if aunt has something to do with him, I'll go and call you here."

"Don't shout, it's the same if you're here, I'll discuss it with you," Wang Cuilian said.

Yang Ruoqing poured Wang Cuilian a bowl of tea and sat down.

Wang Cuilian said: "There are still a few days before the Double Ninth Festival on the ninth day of September. The Double Ninth Festival is Tang Yazi's uncle's birthday."

"In the past few years, it was a small birthday, and I just boiled an egg for him."

"No, next year he will be 48, his big birthday, so I want to make arrangements for him this year." Wang Cuilian said.

Blacksmith Luo is almost 48?
Yang Ruoqing was slightly surprised.

Looking at his face and body, he really couldn't tell at all. Standing with his father Yang Huazhong, he looked five or six years apart.

Unexpectedly, there was a difference of nearly ten years.

However, think about it, well, when Luo Tiejiang was young, because his family was poor, he couldn't marry a wife.

Later, when Tang Yazi was sent back by Luo's second son, Luo Tiejiang was almost 25 and [-], which was the age of the last group to marry a wife.

In order to raise Tang Yazi, Luo Tiejiang forcibly delayed himself.

Now, Tang Yazi is 22, almost 23, and Luo Tiejiang is 47, which is about the same.

"According to the customs in our area, one year old, 36, 48, [-], these are the big birthdays."

On the opposite chair, Wang Cuilian's voice reached Yang Ruoqing's ears again.

"Uncle Tang Yazi is a miserable person. He has been lonely for most of his life. When he was 36, his family was in trouble, and he took Tang Yazi to eat and eat."

"Not to mention being 36, I still remember when he was 36, I boiled an egg for him."

"He couldn't bear to eat it himself, so he peeled it off and gave it to Tang Yazi to eat."

"Now that he is 48, life at home is getting better, so I was thinking about buying a table of wine and food."

"Invite relatives and friends over and have a drink with him, Qing'er, what do you think?" Wang Cuilian asked expectantly.

Yang Ruoqing hooked her lips and smiled.

"Auntie, of course I agree!" She said with a smile.

"Speaking of which, it's my fault with Tang Yazi," she said.

"We are juniors. Uncle suffered a lot in order to raise Tang Yazi."

"Uncle is going to be 48 soon. In this matter, Tang Yazi and I should take the initiative to plan this banquet."

"I'm so ashamed that I still need you to take the initiative to bring up this matter now," she said.

Wang Cuilian quickly shook her head and waved her hands: "Qing'er, don't say that, I know, you are all very busy, and you have to take care of a lot of things."

"Managing such a big business, so many mouths are counting on you to eat, the burden on your shoulders is heavy!"

"So these small things, I just come to talk about them, I just came to talk to you..." Wang Cuilian explained.

Yang Ruoqing said: "Auntie, about uncle's birthday banquet, it's enough for Tang Yazi and I to discuss it."

"Look, should we hold a family banquet at home? Or go to a restaurant in the town, like I did last time with Ga Gong? Which one do you think is better?" She asked again.

(End of this chapter)