Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 3440 Pride
Hearing her son's words of approval, Yang Ruoqing was so happy that even if she died now, she would be happy!

"Mother, what's my real name? How old am I this year?" Chen'er moved a little closer to Yang Ruoqing and asked curiously.

Yang Ruoqing held his little hand in her palm, and said with a loving smile, "Your original name was Luo Xingchen, and you were born on the same day as your twin sister."

"The sixth day of the third month of the lunar calendar is the day after tomorrow. You will be seven years old the day after tomorrow,"

"However, according to the customs and habits of our Mianniu Mountain area, your false age is nine years old."

"You look like your father, tall, taller than children of the same age, and your sister is not short..."

"Luo Xingchen?" Chen'er narrowed his eyes, then smiled.

"What a coincidence." He said.

"What's the coincidence?" Yang Ruoqing asked.

Chen'er said: "My grandfather also named me Chen'er, which means Morning Morning, and the pronunciation of my real name is the same."

Yang Ruoqing also hooked her lips, and raised her hand to gently stroke Chen'er's hair, "The name Xingchen was actually given by Qi Xingchen, the second prince of Daqi."

"Oh?" Chen'er raised her eyebrows, her eyes full of inquiries.

Yang Ruoqing continued: "Your father, named Luo Fengtang, had a good friendship with the second prince Qi Xingchen back then."

"When mother gave birth to your brother and sister, the second prince gave you his name." She said.

"Luo, Feng, Tang?" Chen'er stood up in surprise, and pointed to her nose in disbelief and asked Yang Ruoqing.

"Mother, did I hear you right? My father is Luo Fengtang? He was famous in the south for fighting against the Southern Barbarians and the Black Lotus Sect. Later, he escorted the Helan Continent to suppress the rebels, and was then sent to the southwestern border to suppress the rebels." Luo Fengtang, the great general who protects the country?"

Yang Ruoqing nodded with a smile, "That's right, although your father is now a great general protecting the country, your father was born as a poor boy in the country. When you were your age, your father used to hunt barefoot in the mountains Day!"

Chen'er's breathing was a little short, and his eyes were even more radiant.

He leaned in front of Yang Ruoqing and said excitedly, "Mother, do you know? The person I admire the most is the leader of the Luo family army, hahaha, unexpectedly, he is my father, hahaha..."

Yang Ruoqing also said proudly: "I spent New Year's Eve at Xiaoyao Village, Second Brother Wang and Third Brother Liu took me to your house."

"When I saw your self-portrait standing under the plum tree, I could almost tell that it must be my son."

"Because your facial features are exactly the same as your father's!"

Yang Ruoqing looked at Chen'er, as if she was seeing the man in the far southwest through him.

Chen'er is not stupid, so he naturally guessed something from Yang Ruoqing's gaze.

He smiled slyly, blinked at Yang Ruoqing on purpose, and said, "Mom, do you think I'm more handsome, or my father?"

Yang Ruoqing came back to her senses, cast a glance at him, and said, "You two are equally handsome, and both are my favorite man, okay?"

Chen'er smiled, undisguised.

It's not like the faint, shallow, toothless, mature smile of a teenager.

At this moment, in front of Yang Ruoqing, he is completely the smile of a seven-year-old child.

"Replacing teeth?" Yang Ruoqing's sharp eyes saw that one of Chen'er's front teeth had fallen out.

This Chen'er looked like he was no longer young and mature, but as cold and arrogant as an iceberg.

It is earthy, with the innocence and loveliness of a child.

Hearing Yang Ruoqing's words, Chen'er immediately shut her mouth tightly, her pretty face flushed slightly.

Yang Ruoqing smiled, "It's normal to change baby teeth at this age, and your sister is also changing her teeth."

"When you change your teeth, you should eat less sweet and sour ones. After eating, you must rinse your mouth with water or salt water, so as not to grow moths."

Yang Ruoqing gave him several advices around the tooth replacement.

Chen'er pursed her lips and listened earnestly, but there was an indescribable feeling of happiness in her heart.

That is the feeling of having a mother hurt and being nagged by a mother.

The atmosphere in the room was just right, the dark guard came in, leaned over and whispered something in Chen'er's ear.

As long as there is a third person in the room, Chen'er will regain the attitude of a little adult again.

"Bring him in," he said.

The hidden guard retreated, and then brought Chef Kangshun into the room, who was holding a multi-layered food box in his hand.

He bowed his head and came to the table here, and first bowed to Chen'er to salute.

"It's almost noon, and the younger one made some meals for the young master."

Chen'er nodded slightly.

By the way, Kang quickly put the food box on the table and stepped aside.

The dark guard came up and took out all the meals in the food box, placed them on the table, and tested each meal with a special silver needle to confirm that it was non-toxic, then turned around and cast a reciprocal look at Chen'er.

Chen'er nodded, turned around and looked at Yang Ruoqing respectfully: "Mother, you eat with me."

Yang Ruoqing was naturally eager, so she came to the table with Chen'er and sat down without saying a word.

His eyes fell on the dishes in front of him.

There are fish and meat, shrimp and dumplings.

And when it was placed on the plate, it was carefully embellished, and it looked really attractive. It was more delicate and beautiful than what she made last night and this morning. It is worthy of the chef's handwriting.

Chen'er raised the chopsticks, put a dumpling into Yang Ruoqing's bowl first, and said to Yang Ruoqing like offering a treasure:
"Mother, these dumplings are stuffed with shrimp meat. I ate a few of them this morning. They taste really good. Mother will try them too," he said.

Yang Ruoqing was so happy, her son brought food for her, such a filial baby.

Not to mention dumplings, even a pile of shit, she will eat it too!
Of course, this is a bit exaggerated, but as a parent, it is enough to understand this feeling.

Yang Ruoqing took a bite, um, the shrimp in it tastes really good, but...

The seasoning is estimated to be a little bit more, so the taste is a bit complicated on the tip of the tongue, which obscures the original deliciousness of the shrimp.

Moreover, no matter whether she made shrimp meat for Chen'er last night or this morning, she only put in the right amount of oil and salt, as well as two slices of ginger and shallots.

She doesn't use any other chicken powder, or the long row of seasonings that she made herself in the restaurant.

She only pursues the purest, natural and healthiest diet for her children.

Obviously, the shrimp dumplings made by the chef in front of him are just like people, dressed too fancy.

"Snapped!"

Chen'er suddenly slapped the chopsticks on the table, and her pretty little face became gloomy.

This surprised Yang Ruoqing, she couldn't help but put down her chopsticks and looked at him puzzled.

"Why don't you eat it? Does it not suit your appetite?" she asked.

Chen'er glanced at Yang Ruoqing, but said nothing.

Instead, he turned his attention to Chef Kang Shun who was waiting quietly: "Chef Kang, I just rewarded you yesterday, and you are gone?"

"It's also shrimp dumplings. Tell me, the shrimp stuffing you used at noon, did you use the leftovers from the morning?" Chen'er asked sharply.

(End of this chapter)