Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 4083 Good grandson

That group of people almost dug Sleeping Cow Mountain and collapsed it.

Later, Xiaoyu came and contacted that group of people using her identity as a saint. Now that group of people listened to Xiaoyu, and Xiaoyu conducted secret training for them.

So many times, when Xiaoyu is not in the village, she is actually busy with these things.

Of course, this is a secret between Xiaoyu and Yang Ruoqing, in this family, except for Yang Ruoqing, Luo Fengtang knows about it.

As for why Yang Ruoqing supported Xiaoyu to incorporate the part of the Black Lotus Sect, she had a long-term plan.

As well as the gold and gold leaves buried under the cave in the back mountain, Yang Ruoqing didn't move at all, because those belongings would come in handy one day.

Daliao's side has always been a heart problem for Luo Fengtang.

Helping mother regain the imperial power of Daliao and rescue her cousin who was under house arrest has always been the long-cherished wish in Luo Fengtang's heart that he most wanted to fulfill.

Therefore, whether it is a little bit of manpower or financial resources saved now, they are all preparing for that day.

But at this time, Yang Ruoqing planned like this, and she couldn't plan for the future.

She only saw Luo Fengtang's army go north to attack Daliao and protect Tuobaxian back to the country, but she didn't expect that this matter was nothing compared to the other.

On the day when another event comes, the world will surely collapse, the dragons will sing for nine days, and the wind and clouds will change color.

She is not a prophet, and she does not want to be a prophet. At present, in Changping Village, her identity is the daughter-in-law of the old Luo family and the daughter-in-law of the old Yang family.

Chen'er and the baby's mother, now that her son who is studying abroad has returned home, she, the mother, must take care of it.

"Has Chen'er finished drinking? Let's go, mother will take you to the Small Buddha Hall to say hello to your grandma first." Yang Ruoqing said happily.

"Your grandma, since I received your letter saying that I will come home early, I have been thinking about you every day during this period. I don't know how to be happy when I see you back later."

While speaking, Yang Ruoqing stretched out her hand to take Chen'er's hand familiarly, and walked towards the backyard.

Chen'er looked down at his hands. To be honest, he really didn't like being held by others while walking.

Especially women.

When he was in the capital, and in Changhuaizhou a few days ago, many of his classmates' younger sisters and cousins ​​wanted to court him.

Among them are many beautiful and lovely little girls, who are about the same age as him.

But he just wasn't used to being so close to the opposite sex.

But with his wife, he has no temper.

What his old mother likes most is to hold his hand, so all his arrogance and principles are useless to my mother.

His role is not Jie Yuan, the owner of Xiaoyao Village, or anything else. Here, his identity is the grandson of the old Luo family, the grandson of the old Yang family, the son of his mother, and the elder brother of Luo Baobao.

Therefore, Chen'er naturally let Yang Ruoqing hold his hand, and the mother and son went to the backyard together.

In the small Buddhist hall, Tuoba Xian was kneeling on the futon and chanting with his eyes closed. When he heard the sound of footsteps, he opened his eyes and turned around as if he had foreseen something.

Then she saw Yang Ruoqing entering the small Buddha hall, followed by a young boy with an elegant temperament.

Who else could it be but Chen'er with the same facial features as Luo Fengtang?

"Chen'er? Chen'er? My good grandson, my good grandson is back? That's great, that's great, Buddha bless you!"

Tuoba Xian got up from the futon, and ran towards her.

He hugged Chen'er tightly in his arms.

Chen'er was almost out of breath from being hugged.

Yang Ruoqing stood aside and watched with a smile on her lips, thinking that this generation of relatives is different. The eldest princess's dignity and demeanor are gone, leaving only a loving grandmother.

"Chen'er, when did you get home? Did the journey go well? Have you had breakfast?"

It took a while before Tuoba Xian was willing to let go of Chen'er, she bent down to look at Chen'er, and asked carefully.

Chen'er smiled and said, "I left after breakfast in Wanghai County and arrived home with a bowl of tea. Everything went smoothly on the way, grandma, don't worry."

Tuoba Xian nodded again and again, "It's good if it goes well!"

Then she turned around and bowed twice to the Buddha statue, and finally took Chen'er's hand: "Go, go to the milk house, the milk has left you a lot of delicious things."

This is completely treating Chen'er like a child...

Yang Ruoqing also saw her shadow in Tuobaxian, and couldn't help covering her mouth and giggling.

Forget it, Chen'er has just arrived home today, let them treat him like a child, when he leaves the house and goes outside, how to deal with interpersonal communication is up to him.

Not long after Chen'er was dragged into the house by Tuobaxian, Yang Huazhong and Mrs. Sun, who heard the news, rushed over to see their grandson.

Chen'er helped Tuoba Xian back to the main room, and the big guys surrounded Chen'er, like stars holding the moon, scrambling to ask him about his health, eating and living in the capital and other matters.

For these concerns and inquiries from the elders in the family, Chen'er seemed very patient, answering everyone's inquiries.

Sitting in the crowd, Yang Ruoqing watched her son treat others and listened to her son's words, the corners of her mouth were so happy that she turned to one side.

If it was possible, she would rather just sit and watch like this forever, unwilling to take her eyes off him at all.

It's just that it's almost time for dinner, so I have to cook.

So, she got up to look for an apron, and said to everyone: "I'm going to cook, everyone is eating here this noon, I'll make a big meal!"

Sun said: "Qing'er, I will help you."

Yang Ruoqing said: "No need, mother, you'd better care about your precious grandson first, Xiaoduo will help me with the constant nagging these days."

Xiaoduo responded and came over readily.

"Sister, what's Chen'er's favorite dish?" Xiaoduo asked in the kitchen.

Yang Ruoqing said: "This kid grew up in the east, and his food tastes light and sweet, like sweet and sour pork ribs, braised fish in soy sauce and so on, he likes them all."

Xiaoduo was in trouble, "But, apart from the salty and spicy local dishes, I don't know how to cook those bland dishes, what can I do?"

Yang Ruoqing smiled and patted her chest: "What's the trouble? I'm here with your sister, I can burn it."

"What's more, Chen'er is a child of our family. How can our children not learn to eat spicy food? Don't worry, Chen'er has eaten Malatang made by me before, and she praised it as delicious!"

Hearing Yang Ruoqing's words, Xiaoduo was relieved, the two sisters discussed the recipe, and then they split up.

Go to the backyard to catch chickens, go to the hair pond to catch prawns, and go to the backyard vegetable garden to pick vegetables.

Just as he was about to go to the meat shed of Dasun's family to weigh the meat, Dasun came over.

"I heard that Chen'er's grandson is back. If I lose my business, I will come to see my grandson. Here, I brought ribs and tenderloin, and I will add vegetables to my grandson at noon!" The grandson's voice echoed Son into the kitchen.

After she finished speaking, she threw a large string of spareribs into a basket beside the pot table.

(End of this chapter)