Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 4109 Abandoned
"Tang Yazi, you can continue to talk about it later." Yang Huazhong said again.

Luo Fengtang nodded, and continued: "Qing'er and I actually don't have high expectations for Chen'er, Dazhi, and Baobao, these three children."

"We only hope that the three children can grow up safely, and that they will be neither lazy nor lazy in the future. They will not lack what others have, and they will be able to live without being tired!"

"Qing'er said that giving the child too much expectation is invisibly giving the child pressure and burden,"

"After a long time, if the child doesn't do a good job at any time, if he doesn't do what he expects, the child's own confidence will also be frustrated, which is not good for the child!"

This was the longest speech Luo Fengtang had ever said after returning home, and every word and every sentence made sense, which stunned Yang Huazhong and Luo Tiejiang.

After a while, Yang Huazhong came back to his senses, and said: "It makes sense, actually, your mother-in-law and I thought the same way about Qing'er and Da'an, the three siblings."

"At that time, Qing'er had just started the tofu business. We didn't think about anything else, so we were secretly happy. We felt that our daughter was capable and earned some living money for the family to supplement the family."

"Later when Da'an went to study, we didn't even think about asking him to be the No. [-] scholar. We felt that not only the eldest grandson of our old Yang family could go to school, but our third room was also able to support our children to go to school."

"Read more books, know a few more words, and understand some principles of life. It will always be beneficial and harmless in the future."

Luo Fengtang nodded: "Qing'er told me that she said father-in-law and mother-in-law are the most sensible parents in the world."

"It is also because of parents like you that she has the opportunity to go out and sell tofu."

Yang Huazhong grinned, and then sighed after laughing: "In the final analysis, I have no skills. If I have skills, how about letting my daughter go out to show her face?"

"No one would be so stupid as to let go of that good life and just run out to show their faces and make money, hey!"

Here, Blacksmith Luo's tone also returned to normal.

"I've listened to it for a while, and Tang Yazi and Qing'er's considerations are really reasonable," he said.

"In the future, let's put more joy in our hearts. As long as the children are healthy and grow up safely, we will be content with what we should marry in the future, and we can live a happy life."

"Let me say something rebellious again. What can the emperor do? Can he still eat six meals a day? Can he sleep on one more floor than us?"

"No matter how wide the dragon bed is, it's almost the same as us when lying down there, and it's more tiring than us, so you're worried about everything you eat and do, right?"

Yang Huazhong gave Blacksmith Luo a thumbs up: "It makes sense!"

Blacksmith Luo laughed, and the two men turned to chatting about the harvest.

Luo Fengtang then turned on the boring gourd mode again, sat on the side, smiled and listened to the elders talking about family matters.

Occasionally, I would get up to refill tea for the elders.

Sometimes Luo Baobao's voice came from the yard outside, and he had to get up and go out to have a look.

Just like that, they waited until Yang Ruoqing and the others finished cleaning up the dishes in the backyard, and the children were tired from playing, so it was time to go home and go to bed.

"My daughter is gone, let's go home."

Luo Fengtang came to the outside yard to greet Luo Baobao, and out of habit, he reached out to hold his daughter's hand.

However, Luo Baobao stuffed his little hand into Chen'er's.

"Father, it's fine for me to hold hands with my brother, you can hold my mother's hand!"

The little girl gave Luo Fengtang a playful smile and even made a face.

Turning around, he took Chen'er's hand, and walked out of the yard with a bouncing bouncing.

Luo Fengtang was startled, then turned to look at Yang Ruoqing.

"With my elder brother, I will not be treated like a father anymore!" The majestic general, who made the enemy fearful on the battlefield, now had a resentful expression on his face, like a spoiled daughter-in-law.

Yang Ruoqing couldn't help laughing without covering her mouth.

"At the moment, I'm clinging to your son. When he grows up in the future, he will be clinging to your future son-in-law. Sometimes you will be jealous." Yang Ruoqing joked.

Luo Fengtang sighed, "Hey, there's no other way, I have to think about this day when raising a daughter. Come on, let me hold my wife's hand."

He took her hand and strode towards the courtyard door.

Back home, Yang Ruoqing took Luo Baobao to the bathroom to take a bath.

Luo Fengtang and Chen'er went to the study to talk.

When he came back from the study, Yang Ruoqing had already sent Luo Baobao back to bed, and the rest of the time was finally left to the couple.

"You came back all the way so fast, you must have not taken a good bath. I put hot water for you in the bathroom, so you can take a good hot bath."

Yang Ruoqing said this to him, holding a stack of folded clean clothes in her hand.

Luo Fengtang glanced at her and said, "Wash together?"

Yang Ruoqing gave him a sharp look, "I've got something to do, why wash? Hurry up and take a shower!"

She stuffed the clothes into his arms and pushed him into the bathroom.

When he came out after washing, she was sitting under the lamp, holding his clothes in her hands and was busy mending.

"Qing'er, I've finished washing."

He came behind her, leaned over and hugged her from behind, gently stroking her neck with his lips.

"Stop sewing, sleep? Huh?" He whispered against her earlobe.

The breath that spewed out was very hot, and it touched her neck, itching and numb.

She giggled and twisted her body to dodge.

"Don't make trouble, the last two stitches will be finished soon," she said.

"Then I'll accompany you!" He said again.

Yang Ruoqing said: "Don't, it's cold on the ground, and you just took a shower, hurry up and wrap yourself up in the bed."

Luo Fengtang said: "It's not cold, I'll just wear a cloak."

He turned around and took the cloak and put it on his shoulders, then filled a hot water bottle and put it on Yang Ruoqing's lap so that she could stick to her belly.

"How's your stomach? Does it still hurt?" he asked.

Yang Ruoqing shook her head: "It's been gone for a long time."

"It's fine if it doesn't hurt." Luo Fengtang said.

If it hurts again, I have to go to the doctor to get medicine.

Yang Ruoqing gave him a flirtatious glance, and said, "The main thing is that the brown sugar water you soaked is effective, and it will be effective immediately after drinking it."

Luo Fengtang grinned.

"I'll rub it for you when I'm on the bed later, my big warm and rough palms are not bad," he said.

Yang Ruoqing's eyes fell on his palm, her face was full of sweetness, she nodded slightly.

"The last time I wrote you a letter about the results of Chen'er and Zhi'er's exams, but you didn't reply. I couldn't help but think wildly at home."

While threading needles, she talked to Luo Fengtang.

"My reason tells me that you must be busy with military affairs, but this person's mind can't help but guess bad things, and the more he guesses, the more mysterious his heart becomes. Hey!" She smiled and shook shook his head.

Hearing her words, Luo Fengtang's eyes were full of guilt.

"When I received the letter from your family, I was about to get on my horse and set off to carry out the secret mission assigned by the emperor. I really didn't have the time to write a reply to you." He said.

(End of this chapter)