Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 6861 Gifts
With a crisp sound of 'click', the board finally fell down under Luo Baobao's violent demolition.

Inside, there really was a pear wood box hidden.

The box is not very big, about the size of two big northern buns laid flat together.

Luo Baobao took it in his hand and looked it up and down, amused.

"Yeah, my dad can do it, is there a combination lock on it?"

"What's in it? He's Bi?"

"What is Heshibi?" Wang Cuilian asked curiously.

"Chuan Guo Yuxi." Tuo Baxian said in a low voice.

"Huh?" Wang Cuilian covered her mouth in fright.

"Baby, don't talk nonsense, it will cause trouble for your father." Tuobaxian gently reminded Luo Baobao while stroking Luo Baobao's shoulder.

Luo Baobao stuck out his tongue playfully, "My grandma taught me so well, I won't make such jokes in the future!"

Tuobaxian smiled in relief.

Luo Baobao fiddled with the wooden blocks on the box to piece together a set of numbers.

"It's weird, did my dad use my birthday to set the password?"

This discovery was a bit of a shock to her!
"Brother Chen'er's? That's not right, we brothers and sisters were born of the same birth, mine is also his..."

"Try my mother..."

Luo Baobao just pulled out Yang Ruoqing's birthday, but the wooden box still didn't respond.

Unable to open it, I must be a little disappointed in my heart, but it is also balanced.

Luo Baobao's jealous look fell into the eyes of several elders next to him, and everyone exchanged glances quietly, and couldn't help laughing.

Yang Ruoqing smiled even more, her eyebrows and eyes were crooked, she really gave herself a rival in love!

If Tang Yazi saw this scene, he would surely die of joy.

He is not a flirt, and he hates women outside to be jealous of him, but if his daughter is like this, he will definitely die.

This daughter slave!
"Ah, ah, I dialed all the birthdays of everyone in the family. What the hell did my father do?"

Here, a certain girl became irritable, and even pulled out a dagger to pry it open by force.

Luo Tiejiang and Wang Cuilian hurriedly stopped them.

Blacksmith Luo said: "Baby, don't force it if you can't do it, let your mother think of a way."

Wang Cuilian also said: "Yes, such a good box is worth a lot of money at first glance, what a pity to ruin it?"

Tuo Baxian was also looking at the box, and said quietly: "This box is exquisitely crafted at first glance, and the mechanism inside is also mysterious, even if you smash it, you won't be able to break it open."

Yang Ruoqing also made a sound at this time: "The outside of this box looks like a layer of pear blossom wood, but the inside is actually made of black ice iron, which was refined by Zuo Junmo Zuo elder brother himself a long time ago and given to Fengtang."

Luo Baobao, who originally planned to violently break the mechanism, immediately gave up when he heard that it was Zuo Junmo's handwriting.

Who is Uncle Zuo?

The descendant of the Mohist family, the mechanism designed by him is uncanny, and her little violence is not enough to look at in front of his works.

"Okay, I admit defeat, mother, it's up to you."

Luo Baobao was finally willing to put the box into Yang Ruoqing's hands, and made two gestures with a small fist: "Come on, come on!"

Yang Ruoqing smiled softly at her, and just now her eyes fell on the box she was holding in her arms, and she turned sideways slowly.

Everyone in the family had their birthdays typed in, and none of them.

So, what date will Tang Yazi use as the password?

Yang Ruoqing narrowed her eyes, thought for a while, and then freed up a hand to fiddle with a few numbers on the row of wooden blocks.

'Clap! '

The box was opened.

"Wow, it's open? It's finally open! I want to see what's inside!"

The box was snatched by Luo Baobao again.

Yang Ruoqing was speechless.

Don't look at this head as tall as her mother, and she will be fourteen years old, but her heart is not as good as she used to be.

What she was talking about was her previous life, not this life. She was 12 years old when she crossed this life, but she was 26 years old in her heart.

Luo Baobao is almost fourteen years old. Although he sometimes says a lot of mature words when he is serious, he is still a child at heart, and his mind is not yet fully mature.

This may also be because the family is too protective of her.

This kind of child is relatively simple, optimistic and sunny, and very confident.

"Mom, my father bought you a necklace, ruby, so beautiful!"

If it was another girl, there would definitely be another sentence later: I want it too.

But Luo Baobao did not.

She is not interested in these jewelry, her interest lies in dancing knives and sticks.

"There is another letter, I really want to read it..."

But this time, Yang Ruoqing didn't try her best to keep her mother's composure as before, and took the box backhand into her hands.

"Okay, you help your grandma pack up the presents and then go about your own business. Children should not meddle in their parents' affairs."

Holding the box, Yang Ruoqing hurried back to her room.

Luo Baobao made faces at her back, "Mother is so stingy!"

Tuobaxian smiled and touched Luo Baobao's soft hair: "Come, help grandma tidy up."

……

On the way back to the house, Yang Ruoqing sized up the ruby ​​necklace Luo Fengtang gave her.

To be precise, it is a clavicle chain, shaped like a lucky four-leaf clover.

Her name is engraved on the back.

For her, this is an ordinary ruby ​​necklace, but it is also a necklace with extraordinary meaning.

Ordinarily, for her and Luo Fengtang's current wealth, this necklace is a drop in the bucket no matter what the price is.

The significance is extraordinary because it is not only a gift from him, but also because of the legend of the four-leaf clover.

Last time in the letter home, he mentioned to her the legend about the lucky four-leaf clover on the grassland.

The most classic and core sentence is: You can only send one person in a lifetime.

He gave this to her, the significance of which can be imagined.

Yang Ruoqing rubbed the clavicle chain in her palm, closed her eyes, as if she could feel his warmth through time and distance.

In the box, there was also a letter, which was also the one Luo Baobao wanted to read earlier.

Yang Ruoqing wanted to see it even more. She wanted to see that at the end of the year, the two of them couldn't spend the New Year together. What did he want to say to her?
The letterhead was held in his hand, it was strangely thin.

Unlike the usual three or five sheets of paper.

It seems that it can only be a few words?
A thin piece of letter paper was shaken open.

On the white letter paper, familiar fonts appeared in sight:

'miss you,

How to do? ? ? '

Six words!
Yang Ruoqing's eyes widened.

Nani?

Sending so many gifts back from thousands of mountains and rivers, and reading three pages of family letters eloquently until Luo Baobao's mouth is dry, but these six words are for her wife?
Putting it in such a box with a password mechanism, protected by three layers inside and three layers outside, I thought you would write me some love words that blushed and heartbeated, and only six words after a long time?

Is the brush broken?Or is there no ink in the inkstone?

General, you really cherish ink like gold!
(End of this chapter)