With the encouragement of Yang Ruoqing and others beside her, Mrs. Sun put down her chopsticks and picked up the wine bowl.

"Okay, let's take a sip."

The couple clinked glasses.

Yang Ruoqing coaxed: "Father, mother, while there are no outsiders here, you two can have a drink together!"

Yang Huazhong grinned and looked at Sun, seemingly moved.

Sun's face turned redder.

Yang Ruoqing glared at Yang Ruoqing and said, "Don't make noises. An old couple is making people laugh."

"Mom, it's okay, we are your children, we won't laugh at you..."

"Don't drink, don't drink, eat vegetables, eat vegetables..."

After all, everyone could not overcome Sun's shyness and continued to eat.

The spicy dish made by Yang Ruoqing is the most popular.

That was the most exciting meal. Yang Ruoqing leaned on it to eat a bowl of rice.

When the New Year's Eve dinner was coming to an end, footsteps came from the door of the courtyard.

"Third uncle, third aunt, I wish you a happy new year!"

It was Luo Fengtang's voice.

Yang Ruoqing turned around and saw Luo Fengtang changing into clean clothes and entering the house.

Her black hair is pulled high, revealing the full and open sky.

He has handsome and upright facial features and a tall and straight figure.

Going to that stop is very eye-catching.

"Tangyazi, have you eaten yet?" Mrs. Sun put down her chopsticks and asked with a smile.

Luo Fengtang nodded: "I just ate it."

He was carrying a bag of sugar and two cakes in his hand.

This is a common outfit for New Year greetings in this area.

Sweet and sweet, every step of the way (cake) rises.

Yang Ruoqing got off the table, came over to take what Luo Fengtang was holding, and was about to make tea for him.

Yang Huazhong came over quickly, took Luo Fengtang's shoulders and walked towards the table.

"It's New Year's Eve, come and have a drink with your third uncle." Yang Huazhong said.

Luo Fengtang said cheerfully: "Okay!"

The two men were there, walking around and drinking.

Here, when Yang Ruoqing saw this, she couldn't help but curl up her lips.

This kid, if anyone calls him to drink, he will look at her immediately and ask her what she means.

Tonight, there was none?

Well, since it's New Year's Eve, let's give him a chance to indulge.

She happily returned to the table and sat down.

Luo Fengtang also toasted to his great-grandmother and Mrs. Sun.

Then he drank with Yang Huazhong.

The more Yang Huazhong drank, the happier he became.

Yang Ruoqing and others had already finished eating, and were not in a hurry to clear away the dishes. They sat aside and watched the two men drinking together with a smile.

Yang Ruoqing hadn't seen her father smile so heartily for a long time.

Only then did she realize that a man's happiness is sometimes very simple.

It was my son-in-law who drank with me for a few rounds.

This is a kind of closeness and tacit understanding between them.

At the end of the drink, Yang Huazhong shook his head: "The waves behind the Yangtze River push the waves ahead. The third uncle won't drink anymore. The third uncle can't drink you anymore!"

Luo Fengtang smiled modestly, "My third uncle asked me."

Yang Huazhong smiled and patted Luo Fengtang on the shoulder.

Then he glanced at Yang Ruoqing, who was sitting aside.

"Tangyazi, after the Chinese New Year, my Qing'er will be fourteen years old."

"Go back and plan it with your uncle. Set a date to 'get married' first. After we get married, we can choose a good day and you can get married..."

"father……"

Yang Huazhong's words were interrupted by Yang Ruoqing.

She blushed with embarrassment, "We are celebrating the New Year tonight, how can you say that?"

She glanced at Luo Fengtang again.

Luo Fengtang was also looking at him. Compared to her shyness, Luo Fengtang looked excited and excited.

Yang Huazhong deliberately scolded Yang Ruoqing with a straight face: "If you are talking, don't interrupt!"

Yang Ruoqing rolled her eyes.

Yes, I was despised...

Over there, the man turned his head and his eyes fell on Luo Fengtang.

"Your third uncle and I are just such a daughter."

"My third uncle is not very capable, but my only daughter has been raised with my heart and courage in mind."

"This girl has a sharp mouth and a tofu heart."

"Third uncle handed her over to you. Third uncle and three aunt are all optimistic about you."

"From now on, you have to treat her well and don't make your third aunt and I worry, okay?"

When the man said these words, the main room, which was noisy before, suddenly became quiet.

Even the youngest Xiao An looked up at Luo Fengtang with a puffy face.

Mrs. Sun's eyes turned red again.

Yang Ruoqing didn't say a word and bit her lip lightly.

Over there, Luo Fengtang puffed up his chest when he heard Yang Huazhong's words.

Her doting eyes turned to Yang Ruoqing here.

"Third uncle, third aunt, I, Luo Fengtang, am a clumsy person."

"I can't do sweet talk, make promises or anything like that."

"But I am a man. I can run horses with my arms and build people with my fists."

"You trust me, Luo Fengtang, and leave Qing'er to me."

"I will show you through actions how I feel about Qing'er!"

He spoke solemnly, every word falling to the ground with a ringing sound.

Yang Huazhong nodded repeatedly: "Okay, okay, with your words, your uncle and aunt will feel relieved."

Here, Mrs. Sun also quietly wiped away the moisture from the corners of her eyes.

"The road is made by walking, and the days are made by living. What Tang Yazi said, the third aunt likes to hear."

"Qing'er, you and Tang Yazi should get along well and support each other from now on, you know?" Mrs. Sun warned.

Yang Ruoqing nodded seriously.

She glanced at Luo Fengtang again, and she saw the same emotion and determination in his eyes as hers.

My heart feels warm.

After the New Year's Eve dinner, Mrs. Sun took out six red envelopes.

Distributed to all juniors in the hall.

There were all kinds of little flowers, and the two little girls were so moved that their noses became sore.

Luo Fengtang looked at the red envelope in his hand and was also very moved.

"Third Aunt, I'm an adult now, how can I still ask for a red envelope from you?" He smiled bitterly.

Mrs. Sun said with a serious face: "This is the new year's money given to you by our elders. You must accept it. This is a custom."

Luo Fengtang then looked at Yang Ruoqing.
To be continued...