That day, when Song first came back to the south, he was excited about everything he saw.

I also want to go see the fields.

Anyway, there is no danger in Changping Village.

What's more, with Yang Ruoqing, a young clan leader and an invisible master, by Tuoba Xian's side, Risong was completely at ease that day.

Yang Ruoqing's skills are above him.

In the hall, suddenly only Yang Ruoqing and Tuoba Xian were left.

Seeing Tuoba Xian still holding a piece of sesame candy, she took a small bite and then stopped and looked at the sesame candy in her hand.

Then, as if thinking about something, he became slightly distracted.

Yang Ruoqing smiled slightly and sat down next to her.

"Mrs. Xian, what are you thinking about while staring at this piece of candy?" she asked.

Hearing Yang Ruoqing's question, Tuoba Xian said to himself: "I'm wondering if my son also grew up eating candy like this?"

"What did he look like when he was a child? A tiger-headed guy?"

Yang Ruoqing was startled for a moment.

The Tuoba Xian in front of me is completely the most ordinary mother in the world.

A piece of sesame candy can also evoke many speculations about her missing son's childhood.

"I don't know what Tangyazi was like when he was a child. He is four or five years older than me."

"However, one thing I can be sure of is that if he got such a piece of candy when he was a child, he would definitely be happier than anything else."

Yang Ruoqing said truthfully.

"ah?"

Tuoba Xian raised his eyes and glanced at Yang Ruoqing.

"Isn't this candy a local product of your farmers? Feng Tang..."

"Mrs. Xian, although this sesame candy is a specialty of our farm, we only have time to make it during the holidays."

Yang Ruoqing interrupted Tuoba Xian and continued: "As far as I know, when Tang Yazi was a child, it was difficult to even get new clothes and a pair of new shoes during the New Year."

"Uncle Luo is a man. Apart from farming and blacksmithing, he doesn't know how to make sugar. He just cooks the food to save trouble."

Hearing Yang Ruoqing's words, Tuoba Xian's expression was extremely complicated.

Holding the sesame candy, it was difficult to bite it again.

Seeing Tuoba Xian's deep distress in her eyes, Yang Ruoqing frowned slightly.

This is Luo Fengtang's true growth experience. As her own mother, Yang Ruoqing felt that Tuoba Xian needed to know.

Tuoba Xian sighed lightly.

"I owe him too much, too much..."

…

After a while, Yang Huazhong came back with Yan Huaian and Narisong.

Blacksmith Luo and Wang Cuilian also came over.

After another round of greetings, Blacksmith Luo stayed in the main room to talk, while Wang Cuilian came to the backyard.

Yang Ruoqing took this opportunity to come to the backyard kitchen.

It is important to accompany the mother-in-law who has come all the way, but the mother-in-law who is busy working in the kitchen fumes cannot be ignored either.

In the kitchen, Mrs. Sun and Mrs. Sun were cooking together.

On the small table next to the pot, the chopped ingredients are already laid out.

Mrs. Sun was talking to Mrs. Sun there.

Seeing Yang Ruoqing and Wang Cuilian come in, Mrs. Sun said hello to Wang Cuilian.

Then he quickly asked Yang Ruoqing: "Why are you here? Who is accompanying the guest?"

Yang Ruoqing said: "Dad and Uncle Luo are both here."

It happened that Mrs. Sun was going to wash the fish in the backyard, so Yang Ruoqing accompanied Mrs. Sun to the well.

Mrs. Sun lowered her voice and said to Yang Ruoqing: "Mrs. Xian seems to have no airs at all. She is so friendly to ordinary people like us."

"If you didn't tell me her background, I would never have thought she was a princess."

Hearing Sun's words, Yang Ruoqing pursed her lips and smiled.

"Like mother, like son. If you see that Tang Yazi is such a good person, you know that his mother is also good at heart." Yang Ruoqing said.

Sun nodded.

"Have you noticed? Tangyazi looks nothing like his mother." Mrs. Sun said again.

Yang Ruoqing nodded: "Maybe he is like his father!"

If that's true, then his father is also a handsome and heroic man!

"Qing'er, when will Tang Yazi come back?" Mrs. Sun asked again.

Yang Ruoqing pursed her lips in depression.

In the past two days, the elders on both sides of the family have asked this question over and over again.

How could she know?

"It should be soon." She said.

Soon, the fish was washed, and the mother and daughter returned to the kitchen and started cooking the fish.

"Mom, let me cook the fish. I'll make a dish of peacock fish to add to the fun." Yang Ruoqing said.

A sumptuous lunch was quickly cooked.

Chicken stewed with mushroom stock, a big bowl of braised pork belly, loach braised with cucumber, braised potatoes, eggplant braised with pea pods...

There was a table full of authentic farm-style dishes.

However, when the last peacock fish was served, everyone was amazed.

"This fish is really beautiful, just like a painting!"

Tuoba Xian couldn't help but praise.

"Ms. Qing'er, your cooking skills are really good!"

"That fish was made by Qing'er..." Mrs. Sun said sheepishly.

ah?

Tuoba Xian and Na Risong all focused their attention on Yang Ruoqing.

"This girl is really ingenious. Fengtang will be blessed in the future."

Tuoba Xian said with a smile.

Risong also had a look of astonishment on his face.

Southern women cook more delicately than northern women.

Look at this clan leader, he is tougher than anyone else in a fight, and he is so delicate in cooking.

Southern women are treasures!

During this trip to the south, it would be great if I could take a gentle and virtuous southern woman back to sleep with me!

Lunch started in a warm and lively atmosphere...

No one from the old house or the Sun family was invited this time.

They are Yang Ruoqing's family, and Blacksmith Luo and his wife.

After lunch, Yang Ruoqing led Tuoba Xian to the guest room to take a nap.

As soon as I came out, I met Narisong squatting at the door.

"It's safe here. You can go and have fun by yourself. It'll be fine."

She said to Na Risong.

When Risong heard this, his eyes lit up.

"Clan leader..."

"What do you call me?"

Yang Ruoqing raised her eyebrows.

That day Risong quickly changed his words: "Qing'er, I want to ask you something."

"What's going on?" Yang Ruoqing asked.

That day Risong looked around, leaned a little closer and asked: "You girls from the south, how do you like men to treat you?"

"What?"

Yang Ruoqing frowned, what's the problem?

"Ask for specifics, I don't understand." Yang Ruoqing said.

That day Risong scratched his braid and continued: "Let me give you an analogy."

"It's just like the last time we met for the first time. I went straight to the point and asked you to come back with me and become my woman. You wanted to hit me then, which must mean that I don't like you!" Narisong said.

"Well, that's right," Yang Ruoqing nodded.

"Now that I think about that incident, I still want to hit you." She said seriously.

Risong was so frightened that he quickly took a step back and subconsciously raised his hands to protect his face.

He smiled apologetically and said: "Don't, don't be like this, I've already become a good person..."

"puff……"

Yang Ruoqing almost vomited out her blood.
Chapter completed!