Then she put down the chopsticks in her hands, stood up and ran towards the door of the house.

There was a look of ecstasy on his face.

Before Sun and Yang Huazhong could realize what was going on, they saw a tall figure appear at the door of the hall.

Yang Ruoqing, on the other hand, had already thrown herself into the arms of that figure, and the two of them hugged each other tightly.

"Ah? Tang Yazi? Isn't this Tang Yazi back?"

Mrs. Sun was surprised and happy, and Yang Huazhong nodded repeatedly, "Yes, it's our Tang Yazi who is back!"

The couple quickly put down the bowls and chopsticks in their hands and ran towards the door of the hall.

At this time, Yang Ruoqing and Luo Fengtang had let go of each other, but their hands were still tightly held together.

"Father-in-law, mother-in-law..."

Luo Fengtang smiled and greeted Yang Huazhong and Sun.

Mrs. Sun nodded in agreement, and Yang Huazhong came forward to ask Luo Fengtang: "It's a good time to come back. Qing'er's baby hasn't been born yet. Qing'er will feel relieved when you come back!"

Luo Fengtang nodded, and his eyes fell on Yang Ruoqing and Yang Ruoqing's belly again.

His dusty face was full of concern and surprise.

Yang Ruoqing said: "Don't look at it, I haven't given birth yet!"

Just as Luo Fengtang was about to open his mouth, Yang Ruoqing said: "You are cold all over, and your head and face are covered with dust. You must be in a hurry and haven't eaten, right?"

Luo Fengtang smiled.

Ever since we set off from the south, we have never stopped along the way.

Dry food was eaten on horseback.

"The food is all hot. Come on, let's eat something to fill our stomachs first. We'll talk about other things later."

Yang Ruoqing said, pulling him towards the table.

Mrs. Sun said, "I'll go to the kitchen to get some bowls and chopsticks."

Yang Huazhong said: "I left the sweet-scented osmanthus wine for the Chinese New Year for Tang Yazi. I'll get it!"

Yang Ruoqing and Luo Fengtang were suddenly left in the hall.

"Qing'er, I..."

"Don't rush to talk now. Come on, drink this bowl of hot soup to moisten your throat."

Yang Ruoqing said, a bowl of wolfberry duck soup was delivered to him.

Luo Fengtang took the bowl of fragrant old duck soup and drank it in one gulp.

All the strength in my body came back immediately, and my hands and feet were warm.

"A war just ended. When I looked at the date, it was already the second day of March." He wiped the corners of his mouth and said to Yang Ruoqing.

"I became very anxious when I thought that Uncle Fu said that you were due to give birth on February 26th. I quickly took a leave of absence from General Xiahou and came back to see you and the baby," he said.

"Why...isn't she born yet?" he asked.

Yang Ruoqing pursed her lips and smiled, "I don't know, he's just lazy. He just likes to stay in there and not come out."

Luo Fengtang was surprised for a moment, and then his eyes were filled with smiles.

"I know why," he said.

"Why?" Yang Ruoqing asked.

Luo Fengtang said: "My baby has to wait for his father to come back before he is willing to come out."

"Hahaha..." Yang Ruoqing laughed.

"Just be pretty!" She glared at him, then took another chopstick and put it into his mouth.

"Is everything okay when you come back this time?" she asked.

What did Luo Fengtang mean by her question?

"Even the emperor can't stop me from coming back to accompany my wife to have a baby!" Luo Fengtang said.

Yang Ruoqing raised her lips: "Then how long will you be able to stay after this trip?"

Luo Fengtang thought for a moment and said, "About half a month."

Yang Ruoqing was secretly happy.

At this moment, Sun and Yang Huazhong came over from the backyard together.

Mrs. Sun brought hot rice, and Yang Huazhong also heated up the wine.

"Come on, come on, Tang Yazi, my husband and I haven't had a drink together this year. This wine is good. I reserved it just for you!"

Yang Huazhong couldn't help but smile, and he looked at Luo Fengtang with affectionate eyes.

Luo Fengtang quickly stood up and said, "Father-in-law, my son-in-law is unfilial and has not paid New Year's greetings to you and my mother-in-law this year."

"My son-in-law would like to wish my two elders good health and all the best!"

Luo Fengtang clasped his hands in his fists, leaned down, and bowed respectfully.

Yang Huazhong and Sun looked at each other, their faces full of relief and joy.

"Okay, okay, everything is going well for everyone, and everything will go well for you, your husband, your children," Yang Huazhong said.

He quickly called Luo Fengtang to sit down and said, "Come on, let us drink two cups. This wine has been scalded to warm our bodies."

"Okay!" Luo Fengtang responded.

He picked up the wine cup in front of him and stood up again: "Father-in-law, I'll give you the first cup of wine. I'll drink it first as a token of respect. You can do whatever you want."

As soon as he finished speaking, the wine in the wine glass was drained in one gulp.

Extremely bold and unrestrained.

Not to mention that Yang Huazhong was satisfied, even Yang Ruoqing, who was sitting and watching, was fascinated by Luo Fengtang's heroic actions.

I remembered that when Mu Zichuan and his father had dinner together before, although Mu Zichuan was also polite.

However, I always feel that the heat is a little lacking.

As for Yang Huazhong, although he greeted him warmly, he was a little more reserved.

At this moment, together with Luo Fengtang, the two of them were talking, laughing, and drinking.

There is no feeling of unfamiliarity at all. Rather than saying he is a son-in-law, it is more like being a close friend and a good buddy.

This is intimacy, zero distance.

Yang Ruoqing watched, listened, and accompanied.

The smile on his face has never faded.

He and Tang Yazi, his family and Tang Yazi are destined to be on the same side.

Because we are from the same place, we enter the same family. This is fate.

Full of wine and food.

Yang Huazhong still wanted to talk to Luo Fengtang, but Sun gave Yang Huazhong a few gentle kicks under the table.

Yang Huazhong was confused and looked at Sun.

Sun then winked at Yang Huazhong.

"What's wrong, Qing'er? What's wrong with your eyes?" Yang Huazhong asked.

Mrs. Sun was so depressed that she almost fell off her stool.

"Why do you want me to break your knotty elm?" Sun lowered her voice, gritted her teeth, and glanced at Luo Fengtang and Yang Ruoqing.

Yang Huazhong suddenly understood.

"Ha, haha..." He laughed a little awkwardly and raised his hand to scratch his head.

"Well, it's getting late, Tang Yazi. That's all we are talking about today. Come back tomorrow and we can continue talking and drinking!" Yang Huazhong said.

On the side, Mrs. Sun also quickly joined in: "Yes, yes, come over for dinner tomorrow. I'm tired from traveling today, so go back and rest early..."

Luo Fengtang smiled and nodded, then glanced sideways at Yang Ruoqing.

Yang Ruoqing blushed and smiled with her lips pursed.

My parents are so funny!

She has a big belly, so she can't do anything if she is driven back to the house so early!

However, this is the kind intention of my parents, and it is not easy to go against it.

So, Yang Ruoqing also stood up and said to Yang Huazhong and Sun, "Then Tang Yazi and I will go back first and come back tomorrow during the day."

Sun and Yang Huazhong came to see him off.

Mrs. Sun said: "Don't worry, you can sleep in tomorrow and I'll cook lunch before calling you."

Yang Ruoqing nodded.
Chapter completed!