Chef Zhou smiled and said: "Don't worry, boss, our restaurant has received no less than twenty orders for birthday banquets since it opened."

"We have experience with this scale, dishes, patterns, ceremonies, etc."

"This time your grandpa's birthday banquet, we will definitely make it prosperous and lively to extend his life," he said.

Hearing this, Yang Ruoqing was very happy, "Uncle Zhou, I can rest assured that you can handle the matter. As for the birthday banquet, I leave it to you and everyone else."

"My boss is so polite." Chef Zhou and others said.

Yang Ruoqing added: "Tomorrow will be the seventh day of the Lunar New Year, and the day after tomorrow will be the eighth day of the Lunar New Year. We will be closed the day after tomorrow. Tell the guys down there."

"When my grandpa's birthday banquet is successfully completed, I will send red envelopes to everyone."

"Thank you, boss."

…

We had lunch at a restaurant. During lunch, Luo Fengtang came over.

"How's it going? Have you met the class leader?" Yang Ruoqing asked.

In the morning, the two of them came to the town together, and when they arrived at the town's entrance, they parted ways for the time being.

She came to the restaurant, and he went to visit the opera troupe leader at his home, and once again finalized the matter of singing on the eighth day of the lunar month.

Hearing Yang Ruoqing's question, Luo Fengtang smiled and nodded.

"I have made an agreement with the class leader that I will come over in the morning on the eighth day of the lunar month and sing a song to celebrate my birthday during the banquet at noon."

"The price and reward have all been negotiated. Everything is ready. You don't have to worry," he said.

Yang Ruoqing smiled, "That's good. Are you tired from running? Come on, have a sip of tea first, and then we'll eat soon."

She wanted to make tea for him, but he stopped her.

"No need to bother, I'll just drink from your bowl." He said.

She glanced at her tea bowl and said, "I've drank my tea three times and it's gone..."

"It's okay."

As he spoke, he grabbed her tea bowl and took a swig from where the corners of her lips touched.

Yang Ruoqing was startled for a moment, then a hint of sweetness flashed across her eyes.

He took out the handkerchief from his sleeve and stood up with his feet to wipe the sweat from his forehead.

"Are you ready to drink?" she asked.

He nodded and looked at her: "Qing'er's tea is so delicious and sweet."

She blushed and said, "My tea isn't sweet, it's because your mouth is covered with honey."

Luo Fengtang chuckled.

Yang Ruoqing gave him an angry look and said, "Smirk."

Then he pushed him and said, "Let's go, let's go eat."

"Um!"

He put the tea bowl on the table next to him, and the two of them left the private room and went to the lobby in front.

After lunch, the couple planned to go shopping on the street and then return to the village.

Yang Huaming chased him out, "Qing'er, Tang Yazi, wait a moment."

Yang Ruoqing turned around and looked at Yang Huaming: "What's wrong, Fourth Uncle?"

Yang Huaming said: "I went back to the village three days ago, and your fourth aunt told me that the children at home were clamoring for braised pork."

"I saw you guys coming earlier, so I hurriedly went to Wa City to weigh three kilograms of pork belly. You can help me take it back to your fourth aunt."

As he spoke, he handed over a hanging piece of raw pork, the top of which was tied with straw.

Yang Ruoqing took the pork, "Okay, does Fourth Uncle have anything else to say to me?"

Yang Huaming thought for a moment and said, "Just tell your fourth aunt that I won't go back today. I'll just wait until the birthday party is over on the eighth day before we go back together."

"Tell her again that these three kilograms of pork are cooked. Remember to leave a portion for your grandparents. The other girls will hide in the kitchen and eat them all."

Hearing this, Yang Ruoqing laughed.

Yang Huaming was also a little embarrassed and scratched his head, "I can't do it without telling you. You also know your fourth aunt's temperament."

Yang Ruoqing nodded: "Well, Fourth Uncle doesn't need to explain, I understand, I understand."

…

The couple bought some things on the street, mostly daily necessities.

Then there are fruits.

This season, sugar cane, oranges, and apples are all available.

Yang Ruoqing bought some of everything. This season is a bit dry, and the elderly and children at home need to eat more fruits.

Especially Luo Baobao.

The little one's digestion is not very good, and sometimes it takes two or three days for him to poop.

Moreover, the poop is easy to interfere with and hard.

Every time I pooped for the little one, it was extremely laborious and difficult, and there was even some bloodshot eyes.

This matter has troubled Tuoba Xian, Sun and the others.

So Yang Ruoqing planned to buy more oranges and the like, and go back to squeeze orange juice for her children to drink and supplement vitamins.

…

The young couple arrived at the village before the sun set.

"Tangyaozi, you should go home first. I will deliver the meat to Fourth Aunt and then come over."

After telling Luo Fengtang, Yang Ruoqing carried the three kilograms of pork belly into the village.

In the old house, Ms. Liu was sitting in the yard washing clothes, while Mr. Kang was playing beside him, holding a sweeping broom under his crotch as a horse, and riding all over the yard.

Hearing footsteps approaching, Mrs. Liu quickly raised her head and looked towards the sound.

"Ah, what brought Qing'er here?"

She asked, and her eyes suddenly lit up when she saw the meat in Yang Ruoqing's hand.

"Hey, this meat is..."

"I just came back from town. My fourth uncle asked me to bring these three kilograms of pork back to you, my fourth aunt."

Yang Ruoqing said.

Hearing this, Mrs. Liu stood up and ran to Yang Ruoqing without shaking her hands.

He took the meat with his hand still stained with soap powder, weighed it in his hand, and then smiled with satisfaction.

"Your fourth uncle still has some sense of conscience. He eats and drinks spicy food in restaurants every day. Knowing that our mothers are suffering at home, he still knows how to bring some meat back." Mrs. Liu said.

Yang Ruoqing twitched her lips: "Fourth Aunt, what you said is wrong. Where did you suffer?"

She asked, taking a look at Mrs. Liu, and Yang Ruoqing continued: "Your food and clothing are top-notch in the village."

"Compared to those women who have to take care of children, feed chickens and pigs, and work in the fields, you don't even take care of the vegetable garden. You are really a hands-off wife. My mother doesn't have as much leisure as you!"

Hearing Yang Ruoqing's words, Ms. Liu shook her head.

"Qing'er, how can the fourth aunt compare with your mother? Your mother is so lucky to live in such a big yard and have children as good as you and Da'an."

"Look at Fourth Aunt and I, we are all crowded together in this big house. It's windy, rainy, and leaky. There's no good place to dry the clothes we wash. Oh!"

Mrs. Liu grabbed Yang Ruoqing and expressed her bitterness there.

Yang Ruoqing was not interested in hearing her complaints. The fourth uncle had made a lot of money in the past few years, but Mr. Liu didn't know how to manage the house, so all the money was spent.

Who is to blame?

Yang Ruoqing glanced at the pork in Mr. Liu's hand and said: "Fourth uncle also said that I asked my fourth aunt to leave a portion for my grandma. Don't hide in the kitchen and eat it all secretly. I will come back to his house to eat it."

Ask grandma."

Hearing this, Mrs. Liu's face drooped.
Chapter completed!