Old Yangtou continued: "It's February now. It's the Dragon Boat Festival. Let's make some preparations and send a gift to Li's house."

"We will send another one around the Mid-Autumn Festival and the New Year, and wait until the twelfth lunar month to welcome the eldest grandson's daughter-in-law to the house to celebrate the New Year." The old man said.

"Well, it's all up to me to make the decision. My grandson has no objections," Yang Yongxian said.

Old Yang nodded and continued: "Your house will be used as a wedding room. After you get married, I will find a way to build a small kitchen for you in the backyard."

Yang Yongxian nodded again, "Everything is entirely up to me, and my grandson has no objections."

Old Yangtou said: "Well, you are indeed a scholar. You know books and etiquette. That's why I like you."

Yang Yongxian pursed his lips in embarrassment, feeling secretly happy in his heart.

Beside the bed, Mrs. Tan also made a sound.

"There's no need to build a cooking pot in the backyard. Yongzhi and his friends can use their house directly as a kitchen for Yongxian and others," she said.

Old Yang asked: "How could this happen? That is Yongzhi's house..."

"What do you call them? They have long had nothing to do with our old Yang family. Do you still expect them to come back?" Tan said angrily.

Old Yangtou said: "I don't care about the Chen family, but after all Yongzhi is a descendant of our Old Yang family, our third grandson."

Mrs. Tan said: "What is the third grandson? He only has his wife in his heart. You are here to plan for him. Has he ever thought about you?"

Old Yang stopped gnawing his head.

Tan continued: "The house was empty. Before Mrs. Li came in, she changed it and turned it into a kitchen. If anyone asks, just say it was me. If anyone is dissatisfied, let him come to me."

…

Life is back on track, the weather has warmed up, spring plowing has begun, and rapeseed and winter wheat have begun to grow crazily.

The broad bean seedlings have also grown to half an arm's length, and as long as a few more spring breezes blow, the broad bean flowers will bloom.

On this day, Yang Ruoqing accompanied Sun to plant vegetables in the vegetable garden, while Xiao Hua Xiaoduo and Baby Luo were playing nearby.

Xiaohua held the baby Luo, and Xiaoduo held a butterfly net, running around chasing the dancing butterflies.

Baby Luo's interest didn't seem to be in those butterflies. Instead, he was amused by Xiaoduo running around, making him giggle.

In the vegetable garden, both Sun and Yang Ruoqing were amused by Baby Luo's "bold" laughter.

Mrs. Sun straightened up, looked towards Baby Luo, and said to Yang Ruoqing: "Children love to come out and play. Look, how happy they are, haha..."

Yang Ruoqing was also full of smiles.

Mrs. Sun continued: "Your father asked me to ask you during breakfast this morning. Seeing that the sixth day of March is the child's first birthday, what are you going to do?"

Yang Ruoqing was stunned for a moment.

Mrs. Sun continued: "Would you like to go to a restaurant?"

Yang Ruoqing waved her hand directly: "Last time Ga Gong celebrated his 60th birthday, we went to the restaurant under special circumstances."

"For my baby's first birthday, I don't want to be too high-profile, so I will follow the custom and set up a few tables of meals at home."

"Mom, you and Ga Po, please come over and have some fun, and then let her catch Zhou Zhou for fun or something," she said.

"Besides, Tang Yazi and I have already discussed this matter, and he also means the same thing."

Hearing Yang Ruoqing's words, Sun said: "You are the baby's parents, so just do what you say."

After Mrs. Sun said this, she turned her face away, a trace of gloom flashing in her eyes.

The baby's first birthday is also another child's first birthday...

Here, after talking about this topic, Yang Ruoqing bent down again and pretended to plant vegetables, feeling suddenly congested.

This first birthday is really full of anticipation and fear, joy and pain.

Chen'er...

Where is Chen'er now?

Does the person who raised Chen'er know that Chen'er's first birthday is in a few days?

My son, where are you?

God, why can't you give me a hint?

The separation of mother and child is like peeling off the bark of a living tree. God, how long are you going to punish me?

…

"Qing'er..."

Sun suddenly called Yang Ruoqing in a low voice.

"Huh? What's the matter, mother?" Yang Ruoqing asked.

Mrs. Sun turned her head, with self-blame and worry in her eyes, "Mom can't help but want to ask you..."

"Mom, stop asking." Yang Ruoqing suddenly panicked.

It was like being stabbed by something, and it hurt hard.

"Mom, I know what you want to ask. If there is any situation, I will definitely tell you." Yang Ruoqing said, lowering her head.

The sound is so small, so small.

"I didn't tell mother, please don't ask me..."

She couldn't speak any more and bit her lip tightly. There was something in her eyes that wanted to struggle out.

Seeing Yang Ruoqing's appearance, Mrs. Sun said nothing, turned around, quietly wiped away a handful of tears, and continued planting vegetables.

And here, Yang Ruoqing also buried her head and continued to plant vegetables. Her tears fell drop by drop to the ground under her feet, nourishing the planted vegetables.

…

As the sixth day of March approaches day by day, Luo Fengtang's mood becomes more exciting day by day.

When walking, the pace is vigorous and vigorous.

When sweeping the yard, carrying water for my own home, my mother-in-law's home, and Uncle Luo's blacksmith's home, I was actually humming a tune for the first time.

Everyone knows that Luo Fengtang is happy.

Because his most beloved and precious daughter Luo Baobao will soon celebrate her first birthday.

In the past two days, he had been thinking about what birthday gift to give Baby Luo. He was thinking about it while practicing and while eating.

I thought about it while playing with Baby Luo, and even thought about it while washing Yang Ruoqing's feet and sleeping.

"You, you are almost becoming a maniac about doting on your daughter."

On this day, when the couple was bathing Baby Luo, Luo Fengtang asked Yang Ruoqing for advice for the nth time, and Yang Ruoqing couldn't help but tease him.

"She is so young, only one year old. Even if you give her gold, silver, jewelry, land contracts, or a prosperous shop, she won't understand."

"In her eyes, those things you carefully prepared are not as real as a bunch of candied haws and a handful of candies." She added.

Luo Fengtang was startled for a moment, his adoring eyes covering the clever little girl in front of him.

"Hehe, you are right. She doesn't know the use of those things yet. I will give them to her when she grows up, understands, and can control them by herself."

"Right now, I will carve a small doll for her and sharpen a wooden sword." He said.

Yang Ruoqing said: "I can understand carving small dolls. I dare to ask General Luo, why do you carve a wooden sword for your daughter? Is it possible that you still want her, a girl, to join the army when she grows up?"

Luo Fengtang smiled and shook his head: "Man said that our Daqi law stipulates that women cannot join the army. Even if it is possible, I will not let my daughter go to the battlefield to fight and kill."

"Ah wu..."
Chapter completed!