In the room, Yang Ruoqing unwrapped a bundle, just like countless mothers who came back from working outside.

Showing the new clothes bought for the child from outside to Baby Luo one by one, he kept asking Luo Fengtang next to him: "Does this look good?"

Luo Fengtang smiled and said: "It looks good."

"What about this one?"

"Yeah, it looks good too."

"Haha, I fell in love with these pants at first sight," she added.

Luo Fengtang said: "It's a happy celebration. What our daughter wears must be pleasing to the eye. My wife has really good taste."

"Hey, I can talk, I like it." She winked at him.

Then he said to Baby Luo: "Your dad, as long as the clothes he buys for you, no matter what style or pattern, he always says one word: good-looking."

Baby Luo was also standing beside the bed, tiptoeing, and tugging at the clothes with his little hands.

Following the example of Yang Ruoqing before, she gestured to her chest and uttered vague monosyllables from her mouth.

When Yang Ruoqing was talking to her, she raised her head and stuffed the small clothes she was holding into Yang Ruoqing's side.

"Ah, ah..."

Seeing her anxious look, Yang Ruoqing and Luo Fengtang looked at each other and smiled.

"How can such a young person love stinky beauty so much?" Yang Ruoqing asked.

Then he took the small clothes handed over by Luo Baobao and said, "Tell your father to prepare hot water in the bathroom. Mom will give you a bath, then put on your clothes and go to Grandma Ga's place for dinner!"

Luo Baobao seemed to understand.

Sure enough, she came to Luo Fengtang's legs, hugged his legs, raised her head, and rubbed her little body against his legs.

Then, he grabbed one of Luo Fengtang's fingers and dragged him towards the bathroom.

This move once again made the two of them laugh.

Luo Fengtang leaned over and touched her little head and said: "Okay, okay, dad will prepare hot water right now, and you can pick out some nice clothes. When the water is ready, take a shower."

The couple gave Baby Luo a big bath together, and then put on the new clothes and shoes that Yang Ruoqing brought back.

Even Yang Ruoqing bought the flowers that tie her hair into a bun.

After finishing dressing up Baby Luo and looking at the new little girl in front of them, Yang Ruoqing and Luo Fengtang's eyes completely lit up.

"Not to mention, this little girl will be really beautiful when she grows up!" Yang Ruoqing said.

Luo Fengtang also agreed with his face.

After hearing this, he said to Yang Ruoqing: "Let's just keep these words in our hearts. Don't say them in front of children."

Yang Ruoqing was startled for a moment, then suddenly realized.

Every place has its taboos. Let’s take Mianniu Mountain as an example.

If you kill a pig during the Chinese New Year, you can’t call it ‘killing the pig for the new year’, but call it ‘for good luck in the new year’.

The meat and bones chewed during the New Year are called "Yuanbao".

When an old man passes away, he has to say he's gone, or he's gone for the better...

When an adult gets sick, or breaks an arm or leg, relatives and friends who come to visit will call the sick and injured person "sorrowful."

Blind fortune tellers predict people's fortunes. The numerology shows how many "catastrophes" they will have, and also how many "heartaches" they will suffer.

When a child is sick, it is called "being a dog".

If you praise your child in front of her for being healthy and not getting sick, the child may get sick soon.

Yang Ruoqing didn't know whether this was a coincidence or what.

In short, at this moment Luo Fengtang reminded not to praise these things in front of the children, and Yang Ruoqing accepted this reminder.

She is not a crazy person, but there are some traditions and taboos that everyone follows, so naturally she has to pay attention to them.

So, she quickly changed the subject, "We have been delayed in the house for a long time. Your mother and my fifth aunt and the others went to dig wild vegetables. I guess they will be back soon, right?"

"Almost." Luo Fengtang said.

Yang Ruoqing said: "Let's go to the front yard together. I'll hold the baby. You bring all the gifts you brought back, and we'll go to my parents' house for dinner together."

Regarding the Minamata disease in the capital, Yang Ruoqing had already discussed it on the way back and would not mention it to her relatives and friends at home.

If asked, he would just mention it lightly, let alone mention the matter of being summoned by the emperor.

Why?

Because there are too many things involved, about the prince, about the cabinet bachelor, about the government office,

Even about the Black Lotus.

No matter what they did in the capital, Yang Ruoqing and Luo Fengtang had only one purpose when they returned to Changping Village.

That is to be an ordinary villager peacefully, farming with relatives, and busy with the human relations between relatives.

Be a conscientious farmer, honor each other's parents, and raise your own children.

Doing laundry, cooking and visiting the village.

Open a school, start a business, and make your small life prosperous.

In the yard of Yang Huazhong's house next door.

The Sun family, the eldest Sun family, and Yang Ruolan were all busy preparing dinner for the night.

Yang Ruoqing also came over.

"Qing'er, you're exhausted after riding so far. Go sit down and rest!" said Sun.

Yang Ruoqing shook her head: "I rested in the county town last night. I'm not tired."

Da Sun smiled: "Even if I am tired, I still can't bear to go to bed right now."

"Why?" Ms. Sun was puzzled.

Mrs. Sun said: "I know my Qing'er best. She likes to listen to us chatting in the kitchen."

Yang Ruoqing smiled and nodded: "My eldest aunt understands me. I haven't cooked with you for more than a month, doing household chores, and I feel uncomfortable all over."

Yang Ruolan came over and handed over an apron.

"If you really want to stay, just wear this apron and don't get your clothes dirty." Yang Ruolan said.

Yang Ruoqing smiled at Yang Ruolan, took the apron and tied it around her waist.

"Mom, what are you cooking tonight? I'll help you choose." She came to Sun's side.

Ms. Sun was standing beside a long table under the small window. On the long table were a row of vegetable baskets and small bamboo baskets.

Inside, there are vegetables and fruits of this season.

"Mom, are these all grown in our own vegetable garden?" Yang Ruoqing asked, looking at the ingredients in front of her.

Mrs. Sun nodded and said: "Judging from the current situation this year, the rain has been pretty good, and the vegetables in the vegetable garden are growing well."

"Not only can we feed the students in the school, but we can also make the rest at home. We don't need to go to town to buy vegetarian dishes like in previous years." Sun said.

Yang Ruoqing curled her lips and smiled, she liked to eat this kind of farm-style stir-fry the most.

Fresh and refreshing, green and pollution-free.

It contains no hormones and is non-GMO, so you can eat it with confidence.

"Qing'er, what do you think of this chicken today?" Sun's voice came over again.

Yang Ruoqing turned around and saw that Mrs. Sun was holding a big hen with all its feathers stripped off in her hand.

Yang Ruoqing said: "How many tables of food are there at night?"
Chapter completed!