After breakfast, Blacksmith Luo was planning to discuss with Luo Fengtang a trip to the mountains.

On September 9th, the Double Ninth Festival, drink chrysanthemum wine and then go to the top of the mountain to express your gratitude to your relatives, friends and the past four years.

This is also a custom passed down from generation to generation in the Mianniu Mountain area.

However, before Blacksmith Luo could speak, Wang Cuilian said: "You don't want to go up to the heights today. Tang Yazi will go alone and come back, as long as you have your heart set on it."

Blacksmith Luo pulled his face down: "Why did you say this!"

Wang Cuilian glanced at Yang Ruoqing next to her. The mother-in-law and daughter-in-law looked at each other and smiled.

Then, like a magic trick, Wang Cuilian took out a rolled baggage from behind the coffee table and placed it in front of Blacksmith Luo.

"Change into your clothes, shoes and socks," the woman said.

Blacksmith Luo was startled for a moment, then opened the bundle.

"Brand new clothes and shoes and socks, are these... for me?" he asked with some confusion.

Seeing Wang Cuilian nodding, he became even more confused.

"Uncle, come with me down here!" Yang Ruoqing also said something, walked over, took Blacksmith Luo's arm and walked towards the backyard.

Wang Cuilian and Luo Fengtang followed them, and everyone came to the backyard. Yang Ruoqing pointed to the tables in the open space in front of her sight, "Uncle, look."

This place was also the place used to hold an outdoor wedding when Yang Ruolan and Ah Hao got married last time.

Now, it was time to serve as the venue for Blacksmith Luo's birthday banquet. Flowers were arranged as usual and a small stage was set up with a red carpet.

As usual, there were several tables on both sides of the red carpet. When you glance over them, they look beautiful and festive.

Yang Ruoqing felt that with her talent, she shouldn't have become an agent in the first place. She might as well have opened a wedding company!

At this moment, Blacksmith Luo opened his mouth in surprise when he saw all the arrangements in front of him.

He was a little confused at first, but when he saw the big and eye-catching red word "Longevity" stuck on the stage background, the man finally understood.

"This one, this one is..."

"Today is your forty-eighth birthday!" Wang Cuilian smiled and walked to Blacksmith Luo.

The woman smiled and said: "The children are sensible and filial. They secretly prepared this birthday banquet and wanted to make it fun for you."

"ah?"

Blacksmith Luo was so shocked that he could not speak even more. His eyes fell on Yang Ruoqing and Luo Fengtang.

"You, you...what do you want me to say?"

Blacksmith Luo said with some excitement.

"This is so extravagant and wasteful. You are so thoughtful, just boil an egg and peel it off!" he said.

Yang Ruoqing pursed her lips and smiled: "Today, the eggs will be boiled, and the food and wine will be served. I said hello to my parents' side, and they will all come over when they come back from the mountain!"

"This...this is delaying everyone's time, I, I..."

Blacksmith Luo was so flattered that he was almost speechless with excitement.

Luo Fengtang came to Blacksmith Luo, his brows furrowed together slightly, with a serious look on his face, which made Yang Ruoqing and Wang Cuilian beside them cover their mouths and want to snicker.

This man is quite interesting. He feels so awkward when he wants to say something that touches his heart.

It's not like women who can sit together and talk hand in hand, and still shed a few tears when they talk about emotional points.

Look, these two men are staring at each other at the moment, it's funny.

Luo Fengtang maintained that almost constipated expression for almost a minute, and finally squeezed out a few words.

"Uncle, it's not easy for you to grow old these years!"

"Today, I'll have a few drinks with you, Qing'er has prepared some food and wine!" he said.

Blacksmith Luo was also stunned on the spot. Then, the man slowly raised his hand and patted Luo Fengtang's shoulder twice: "Okay, okay, let's have a few drinks together today!"

…

Yang Huazhong and others went to climb the mountain and have not returned yet.

However, the Sun family, the eldest Sun family, and Bao Suyun all came to the yard of Yang Ruoqing's house in advance with aprons.

Cao Bamei, Yang Ruolan, Xiao Yaxue, Yang Huamei...

Women and children came all over, and the yard suddenly became lively.

When the climb was over, many families in the same village also heard the news, and many of them were close friends and came over to congratulate him.

Yu Jinbao and Yu Dafu also came over. Seeing this, Yang Huaming suddenly felt a little stiffer as he walked among the crowd.

The golden breeze brings coolness, and the fragrance of autumn osmanthus floats.

In the large courtyard of Yang Ruoqing's house, relatives and friends sat together around different tables, drinking tea, eating melon seeds and snacks, chatting about everyday things, it was very lively.

In the backyard, Yang Ruoqing stepped in personally as the chef.

Although Blacksmith Luo is not Tang Yazi's biological father, he is not even remotely related to Tang Yazi.

However, it was Blacksmith Luo who single-handedly raised Luo Fengtang as both father and mother.

How difficult it is to raise an infant child. I believe those who have never been parents will never understand the hardship involved.

In the past, Yang Ruoqing couldn't understand it, but now that she is a mother herself, she understands it deeply.

Therefore, I feel more and more that Tiejiang Luo is not easy, and that is why I tolerate him in many things because of his difficulties.

For example, secretly sending rice to the Zhou family...

As long as the uncle is happy!

She could turn a blind eye.

Today is a special day. She, my nephew-in-law, is, to put it bluntly, my daughter-in-law.

I plan to cook sumptuous food and wine for my uncle by myself, incorporate my own thoughts into it, and give my uncle my most sincere blessings!

Mrs. Sun and others were busy taking action. Originally, Yang Ruolan and Cao Bamei were also coming to help.

However, the three of them, who were more than two months pregnant, had just entered the kitchen. Except for Xiao Yaxue, the other two reacted as soon as they smelled the cooking fumes.

"You guys all go sit in the yard in front. You are not needed here. You will still cause trouble if you come over!"

Yang Ruoqing came directly to drive them away.

Cao Bamei and Yang Ruolan looked helpless. This was a helplessness they couldn't help themselves.

"Qing'er, I'm sorry, we have to evacuate here, please work harder!" Cao Bamei said.

Yang Ruolan was also covering her face with a handkerchief, and her face was a little pale.

Yang Ruoqing urged them again: "Go to the front yard and drink some sweet-scented osmanthus tea. Maybe it will feel better."

Cao Bamei and Yang Ruolan left quickly. Yang Ruoqing turned back to the kitchen and found Xiao Yaxue sitting on a small stool near the door of the kitchen helping to peel peanuts.

"Why are you still here? They have all left!" Yang Ruoqing said.

Xiao Yaxue said: "They can go their own way, I like to stay in this kitchen."

"Are you sure you can handle the smell of oil smoke later?" Yang Ruoqing asked again.

Xiao Yaxue smiled and said: "Oh, you underestimate me too much. To tell you the truth, I have become more and more hungry since I became pregnant."

"There are many vegetables, such as pork liver and so on, that I would never touch at all before."

"Now, I want to eat pork liver every day. I think it tastes really good!" Xiao Yaxue said.

When Mrs. Sun and other women in the kitchen heard this, they all laughed.
Chapter completed!