Under the careful care of Yang Ruoqing and others, Yang Yongxian recovered from his injuries fairly well.

When Yang Ruoqing returned to Changping Village, it was already the evening of the third day of the first lunar month.

Luo Fengtang went to pick her up specially. When he got home, the two children were held one by one by Tuoba Xian and Wang Cuilian and were waiting on the roadside at the entrance of the village.

Seeing her getting off the carriage from a distance, the two little guys were extremely excited. They clapped their little hands and struggled towards her eagerly.

Yang Ruoqing said hello to Tuoba Xian and Wang Cuilian, and then led them back one by one.

Back in his house, Luo Fengtang immediately rushed into the bathroom to prepare hot water for her.

He knew that she was a person who paid great attention to personal hygiene. She must not have been able to take a shower during the past three days at the town hospital.

This is a kind of torture for her.

So he quickly went to prepare bath water for her. He also opened the clothes cabinet and took out a set of her sexy clothes.

"Baby, Dazhi, you two go and play by yourself first, while your mother takes a bath and changes into clothes."

Luo Fengtang walked over and said to the pair of children who were lying crookedly under Yang Ruoqing's knees.

Dazhi was very obedient. He let go of his hand after hearing this and stood aside obediently.

But Luo Baobao was still a little reluctant, and Luo Fengtang deliberately looked down.

However, this little girl was not afraid at all of her father who had fallen face. Instead, she pouted her lips and looked at Luo Fengtang, as if she wanted to have a look contest with him.

Yang Ruoqing couldn't help laughing when she saw it.

Especially when she saw Luo Fengtang's deflated look, she almost laughed out loud.

Other families have strict fathers and loving mothers, but it's better to be in her family, and vice versa.

"Baby, be good. Let me wash your hands first, and then I'll play with you later."

Yang Ruoqing said something, and Luo Baobao just let go of his hand, and then jumped up and ran to Dazhi.

Before leaving, he didn't forget to playfully stick out his tongue at Luo Fengtang and make a face.

Here, Yang Ruoqing stood up and took the clothes Luo Fengtang handed over. She heard him lower his voice and said a little depressed: "This girl is not afraid of me now..."

Yang Ruoqing was startled for a moment, then turned to look at Baby Luo.

The two of them got together and were playing with the spinning puppet that Xiaoyu gave them last time.

She looked away, and also lowered her voice and said to Luo Fengtang: "You are just lifting a brick and hitting yourself in the foot. What do you think? I should be more cruel and strict with her, okay?"

Luo Fengtang smiled helplessly and glanced at the little figure over there, with fondness in his eyes.

"Forget it, it's enough to have you as the popular face in this family. If you don't want to be afraid, don't be afraid. Who makes her my daughter? Hehe..."

As he spoke, he couldn't help but grin.

The smile is one of pride, pride and satisfaction.

Yang Ruoqing rolled her eyes. She had never seen such a doting father in the world.

The dignified General Luo holds military power and leads thousands of troops.

In front of the soldiers, he was as majestic as a mountain and decisive in killing.

In front of my daughter, hahaha, I completely changed into a different person, which is interesting and interesting.

"I'm going to take a shower first. Just keep an eye on them. We can talk after I finish."

Yang Ruoqing said that she was about to stink to death after not taking a shower for three days.

After receiving Luo Fengtang's response, she picked up her clothes and entered the bathroom, washing and scrubbing them.

He came out freshly dressed, holding a clean and dry handkerchief to wipe his hair.

"Hey, where are the two of them?"

She looked at the small table where the two children had played just now. The toys on the small table had not been collected yet, but the children were not in the room.

Luo Fengtang said: "While you were taking a bath, Xiaohua Xiaoduo came over and took them over."

"My mother-in-law sent me a message. She is cooking supper. She asked you to go over and have supper together after you take a bath." He said.

Yang Ruoqing nodded, "Okay."

I haven’t had a good meal in the past three days. Speaking of which, this is the third day of the Lunar New Year, and it’s still a Chinese New Year.

Just as she sat down in front of the dressing table, Luo Fengtang came behind her, took the handkerchief from her hand and wiped her hair.

"Have you been suffering these past three days? When we are at home, every time we have dinner, my mother and aunt will talk about you." He said.

Yang Ruoqing looked at the pair of figures in the bronze mirror and raised the corners of her lips.

"The conditions outside are definitely not as good as at home, but there's nothing we can do about it. Something like this happened to my eldest brother, and I don't know much about medical skills."

"It's the Chinese New Year, and there's something going on at the doctor's family. We must all keep an eye on it," she said.

Luo Fengtang nodded: "I understand, Qing'er, you don't need to explain, I agree with whatever you do."

"No one in your family will hold you back. Whatever you want to do, just go ahead and do it. If you need mine, you just tell me. We are husband and wife!"

Hearing his words, Yang Ruoqing felt warm in her heart.

She raised her hand and gently pressed his hand on his shoulder.

"Well, we are husband and wife." She said softly.

You are my strong backing, my safe haven, and the place where I rest when I am tired.

Tangyazi, thank you, thank you for accompanying me all the way.

"By the way, tell me about what happened at home in the past three days." Yang Ruoqing changed the topic and said.

"Brother Zhou Wang, have they come over to pay New Year's greetings?" she asked immediately.

There are not many relatives in the old Luo family, only on the Zhou family side, because Wang Cuilian has no natal family.

The remaining relatives are Yang Ruoqing's natal family and the Sun family.

Therefore, in the first month of every year, the main purpose is to go to Yang Huazhong and Sun's family to pay New Year greetings, and to send gifts to Lao Yangtou and Tan.

As for the other houses in Lao Yang's family, they had already talked it out when they got married, and they did not wish each other New Year greetings.

But weddings, weddings, and weddings all have to be carried out.

Yang Ruoqing is like this, Yang Ruolan and Yang Ruohe are also like this.

She is also a daughter who is married outside, but Yang Huamei is different.

Because of seniority, Yang Huamei had to visit every room of the old Yang family to pay New Year greetings and conduct business.

Hearing Yang Ruoqing's question, Luo Fengtang said: "On the first day of the first lunar month, cousin Zhou Wang and the others did not come."

"On the second day of the Lunar New Year, my uncle took time to go to Zhoujia Village alone. He had lunch with Cousin Zhou Wang and the others and then came back." He said.

Yang Ruoqing nodded secretly.

According to the custom in Mianniu Mountain, the second day of the first lunar month is to pay New Year greetings to the deceased.

That is to say, if a relative has died in the past year, all relatives and friends will gather at his home on the second day of the first lunar month to pay New Year greetings to the deceased.

Luo Da'e and Zhou Wang's family have separated, and now it is Zhou Wang and Xiaohuan who move around with the old Luo family.

Therefore, when Zhou Wang's father passed away, Blacksmith Luo went over to pay New Year's greetings to the deceased, which was only natural.

"When uncle went to Brother Zhou Wang's house yesterday, did he meet Aunt Da'e and Zhou Xia?" Yang Ruoqing asked.
Chapter completed!