Hearing Yang Ruoqing's words, Baby Luo also looked up at the door, then tilted his little head and said: "Haha, Mom said the wrong thing, that's Mom's uncle, the baby's grandpa!"

Yang Ruoqing was stunned for a moment and patted her head, "Dun, I really made a mistake..."

"Hehe, Mom always teaches me a lesson. I make mistakes sometimes, right? Haha, did I catch you?"

The little girl clapped her hands and jumped up happily.

The look on his face was as triumphant as if he had won a battle.

Yang Ruoqing's head was full of black lines, and she felt that she really couldn't make a mistake in front of this petty little girl.

If she made a slight mistake, she would be caught.

"Mom said she was in a hurry. I made a slip of the tongue. I promise I will correct it next time," Yang Ruoqing deliberately looked down at Luo Baobao.

Then he lowered his voice and said to Luo Baobao: "Look, your father is not at home for the festival, and your uncle is a little unhappy."

"You are the best. Go and coax your uncle and let him come over for dinner and drinks."

Hearing this, Baobao Luo looked curiously at the crouching back of blacksmith Luo at the door and stopped smiling.

Then, she raised her head and asked Yang Ruoqing: "If I make grandpa happy, what will mother reward me for?"

"How did you learn to bargain?" Yang Ruoqing asked.

Luo Baobao raised his eyebrows and smiled slyly.

"Baby doesn't dare to bargain with mother. Baby is begging mother. Next time we go to town, baby will eat two skewers of candied haws!"

Two bunches of candied haws?

Yang Ruoqing's eyes widened. Every time she bought candied haws, she bought a bunch of them because she didn't want this girl to get her teeth damaged.

"Mom, I promise, after eating two bunches of candied haws, I will brush my teeth immediately, okay?" Luo Baobao seemed to be able to see what Yang Ruoqing was thinking, and quickly added.

Yang Ruoqing smiled and nodded, "Okay, as long as you can make your grandpa come over happily for a meal and a drink today, next time I will buy you two bunches of candied haws and two bunches of candied apples!"

Luo Baobao's eyes suddenly shone brightly, "Deal!"

Looking at Baby Luo jumping towards the door, Yang Ruoqing raised her hand to secretly wipe her sweat.

This girl is full of ideas. A little five-year-old can have such a clear bargaining routine.

In a few years, will it still be possible?

However, this also shows from the side that this child has a flexible mind and a good IQ and EQ.

This kind of person will not suffer easily when he grows up, good!

Soon, Blacksmith Luo stood up and led Baby Luo into the main room. The grandfather and grandson held hands with each other, one raised his head and the other lowered his head and laughed and talked.

The disappointment on Blacksmith Luo's face was wiped away, replaced by pampering, love, and happiness.

Seeing the grandfather and grandson walking toward the table talking and laughing, Luo Baobao didn't forget to turn his head and raise his hand secretly towards Yang Ruoqing, making a 'done' gesture,

Yang Ruoqing really couldn't help laughing.

Once again, I lament what everyone often says, one child is worth ten adults, and Baby Luo is the pistachio of the family.

Compared to his shy and reticent ambition, Luo Baobao has such a strong sense of presence that he is the center of attention wherever he goes.

Mentioning these two children, Yang Ruoqing couldn't help but think of her biological son Chen'er...

It has been five years, and although I have never given up on the search, Chen'er seems to have disappeared from this world, without any news.

When I first issued the notice offering the reward, I encountered many people who were pretentious and provided false clues.

Time and time again I rushed there to get to know each other, and time and time again I came back disappointed.

Each time, a new cut was made on her heart, leaving the scars all bruised and bloody.

In the year after Chen'er was lost, she woke up from nightmares almost every night.

During that period, what I feared most was sleeping.

As soon as you close your eyes, you will go back to the dream and experience the panic of the empty cradle but the child is nowhere to be found.

In addition, Luo Fengtang lost her memory that year, and for his sake, she couldn't reveal anything in front of him.

While eating, walking, standing on the streets with people coming and going, when it gets dark, standing at the entrance of the village watching the children being called home by adults...

In my heart, there is a voice shouting,

Where is Chen'er?

My son, where are you at this time?

I don’t dare to think about it, I’m really afraid to think about what my child’s current situation is like?

Although judging from a series of clues at the beginning, the child should have been rescued by a kind-hearted middle-aged man, who also took the child to collect breast milk from others.

However, in the past five years, has the kind-hearted middle-aged man still taken Chen'er with him?

In my heart, I can't help but think about bad things.

In terms of business and other aspects, he is prosperous, he is on his own, and he is praised and complimented by everyone.

In the eyes of others, she seems to be omnipotent. Every time she thinks of her son Chen'er, she feels that powerless and helpless feeling, as if you are stretching out a hand.

I tried my best but couldn't catch a handful of air.

There is a kind of pain that makes you want to cry without tears.

There is a kind of yearning that is heartbreaking.

In the vast sea of ​​people, it is too difficult to find someone, so difficult that it makes people despair and collapse!

The so-called not giving up means that you have enough financial resources to support the manpower you are looking for.

Even if there is no progress, searching has still become a habit.

It seems that only if you keep looking, will you tell yourself that maybe there will be good news tomorrow or the day after tomorrow?

Yang Ruoqing didn't know when this state of mind would end.

The elders on both sides of the family could see her mood in their eyes without saying anything.

Mrs. Sun tried her best to persuade her to have another child so as to divert her attention from Chen'er.

But Yang Ruoqing had a hard time in her heart. She really had no intention of giving birth to another child unless she got Chen'er back.

let it go.

For someone who had never believed in Buddhism before, since Chen'er was lost, she had a special room in the yard.

There is a statue of Guanyin in the house, and she burns a stick of incense morning and night, never stopping.

Even if she herself went to the capital or somewhere else, she would entrust Tuoba Xian and the others to come over and offer incense in advance.

In the past five years, I have never missed a day. I just pray, I just pray that God can move his heart of compassion and reunite mother and son!

…

"Qing'er, why hasn't the pestle stopped moving here? The food is on the table. Come over and eat quickly!"

Wang Cuilian came over with a basin of rice noodle cakes that had just come out of the pot. When she saw Yang Ruoqing standing there, she asked a little surprised.

Yang Ruoqing came back to her senses and smiled a little sheepishly, "Well, here we are."

The family sat down around the table, and the food on the table was sumptuous.

The fragrant chicken stewed with mushrooms, the honey-colored braised pork, the spicy braised fish, and the fragrant scallion oil braised prawns.
Chapter completed!