There was an extra person in the room at some point.

"Is this...her youngest son?" Yang Ruoqing asked Luo Fengtang in a low voice.

This boy should be at least fifteen or sixteen years old. He is thin and white, and his eyebrows are a bit handsome, but he is also a bit feminine.

As soon as he came over, Mrs. Wang's face suddenly had a doting smile.

"Come here." She waved to him as if she were beckoning a pet puppy.

The boy obediently came to Wang Po's side.

"Come, sit here."

Wang Po moved to the side, making some space, and pulled the boy to sit down.

Half of the two people's bodies were tightly touching each other.

Mrs. Wang reached out and touched the boy's face, which was paler than the girl's. The look on his old face...

This made Yang Ruoqing outside the window feel weird all over.

For such a big boy, even if they are mother and son, they shouldn't be sitting so close.

What's more, people in this era are already precocious, and men can get married when they are fifteen or sixteen.

What is their... relationship?

With this doubt, Yang Ruoqing then looked back.

In the room, Mrs. Wang picked up a snack from the food box and brought it to the boy's mouth: "I'll feed you. Be good and open your mouth..."

The boy opened his mouth meekly and ate the cake.

"Is it delicious?" Wang Po asked with a smile.

The boy nodded.

"My godmother loves you so much, how do you want to repay your godmother?" she asked again.

The boy swallowed the snack in his mouth and looked at Mrs. Wang flatteringly.

"I will do whatever my godmother asks me to do, as long as my godmother is happy." He said seriously.

Out of the corner of his eye, he couldn't help but glance at the food box on the table, secretly swallowing his saliva.

Hearing this, Mrs. Wang nodded with satisfaction.

Then, Mrs. Wang lowered her hands, leaned back on the chair behind her, and looked at the boy in front of her with a smile.

That look was full of hints and encouragement, as well as some inexplicable and strange things.

"What is this for? Why can't I understand?" Luo Fengtang asked Yang Ruoqing in a low voice.

Yang Ruoqing pursed her lips and smiled, this guy is too innocent, does he still want her to be the commentator?

"You will understand naturally if you look back." Yang Ruoqing whispered.

Luo Fengtang continued to look.

In the room, the boy had squatted in front of Grandma Wang. He lifted up Grandma Wang's blue-grey skirt, and then put his head into the skirt...

"Now...do you understand?" Yang Ruoqing turned her head and asked Luo Fengtang beside her with a smile.

Luo Fengtang's face was red and his face was burning.

"Eye-searing!" he said.

Yang Ruoqing covered her mouth and snickered.

Luo Fengtang said: "I can't stand it anymore, I'd better wait for you at the gate of the courtyard."

After that, he ran away a little embarrassed.

Looking at his leaving figure, Yang Ruoqing really had the urge to laugh until her stomach hurt.

At this time, the sound of dogs licking porridge came from the house, mixed with the unpleasant voice of Mrs. Wang.

Yang Ruoqing glanced into the room a few more times and her face turned red.

It’s not that old people have become bad, it’s that bad people have become old.

Wang Po, this shameless old witch, is disgusting, despicable, and dirty!

Yang Ruoqing couldn't stand it any longer, so she hunched over and hurriedly retreated to the entrance of the courtyard outside Mrs. Wang's house, where she met Luo Fengtang.

"Why don't you watch it?" Luo Fengtang asked.

Yang Ruoqing said: "It's so annoying."

Luo Fengtang was stunned for a moment, then smiled helplessly.

"It's terrible," he said.

"I don't dare to look at it. I see shadows and I can't even eat. It's disgusting!" he said again.

Yang Ruoqing nodded, "Let's go back to the restaurant first. I'll discuss it with Xiao Yaxue later, and then I'll punish Granny Wang."

"Wang Po, you and Narisong don't have to interfere. It's inconvenient. It's better to let Yaxue and I handle it, hehe!"

Back at the restaurant, Risong had sobered up and was sitting on the bed with his head hanging down, listening to Xiao Yaxue's scolding.

Seeing Yang Ruoqing and Luo Fengtang come in, Risong's eyes flashed with light, as if he had met a savior.

Here, Xiao Yaxue also paused her scolding, turned around and asked Yang Ruoqing: "Did you go out to look for Mrs. Wang this morning? How was it? Did you find her?"

Yang Ruoqing said: "I was just about to tell you about this. It's a big discovery. I'm sure you'll be interested."

Seeing the excitement that had not dissipated on Yang Ruoqing's face, Xiao Yaxue suddenly became interested.

She turned around and pointed at Narisong and said: "I have something to do right now. When I get back to the village, I will settle the account later!"

That day Risong smiled apologetically and said to Xiao Yaxue: "Okay, okay, I will help you remember it. You and Qing'er should go to work on your important things together!"

Xiao Yaxue gouged out Narisong and said, "Go out!"

Then, he turned around and took Yang Ruoqing's arm and walked out of the house together.

Before Yang Ruoqing left, she saw Risong cupping her fists and cupping her hands in her direction a few times.

Are you thanking her for putting out the fire? Hahaha...

When the two women left the house, they breathed a sigh of relief and saw Luo Fengtang standing against the door with his arms crossed and a smile on his face.

"What are you looking at? Gloating about your misfortune, be careful if Qing'er catches you for your mistakes next time, you will be even worse off than me!" Risong said angrily.

Luo Fengtang smiled and shook his head.

"I'm afraid I'm going to disappoint you. I won't do anything like you to make my wife worry," he said.

Risong curled his lips and said, "Just blow it, we'll see, the whip in Qing'er's hand will be a hundred times more powerful than my tigress's washboard, and you will be able to bear it."

Luo Fengtang smiled even more happily.

"Brother that day, why don't you take out your anger on me after being scolded by your wife? I didn't provoke you, hahaha..."

Risong sighed helplessly.

"Hey, I am really bullied by a dog when I am in peace. I think back then, I was the champion of the Naadam Competition in Japan!"

"The girls on the grassland cheered for me and rushed to be my woman."

"The 18 concubines in the mansion are all very attractive, and they are all rushing to please me."

"It's not like this now. Look, I got drunk last night, and now I have to be scolded. Hey, it's so shameless and it hurts my self-esteem!"

"This life is so fucking frustrating!" Narisong said.

Luo Fengtang smiled and said: "Yes, you were indeed majestic in the past, surrounded by a lot of women."

"Then let me ask you, are you living happily like that before, or like this now?" he asked.

Risong stared at that day: "Why do you still need to ask? It must be like that before!"

Luo Fengtang changed his posture and leaned back, saying: "There are no outsiders here, no one will laugh at you, touch your own conscience and tell the truth."

Risong was startled for a moment, twitched the corner of his mouth, and spread his hands: "Okay, to be honest, if you let me choose, I don't want to live the same life as before."

Now, even though my wife pulls my ears and scolds me from time to time, I feel warm in my heart.

Why?

Because the daughter-in-law’s training is for her own good and she cares about herself.
Chapter completed!