"I originally thought I could wait until my daughter's birthday is over before leaving, but I didn't expect the order from the Ministry of War to come so quickly. I can't celebrate my daughter's birthday with me this year. I feel really bad!"

Luo Fengtang came from behind, reached out and gently hugged Yang Ruoqing who was arranging clothes in front of the wardrobe.

The corners of Yang Ruoqing's lips curled up, and she reached out to gently touch his hand.

"It's important, and my daughter can understand it," she said.

"Besides, aren't I at home? I'll be with her on your behalf. There are so many people at home..." she added.

Luo Fengtang nodded. The military orders were overwhelming, so this was the only way.

"I'm going to the south this time. I don't know when I'll be back. I'll leave the family to you. Qing'er, you're going to be tired again." He said again.

Yang Ruoqing turned around, looked at him and smiled.

"Okay, this isn't the first time we've been like this. Stop saying these sour words, I'm getting goosebumps!" she said.

Luo Fengtang also smiled, "If you have any questions, write to me anytime!"

Yang Ruoqing nodded, "Well, we keep in touch!"

"I'm going to the south tomorrow. Let me tell my daughter a bedtime story tonight!" he said again.

Yang Ruoqing smiled happily, "Okay, that's what I asked for."

After dinner, Luo Fengtang took the two children back to the house and told them a bedtime story.

Yang Ruoqing hurriedly washed the pots and bowls, kneaded the dough, and lit the fire.

Knead the glutinous rice flour into a ball and set aside.

Grind black sesame seeds into powder, stir evenly with brown sugar, shape into small balls, and embed them into the kneaded glutinous rice noodles.

To put it bluntly, it’s just making glutinous rice balls, but the glutinous rice balls are big enough, as big as a child’s fist.

Heat the pot, fry the oil, put these large glutinous rice balls in and fry until both sides are golden brown, take them out and set them aside to drain the oil on them.

"Qing'er, why are you still in the kitchen at this dark night?"

Tuoba Xian came over and asked in surprise.

Yang Ruoqing turned to Tuoba Xian and smiled, and said a little embarrassedly: "Tang Yazi will leave early tomorrow morning. His stomach is a little bad these days. I'll make some glutinous rice dumplings for him to take with him when we get to the south.

When eating porridge in the morning, put it in the porridge bowl to soak."

"Or you can soak it in vegetable soup and eat it at night to nourish your stomach." She said.

When Tuoba Xian heard this, she looked at the golden and tempting food in the big bamboo sieve and smiled lovingly.

"It's such a blessing for Fengtang to marry you as his wife!" Tuoba Xian said.

Yang Ruoqing's face turned red immediately, "Mom, please stop praising me. It's my blessing to marry him, hehe..."

Tuoba Xian smiled softly, "Neither of you can live without the other, just like a fish cannot live without water."

"I'm relieved to see that you guys are living your little life so well. Don't work too late. Go and have a rest soon." She warned again.

Yang Ruoqing nodded, "Mom, would you like to try one? It's fragrant and crispy, and it's sweet inside. It's delicious."

Tuoba Xian said: "There's no need to ask about your cooking skills. It must be delicious, but your mother and I are used to not eating at night."

Yang Ruoqing said: "Okay, mother, you go to bed first, I will save it for you to eat tomorrow morning."

…

When Yang Ruoqing finished everything and returned to the house, she found that the lights were still on and there were voices in the children's house.

It was Luo Fengtang who was talking. She was a little curious and stood quietly at the door, putting her ear against the door to eavesdrop.

"Baby, daddy will go to the southern military camp tomorrow morning. You and brother Dazhi are at home, and you have to listen to mother." Luo Fengtang said.

"Dad, why do you want to go to the military camp? Is it fun there?" A clear and pleasant children's voice sounded, it was Baby Luo's voice.

Luo Fengtang said: "The military camp is not a place to play, it is a place to fight."

"War?" Luo Baobao's voice revealed a bit of excitement.

"Daddy, can you not go to the southern military camp to fight?" she begged.

"No, this is an order. It is the duty of a soldier to obey orders. Just like when you go to school, you must listen to your teacher. It is the same thing." Luo Fengtang said.

Luo Baobao hesitated for a moment, as if he was thinking about something else, and then said: "Dad, can you change the place to fight?"

"Ah?" Luo Fengtang was stunned for a moment, "Then where do you want dad to go to fight?"

Luo Baobao said: "Go to the moon!"

"Why?" Luo Fengtang asked again.

"My mother said that the moon was originally a world of candy, with donuts everywhere. Then the bitter melon king came and took over the moon, turning it into a bitter one."

"That's it..." Luo Fengtang said.

"That's right," said Baby Luo, "Pleasant Goat and the others went to save the moon, but they were defeated by King Balsam Pear, and they are still locked in a cage now."

"The gray wolf and the red wolf are here too, and the red wolf's mother is still pregnant with her baby,"

"Dad, you are the general. You go to save the moon and take the baby with you. I want to rescue all the Pleasant Goats and I want to eat a lot of Skittles!"

"Dad, do you think it's okay?" Baby Luo started to act coquettishly.

"Well..." Luo Fengtang was embarrassed.

Yang Ruoqing couldn't listen anymore and entered the room with a smile.

"You little silly girl, your father wants to save space. If you ask him to save the moon, he is not overqualified!"

Yang Ruoqing walked over with a smile, pulled Luo Fengtang up from the bed and pushed him aside, and then sat down where he had been.

"Baby, be good, it's time to go to bed. Your dad has to go on the road tomorrow morning!" Yang Ruoqing stretched out her hand and took off the braid on Baby Luo's head.

"pain!"

Baby Luo bared his teeth.

"Be patient with the pain, beauty has to pay a price." Yang Ruoqing said.

"snort!"

Luo Baobao snorted and crossed his little hands on his chest.

"Mom is fierce, but dad is better!" she said.

"Oh haha, you little girl, what are you talking about?" Yang Ruoqing raised her eyebrows.

"Your mother, I will feed you until you grow up..."

"Woo~"

Baby Luo's mouth flattened, and he corrected loudly: "It's too big. I've told you so many times that I don't want to eat those things when I grow up, they smell..."

Yang Ruoqing's head is full of black lines, and it is easy for her to make slips when she speaks in a hurry, which is a big mistake.

Luo Fengtang behind him also smiled helplessly.

When mother and daughter are together, they both have the same bad temper.

However, when he looked at the two people on the bed, the older one and the younger one, why was he in such a good mood and why was his heart so warm?

Yes, they are his treasures, treasures that he holds in his heart.

Wherever they are, it is his home.

After finally finishing Luo Baobao, Yang Ruoqing felt that she was even more tired than if she had been busy frying glutinous rice balls all night.

Back in her room, Yang Ruoqing sat there rubbing her sore arms while complaining sweetly to Luo Fengtang,

"Your daughter, you always have ideas. I don't know what's going on in that little head. Now I can't even talk to her. If I fail to say something right, if she catches me and makes a mistake, she will criticize me. Oh, that's not good.
Chapter completed!