Yang Yongxian said: "Well, if there is still some grass left, I won't cut it."

Yang Ruoqing nodded, turned around and looked in the direction of the school.

Yang Yongxian said: "Are you here to pick up the baby and Dazhi? Do you want to go in and have a look?"

Yang Ruoqing quickly waved her hand: "I'm not going in, I don't want to disturb their studies. By the way, big brother, how are Bao Bao and Dazhi doing in school?"

Yang Yongxian said: "I am not teaching either of them, they are taught by another gentleman."

"I asked, and Dazhi is very good and obedient. Regardless of whether it is in class or after class, he is almost always reading attentively in his seat."

"In contrast, the baby seems much more lively and active."

Yang Ruoqing covered her mouth and smiled, knowing that this would be the answer.

"Tang Yazi said before he left that he should let Bao Bao and Da Zhi study hard, and when he comes back next time, he would treat some gentlemen from the school to dinner," she said.

Yang Yongxian smiled and said, "That's so kind. None of the parents in our school have invited our teachers to dinner, and you are setting a precedent again!"

Yang Ruoqing said: "The farmer's family has a stuttering life. I don't even have a full stomach. How can I think of inviting my husband to dinner!"

However, during holidays, most parents will still give a few eggs to their husbands as a token of respect.

Respecting teachers and respecting morality is one of the mainstream ideas of this era.

The emperor and the prince set an example, down to the ordinary students.

Look, Da'an came back to his hometown after becoming the number one scholar in high school. Just a few days after the banquet, he dragged his fractured hand, which was not completely healed, to visit his former teacher.

"Qing'er, I heard from Baobao that you have been to the county town in the past two days?" Yang Yongxian asked again, as if he wanted to chat with her.

Yang Ruoqing glanced at Yang Yongxian, caught the flash of panic in his eyes, and immediately guessed what he wanted to ask.

"No news is good news. The bank didn't look for me," she said.

Yang Yongxian breathed a sigh of relief, then smiled a little awkwardly: "Maybe I really thought too much before, and she never thought about getting the money."

"You must not have the intention to harm others, and you must have the intention to guard against others. Sometimes there is nothing wrong with thinking too much, as long as you don't do too much," she said.

Yang Yongxian nodded, "Well, everything is over. Let's just be well and live our own lives from now on. Don't think about anything else."

He turned around to enter the school, but suddenly thought of something and stopped.

"By the way Qing'er, Ping'er and Huahua went to Yuncheng. It's been almost three months, why haven't they come back yet?" he asked.

Seeing Yang Ruoqing looking at him, he blushed and quickly explained: "I don't have any other ideas. I just asked and cared about them."

Yang Ruoqing curled her lips and said: "Huahua's mother-in-law is remarrying and she doesn't want children there, so Huahua's mother-in-law wants Huahua to stay with her for a while longer."

"When Huahua's mother-in-law gets married, Ping'er will bring Huahua back," she said.

Yang Yongxian sighed, "Huahua is also a miserable child. She lost her father at a young age, and now her mother doesn't want her anymore..."

Yang Ruoqing said: "Yes, her father deserves to die. He has done all the bad things. It was his grandfather who came out to help him and got him out of prison."

"In the end, he lost his conscience and starved the old man to death. Such a person is not worthy of being a father."

When it comes to Huahua's biological father, the 'Mr. Yang' who Yuncheng supports the family, everyone in the old Yang family hates him.

Because that person almost made everyone in Lao Yang's family drink from the northwest wind, and also deceived Lao Yang's feelings. It was so bad.

Yang Yongxian said immediately: "Fortunately, Ping'er never leaves Huahua. I think it is better for Huahua to follow Ping'er than to follow a biological father and mother like that. What do you think, Qing'er?"

"Yes, I think so too." She smiled.

At this moment, the sound of "dang-dang" bells came from the school, and the class was over!

Yang Ruoqing felt a little excited in her heart and said to Yang Yongxian: "Brother, I won't tell you anymore. I'll go over there to pick them up."

…

Yang Ruoqing deliberately hid behind a big tree outside the school and watched the older and younger children filing out of the school.

All of them were carrying schoolbags and talking about knowledge while walking. They were quite polite, it was like that!

My eyes searched and searched in the crowd, and finally I saw those two familiar little figures.

Luo Baobao, Dazhi, Xiangxiang, the third girl from the fourth uncle’s family, Mianmian from the fifth uncle’s family, Xiuxiu, the daughter from the second brother’s family,

Aunt Mei'er's Dabai and Xiaohei,

The daughter of Brother Baozhu's family, and the son Bingbing of Fengzhi's family, these little carrot heads are all here.

This year's smallest class, which was admitted in the spring, has begun to recruit girls. No one has been willing to send girls here before, and it was Yang Ruoqing and Luo Fengtang who set the precedent.

Seeing that the couple sent Luo Baobao to study, Yang Huazhou, Yang Yongjin, Baozhu and others followed suit.

In Yang Yongjin’s words, “We don’t expect her to learn anything. We just want her to recognize more words. When she grows up, she will be able to write her own name and calculate accounts. She will also be able to take her to work in restaurants.

good helper."

"If you don't know a word of Chinese characters, you will still be stupid helping to count the money when you are sold."

Therefore, Baozhu and others who travel extensively in the transportation team are well aware of the power brought by knowledge, and they all deeply admire Yang Ruoqing's ability.

Therefore, they all secretly regarded Yang Ruoqing as their role model, and their daughters must be trained in the direction of Yang Ruoqing.

Even if you can't reach 80% of Yang Ruoqing's, you will be satisfied if you can get 30 to 40%!

Okay, let’s not go too far. Behind the big tree, Yang Ruoqing saw Baby Luo among the children at a glance.

This little girl is nearly half a year younger than Xiu Xiu, but her head is half a head taller than Xiu Xiu.

Even if she stands next to Dabai and Xiaohei, who are one year older than her, they are not disadvantaged at all by their height, just like children of the same age.

Yang Ruoqing thought to herself, no matter whether it was Aunt Meier or Eight Sisters, raising children was not ambiguous at all.

Eggs, fish, rice, fruits and vegetables are all continuously supplied, because the conditions at home are pretty good.

But Baby Luo's height is still top-notch, which only shows that the genetic power is strong.

On my aunt's side, my aunt is not short and has inherited the height of Lao Yang's family.

However, my uncle Wang Shuanzi has dragged down the average, so the height of the two children is not too outstanding.

As for Xiu Xiu, because Cao Bamei is short, Xiu Xiu is petite and delicate.

As for the two girls, Luo Baobao and Mianmian, they are obviously tall at first glance.

Because both my parents are outstanding.

This little girl was walking among the children, dancing and dancing without knowing what she was talking about.

It's like a leader coming out of a meeting surrounded by a group of subordinates, explaining tasks to his subordinates as he walks.

However, the other children listened with seriousness and surrender on their faces.
Chapter completed!