After two rounds of going back and forth, Luo Fengtang sent the dishes to the main room next door.

Then, he hurried back to the kitchen without stopping.

"Qing'er, are you ready?" he asked as soon as he entered the door.

Yang Ruoqing handed him a bamboo basket covered with snow-proof felt: "The food is all in the basket."

"Okay, I'll be right back!"

Luo Fengtang took the basket, turned around and walked towards the door.

"Don't worry, for a while, you put on a raincoat and a bamboo hat. Don't get your clothes wet!"

Yang Ruoqing chased to the door, picked up the coir raincoat and bamboo hat that Yang Hua had placed at the door, and put them directly on Luo Fengtang.

While tying the belt on the bamboo hat, he leaned down to touch her.

Her fingers hooked the strap and tied it gently around his neck.

The fingertips touched his rolled Adam's apple.

Her face turned red.

His face also felt inexplicably hot.

Their eyes met, and he looked at her with burning eyes.

But she bit her lip lightly, and then glared at him fiercely.

"The road is slippery, be careful!"

She warned him angrily.

He nodded and smiled silently.

After taking a few steps, she suddenly called out to me again.

"What's wrong?" He turned around and asked.

Yang Ruoqing blushed and chased after him, taking out the gloves.

She grabbed his free hand and put one of the gloves on him.

"It's your first time making gloves, and you don't know if they fit your hands or not? Just wear them as you like!"

She lowered her eyebrows and tied a knot at her wrist.

Then, hand him the other glove.

"There is another one for you to wear. I'm going back to the kitchen!"

After saying these words, she turned around and ran back to the kitchen.

He didn't look back until her figure disappeared at the door of the kitchen.

Looking at the gloves sewn from blue cotton in his hand, Luo Fengtang had a heartwarming smile on his lips.

He put down the basket in his hand and put on his other glove.

It felt like I was holding her fingers tightly.

This snowy sky is no longer cold!

He picked up the basket and walked out of the yard as fast as flying.

In the kitchen, Mrs. Sun was sitting at the door of the kitchen holding a bowl of hot tea to keep warm.

Seeing Yang Ruoqing come in, the woman looked at her with a smile.

"Has Tang Yazi delivered the food?" the woman asked.

Yang Ruoqing nodded, "Yeah!"

"Mom, just now Tang Yazi left a bowl of rabbit for us, how about I serve the rice for you and you eat first?"

Yang Ruoqing asked.

Mrs. Sun shook her head: "Mom, if you're not hungry, it'll be fine later. If you are hungry, you eat first."

Yang Ruoqing also shook her head.

She wanted to wait for Tang Yazi to eat together.

Yang Ruoqing turned around and came to the stove entrance, sitting with Mrs. Sun to keep warm.

The two mothers spoke thoughtful words.

Halfway through the banquet, Luo Fengtang came back with an empty basket.

"Are you freezing?"

Yang Ruoqing greeted him and helped him take off his bamboo hat and raincoat.

Mrs. Sun took the coir raincoat and bamboo hat and took it outside the kitchen to shake off the snow.

"Tangyazi, come and warm yourself up at the stove."

Yang Ruoqing dragged him towards the stove.

There was a chill coming from his body, and his face and the corners of his mouth were a little blue from the cold.

Sitting on the stove, under the lingering power of the stove fire, Luo Fengtang's face finally returned to a trace of ruddy color.

"Qing'er, didn't I leave some food for you and third aunt? Why don't you eat it?"

Luo Fengtang immediately noticed this and asked hurriedly.

"I'm not hungry, I'll eat later." Yang Ruoqing said.

At the entrance of the kitchen, Blacksmith Luo came in.

"Is Tangyazi back?" Blacksmith Luo asked.

Luo Fengtang stood up: "Uncle, I just walked in. What's wrong?"

Blacksmith Luo said: "Now that our family is purchasing land, we have to go and toast Li Zheng and the middlemen with a glass of wine, otherwise we will lose etiquette..."

"Uncle, you go there first, I'll be there soon."

Luo Fengtang said.

Blacksmith Luo left immediately.

Luo Fengtang said to Yang Ruoqing: "Qing'er, I'll go over there first and come back to accompany you later."

Yang Ruoqing has black lines all over her head.

Pushing him towards the door: "Why do I need you to accompany me? Hurry up and do what you have to do, don't waste time!"

His tall figure immediately left the kitchen.

The kitchen suddenly seemed empty.

Her heart felt inexplicably empty.

She was dumbfounded by this strange feeling.

Yang Ruoqing, Yang Ruoqing, what's wrong with you?

Weren't you quite independent in the past?

Why are you now somewhat dependent on Tang Yazi?

Yang Ruoqing came to the door of the kitchen and helped Mrs. Sun shake off the snow on Yang Huaan's raincoat and bamboo hat.

Then set it aside to dry.

In the main room, there was the sound of cups being pushed and cups being replaced.

It was also accompanied by laughter as they praised Luo Fengtang.

"Good boy, you have a good drinking capacity, and you can have a good time drinking. Come on, Uncle Li Zheng will go with you for another round..."

"Uncle Li Zheng, you are an elder, I still toast you with this cup! Let's do it first as a token of respect!"

"Okay, okay..."

Yang Ruoqing couldn't help but peek inside the main room.

The men stood or sat around the table.

There is one figure who stands out among these people.

The moment she glanced in, she happened to catch them trying to get drunk.

He held a wine glass in his hand and was pouring a glass of wine into his mouth.

Tall body, heroic posture.

Slender fingers hold the wine glass.

The rolled Adam's apple made her couldn't help but cry when she tied the belt of his bamboo hat just now.

The feeling of your fingertips touching his Adam's apple.
To be continued...