Chen'er thought for a moment and said: "Mom, let's leave tomorrow. We will go back a day earlier and let grandma, Ga Po and the others feel at ease."

Yang Ruoqing turned around and smiled gently at him, "Okay, I will listen to you."

After a pause, she asked him again: "By the way, what were the autopsy results of your widowed friend? How did that person die?"

Chen'er was stunned for a moment and looked at Yang Ruoqing in surprise: "Mom, why did you suddenly think of asking this?"

Yang Ruoqing was also stunned for a moment, and then said: "Oh, I almost forgot, this involves some secrets of the criminal trial. It's not convenient for you to disclose it. It's okay. I didn't ask."

She smiled cheerfully, tied the big crabs she had packed up with twine to the pliers, and then returned to the pot.

Uncover the pot, add water to the pot, set up the steamer, place two large crabs on top, and finally cover the pot.

Everything was done together, like clouds and flowing water, clean and neat.

Here, Chen'er took his eyes away from Crab and shook his head at Yang Ruoqing: "Although it involves confidentiality, you are my mother, so it doesn't matter if you say it."

"The main thing is, mother, if you ask these questions, I'm worried that you will be scared when you sleep at night." He said.

"Afraid?" Yang Ruoqing turned to look at Chen'er and smiled.

"Chen'er, come on, punch me in the nose." She said.

Chen'er was shocked, and then shook his head: "Mom, what are you talking about? If a son hits his mother, it will be like thunder from the sky."

Yang Ruoqing smiled and blinked: "If I ask you to beat me, you will beat me. If you don't listen to mother, you will be struck by lightning."

Chen'er looked embarrassed.

Yang Ruoqing said: "Your mother and I also have a few fists and kicks. Come on, come on, it takes a stick of incense to steam the crabs. We and I are bored waiting. Let's make a few gestures first. Then you will know what I am afraid of."

I’m not afraid to listen to those things anymore.”

In the end, Chen'er couldn't defeat Yang Ruoqing and had to be a sparring partner.

"Clench your fist, that soft fist, where are you doing embroidery?" Yang Ruoqing said dissatisfied.

"Mom, I'm worried about hurting you..." Chen'er said.

In his opinion, even if the mother has some boxing and kicking skills, she must be using her fists and embroidered legs to get close to her body.

But I have always practiced orthodox martial arts.

However, Yi Whey didn't seem to appreciate Chen'er: "There are no brothers in the card game, and there are no mothers and children in the kitchen. Boy, if you dare to deal with me, you are disrespecting your opponent. I, cheer up, take out your

I'm here to show you how much you weigh!"

Chen'er had no way out, so she had to take a deep breath, take a step back, clenched fists with both hands, and took steps with her feet.

Yang Ruoqing glanced at his figure and where his feet were, and nodded secretly.

Not bad, this little guy looks professional at first glance.

"Let's take action!"

Yang Ruoqing shouted.

Chen'er narrowed her eyes, and her small body suddenly exerted force and rushed towards her like a small cannonball.

The little fist really hit her on the bridge of the nose.

Yang Ruoqing curled her lips, and her foot slipped. Chen'er jumped into the air. When he turned around, he saw that Yang Ruoqing was already behind him.

Chen'er was shocked. He had used 50% of his strength just now. He was mainly worried that if his mother really couldn't avoid it, he would not be able to withdraw his strength in time.

At this moment, seeing Yang Ruoqing avoid the first punch easily, Chen'er knew something was right.

He turned around and this time used 70% of his power to attack Yang Ruoqing again.

Still easily avoided by Yang Ruoqing.

He frowned secretly and looked at Yang Ruoqing's pace, thoughtfully.

But Yang Ruoqing put her hands on her hips and deliberately said with a straight face to him: "I told you not to give me face, but to do your best."

"If you fail to hit me in the nose in the third round, I'm going to show my strength and spank you!"

Being so provoked by Yang Ruoqing, Chen'er's stubborn temper also rose.

He squinted his eyes again, clenched his fists, and said to Yang Ruoqing: "If that's the case, then I'll ask mother for advice."

This time, Yang Ruoqing clearly felt the pressure caused by this kid's all-out efforts.

I have to say that this child's martial arts skills are really good. Yang Ruoqing is an expert, and she can feel it after just a few moves with Chen'er.

Moreover, this kid is very smart and knows how to use the angle and fulcrum of this force to make up for his disadvantage of being young and lacking in strength to compete with adults.

After a lot of fighting between mother and son, Chen'er still failed to hit Yang Ruoqing, but Yang Ruoqing was also struggling.

Because this kid is like a little monkey, extremely agile and indomitable.

Yang Ruoqing admires this kind of perseverance. As long as you persevere and never give up, coupled with talent and hard work, you will definitely succeed!

"I'm going to make a move next, take the move!"

Yang Ruoqing reminded her, her feet slipped, and she came up behind Chen'er at lightning speed,

It looked like he was going to reach out his left hand to grab Chen'er's right shoulder, but when Chen'er raised his hand to block, Yang Ruoqing's right hand suddenly moved.

Chen'er seemed to have been prepared for it. After a beautiful block with both arms, Yang Ruoqing suddenly hit her lower body with a whirlwind kick.

His body suddenly lost balance and fell backwards.

A black gold whip suddenly came over and wrapped around his waist like a snake, pulling him back again.

After he stood firm, he retracted the whip. Yang Ruoqing put the whip back on her waist and put it away while giving Chen'er a proud look.

"How are you, kid? Do you dare to look down on your mother?" she asked.

Chen'er stood there with a look of astonishment on his face.

Apparently he still hasn't recovered from his failure.

Hearing Yang Ruoqing's words, he raised a pair of surprised eyes and looked at Yang Ruoqing, as if this was the first time he saw her.

"What's wrong, kid? Why are you looking at your mother and me like this? Is it possible that you don't recognize your mother and me?"

At this point, she raised her hand and touched the back of Chen'er's head, "I remember I didn't hit you on the head just now. Are you stupid?"

Chen'er finally came to his senses now. He raised his head and looked at Yang Ruoqing, his eyes filled with admiration and burning passion.

"Mom, I originally thought you were just a little bit good at embroidery, but I didn't expect you to be a master!" He said.

He said excitedly, his handsome little face turned red.

This little guy obviously didn't feel ashamed at all because of losing. Instead, he was even more excited, more goal-oriented and motivated.

Yang Ruoqing was very surprised and very pleased with her son's optimistic and positive attitude and open-mindedness.

I have to talk about another little guy here, that is Baby Luo.
Chapter completed!