Mrs. Sun stood up and said, "Go to my place for dinner tonight, and I'll go back and cook."

But Yang Huazhong stopped him: "No, no, no, Chen'er is coming back this time. We can't be hasty in coming to our grandfather's house."

"Let's do it tomorrow. Tomorrow I will go to the town to buy groceries, invite all the families over, and set off firecrackers to pick up our grandson!"

Hearing Yang Huazhong's words, Mrs. Sun smiled: "Look at my brain, I'm really confused now that I'm old, but it's you, Qing'er father, who thinks so carefully."

Wang Cuilian said with a smile: "Come on, Mother Qing'er, I'm here and I haven't said a word, how dare you say that you're old?"

"You, you are so happy that we, Chen'er, are back!"

Hearing Wang Cuilian's words, Mrs. Sun nodded repeatedly, "Yes, yes."

Wang Cuilian said: "Come here to eat at night, I'll cook it."

Yang Huazhong and others said: "We all ate here at noon, and we won't come over at night. When we go back, we have to prepare for tomorrow!"

"Besides, our Chen'er, there are people coming and going all day today, so let the child be quiet at night and hang out with other children of the same age like Bao Bao and Dazhi."

After Yang Huazhong and Luo Tiejiang left, Tuoba Xian also returned to his house.

Yang Ruoqing looked at Tuoba Xian's back and intuitively felt that her mother-in-law seemed to have something on her mind.

But right now, she had no time to ask because she was going to the backyard to help her aunt Wang Cuilian prepare the ingredients for the evening.

Then, I have to wake up Chen'er and just take a nap for half an hour during the day. If I sleep for too long, I won't be able to sleep at night, and my biological clock will be disrupted.

So when Yang Ruoqing prepared the ingredients and thought it was almost time, she came to Chen'er's house.

He found that Chen'er was standing by the washbasin refreshingly, washing his face. On the bed behind him, the quilt was folded neatly, and the sheets were smoothed, without a single wrinkle.

Yang Ruoqing withdrew her gaze, smiled at Chen'er and said, "I was about to call you to get up, but I didn't expect you to get up right now."

Chen'er smiled at Yang Ruoqing.

He started practicing Zamabu at the age of three and got up at a fixed time every day. Over time, he became instinctively accurate in controlling the time.

There is no need for anyone to wake me up.

"Mom, is it time to pick up my brother and sister?" Chen'er asked.

Yang Ruoqing said: "Well, let's go now. When we get to the door of the school, it's almost time to finish school."

"What? You want to pick her up too?"

Chen'er nodded.

"There is a way to go, and we have to climb a mountain. The school is halfway up the mountain." Yang Ruoqing added.

Chen'er said: "I ate a bit too much at noon, so I think it's just for digestion."

Yang Ruoqing smiled and narrowed her eyes, "Okay, then I'll go tell your uncle and the others and we'll set off."

…

When I took Chen'er past the pond at the entrance of the village and then through the village, all the villagers I met were attracted by Chen'er's elegant temperament.

Everyone's eyes were wide open and they started to praise him in front of his face.

When Yang Ruoqing and Chen'er walked far away, their admiration could still be heard from behind.

"This kid is so good-looking. He looks like a noble young master at first glance..."

"The eyebrows, eyes, and facial features are carved from the same mold as Tang Yazi..."

"The old Luo family's ancestral graves are filled with green smoke. Now the whole family is really reunited..."

"..."

The school entrance.

Luo Baobao excitedly looked at the handsome and gentle little brother in front of him, and was so happy that he was speechless.

Then he hugged Chen'er's arm and kept acting coquettishly: "Brother, brother, I won't leave anymore. I'll stay and study, eat and sleep with the baby, okay?"

The young and mature Chen'er deals with powerful people with high IQs like Mr. Huang.

Or those famous scholars in Da Qi.

Apart from being physically like a child, in other aspects, whether it is IQ, emotional intelligence, or mind, Chen'er is very calm and profound.

But at this moment, being held by his compatriot, his twin sister, holding his arms and acting coquettishly,

Chen'er's eyes couldn't help but become extremely soft, so soft that they were almost dripping with water.

He imitated Yang Ruoqing's movements of stroking his head, and also raised his hand to stroke Baby Luo's soft hair.

"Okay, brother is not going anywhere, so I will accompany you." He said.

Luo Baobao jumped up with excitement, put his arms around Chen'er's neck, stood up on tiptoes and kissed Chen'er.

Chen'er was stunned for a moment, and when she came to her senses, her face turned red.

Growing up, he has always been cold and cold, even the wet nurse would not dare to kiss him.

I didn’t expect to be kissed by this little lolita today.

He was a little unaccustomed to it, and instinctively wanted to push away a little. However, Baby Luo was as cute as an elf when he was dancing happily after a successful secret kiss.

The corners of Chen'er's lips also curled up, and she raised her hand to rub Baby Luo's hair affectionately, with a doting and helpless smile in her eyes.

Yang Ruoqing stood aside, watching the interaction between the brother and sister, and was happy in her heart.

So much so that the corners of my eyes were moist.

How long have you been waiting for this day?

After seven years and more than 2,000 days and nights of expectation, God showed mercy and finally reunited the family.

Thank you, thank you, thank you for everything!

Yang Ruoqing secretly turned sideways and wiped the moisture from the corners of her eyes, but out of the corner of her eyes she caught a glimpse of a figure standing there alone.

He was holding his small schoolbag in his hand, silently and timidly looking at the intimate brother and sister, with tightly pursed lips, slightly furrowed brows, and in his eyes, besides envy, there was also a hint of loneliness.

Yang Ruoqing was about to introduce Chen'er and Dazhi, but Chen'er was already holding Luo Baobao's hand, and the two siblings came to Dazhi together.

Chen'er smiled and stretched out her hand to Dazhi, who was nearly a head shorter than herself: "Brother Dazhi, I'm Chen'er. Can I help you carry your schoolbag?"

Dazhi raised his head and looked at Chen'er timidly. He licked his lips a few times, wanting to say something, but he was too shy to say it.

A little face that was fairer than a girl's flushed red, her hands tightly grasped the strap of the schoolbag in her hand, and she stood there nervously.

Chen'er saw Da Zhi's restraint in his eyes and didn't force it. Instead, he took out a lollipop from his pocket and handed it to Da Zhi.

"I brought it back from Yecheng. It's fruity and delicious. Here it is!" Chen'er said in a friendly way.

Dazhi's eyes fell on the lollipop in Chen'er's hand.

To be honest, Dazhi has eaten too many good things in the past few years at Yang Ruoqing's house.

A lollipop really didn't arouse much interest in him. What did arouse his interest was the pattern painted on the oil paper wrapping the lollipop.

The pattern is of a toad and a scorpion fighting, both holding something like a fork in their hands.

It was like playing shadow puppets during the Chinese New Year, which Dazhi liked very much.

He slowly stretched out his hand, took the lollipop handed over by Chen'er, and whispered: "Thank you."
Chapter completed!