Yang Ruoqing smiled with crooked eyebrows.

"I haven't figured out how to deal with the three children in my family. How can I still have the energy to have a younger one? I have no plans for this at the moment!" she said.

There were some things she didn't want to say to Xiaoqin and Ping'er, not only them, but also Sun Shi and Tuoba Xian.

That is, the last time Tang Yazi came back, the two of them had a serious discussion about having another child.

Her attitude is whether to have children or not. If he wants more children, she will have a litter.

But Tang Yazi made it clear that he did not want her to have another child.

At that time, Chen'er had not been found yet. Even so, Tang Yazi had the same attitude. Her daughter Luo Baobao was also a descendant and the continuation of the bloodline.

The reason he didn't want her to have a baby was for no other reason than that he didn't want her to suffer.

Such a simple reason is not considered a reason at all in the eyes of other couples.

Even if you say it, you will be laughed at. Which woman does not suffer from pregnancy to childbirth? This is how the emperor came!

Therefore, since Yang Ruoqing didn't think it could be a reason in the eyes of others, she didn't want to say anything more. Whether or not to have children was a private matter between her and Tang Yazi.

"How can you be so clear about giving birth to a child?" Xiaoqin teased Yang Ruoqing with a smile.

"Look, among the people around us, who doesn't get married, pull up the quilt and sleep on the bed, and then lay a bunch of eggs like a hen?" Xiaoqin continued.

Yang Ruoqing just smiled.

Ping'er blushed and pinched Xiaoqin's arm gently: "Old hen, you should speak more reservedly. This pregnant woman is different. She doesn't even cover up her words."

Xiaoqin's face didn't turn red and she was smiling even while sitting there.

Indeed, before she met Damo, she was a widow.

I have low self-esteem when I go in front of others, and always feel that I am inferior to others.

Bullied by her father-in-law and suppressed by her mother-in-law, she has no moral arrogance at all.

Now, being held in the palm of Da Mo's hand, feeling pain and pampering, the two girls were obedient, and they were pregnant with two children at once.

When walking in the village, people looked envious when they saw her belly, and some even asked her privately for advice on how to conceive twins...

Xiaoqin has gained confidence as a person, and her previous cheerful temperament has returned.

"That's how it is," Xiaoqin continued. "My mother-in-law used to scold me for not being able to give birth to a son, so she scolded me as an old hen that only eats food but doesn't lay eggs."

Yang Ruoqing said: "I am familiar with this curse. When I was a child, the old Yang family had not yet been separated. Every day I heard my grandma pointing at my fourth aunt's nose and scolding her with the same sentence."

All three people laughed.

After laughing for a while, Xiaoqin said with emotion: "Qing'er, it's understandable that you and Tang Yazi don't have children now. Chen'er has just been found and hasn't been around for seven years. You have to take good care of that child."

"Besides, your Tangya son leads troops and fights outside all year round. You have to worry about him and take care of the old and the young in the family. You really can't spare so much energy to get another one," she said.

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Yang Ruoqing nodded, "Yeah, now I just want to take care of the three children at home, as long as they grow up safely,"

"Tang Yazi and I have two sons and one daughter. We are both children and we are satisfied."

"My parents only gave birth to us three siblings. I think it's pretty good. Having too many children is not necessarily a good thing."

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It was getting dark, and Yang Ruoqing and Ping'er stood up to say goodbye.

"Brother Damo is not at home. You three should close the doors and windows tightly when you sleep at night. Be smart. If anything happens, just shout across the road. We can hear you from the other side."

Before leaving, Yang Ruoqing warned.

Xiaoqin smiled and thanked her. On the other side of the kitchen, the eldest girl and the second girl came over holding a two-month-old puppy.

"Mom, Wangcai is hungry and wants to have dinner." The second girl shouted there.

Xiaoqin responded in that direction, then turned to Yang Ruoqing and said: "This is what your Damo brother brought back from outside before he returned to Sishan'ao. He said he wanted to get a dog to look after the house and the home."

"This little puppy is lying down in the yard at night. It barks a few times when there is any movement outside. It's good. Qing'er, you don't have to worry about us." Xiaoqin said.

Yang Ruoqing also glanced at the gray-haired puppy with a painful look on its face after being ravaged by the two girls. It was a typical Chinese pastoral dog.

In the local dialect, it is called "local dog". It looks after the home and the courtyard, and is a representative of loyalty.

"We live on the roadside here. It's really nice to have a dog at home. It's also a lively place to look after the house and nursery. It's mainly because the children have playmates." Yang Ruoqing said.

"When your brother Damo comes back later, I will ask him to get a puppy and send it to your house for the children to play with!" Xiaoqin said.

Yang Ruoqing smiled and said, "There's no need to go to all that trouble. Go back and keep an eye on the village to see whose bitch is about to give birth to pups, and then pick one up and bring it back."

Xiaoqin said: "It's easy, just leave this job to me. Anyway, I'm bored now and have nothing to do. I promise to find the puppy for Chen'er and the others."

As Yang Ruoqing and Xiaoqin talked about the puppy, Ping'er stood aside and listened silently.

I thought about getting a puppy for Huahua to keep me company later. This child actually had someone to keep him company when he was studying in school.

But when she came back from school and was sewing, she would do her homework in a tray and play by herself after finishing it.

Sometimes I feel lonely when I do needlework with her.

Huahua would definitely be happy if she had a dog to keep her company.

"Xiao Qin, please help me get two by the way, both male and female, puppies, weaned ones, as long as they can be fed," Ping'er also said.

Xiaoqin nodded readily, "No problem...Hey, wouldn't it be enough for you to get one for Huahua? Two are too many, right?"

Without waiting for Ping'er to answer, Yang Ruoqing touched Xiaoqin's elbow, winked at Xiaoqin and said, "Why do you ask so many questions? Just do two if I ask you to do two!"

Xiaoqin understood it instantly.

Ping'er also wants to get one for Zhou Sheng's Bingbing.

"Oh, I am too talkative, so I won't ask anymore." Xiaoqin hurriedly changed her words and said with a smile.

"Ping'er, don't worry, this matter will be taken care of by me," she said again.

Ping'er nodded sheepishly.

After sending Yang Ruoqing and Ping'er out of the courtyard, Xiaoqin turned around, closed the courtyard door, and took the two girls to the kitchen to cook.

The three ladies were laughing and talking, the warm light seeped out from the kitchen, and the smell of fireworks was strong. The dark clouds that had hung over the heads of the three ladies because of Daping's untimely death had long since dissipated.

The dead are gone, but the living must still live better and braver.

Life is like this, endless. Treating yourself well is the right way.

"Ping'er, you did a good job, you really have your heart in it."

On the way home, Yang Ruoqing told Ping'er.

Ping'er was stunned for a moment, not quite understanding what Yang Ruoqing was referring to at first.
Chapter completed!