"What kind of treasure did the baby give you? Why are you smiling so happily?" Wang Cuilian asked curiously.

Yang Ruoqing smiled and turned the drawing paper in her hand over for Wang Cuilian to take a look at it. Wang Cuilian said, "Hey, this is what our baby drew? This drawing is really good, it's very vivid."

Yang Ruoqing casually agreed, then carefully folded the drawing paper and stuffed it into her arms to keep it close to her body, and then continued cooking.

Zhou's family came over last night. Zhou Wang drove a carriage, and his eldest son sat with him. In the carriage behind were Luo Da'e and Xiao Huan's mother-in-law and daughter-in-law. Xiao Huan was holding a one-month-old daughter in his arms.

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The whole family happily came to visit the Luo family in Changping Village.

Every time the Zhou family came over to visit, Blacksmith Luo was the most excited. He was busy in and out, greeting adults and children, doing household chores with his nephew Zhou Wang, and saying a few thoughtful words to Luo Da'e.

Although Luo Da'e still likes to talk and is a chatty person now, she is completely different from before.

There was no Zhou Xia who gave bad ideas to her ears, and then she was with her son and daughter-in-law every day, and was brainwashed by her son and daughter-in-law every day to correct herself on the right path.

In addition, she is getting older and has her eldest grandson Cheng Huan, so Luo Da'e is now just an ordinary country woman who likes to chat, listen to gossip, and spread gossip, and is no longer the kind of evil woman who poses threats and troubles to others.

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So she followed Zhou Wang and Xiaohuan to Luo's house. Both Yang Ruoqing and Luo Fengtang expressed their welcome. The main purpose was not to sincerely accept Luo Da'e, but to show sincere filial piety to Blacksmith Luo.

Blacksmith Luo is not stupid, I believe he knows everything.

As soon as the firecrackers were set off at Yang Ruoqing's house, everyone in the village pricked up their ears to listen. Bao Suyun and the others had been informed by Yang Ruoqing in advance and knew that the children of the Zhou family were coming to her house.

So according to the usual custom in the village, those who are on good terms with each other will come over to support them.

Naturally, I will not be empty-handed, so I can use a small sewing basket to hold a dozen eggs.

If conditions permit and the friendship is deeper, you can add half a pound of brown sugar and two feet of fabric to make socks, pockets, etc. for the children.

Yang Ruoqing warmly received Bao Suyun and Da Sun who came to support them. Ping'er not only had a close relationship with Yang Ruoqing, but was also familiar with Xiaohuan.

For nearly half a year, Xiaohuan lived at Yang Ruoqing's house and learned needlework from Ping'er. The two women formed a friendship at that time.

So Ping'er specially made a pair of small shoes for Xiaohuan's daughter, with a pair of little tigers embroidered on the toes, which is really cute and naive.

Xiao Huan couldn't put it down, and Luo Da'e also praised Ping'er for being such a good actress.

"Ping'er is such a good girl. She's just good-looking and has a pair of skillful hands. Zhou Sheng married you as his wife. It's really a blessing he has cultivated in eight lifetimes!"

Luo Da'e took Ping'er's hand and praised Ping'er from head to toe, so much that Ping'er's face turned red.

Next to them, Yang Ruoqing and Xiaohuan were also there. After hearing Luo Da'e's praise, she asked Ping'er: "Ping'er, it's been almost a year since you and Zhou Sheng got married, why aren't you pregnant yet?"

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Ping'er's face turned red immediately, and she stood there so embarrassed that she didn't know where to put her hands.

Seeing this, Yang Ruoqing quickly spoke up to help Ping'er: "Aunt Da'e, I think Ping'er and Brother Zhou Sheng have their own plans, so outsiders don't worry about it."

Luo Da'e said: "I really care about Ping'er, so I asked a few more questions, but I don't mean any harm."

Then she turned around and patted the back of Ping'er's hand and said: "I really don't mean any harm. I just asked Sa casually. We are all women. It doesn't matter what kind of family a woman marries into. The child must be born as soon as possible.

The child will have someone to rely on when he gets older in the future..."

Ping'er became more and more embarrassed, her face turned red like a monkey's butt.

Xiaohuan couldn't help but said, "Mom, your eldest grandson has gone crazy and gone crazy. You'd better go find him quickly. Don't fight with other children later. This is from Changping Village."

There are far more skinny boys than we have in Zhoujia Village."

After hearing this, Luo Daye hurriedly went to find her grandson.

Her eldest grandson, Pi Shi, often had fights with other boys of the same age in the village in Zhoujia Village. Luo Daye was most worried about her grandson suffering a loss.

After Luo Da'e was sent away, Ping'er, Yang Ruoqing, and Xiaohuan in the room all breathed a sigh of relief at the same time.

Xiaohuan said to Ping'er with an apologetic face: "Ping'er, don't take it to heart, my mother-in-law just likes to talk, she doesn't mean anything malicious..."

Ping'er forced out a forced smile and said, "I understand, it's okay."

Xiaohuan said: "But Ping'er, my friendship with you is here, and I also want to say this."

"It's time for you and Brother Zhou Sheng to have a child. Although having more children at home is tiring, a family with more children will be more successful."

"Besides, it would be nice to wait until the children grow up. It will be more lively and prosperous when the branches and leaves are spread out."

Hearing Xiaohuan's words, Ping'er said: "That kid Bingbing is actually not bad, but now he calls me mother instead..."

"What will happen if you change your words? It's not what comes out of your belly, after all, there is such a layer of things between it." Xiaohuan said.

At this point, Xiaohuan seemed to realize something. She turned to look at Yang Ruoqing and explained: "The situation of Bingbing and Dazhi is different. Dazhi was adopted by Qing'er, and he is grateful to Qing'er.

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"Moreover, Qing'er has her own biological child,"

"But Bingbing, to put it bluntly, he is probably hostile to you, Sister Ping'er, right?" Xiaohuan asked.

Ping'er smiled bitterly, "Xiaohuan, now that you have a second child, your brain has become much more sensitive than before. You have already guessed this."

"That's right, Bingbing's kid really thinks that I stole his father." Ping'er said.

Recalling the time when he and Zhou Sheng had just gotten married, Bingbing would try his best to find Zhou Sheng almost every night to destroy their solitude.

Zhou Sheng had to sleep with him at night, and later he simply moved into Zhou Sheng's room and slept in a small shop.

Every time there was any noise on the big bed in the middle of the night, the child would wake up immediately, and then Zhou Sheng would be unable to do anything.

During the day, he was finally sent to school, but Zhou Sheng had to go out to work to support his family.

Even though he didn't go out sometimes, Zhou Sheng was an honest man, and he wouldn't be able to do anything like prostitution in the daytime.

So the couple has been married for three months, and they have been together no more than five times.

The five times she did it were all sneaking around in the middle of the night, and they all ended hastily. She didn't really experience the joy of being a woman.

"Ping'er, Xiaohuan is talking to you, why are you distracted? What's wrong? Are you worried about something?"
Chapter completed!