"Ah, it turns out it's Qing'er's birthday? No wonder it's so lively." Ms. Liu suddenly beamed.

"Fourth Aunt came here in a hurry. She didn't know it was your birthday and didn't have time to prepare anything. So Fourth Aunt would like to say a few good words to bless you. I happened to go to Liujiacun to pay New Year's greetings and listen to two plays two days ago!

"

"That's really great. Come on, fourth brother and sister, sit down and talk." Mrs. Sun quickly asked Mrs. Liu to sit down.

Mrs. Liu said: "Qing'er is the birthday girl today. I want to sit next to Qing'er and sing to her in front of her!"

Yang Ruoqing was in a good mood today and did not refuse Liu's request.

She patted the empty stool next to her and said, "Come on, Fourth Aunt, I want to prick up my ears and listen carefully to what nice things you have to say next, and learn from them, hahaha..."

Mrs. Liu looked at Yang Ruoqing with a smile and said, "Okay, then you have to listen carefully to every word, so that all your hard work will not be in vain."

"Yeah." Yang Ruoqing smiled and nodded, not thinking much about anything else.

When Luo Fengtang heard what Liu said, he who was talking in a low voice with Xiao An couldn't help but glance at Liu.

I saw Mrs. Liu had straightened her posture and was sitting there, raising her hands to pinch her throat and clearing her throat.

Luo Fengtang looked away, maybe he was a little sensitive.

Here, Ms. Liu suddenly shook her head, waved her sleeves, raised her head and uttered two sharp notes: "Eh~ ah!"

"Oh my god, you scared me!" Yang Ruoqing stroked her chest and widened her eyes.

To be honest, I was really scared by Mr. Liu just now.

Mrs. Liu chuckled and said, "No, you have to open your voice before singing. Please forgive me, birthday girl!"

Yang Ruoqing had no choice but to take a deep breath and sit firmly on the table again.

Xiaoduo also snickered, touched the little flower, and said in a low voice: "Hurry up and hold on to the table. Don't let the fourth aunt speak later and be so scared that she slides under the table!"

Xiaohua didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

Here, after Mrs. Liu raised her voice a few times, she really sang like a person on the stage:

"Celebrate birthday.

Celebrate your birthday with a thousand springs.

There is an elegant banquet, and there will be relatives in the painting hall.

The mother-of-pearl letter seals the great country, and the color of jade is sealed by silk fiber.

Thank you for your kindness.

Looking towards the ninth level, I worship the clouds of Yao in the sky.

I wish you a happy birthday now, and wish you many more birthdays than Song Chun.

Pour fine wine with sincerity as if you were to the man in the moon.

There was a sound of sandalwood moving, and a stick of incense burned.

Pray for the immortality.

May this day bring you joy and happiness every year."

At the end, Mrs. Liu cast a sideways glance at Yang Ruoqing, lengthened the ending tone, and said "Hey~ Yeah~ Yeah~ Yeah~ When..."

Make a perfect movement.

When Mr. Liu finished singing, the hall suddenly became quiet and no one spoke.

Of course, siblings Feng'er and Luo Baobao were concentrating on playing with toys and didn't pay any attention to what was going on here.

All the adults here were quiet, and they all looked at Mr. Liu in surprise. Daan squinted his eyes, as if he was thinking about something.

Luo Fengtang's eyes showed contemplation.

Xiaohua Xiaoduo looked at each other, both surprised.

Even Yang Ruoqing's eyes showed disbelief.

"Fourth Aunt, from which play did you hear the birthday poem just now? This poem is so well written, it sounds like it was written by a scholar." Yang Ruoqing praised.

"Furthermore, Fourth Aunt, you have a good memory. I don't know if this is the entire poem or if you just sang part of it."

"However, you have sung so much, and it is already very good! Word by word, it really fits the scene. I like it very much. Thank you!" Yang Ruoqing said sincerely.

Liu's singing tonight really made Yang Ruoqing change her opinion of Liu.

Mrs. Liu is grinning. She usually likes to talk the most. If someone just compliments her, she will float to the sky. Now she is silent. It is rare for her to be silent.

Instead, he ignored this topic and went to talk to Sun about other things...

"Uncle, are you asleep?"

Luo Baobao's voice suddenly sounded.

Because of her words, they couldn't help but look towards Da'an on Hot National Day, and they saw Da'an sitting there, his eyes slightly squinted, and his body gently swaying back and forth rhythmically.

Hey, don’t mention it, he really looked like he was dozing off!

"Da'an, if you feel sleepy, go back to the house and rest. It's getting late anyway. Your brother-in-law and I are planning to take our daughter back," Yang Ruoqing said.

Daan shook his head and opened his eyes.

His eyes were clear and clear, and there was no hint of sleepiness in them.

"Sister, I'm not sleepy at all. I was squinting my eyes just now as I was reminiscing about the birthday poem sung by my fourth aunt." Da'an said.

"I'm very curious about which opera this is from. I've never heard of it. I've gone through it in my mind before. I plan to go back to the house later and write this poem on the paper with a pen and paper.

If you taste it carefully, it will have its own flavor."

Hearing Da'an's words, Yang Ruoqing smiled.

"The same thing is really a matter of benevolence and wisdom. I only heard the joy, but you can appreciate it, haha, not bad, not bad." Yang Ruoqing said.

After everyone sat at Yang Huazhong's house for a while, Yang Ruoqing's family of three left early.

Because Baby Luo started to feel sleepy, his eyelids were twitching and his head was drooping on his shoulders.

…

In the bedroom, Yang Ruoqing sat in front of the dressing table, facing the bronze mirror, taking off the bun on her head and taking off the earrings on her ears.

It was her birthday today, so she applied a little powder and dressed herself up.

At this moment, she was in a good mood, humming a little tune and undressing her hair. Her feet were still placed in a wooden basin, and the insteps were covered with handkerchiefs.

Don’t be too comfortable~

Luo Fengtang came from behind, placed his hands on the dressing table in front of her, leaned down slightly and followed her to look at the woman in the bronze mirror.

"Which little lady is this? She is really charming and beautiful, with a pair of phoenix eyes that look and shine..."

"Pfft!"

Yang Ruoqing burst out laughing.

She turned her head to look at him, and raised her hand to gently poke his chest.

"Hey, haven't you heard enough of my fourth aunt's drama earlier? Can you still talk properly?" she asked with a smile.

Luo Fengtang also grinned, tightened his arms to hug her, pressed his face against hers, and looked into the mirror together.

"My wife is so beautiful." He sighed, his chest rising and falling rhythmically.

Yang Ruoqing curled her lips, raised her hand to caress his handsome side face, and said softly: "A woman likes her appearance. As long as you think I'm good-looking, I'll be happy."

It’s not a waste of time to put makeup on my face, draw my eyebrows, apply blush and lip gloss today.
Chapter completed!