Later, Luo Fengtang watched all this and said to Yang Ruoqing in a deep voice: "Brother Zuo really should start a family. If he has a child, he will definitely be a good, patient father and knowledgeable."

Yang Ruoqing nodded, expressing strong agreement with Luo Fengtang's words.

Brother Zuo will definitely be a good father, but the problem with the child's mother has not been solved yet!

"oops!"

Yang Ruoqing suddenly let out a low cry and almost fell down.

Fortunately, Luo Fengtang quickly grabbed her waist with his quick eyes and hands.

"What's up Qing'er?" Luo Fengtang asked nervously.

Yang Ruoqing said: "My ankle suddenly cramped."

"Have cramps? Let me take a look!" He held her sideways on a stone aside, squatted down in front of her with his tall body, and gently held her cramped foot.

The movement here caused Zuo Junmo and Luo Baobao in front to quickly turn back.

"What's wrong with Qing'er?" Zuo Junmo asked, with worry in his eyes.

Luo Baobao also approached Yang Ruoqing with a nervous look on his face, "Mom, what's wrong with you? Were you bitten by something?"

Yang Ruoqing smiled and shook her head, with a little cold sweat breaking out on her forehead.

"Dad, what's wrong with my mother's feet? Is my mother lame?" Luo Baobao asked Luo Fengtang again.

Luo Fengtang didn't say anything because he was carefully lifting up her trousers and rubbing her ankles.

The muscle at his ankle curled up into a small bulge from the previous twitch, so he had to carefully feel it with his fingers and smooth it out.

Yang Ruoqing put her hands on the stone and smiled sheepishly at Zuo Junmo: "I just had a cramp, it's okay."

Zuo Junmo shifted his gaze to Luo Fengtang's hand and Yang Ruoqing's ankle that he was holding.

This is the first time that Zuo Junmo has seen Yang Ruoqing's ankles so close. They are slender, white and tender. There is an anklet strung with red silk thread hanging on the ankle, which complements the white skin and is particularly eye-catching.

Seeing Luo Fengtang's fingers gently pushing and rubbing on the ankle, Zuo Junmo suddenly became a little distracted and couldn't help but imagine that if this was not Luo Fengtang's hand, but his hand...

My throat suddenly felt dry.

Realizing the thought of Meng Lang passing through his mind, Zuo Junmo quickly looked away and turned sideways.

"Fengtang, how is Qing'er's ankle? If it really doesn't work, let's go out early!" Zuo Junmo said.

Without waiting for Luo Fengtang's response, Yang Ruoqing rushed to say: "I'm fine, I'm really fine, I'm so fragile!"

Baby Luo was so excited to go out to play, but he couldn't let the child down by ending the trip just because his legs cramped.

What's more, Yang Ruoqing is indeed not that delicate.

It hurt a little, but she could still bear it.

Luo Fengtang finally spoke up: "There is no medicinal wine here, otherwise the recovery will be faster. If you want to continue walking back, I have to support you and try not to put any force on your foot."

Yang Ruoqing nodded: "Okay, I won't be out of the line of fire with minor injuries, let's keep walking!"

"Qing'er, are you really able to do this? If not, don't force yourself. There will be plenty of opportunities in the future." Zuo Junmo couldn't help but ask again, unable to hide the worry at the corners of his eyes and brows.

Yang Ruoqing smiled and shook her head: "Brother Zuo, don't worry, I won't force it, and besides, I have Tang Yazi supporting me, I can finish the whole show."

Along the way, Zuo Junmo still led Luo Baobao in front and continued to visit the Ziwei Cave.

Luo Fengtang supported Yang Ruoqing and followed behind.

"Walk slowly, don't be in a hurry." Luo Fengtang warned from time to time.

Yang Ruoqing said: "I was also drunk. I was walking normally, but suddenly my legs cramped. I don't know what happened."

Luo Fengtang said: "It's okay. Cramps are normal. Maybe I didn't cover myself with a quilt last night and my ankles got cold."

Yang Ruoqing nodded, probably for this reason.

Last night I slept with Baby Luo. This girl was very sleepy and not honest at all.

She didn't know how many times the quilt was put on her during the night, and she woke up from the cold several times.

When I woke up, I found that Baby Luo had kicked the quilt to the end of the bed, and neither mother nor the mother deserved the quilt...

"Your daughter is the one who got involved. She has thick skin and is not afraid of the cold. It's so pitiful that I'm getting cramps from the cold." Yang Ruoqing said in a low voice as she walked away.

Luo Fengtang glanced at Baby Luo with a smile and said, "This little guy has been dishonest when he was sleeping since he was a child. You don't know that? When he packed her bags during confinement, his little hands were stretched out."

Yang Ruoqing also pursed her lips and smiled, "I definitely remember it, it's always been like this."

Luo Fengtang suddenly leaned against Yang Ruoqing's ear and whispered: "It's better to sleep with me. If I don't push the quilt, my feet won't get cold."

Yang Ruoqing's face suddenly turned red, she gave him an angry look, moved her lips, and gave him a lip-text: Don't be ashamed!

Although the small actions of the two people behind have been deliberately suppressed so that the people in front will not notice them, if they are intentional, they can still notice them.

Just like Zuo Junmo, although he was walking in front, on the one hand, he accompanied Luo Baobao and explained to her from time to time. On the other hand, he secretly adjusted his internal energy to make his senses more sensitive.

"It's only been one night apart, and Qing'er and Fengtang are already so attached to each other?"

"They have been married for more than ten years, why do they always look like they are newlyweds?"

"Don't they say that there is a seven-year itch in marriage? Don't they say that the longer you get married, the more you will lose interest and infatuation with each other?"

"Isn't it said that when two people are together, it feels like the left hand holding the right hand?"

"Why Qing'er and Tang Yazi can always be the same as before? It's really enviable and jealous!"

Zuo Junmo's mind was filled with a lot of questions, and he was puzzled.

"Uncle, what's wrong with you? You look like you've eaten bitter melon?"

Luo Baobao's voice suddenly reached his ears, and Zuo Junmo came back to his senses instantly.

"What's wrong? There's nothing strange about my face!" Zuo Junmo raised his hand and patted his face, and said in surprise: "Why do you say that about uncle?"

Luo Baobao tilted his little head and said with a serious face: "Because I just saw you frowning, shaking your head, and sighing, your eyes were unfocused, your eyes were a bit empty, and your mouth was tightly pursed. This is really good."

It looks like I’ve eaten bitter melon!”

Zuo Junmo: "..."

"Uncle, I heard a loud sound of water flowing in front of me. Is there another river?" Baby Luo became excited again.

Zuo Junmo said: "Well, it should still be a rapid underground river."

"What is an underground river? Is it a river that cannot be seen from the ground?" she asked again.
Chapter completed!