"So, mother, don't take it to heart. Chen'er said that, that's what he thought he could tell me,"

"What Chen'er didn't say means that we know or don't know that part. It's harmless and irrelevant, so let's not take it seriously!" Yang Ruoqing enlightened.

In my previous life, I didn’t even have the chance to fall in love, so everything in this life is the first time.

The first time as a wife, the first time as a daughter-in-law, the first time as a mother.

When it comes to raising children, she does not advocate that parents control everything about their children.

Children are human beings, not animals. Children should have their own thoughts.

Parents and children should respect each other, trust each other, supervise each other, and encourage each other.

Tuoba Xian raised her head, her expression already back to normal.

She smiled gently at Yang Ruoqing and said, "Qing'er, what you said makes sense. We Chen'er have grown up and have our own thoughts."

"I believe that no matter what he does, no matter how close he is to his grandfather, he still has me as his grandmother and you as his mother in his heart. There is no conflict."

Yang Ruoqing touched her palms: "My mother is broad-minded and so open-minded and wise. Her words also expressed my feelings."

"Yes, I also believe that no matter what happens, Chen'er will always be my son and your grandson. It's enough for him to have us in his heart!"

When the sun was about to set, Mu Zichuan and Zuo Junmo finally woke up, and it was the servant girl who came to report the news.

"Young masters, ask your servants to come over to Mrs. Luo and the old lady to say this so that you don't have to worry," the servant woman said.

Mrs. Zuo nodded.

Yang Ruoqing asked the servant: "Has the hangover soup been cooked?"

The servant woman said: "It's cooked and has been given to the two young masters to drink. There is millet porridge in the pot. When the servant came over, the two young masters were washing up. They said they would drink the porridge after washing."

Yang Ruoqing nodded: "Okay, then you can go back and wait on them first. I will go and see them later."

After sending the maid away, Yang Ruoqing took the time to go to the backyard, wash her hands and make two snacks.

When she brought some snacks and accompanied Mrs. Zuo to the entrance of the village, the stage at the entrance of the village was already noisy with gongs and drums. The Liu family class did not cancel the performance temporarily because of Xiao Yuxi's incident.

Of course, you can't cancel if you want to. They all accepted half of Yang Ruoqing's deposit. If you want to cancel, you have to ask her, a big customer!

We agreed to sing for six days, not one day less!

After Yang Ruoqing arranged for Mrs. Zuo and the others to watch the show, she stopped by Lao Mu's house in the village to visit the two hungover people.

In the main room of Lao Mu's house, Zuo Junmo and Mu Zichuan were drinking millet porridge face to face.

On the table were a plate of pickled cucumber strips and a bowl of fried peanuts.

I drank too much last night, and today the stamina really kicked in. My stomach was burning. After taking one bite of pickled cucumber strips, I felt my mouth was full of water. Both of them made a tacit agreement not to touch the pickled cucumber strips.

The sound of brisk footsteps accompanied by a cheerful voice came into the main room at the right time: "Are you eating? Then it's a coincidence that I came here."

It’s Yang Ruoqing!

The two of them looked towards the door of the main room together, and sure enough they saw Yang Ruoqing entering the main room with a smile and a food box in her arms.

The two people's eyes were focused on the food box almost at the same time, and their eyes were shining.

This was the first time Yang Ruoqing saw the two of them like this. She was stunned for a moment, and then she saw the side dishes on the table and smiled in understanding.

I just lamented that the servant girl was so honest that she had no brains. She told the servant girl to prepare some light millet porridge for them to eat.

They drank all night long last night and their stomachs were irritated, so they definitely couldn't accept the hard-to-digest hard vegetables like fish, meat, chicken, and duck today. They had to eat something easy to digest and easy to blend.

But I didn’t tell the maid not to make snacks and stir-fry side dishes. How can I eat these pickled cucumber strips?

"Qing'er, what are you..." Zuo Junmo spoke first, his eyes following the food box in Yang Ruoqing's hand.

Yang Ruoqing smiled and put the food box on the table and said, "I just sent the old lady and the others to the theater. When I heard that you were awake, I made a few snacks and brought them to you to adjust."

As Yang Ruoqing spoke, she opened the food box and took out the snacks one by one and placed them on the table.

"This is red date cake, this is glutinous rice and corn egg roll, this is minced meat and mashed potatoes,"

"You two have just been stimulated by alcohol in your stomachs. It's hard to digest hard vegetables. You can still eat some of this minced meat. Come on, let's have a taste!" Yang Ruoqing greeted with a smile.

Zuo Junmo couldn't wait to raise his chopsticks and take a bite of minced meat and mashed potatoes, and then gave Yang Ruoqing a thumbs up.

"As expected of a restaurant owner, his cooking skills are superb!" Zuo Junmo praised.

Muzichuan looked at the three exquisite dishes in front of him with a look of emotion on his face.

"Qing'er, you're not giving me snacks, you're giving me help in times of need!" he said.

Yang Ruoqing smiled.

"Then you two don't pay attention to your manners, eat quickly, eat it while it's hot, and when you're done, give me a perfect thumbs up!" she teased.

Mu Zichuan nodded slightly and raised his chopsticks gracefully.

Zuo Junmo had already eaten a big mouthful of minced meat and mashed potatoes, and now he had chosen a piece of red date cake.

"Qing'er, do you want to sit down and eat together?" Zuo Junmo asked.

Mu Zichuan also looked at Yang Ruoqing expectantly, with invitation in his eyes.

Yang Ruoqing smiled and shook her head: "I came here when I was full, you go ahead and eat, hurry up!"

"I'll go and clean up the West Room for you," she added.

Mu Zichuan stood up: "Qing'er, you don't need to take care of it. I'll just let the servant girl do it later."

Yang Ruoqing said: "It's okay, I'm just idle when I'm free. You guys eat quickly and don't worry about me!"

After saying this, she turned around and went into the west room to tidy up...

In the main room, Zuo Junmo and Mu Zichuan said: "Let her be, she has a restless temper, it's not like we don't know that."

"Besides, the house your maid cleans up will definitely not be acceptable to Qing'er."

Mu Zichuan thought about it too, these pickled cucumber strips, these popcorn peanuts, hey!

"Okay, let's eat!" Muzichuan immediately sat down, and the two of them looked at each other and smiled, then let go of their restraints and started eating big mouthfuls driven by their hunger instinct.

The snacks on the table were almost cleared away, leaving only three bare plates.

"Wow, this is so clean to eat, I don't even have to wash the dishes!"

Yang Ruoqing came out of the west room and saw the empty plate on the table, and couldn't help laughing.

Zuo Junmo was fine. He smiled openly, touched his stomach and said, "This meal is really satisfying. Thank you Qing'er."

Muzichuan originally wanted to be more reserved, but he couldn't help but burp.

His face turned red and he was very embarrassed.

Yang Ruoqing smiled and said: "Thank you both for your highest praise of my cooking skills. Yes, you have eaten and drank enough. What happened yesterday has changed. You are not allowed to drink anymore today. You are only allowed to indulge once! Who?
Chapter completed!