Xiaoqin married Damo a few years ago and gave birth to a son. At first, the family of five lived in a simple thatched house.

In the past few years, Damo followed the transportation team through thick and thin, while Xiaoqin was alone at home with three children. The couple gritted their teeth and worked hard for several years.

Today, the eldest daughter is one year older than Baby Luo, already ten years old, and the youngest son is also four years old.

With her elder sister taking care of her younger brother, Xiaoqin felt a lot more relaxed, and Da Mo saved some money. In addition to paying off her debts, she also built a small farmyard with five tile-roofed houses on the front on the original foundation, and she lived a peaceful life.

As for Ping'er, she married Zhou Sheng with Huahua and became Bingbing's stepmother.

After marriage, Ping'er gave birth to a daughter to Zhou Sheng. Now the daughter is two years old and can walk and eat by herself.

Huahua is about the same age as the third maid of the Liu family. They are all thirteen-year-old girls. They usually do needlework at home and help Ping'er with the housework. She is a good hand in raising her younger sister.

Xiaoqin and Ping'er used to travel frequently with Yang Ruoqing, but since they remarried, they have been entangled in family affairs, so they can no longer get together as they did before.

However, no matter what happens to someone's family, they are always thinking about each other.

"Qing'er, we are here to invite you to pick mushrooms in the mountains!" Xiaoqin said with a smile.

Picking mushrooms?

Yang Ruoqing's eyes lit up, and she immediately saw the baskets slung in their arms and the bamboo sticks they held in their hands.

It’s really a must-have equipment for picking mushrooms!

"Are there any mushrooms to pick at this time?" Yang Ruoqing asked.

Xiaoqin said: "Why not? It has been raining these past few days, and there must be a lot of mushrooms popping up in the mountains and forests. Yesterday, I saw several sisters-in-law in the village going into the mountains to pick mushrooms. Some were as big as a palm, and some were as big as a palm.

The handle is like a small umbrella, and the small one is as small as a soft button. It is very rare. When my boy saw it, he drooled with greed. Last night, he urged me to go to the mountains to pick mushrooms and bring them back for him to eat!"

Ping'er also covered her mouth and smiled, and then said: "Qing'er, if you have time, come with us into the mountains. We haven't talked together for a long time. Everyone has been busy a while ago."

Yang Ruoqing looked at Sun, with a question in her eyes.

There is actually a reason for this inquiry.

Today, Xiaoduo took the two children to school. Yang Ruoqing and Sun were originally planning to clean up the chicken coops and pig pens in the backyard, but suddenly they started picking mushrooms...

"Qing'er, you go to pick mushrooms with Ping'er, Xiaoqin and the others. You don't have to worry about the work at home. Your father is at home. The two of us will be enough later," said Sun.

Yang Ruoqing said happily: "Thank you for your permission, mother. Then I will go to the backyard to get the largest bamboo basket. I want to pick more mushrooms. Liu Dixian will come over tomorrow and I will be able to add some dishes."

…

The three of them left the village talking and laughing and walked towards the mountains behind the village.

On the way, Yang Ruoqing asked the two of them: "You two are going out to pick mushrooms. Who will take care of the little kid at home?"

Xiaoqin said: "Brother Damo is at home now. He and his eldest daughter will take care of each other. That's enough."

"Besides, the youngest in my family is four years old. He runs around the village and lets his two sisters follow him. Even if Damo is not at home, nothing will happen." Xiaoqin said.

Yang Ruoqing nodded, then turned to look at Ping'er: "What about Ping'er?"

Ping'er smiled and said, "Huahua is being taken care of at home. My little girl has been close to Huahua since she was a child. Huahua helped me take care of her when she was born. After weaning after one year old, she always sleeps with Huahua."

Yang Ruoqing smiled, "Well, I also found that this girl is really capable as she grows older. My baby can even help raise Feng'er."

"A while ago, Da'an and Xiaohua went to the capital, leaving Feng'er at home. In the first two days, my parents almost couldn't bear it. It was my daughter who coaxed her brother to stay."

Xiaoqin and Ping'er both nodded: "It's true. Girls are so considerate. Qing'er, please have more girls. Our family has two girls, but you only have one. Give me two more."

chant!"

Yang Ruoqing curled her lips and said, "Having a son or a daughter is just a matter of chance. If you really want to say that, I have two sons and you two only have one son, so do you also have to have another son?"

Xiaoqin and Ping'er were immediately speechless.

Especially Ping'er, she said she had a son, but in fact Bingbing didn't come out of her belly.

The child had called her mother twice before. Later, after she went to live with her mother-in-law for half a month, she no longer called her mother when she came back, but she still called her aunt.

"Hey, I actually don't have a son." Ping'er sighed softly and said.

"Why do you say that? Isn't Bingbing your son?" Yang Ruoqing said.

Ping'er smiled bitterly: "After all, it didn't come out of my belly. There are so many things in between, it's hard to describe!"

Yang Ruoqing said: "That ambition didn't come from my belly. I am still living with his mother in his hometown of Yangzhou, but we often exchange letters between mother and son. I think this relationship between people

Emotions sometimes have nothing to do with blood ties."

Ping'er shook her head gently: "Your situation is different from mine. I occupy the position of his biological mother, and his aunts from her in-laws' family most likely said some words to sow discord."

Xiaoqin said: "Ping'er, we can talk about anything between the three of us, so I don't care. I think that Bingbing kid, you just need to do your best to get along with him."

"As for you, I think you still have to have your own biological son. Qing'er, don't you think so?"

Yang Ruoqing nodded repeatedly, "Well, yes, raising children for old age. In the past, we advised you to treat Bingbing with sincerity, but now, we still advise you to treat Bingbing with sincerity, but this is not the same as giving birth to your own son.

conflict."

Ping'er smiled bitterly and said: "With the conditions that Brother Zhou Sheng and I have, it's just fine to raise three children now. If we have one more, life will be a little difficult."

"Brother Zhou Sheng means to follow me. I used to look at Qing'er, your fifth uncle, and he didn't have a biological son of his own. He only gave birth to Mianmian for Dabao, so that Dabao could feel that he was the real son of this family.

"

"As for Dabao, he is also a filial and sensible child. He has respected your fifth uncle very much over the years and completely regards your fifth uncle as his biological father. I have always thought that if I were like this, would Bingbing be like him?

Does Dabao accept me like that?"

"But the facts prove that it can't be done. This kid Bingbing doesn't say anything, but he actually has many thoughts of his own in his heart. He is not very affectionate towards his sister."
Chapter completed!