Chen'er was so smart, he immediately noticed something from Yang Ruoqing's voice and look.

He nodded: "Grandpa is in good health. He had an old illness many years ago. After the weather warmed up, he took care of it for a while and gradually recovered."

"Then you have been accompanying his old man on the island in the East China Sea these days? Or have you gone elsewhere to play?" Yang Ruoqing asked again.

Chen'er lowered his eyes slightly, thinking of the naval battle on Qiye Island and Yingxiu being taken away by the Yajili people, his eyes darkened a bit.

"What's wrong, son? Did something happen? Tell your parents." Yang Ruoqing asked immediately.

Luo Fengtang also cast his scrutinizing gaze on Chen'er.

Chen'er raised her head, her eyes calm again.

He shook his head: "It's okay, I just thought of a friend. I went to sea with my friend for a while."

Growing up like this, the incident on Qiye Island was his biggest stumbling block, and he had no shame to tell his parents about it.

"Dad, Mom, are my grandmother and uncle and grandma at home okay?" Chen'er took the initiative to change the topic and asked.

Yang Ruoqing smiled and nodded: "Everything is fine, and so are your father-in-law and grandma. They just talk about you and miss you all the time."

Chen'er smiled, with two small dimples showing on her cheeks.

Yes, his facial features inherited Luo Fengtang's, but because of the mixture of Yang Ruoqing's genes, the curvature and lines on his face were not as hard as Luo Fengtang's, and he also inherited Yang Ruoqing's pear dimples on his cheeks.

Such a Chen'er is as handsome as a piece of natural jade, which can be carved or carved.

Soon, Baby Luo had taken a bath and ran into the house with a fresh breath.

"Brother, brother, I want to take you to the night market. My parents and I went there last night. I'm really good at it. I even got a lot of fun things. The jade inkstone I gave you was also made by me.

Am I very powerful?"

Luo Baobao ran into the house, grabbed Chen'er's sleeve, and spoke with a little mouth like a lark.

Chen'er smiled and nodded, "My sister is the best. Brother likes that jade inkstone very much. Thank you sister."

"Hey, you're welcome. Brother, you brought me many gifts from the East China Sea. I like that conch windmill very much..."

"Brother, let's go, I want to take you to the night market." Luo Baobao pulled Chen'er up from the stool.

Yang Ruoqing stopped him and said, "Baby, your brother has just got off the boat. You can let him rest well and go play again tomorrow?"

Luo Baobao glanced at Luo Xingchen and then at Yang Ruoqing, with hesitation and confusion in his eyes.

Chen'er said to Yang Ruoqing: "Mom, don't worry, I'm not tired at all. I'm always sitting or lying down on the boat. It's good to go out for a walk with my sister now."

Yang Ruoqing said: "Okay, then your father and I will go with you."

Chen'er shook his head: "Don't worry, mother, I will take good care of my sister."

Chen'er's steady gaze made Yang Ruoqing stunned for a moment. She felt so inexplicably relieved that she ignored that he was also a nine-year-old child.

Luo Fengtang said to Yang Ruoqing: "Then just follow them. There are secret guards around Chen'er. Nothing will happen to her."

Yang Ruoqing nodded and told Baobao Luo: "You must listen to your brother when you go outside. You are not allowed to be naughty. If your brother asks you to come back, you must come back immediately. You are not allowed to be playful."

Luo Baobao was eager to go out as soon as possible. He fully agreed to Yang Ruoqing's instructions, and then pulled Chen'er and left the inn excitedly.

Looking at the two brothers and sisters leaving, Yang Ruoqing sighed: "Chen'er has really grown up."

Luo Fengtang raised his eyebrows: "This time Chen'er came back from the East China Sea, I feel that he seems a little different from before."

Yang Ruoqing was stunned for a moment and turned to look at him: "How do you say this?"

Luo Fengtang pondered for a while and said: "In the past, he also looked young and mature, but there was inevitably a bit of arrogance in his brows. This time I found that his mood seemed less high and more calm."

"There is only one possibility for a man to change from being arrogant and arrogant to being calm, and that is that he encounters setbacks that dampen his spirit."

Yang Ruoqing opened her eyes wide in surprise.

"No wonder I secretly observed our son. I did detect something strange between his eyebrows and behind his smile." She recalled.

"After your advice, I understand now that I am lonely. Our son has something on his mind, and he is hiding it from us."

"Why did he hide it from us? Doesn't he trust us? We are his biological father and mother!" Yang Ruoqing looked confused, her voice tinged with worry.

"Qing'er, don't worry first." Luo Fengtang quickly took her hand and rubbed it gently in his palm.

"All of this is just my guess, and it may not be accurate," he added.

"I believe your guess, and I also believe in my intuition. What kind of setbacks has our son suffered in the past six months? Why didn't you tell me?" Yang Ruoqing frowned tightly, and many guesses flashed through her mind.

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Luo Fengtang said: "Our son is an independent child. He is different from other children."

"He naturally has his own reasons for not telling us. Perhaps he doesn't want us to worry about him. This child is sensible and filial. More importantly, he is responsible," he said.

"No matter what, he is only nine years old, and no matter how talented he is, his life experience is there," Yang Ruoqing said, "As his parents, we must give him advice in this matter. No, we can turn back.

When they come back from visiting the night market, I have to ask him carefully."

Luo Fengtang smiled helplessly, raised his hand and pinched Yang Ruoqing's nose gently: "You are just impatient. Some things cannot be rushed. You have to pay attention to strategy."

"Well, don't ask about this matter for now. Let me find an opportunity to have a good talk with Chen'er."

Yang Ruoqing looked at Luo Fengtang, thinking that if the big man went to talk to the little man, there might be a better entry point.

She nodded heavily: "Sure, you go first. I hope you will have a great victory. If you can't figure it out, I will go. I must ask!"

At the night market.

Luo Baobao took Luo Xingchen's hand and ran excitedly among the crowd, taking him to revisit the interesting stalls she remembered from last night.

The one who makes candy people, the one who sells roasted sweet potatoes, the one who sells bunny rabbits, the one who performs monkey tricks...

"Brother, look, when I put on this mask, I become Zhu Bajie..."

Luo Baobao held a pig face mask in his hand, poked his head out from behind Luo Xingchen, and made faces at him.

Luo Xingchen smiled and followed Luo Baobao's figure with doting eyes, always following her side and never letting her be more than five steps away from him.

Seeing my sister's excited look, she was like a bird out of its cage, flying happily between heaven and earth, chirping, and jumping for joy.

Luo Xingchen suddenly thought of Yingxiu.

That girl, I don’t know what’s going on in Yajili?

She is a bloodline of Queen Yajili, and now that she has been captured, she must have been involved in a royal dispute.

She became a proton and a bargaining chip. I wonder if those people made things difficult for her or bullied her?

She must miss Donghai very much, right?
Chapter completed!