"Is it fun? I'll make the bone soup later. I guarantee it will be delicious!" Yang Ruoqing glanced at Baby Luo with a smile and said.

Luo Baobao looked impatient.

Luo Fengtang packed up the empty cage and walked over. He said to Baby Luo: "You and your brother can go and play. I'll call you after I make some delicious food."

The two children ran away happily. Here, Luo Fengtang looked at the eel meat that Yang Ruoqing had removed and praised: "My wife is really ingenious and beautiful. She is beautiful in everything she does!"

Yang Ruoqing couldn't help but laugh, "Beautiful? Why do you feel so different when you say these words?"

Luo Fengtang chuckled, glanced around, and made sure no one was coming. He lowered his voice and said, "I am also a child, and I want you to hurt me!"

Yang Ruoqing twitched the corner of her mouth fiercely, picked up the eel head on the chopping board and moved it towards his face: "Come here, let it kiss you on my behalf and love you well..."

The couple laughed and joked for a while, then started to light a fire to make eel soup.

Just like before, Yang Ruoqing was holding the spoon and Luo Fengtang was squatting at the mouth of the stove stuffing firewood.

During this period, Wang Cuilian came to the backyard and tried to help, but found that her presence was a bit embarrassing, so Wang Cuilian hurried away, leaving the young couple to go away.

"smell good!"

The kitchen was filled with the unique aroma of eel meat. Luo Fengtang couldn't help but take a deep breath and sighed.

Yang Ruoqing held a spoon and was stirring the eel soup in the pot. The soup had been boiled until it was milky white, thick and mellow like milk.

"This soup is so nourishing. I'll put some bowls together later, and you can give some to your mother, uncle, aunt, and children," Yang Ruoqing said.

Of course, there will be no shortage of things for Feng'er. Here is her biological nephew, a sweet-hearted little baby.

Luo Fengtang said: "Qing'er also needs to drink some. You have lost weight during this period."

Yang Ruoqing was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help but raise her hand to touch her face: "No, I look in the mirror five or six times a day, and my cheeks are not sharp!"

Luo Fengtang said meaningfully: "My physical strength has declined..."

Yang Ruoqing was surprised for a moment, and when she met his eyes, something struck her head hard, and she understood instantly.

The two children followed the scent to the kitchen and undoubtedly saved Yang Ruoqing.

"Mom, I'm hungry, I want to eat eel noodles." Luo Baobao shouted as soon as he stepped into the kitchen.

Yang Ruoqing said: "The noodles have been cooked and will be ready soon. Please wait patiently."

The two children arrived, and Luo Fengtang regained his father's appearance, stuffing firewood calmly and contentedly.

But from time to time, she would steal a glance at Yang Ruoqing to see if the blush on her face had dissipated.

He felt a little guilty because he had always considered himself the most serious person and never flirted with other women outside, not even taking a second look at them.

Even when he was drinking and eating meat with his gang of soldiers, he never made dirty jokes, and no one else dared to make them.

But I don’t know what’s going on, but as long as he is with Qing’er, he becomes unruly.

There is a demon in her heart, and if Qing'er just makes a look, an action or a word, the demon will be summoned out, and then it will be out of control.

After preparing food for the elders and children at home, Yang Ruoqing found another open ocean bowl, filled a bowl full of eel noodles, put two poached eggs on the noodles, and then found another bowl

Fold it upside down and put it in a red lacquered wood insulated food box and send it to Yang Huaming's old house.

"I'll go with you." Luo Fengtang put down the fire stick and chased after him.

Yang Ruoqing shook her head: "No, I can do it myself."

"Let's go together. On the one hand, it shows our sincerity, and on the other hand, your father doesn't dare to do anything to you." Luo Fengtang said.

Luo Fengtang became furious when she remembered that Mr. Qing'er hit Qing'er with a cigarette pole in the east room yesterday.

Dare to hit his own wife, let alone Lao Yangtou, even if he is the emperor, Luo Fengtang dares to stand up and fight!

At Luo Fengtang's insistence, Yang Ruoqing only compromised.

"Okay, then I allow you to be my flower protector," she said.

"Hey, thank you, wife, for making it possible. I'll pick it up."

He reached out and took the food box from her hand, bobbing his head and leading the way.

The backyard of Lao Yang's house.

Yang Huaming basically lives in Xiaojuan's house now.

Xiaojuan is indeed a maid from a wealthy family, and cleaning the house is her specialty.

Look, this house has been tidied up and every space has been reasonably planned and utilized. Compared with Liu's West House opposite, it is really the difference between a star hotel and a roadside toilet.

Not to mention that Fourth Uncle likes to live with Aunt Xiaojuan, if it were him, he would probably choose this place without hesitation. After looking around, Yang Ruoqing thought in her heart.

"Qing'er, sit with Tang Yazi!"

Yang Huaming sat back on the bed, raised his hand and greeted.

There were two stools beside the bed, and Yang Ruoqing and Luo Fengtang sat down together.

Xiaojuan brought two bowls of hot tea, placed them on the small table aside, and then quietly stepped aside with the empty tea tray.

This fourth sister looked pleasing to the eye, and she was indeed a qualified maid... Ahem, Yang Ruoqing stopped her wandering thoughts, focused her gaze on Yang Huaming, and took the initiative to speak:

"Fourth uncle, how is your injury? Is it still painful?"
Chapter completed!