Yang Huazhong was on the verge of crying, "Dad, it's not good if you don't take the lead. Besides, she's my mother and she's not an enemy. There's nothing to be ashamed of!"

Mrs. Sun also said: "Yes, Dad, the third child made a promise to my mother. She only agreed to come back after hearing this promise. If you don't go now, all your hard work will be wasted! We won't care if my mother makes a fuss again."

I can’t control it anymore!”

Old Yangtou fell silent, his chest rising and falling rapidly, as if he wanted to vent all the depression in his chest.

After a while, the old man sat down again and said, "That's all, just go and pick up the Bodhisattva! Then you can offer her to her, is that done?"

Yang Huazhong and Sun looked at each other, both speechless.

…

On the third day after the Mid-Autumn Festival, Yang Ruoqing and Luo Fengtang's family of four finally returned to Changping Village.

When I went there, there was a carriage, and when I came back there was another carriage behind me.

Naturally, this was a gift prepared by the Zuo family mother and son, not only for the two children, but also for the Luo family elders, as well as Yang Huazhong and Sun.

Surrounded by the elders of the family, they entered the house in a lively manner, drank tea, talked, and distributed gifts. After all this busy work, it was already dinner time.

Sun said: "You have just come back today, so we won't invite you to come over for dinner. You will go over for dinner at noon tomorrow."

Naturally, Yang Ruoqing would not refuse. What was on her mind, she asked Sun, "I remember when we went to Huguang County, my grandma went to live with Aunt Meier out of anger. Has she come back now?"

Mrs. Sun smiled and said: "I was brought back two days ago. The door of the old house was also repaired. Now the old couple has returned to the east room."

Yang Ruoqing was surprised and counted the days with her fingers, "Oh my God, my grandma actually stayed at my aunt's house for half a month this time!"

Mrs. Sun nodded: "Isn't that right? If your aunt hadn't given your father a strong dose of medicine, I'm afraid your grandma would still be living in Lao Wang's house right now!"

"What kind of strong medicine?" Yang Ruoqing asked.

Sun then whispered to Yang Ruoqing what Yang Huamei had scolded Lao Yangtou that day.

Mrs. Sun was stunned for a moment, then covered her mouth and laughed.

Yang Huamei is still tough, and this strong medicine is good. Old Yang has a good face and cares about his reputation. After the strong medicine, the old man has to take the strong medicine first to take Tan back to his old home.

"It's noisy. It's good to be back. I hope the two elders can live a good life and let us children and grandchildren do their own things in peace. Otherwise, everyone will make a fuss!" Yang Ruoqing said with emotion.

Mrs. Sun nodded, "Yes, only when the family is harmonious can everything be prosperous!"

"By the way, Qing'er, are you exhausted from this trip? I looked at Chen'er and it seems that she has lost a little weight, but the baby is fine." Sun asked again.

Yang Ruoqing's heart thumped, thinking that Chen'er was almost sucked dry by the ghost willow, her skin was torn and her flesh was torn, and she also suffered some internal injuries. How could she lose weight?

"It's okay, maybe he's growing taller. This kid has never been fat before." Yang Ruoqing smiled and dropped the topic.

At night, after dinner, Chen'er came over to chat with Tuoba Xian.

Tuoba Xian, however, closed the door of the room and asked Chen'er a little mysteriously how to get to the East China Sea.

"Grandma, do you want to go to the East China Sea to find my grandfather?" Chen'er asked in surprise.

Tuoba Xian's face turned red and her eyes flashed.

"No, I haven't thought about it, I just asked casually." She said.

Although Chen'er is young, her mind is more mature than that of children of the same age, and she is still a good grandchild if she sees through things without pointing them out.

"Grandma, of course I can tell you the route to the East China Sea, but even if I tell you, you can't go there yourself, because there are no ships to the island where my grandfather is, unless you go back like me and send a message in advance

Only if there is a signal, a ship will come out from the island to pick you up."

"Otherwise, there is no ship that can go to that island, and it is surrounded by islands, like a maze."

After hearing what Chen'er said, every thought in Tuoba Xian's heart was cleared.

"Don't worry, grandma, I don't know how to go to sea. I'm from the north. I've been afraid of water since I was a child. I get carsick and seasick when riding in cars. I'm just asking you casually." She explained with a smile.

In this way, Chen'er breathed a sigh of relief.

"Grandma, if you miss my grandfather, I can help you send a letter to his old man." He added.

"Is that so?" Tuoba Xian's eyes flickered again, showing some hesitation.

Chen'er waited patiently, his intuition telling him that his grandmother must have something to do with him, not just because he was leaving for the capital in two days so he said goodbye.

Chen'er had just turned this thought over in his mind when he saw Tuoba Xian pull out a letter from the cuff of his wide sleeve, "It's indecent to come back without reciprocating. This is... my reply to your grandfather. If you have time,

, then help me transfer it to him!"

When she spoke, her eyelashes trembled slightly, her eyes were lowered, and the pretty face of a well-maintained middle-aged lady was actually stained with two red clouds.

Chen'er was slightly stunned. This was the first time he saw his dignified and noble grandmother showing such a daughter's appearance. It was really... exactly the same as his grandfather's expression when he asked him to deliver the message. Both of them were equally shy.

"Okay, I'll find a way to send it back to Donghai when I get back..."

He reached out to receive the letter, and just as his fingertips touched the letter, Tuoba Xian suddenly took the letter back.

"What's wrong?" Chen'er asked in confusion.

Tuoba Xian glanced at the direction of the door and window, and whispered to Chen'er with a little embarrassment: "I asked you to pass this on. Apart from you and me, and your grandfather, don't let the fourth person know about it, especially your father."

,May I?"

Chen'er was stunned for a moment, then nodded vigorously.

The handsome little face looked serious, even solemn.

"Grandma, please relax, Chen'er won't tell anyone, including my mother!"

Hearing his assurance, Tuoba Xian breathed a sigh of relief, and just handed the letter to Chen'er. Seeing Chen'er carefully holding the letter close to her body, Tuoba Xian quietly pursed her lips, imagining that the person would receive it.

The look when I wrote the letter seemed like a water lotus blooming in my eyes...

The next morning, Yang Ruoqing and Luo Fengtang, together with their children and gifts, came to their parents' house next door for lunch.

In the hall of Yang Huazhong's house, everyone, old and young, was invited, and old Yang was also there.

Old Yangtou chatted and laughed happily with Yang Huazhong and Lao Suntou, making Yang Ruoqing once again admire Old Yangtou's ability to bend and stretch.

When it comes to making trouble, it can make trouble better than anyone else, and when it comes to falling out, there is no ambiguity.

Now that they are reconciled, they are extremely friendly. As a person like Lao Yangtou, no one can do anything to him.

"Master, why didn't my grandma come over?" Yang Ruoqing asked.

Old Yangtou paused his conversation with Yang Huazhong and said to Yang Ruoqing with a smile: "Your mother is too lazy to run around, so don't worry about her. I'll bring her a bowl when she's done eating. It'll be easy to kill!"

After saying that, Old Yangtou turned around and continued talking to Yang Huazhong and the others.
Chapter completed!