"It's about the twins, it's not a big deal." Yang Ruoqing told Sun.

Mrs. Sun nodded and accompanied Yang Ruoqing to lead the carriage into the yard. Luo Baobao and Feng'er were in the main room. The two siblings each occupied a piece of land and were building blocks there.

Yang Huazhong sat aside, smoking a dry cigarette and watching with a smile.

Seeing Yang Ruoqing coming back, Yang Huazhong said: "It's good to come back. Now your mother can rest assured."

Yang Ruoqing raised her lips and said, "Mom, Duo'er is cooking the supper, right?"

Mrs. Sun nodded: "Yes, you and the baby can eat here at night. Let's eat noodles tonight."

Yang Ruoqing shook her head: "Baby, let her do whatever she wants. It's better for me to go home and eat. My aunt must have cooked the food too."

She opened the baggage roll in her hand, and there were two oil paper bags inside. She took one and handed it to Sun: "I brought two kilograms of spicy wing tips from the restaurant. This is for my father to drink, and the other one is for me."

My uncle."

Mrs. Sun happily took away the wing tip and quickly took it to the kitchen behind to heat it.

Here, Yang Ruoqing asked Luo Baobao. The little girl was thinking about playing with Feng'er and didn't want to go back at all, so Yang Ruoqing went back alone.

In the Luo family, Wang Cuilian was already cooking the last dish. Blacksmith Luo was also squatting at the door of the kitchen, smoking a dry cigarette and looking at the night in a daze.

Both couples were wondering whether Qing'er would stay at her parents' house next door for dinner...

Unexpectedly, Yang Ruoqing came over.

Blacksmith Luo's eyes suddenly lit up, and he quickly turned to Wang Cuilian in the kitchen and shouted: "Qing'er is back."

Wang Cuilian also walked out of the kitchen door, "Qing'er, why are you back now? Your uncle was going to town to pick him up earlier, but your father stopped him. Your father said he won't come back in another half hour, so we'll go together.

Look, your uncle is waiting for this news!"

Yang Ruoqing was stunned for a moment.

I came home late, so many people are worried about me, how lucky I am!

"Qing'er, why did you come back alone? Where is the baby?" Wang Cuilian asked.

Yang Ruoqing said: "I'm thinking about playing with Feng'er. I want to stay with her grandma to eat noodles. Auntie, this is the wing tip I brought back from the restaurant to drink with my uncle."

Looking at the oil paper bag stuffed into their hands, smelling the fragrance even before it was opened, Wang Cuilian and Blacksmith Luo both smiled and narrowed their eyes.

Blacksmith Luo said: "There are so many dishes at home, so there is no need to bring them specially for me."

Yang Ruoqing smiled and said, "It's okay, aunt, I'll help you cook."

Wang Cuilian stopped Yang Ruoqing who was about to enter the kitchen: "There's no need to dirty your hands, the last bowl of food is almost ready. You can go back to the house, wash your face, change into a pair of shoes and start dinner."

In this case, Yang Ruoqing went back to the house obediently.

I washed my face, changed my shoes, drank tea, and felt refreshed.

In the kitchen, Blacksmith Luo stood by the pot, looking at Wang Cuilian's hot wings, which made Blacksmith Luo very happy.

"I originally thought that Tangyazi was not at home and Qing'er would stay at her parents' house most of the time. I didn't expect that she would be so caring. She wanted to come back to have dinner with us and even brought me some food and drinks. Hehe, she is such a sensible girl.

!" Blacksmith Luo sighed.

Wang Cuilian smiled and said: "My nephew-in-law really has no choice when it comes to doing this. Sometimes she eats at her parents' house and sometimes comes back to stay with us. She is afraid that we will be deserted!"

Wang Cuilian said: "Yes, in other people's homes, if the son is at home, the daughter-in-law will wink at the parents-in-law. When the son goes out, the parents-in-law at home can't even eat."

"Our Qing'er is kind to us and has a kind heart. Whether Tang Yazi is at home or not, she treats us as always, just like our own daughter. What good things are there? She has the honor of her parents.

, they will also think of me and Mrs. Xian, she is a good wife."

Blacksmith Luo nodded, "We became a couple when we got married to the third family. Both the third family and the third family are good people, and the children they have trained will definitely be good."

While the old couple was moved in the kitchen, Yang Ruoqing also changed her shoes and took the time to go to Tuoba Xian's room in the front yard.

Tuoba Xian did not eat as usual at night, so Yang Ruoqing sat aside and peeled an apple for her mother-in-law and put it on a plate before leaving.

The next day when I went to the pond to wash clothes, I met Yang Huamei.

"Qing'er, when did you come back yesterday? I went to your house twice and didn't wait for you." Yang Huamei just squatted down and started chirping.

Yang Ruoqing explained briefly.

Yang Huamei didn't take it seriously as to why Yang Ruoqing came back late. She just heard it and drifted away. She was focused on the matter of the twins.

"I asked you to find an opportunity to ask Zhang Ban about the twins' grades in school. Can you ask?" Yang Huamei said.

Yang Ruoqing smiled slightly: "Of course I will remember what my aunt asked me to do. I will definitely ask."

"What do you say about Zhang Ban?" Yang Huamei suddenly came closer and asked in a low voice.

Yang Ruoqing told Yang Huamei the story she had discussed with Cao Bamei on the carriage yesterday.

When Yang Huamei heard this, her face was full of disappointment.

"What? Zhang Ban doesn't know? Even if he's not in his class, he's still from the academy. He looks up and doesn't look down every day. Haven't you heard Mr. Yan talk about your grades?" Yang Huamei was a little unwilling.

Still talking to himself.

Yang Ruoqing said: "Auntie, in the academy, generally only the one with the best grades will become a prominent figure in the academy, letting other teachers and students know his name."

"Otherwise, only those at the bottom, or those with particularly good family backgrounds, will stand out."

Yang Huamei frowned, "Then you mean to say that my twins have no reputations in school and are mediocre people?"

Yang Ruoqing was stunned for a moment, then smiled: "I didn't say that, but as for the twins' qualifications, mediocre or not, Auntie, you are their mother, so you should know better than me."

Yang Huamei's frown deepened, looking unhappy.

"They are twins. Just because of this, they should be famous in the academy!"

After a moment of silence, Yang Huamei suddenly said again.

"Go outside and take a look. How rare these twins are, especially the two sons. I remember when I sent the twins to the academy, many parents felt strange when they saw them and envied me for my good fortune!"

Yang Ruoqing curled her lips.

Well, giving birth to twin sons was the most outstanding work of Aunt Meier's life, and it gave her the confidence to stand straight.

But what does this have to do with grades and qualifications?

Gemini's grades are still below average in the academy. Do you really want her to say it?
Chapter completed!