Let Chen'er leave his military duties and go home to have a good time?

That is equivalent to breaking off the wings of an eagle that is supposed to be fighting in the sky and then putting it in a pigeon cage.

Want Zhi'er to leave his old and sick biological mother and return to Changping Village?

This is undoubtedly a stick that breaks the heart of a filial son.

"Fortunately, among the three children, our baby is always with us. Otherwise, we would be the only ones in this house with big eyes and small eyes, and it would be a dull place." Wang Cuilian said with a bit of luck.

Yang Ruoqing didn't dare to look at her. There was something on her lips. If she said it out loud, she might lose her last chance.

That is, Luo Baobao has grown up now and has her own thoughts. She has been clamoring for a long time to dress up as a man and join the army!

She has always been blocked by her about this matter, but she didn't give up. She repeatedly emphasized this matter in private to Luo Fengtang and Chen'er, and even in letters home from Dazhi.

Under the premise of being an "old mother" behind her back, this girl has already taken care of three other men step by step. Now when her father and brothers write back, they will more or less mention this matter in their letters home.

Between his words, he was doing ideological work for her as an 'old mother', so that she would relax.

Therefore, Yang Ruoqing felt that her line of defense could no longer hold on for long.

Forget it, just join the army. Raising a child is not a pet. She is an independent personality with her own ideas and choices.

Even though her parents have paved a broad road full of flowers for her, she just wants to go down that thorny path and is happy even if she falls down. What can you do?

Over the years, she has watched her children grow up day by day, gradually developing down and spreading wings like birds, and she has been adjusting her mentality.

The best parents are those who learn to let go and not let their own worries become a constraint for their children.

The mother-in-law and daughter-in-law talked about the children for a while, and they were both satisfied.

When clearing away the empty dessert plates on the table, Wang Cuilian thought of the farce involving the Tan family before, so she discussed this with Yang Ruoqing: "I think the old lady likes mooncakes very much, and Chen'er just happened to bring a lot of them back. You can give them to her tomorrow."

Can the old man send some alone?"

When Yang Ruoqing mentioned this, she shook her head and refused.

"If she had explicitly asked me to pack some mooncakes for her, I would be very happy, but not only did she do those petty things, but she also angered the third sister-in-law and made trouble about Niuniu's stuttering, which made me unhappy.

Yang Ruoqing said directly.

Mentioning this, Wang Cuilian also smiled bitterly.

"Hey, the daughter of Yongzhi's family is so attractive. Both of them are very articulate people, so why is this child so awkward in speaking? Fortunately, they left at that time, otherwise I heard the old lady say that,

I must feel uncomfortable!"

Yang Ruoqing nodded slightly, "Although they don't talk about it, it must be a heart attack."

Moreover, where there are people, there are rivers and lakes, and everyone in the old Yang family is not monolithic.

What Mr. Tan said tonight will definitely reach the ears of the third brother and the third sister-in-law. The two of them will not be able to escape if they have to break their hearts.

"Tomorrow I will bring some moon cakes to Niu Niu alone, and I will explain tonight's incident to my third sister-in-law, so that she will not feel unhappy when she hears embellished words from others." Yang Ruoqing said again.

Wang Cuilian raised her hands in agreement with Yang Ruoqing's arrangement, "Yes, it's time to go. After all, we are the hosts tonight."

Blacksmith Luo closed the courtyard door and checked everywhere in the front and backyard before returning to the main room.

"Ah, your mother-in-law and daughter-in-law are so nimble in their movements, and they have tidied things up so well."

Blacksmith Luo looked around and praised him sincerely.

It's good to have a hostess at home. The floor is always clean, the table is spotless, the tea bowls and teapots are placed in their own places, and guests can be treated decently at any time when they come.

Unlike before when I lived with Tang Yazi alone, the house was a mess, no different from a pig's nest.

"This little bit of work is nothing. The front and back houses have been compromised, right?" Wang Cuilian asked with a smile.

"Yeah!" Blacksmith Luo nodded, "Where are the two children?"

"When I returned to the backyard, I must be in the baby's room." Wang Cuilian said again.

"Okay, okay!" Blacksmith Luo nodded repeatedly, pulled up a chair, sat down, and took a puff of dry smoke. Behind the rotating smoke ring were his eyes full of reminiscence.

"We haven't seen each other for a year. Chen'er has grown up really fast. In two years, he will be a real big boy!"

"I remember that when Tang Yazi was his age, he was not as tall as Chen'er. It seemed like there was such a small difference..."

Blacksmith Luo raised two fingers and gestured.

Wang Cuilian and Yang Ruoqing both looked at the distance between his heights and imagined what Luo Fengtang looked like at this age. Wang Cuilian was a little impressed, but Yang Ruoqing was not impressed at all.

Why?

Because when Luo Fengtang was thirteen, Fat Ya was really crazy.

When she met him through time travel, he was already sixteen years old and had already grown in stature.

"Logically speaking, it shouldn't be the case. Chen'er is Tang Yazi's son, so he should be like him in everything." Wang Cuilian expressed her confusion at this.

Yang Ruoqing smiled calmly and explained: "It's just like planting crops. If you spread more fertilizer, the growth will definitely be better."

Blacksmith Luo nodded repeatedly with a big puff of cigarette in his mouth.

After he blew out the smoke from his mouth and nose at the same time, he said happily: "Qing'er said it makes sense. When Tang Yazi followed me, we and I had a meal every time. I was still afraid of him.

I don’t know how tall I am, but I didn’t expect that I would grow taller and bigger.”

Yang Ruoqing smiled. After all, genes account for a large proportion. Take the children of the old Yang family. In the past, under the "devil claws" of the Tan family, no one could match Yang Yongxian's nutrition, but none of this man could.

Yang Yongxian is short, and women are no shorter than Yang Huamei.

Moreover, Xiao An is taller than Yang Yongxian, mainly because the Sun family is taller than the Jin family.

"Chen'er's height will be determined when he becomes an adult. He may be taller than Tang Yazi." Blacksmith Luo speculated.

"Really? That's really getting better with each generation!" Wang Cuilian was delighted and looking forward to it.

Women from farmers' families have developed a fixed mindset that regardless of whether they are men or women, tall and big ones are ultimately the best.

Only when you are tall and big can you have strength and good health, no matter whether you are doing farm work or doing housework.

"I'll go to the backyard to see the two kids, and then go back to the house to sleep, hehe!"

Blacksmith Luo stuck the tobacco stick into his back, got up and went to the backyard humming a little tune.

Wang Cuilian looked at Blacksmith Luo's walking back and pouted, "Look at your uncle, he seems to be younger when Chen'er comes back. He even hums a tune when he walks."

Yang Ruoqing smiled, "My face is radiant and I am in a good mood. It's understandable."
Chapter completed!