This topic eventually ended on bad terms.

Because the idea of ​​big women instilled by Tan is too selfish in the minds of these boudoir girls who are about to get married at this stage.

When they are fifteen or sixteen years old, their hearts are first moved. It is the age when they enjoy the hazy emotion and can risk their lives for the so-called love.

They couldn't understand what Tan said at the moment, and they didn't want to understand. What they saw in their eyes and longed for in their hearts had just begun.

Perhaps many years later, when they have aged and become old people like Tan, on a rainy late autumn afternoon, when they are sitting together chatting with their granddaughters, maybe at that time

They can understand the helplessness and worry engraved in Tan's words at this moment.

Life is not perfect for Tan.

Her life experiences, and the breakup with her husband when she was old, made her disappointed in love and marriage. Her beloved daughter was stuck in the quagmire of life and could not extricate herself, which made Tan feel that women must be selfish in this life.

Only in this way can you live a better life.

She goes from one extreme to another.

It can only be said that this is Tan's sorrow and experience, but it does not mean that it is the sorrow and fate of all women. Character determines fate. The key to a woman's happiness lies in her own hands.

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Luo family, at night, Yang Ruoqing opened the warehouse and was packing her luggage.

Baby Luo had a candy in his mouth, leaning against the wall with his arms folded, listening to her instructions.

"...On the boat, you must listen to your uncle Zuo's advice and not go into the water. There are places in the river that are unfathomable, the current is turbulent, and there are undercurrents and whirlpools underneath. Even people with good water skills would not dare to go down rashly..."

"You have never walked such a long waterway before. In case you get seasick, I have prepared seasickness medicine for you and put it in the small mahogany box in the bag."

"Also, after arriving in Yangzhou, I must listen to your brother Dazhi and be sure to come back before the end of the year..."

Baby Luo pulled out the lollipop and said with a smile: "Don't worry, Mom, I will definitely come back to celebrate the New Year with you. After the New Year, I will join the army with my father."

"Besides, Aunt Xiangxiang is going to marry Uncle Liu in the twelfth lunar month, so I will definitely have to come back for the wedding banquet."

"Well, just remember it!" Yang Ruoqing nodded.

After sorting in the warehouse for nearly two hours, I sorted out several boxes of things.

One box contains Luo Baobao's luggage, including cotton clothes, cotton shoes, hats and socks for the winter. There is also a baggage roll on top. In the baggage roll are some regular medicines, boring snacks for the road, a few picture books and miscellaneous notes.

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The other few boxes are all things for Dazhi. There are several sets of clothes prepared for him, as well as a whole box of books and the four treasures of the study.

The last box contains various medicines, dry goods, non-damageable gifts, etc. These are gifts for Dazhi’s family.

"We've almost packed everything. Let's go back to the house and go to sleep. Your uncle Zuo will be here tomorrow morning."

Yang Ruoqing put her arms around Baobao Luo's shoulders, and the two of them got up and walked out.

Zuo Junmo heard that Luo Baobao was going to Yangzhou, so he sent a letter asking him to go with him, so that Yang Ruoqing could not send it alone.

Because he was going to Hangzhou to handle business within the year, he happened to see Luo Baobao there on the way.

"How about sleeping with mom tonight?" Yang Ruoqing asked expectantly.

I'm usually by my side, but I find her annoying, and always push her back to sleep in her room on the grounds that the child needs to be independent, but now I have to leave her for a while, and I started to miss her even before we were separated.

"Mom, has your maternal love revived tonight?"

Baby Luo bit the lollipop, tilted his head and looked at Yang Ruoqing with a smile.

Yang Ruoqing chuckled and rubbed her shoulders: "Mother's love is always there."

"Then tonight is full of maternal love." Luo Baobao immediately corrected himself.

Yang Ruoqing pinched her nose: "No matter whether it's recovery or explosion, go back to the house and bring the pillow."

"Okay, then I will give you this opportunity to show maternal love!" Luo Baobao broke away from Yang Ruoqing's arm and rushed to his boudoir. He was so fast that he could catch up with Nezha with two hot wheels under her feet.

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Early the next morning, Zuo Junmo came over.

He was riding a tall black horse, and Zuo Jingling behind him was riding a white horse.

"Ah, it's been a long time since we last met. Jingling has grown a lot!"

After both parties dismounted and bowed to each other, Yang Ruoqing looked at the young man standing next to Zuo Junmo.

"Is he nine years old this year?" she asked again.

Zuo Junmo nodded, "Well, he will be ten years old after the Chinese New Year, which is four years younger than the baby."

Yang Ruoqing nodded secretly, when this child grows up, his magnificence and demeanor will not be inferior to Zuo Junmo at all.

"Jingling, I haven't seen you for a long time. You have grown into a big boy. Come on, come on over here and let me take a good look at you."

After Luo Baobao said hello to Zuo Junmo, he came to Zuo Jingling, took Zuo Jingling's hand as before, and looked at his younger brother who was a head shorter than him with a smile.

Zuo Jingling raised his delicate face, and blinked his narrow red phoenix eyes gently. The joy in his eyes flew past like a stream of light, and in exchange was a trace of blush rising on his fair cheeks.

"Haha, my brother seems a little shy. Look, his face is red."

Luo Baobao still held Zuo Jingling's hand, but turned his head and said to the adults behind him.

Yang Ruoqing gave her an angry look: "I can't pick out one female bandit like you out of a hundred. My younger brother is Wen Jing."

"Hehe." Luo Baobao turned around and said kindly to Zuo Jingling: "Jingling, didn't I mention to you in my letter last time that I like to finish some wood carvings recently?"

Zuo Jingling looked at her seriously.

"I have collected a lot during this period. My brother Chen'er brought me a lot when he came back a few days ago. Let's go to the backyard and have a look. I'll give you whatever you like!"

After that, regardless of whether Zuo Jingling wanted to go or not, Luo Baobao picked him up and ran to the backyard.

Yang Ruoqing shouted from behind: "Hey, can't we go see it later? Jingling just got off the horse and didn't even have time to take a sip of tea..."

"Jingling, are you thirsty? Do you want to drink tea first?" Luo Baobao stopped and asked Zuo Jingling with concern in his eyes.

Zuo Jingling shook his head slightly, and the anticipation in his eyes made Baby Luo suddenly excited.

"Mom, we're not thirsty, let's go to the backyard first!"

After that, he picked up Zuo Jingling and ran to the backyard like a whirlwind.

"This child..." Yang Ruoqing was helpless. How could she be so hospitable to guests?

Zuo Junmo came over and said to Yang Ruoqing: "Let them go. Children's expectations are different from ours. Your daughter is like this, and so is my son. In the past, I took him to travel elsewhere, and he would take a break during the journey.
Chapter completed!