Luo Baobao quickly pulled out the dagger he carried with him, and after tearing it apart, the outer packaging fell off, revealing the true contents of the thing inside.

"Wow, does the dried leg of lamb look like this? The meat is so tempting. Maybe my dad knows me well and knows that I am a foodie!"

Yang Ruoqing covered her mouth and smiled, feeling sweet in her heart.

My daughter, if I tell you, I once mentioned in a letter to your father that whole lambs were roasted on the grassland, and said that I was a little greedy for the leg of lamb.

Your father sent this leg of lamb back, probably not because of you, but because of me. Will you be jealous?

Forget it, looking at your proud look, I'd better keep a low profile and not steal your limelight.

Just keep the sweetness in your mother’s heart silently!

Luo Baobao has already transformed into a magician, taking out various gifts from the big box in front of him.

Blacksmith Luo and the others also came over. Blacksmith Luo was looking at them with a smile on his face, holding a pipe of tobacco in his mouth.

Tuoba Xian was also very gentle, sitting aside with her hands folded and smiling as she watched Baby Luo collect the gifts.

When Luo Baobao turned to share with them what these things were, Tuoba Xian would smile and whisper a few words.

Wang Cuilian was different. She also stood next to the box and helped Baby Luo.

Yang Ruoqing wanted to step forward, but there was no place, so she picked up the box of things for Yang Huazhong's family and sent it to the next door yard.

It brought not only the box, but also the joy of the New Year and Luo Fengtang’s filial piety to his father-in-law and mother-in-law thousands of miles away.

Yang Huazhong and Sun smiled happily, Daan was busy picking up the box, and Feng'er's excited expression was exactly the same as Luo Baobao's when seeing such a big box.

Even Fuwa, who was held in Xiaohua's arms, twisted her buttocks and struggled to get off. As soon as she put her on the ground, the little guy immediately squirmed towards the big box.

She was not even taller than the big box. She stood there and slapped the box hard with her little hands, laughing and letting out two lines of crystal saliva.

"Oh, look how excited this little thing is. Come on, open the box and see what good things your uncle has brought for our Fuwa..."

After Yang Ruoqing brought happiness to her mother's family, she was thinking about things at home and hurried out.

Mrs. Sun chased after her, "Qing'er, I'm already twenty-nine today, and tomorrow is the Chinese New Year. Can Xiao An get home today?"

Yang Ruoqing couldn't answer this question either.

There were no mobile phones, so communication relied on middlemen running errands, or flying pigeons to send letters, so it was difficult to accurately control the timeliness.

"Mom, since Xiao An promised to come back for the New Year, he will definitely come back. If he can't come back, there will definitely be news. It's not the Chinese New Year tomorrow, as long as he can catch the New Year's Eve dinner."

This is also because Mrs. Sun cares about these things. Take her as an example, even her husband and two sons cannot have New Year’s Eve dinner together. Why doesn’t she still cheer up and spend the New Year happily with her elders in the family?

There is nothing we can do, just tolerate and understand each other!

Having calmed down Mrs. Sun for the time being, Yang Ruoqing hurried home anxiously.

According to what she knew about Luo Fengtang, the three boxes he brought would definitely contain letters from home.

More than these things, she wanted to see his words. Even just a few words could make her think endlessly and leave her with endless aftertaste.

Sure enough, as soon as I arrived in the backyard, I saw Baby Luo standing among a pile of gifts, reading loudly to the three elders next to him.

Yang Ruoqing panted and did not dare to interrupt. When she got closer, she slowed down her steps and listened with her ears.

Luo Fengtang always reported good news but not bad news in his letters at home, talking about interesting things on the grassland, local New Year customs, and his own current situation...

Introduce what gifts are in the box, how to cook lamb legs, and how to brew dairy products.

Wine for blacksmith Luo, camel milk for Tuo Baxian and Wang Cuilian...

Of course, the most is given to Luo Baobao, who makes her his only daughter!

"It's strange, we all have gifts that suit our needs, why don't there be gifts for my mother?"

After Luo Baobao finished reading the letter, he raised his head and asked in surprise.

Everyone has also discovered this problem.

Wang Cuilian's mind quickly turned around and she smoothed things over: "This box full of things belongs to our family, and naturally it belongs to your mother, so there's no need to talk about it separately!"

Blacksmith Luo nodded repeatedly, but he was also secretly surprised in his heart. Tang Yazi and Qing'er had always had a good relationship, so why didn't they give Qing'er a separate gift?

Yang Ruoqing doesn't care much about gifts. Just as Wang Cuilian said, she has a share of all these things!

Moreover, Tangyazi also specially prepared a large box of gifts for her parents' family.

What she desperately wants right now is not this letter from home that can be read out in public, but his private letter to her.

Is he too busy to write a private message?

If that was the case, she would be a little bit disappointed, but she wouldn't be angry. He could prepare so many things for everyone, which had already consumed a lot of his energy and thought.

But she still didn't give up, always feeling that it should happen, and logically, it would happen again.

Did it fall on the ground? Or was it mixed in with other gifts?

She looked around carefully, not wanting her family to see what she was thinking, and she felt a little embarrassed.

"There should be something under the box, right? Baby, check it carefully again." At this time, Tuoba Xian suddenly spoke up.

After receiving this reminder, Baby Luo immediately leaned into the open empty box and said, "It's all empty inside, not even a blade of grass..."

"Is that so?"

Tuoba Xian also stood up and leaned forward to look at the deep box, her eyes slightly confused.

This is not like his son's usual style. As a mother, she can clearly see how much he loves his daughter-in-law.

"It doesn't matter, everyone, don't dwell on this issue. There is no need for me and Tangyazi to be an old married couple..."

"Ah, this sound is wrong!"

Luo Baobao suddenly screamed excitedly.

"What's wrong?"

Yang Ruoqing hurried over and saw Luo Baobao tapping her white and delicate fingers rhythmically along the edge of the box. In one place, the sound was obviously different from elsewhere.

“There’s a mezzanine in here!”

It turns out it’s still a box with a mechanism?

Luo Baobao pulled out the dagger, found an inconspicuous gap next to it, and pried it there.

Blacksmith Luo and others also gathered around to see the novelty.

Seeing the wooden board being lifted away bit by bit under Luo Baobao's violence, Yang Ruoqing's heartbeat accelerated inexplicably.

She had a hunch that the thing hidden in the mezzanine must be related to her!

Hidden so deeply, what could it be?

"It's true for my dad, what kind of treasure has to be hidden so deep? It makes me sweat profusely!"

"Let me do it." Yang Ruoqing said.
Chapter completed!