"Don't worry, it's just a minute and a half. You just arrived and need a good rest."

Yang Ruoqing patted Hong Xiu's hand and said softly: "It just so happens that we are here to celebrate the Chinese New Year today. Please relax and experience the New Year here. It is a bit different from that in the capital."

Hong Xiu smiled and nodded, "Okay."

After letting Hong Xiu rest in the room, Yang Ruoqing returned to the front yard.

In fact, Yang Ruoqing had an idea in mind that letting Baobao Luo stay near home and do something to satisfy her ambition of going into battle to kill the enemy.

But since Hong Xiu, the right-hand man she relies on, has arrived, she naturally wants to hear what Hong Xiu has to say before making a decision.

At this moment, she was still thinking about the mood of her mother, who was separated by a wall. Her younger brother, Xiao An, had never come back. Her mother was feeling uneasy, and her father was definitely not much better either. She had to go and see what was going on.

If it doesn't work, I'll send two of my subordinates to Qing'an County to see what's going on.

When she first walked into her parents' yard, she saw two figures playing in the snow.

The little one runs in front, and the big one chases behind.

After catching up, the older one grabbed the younger one by his arms, raised it directly over his head, then spun him around in a circle, and finally put it on his shoulder like he did when he was a child, "Sit tight, kid, I'll take you flying!"

"Steady, steady!"

Feng'er held Daan's head tightly with both hands and giggled.

Not far away, under the eaves, Hua'er stood there holding the Fuwa and looking at it with a smile.

This scene made Xiaohua couldn't help complaining: "Xiao An, Feng'er is so big that I can't ride on your neck anymore, or your shoulders will fall apart!"

Xiao An took the time to throw something at Xiao Hua: "It doesn't matter how old he is, as long as he is willing to ride, and as long as I, my uncle, have the strength to get up, I can play this game."

He looked up at the peak above his head: "This is the game we and I have played since childhood, right nephew?"

Feng'er nodded vigorously.

"When my uncle gets old and can no longer walk, I will also carry him on my shoulders to honor him."

"Oh, these words make my uncle's heart warm. Come on, come on, I won't be able to live up to your lofty ambitions even if I don't fly around for a few more times!"

"Take off, take off!"

The laughter of the uncle and nephew rang out again in the yard, and the snowflakes in the sky seemed to be infected by this enthusiasm, twisting and falling more happily.

This made me envious of the Fuwa under the eaves. The little face under the pink bunny cat puckered up. She pointed her little finger at the couple in the yard and screamed. She pushed her butt hard and wanted to go over.

Xiaohua didn't dare to let Fuwa go crazy in the snow, but the sound of the father and son playing around made Fuwa so attractive that Xiaohua couldn't resist. When she was in trouble, Yang Ruoqing happened to come over.

Xiaohua seemed to have seen the savior, and she quickly pointed at Yang Ruoqing and said to Fuwa: "Look, aunt is here."

When Yang Ruoqing passed by their uncle and nephew, she smiled and told them to pay attention to their safety. Then she went to the eaves and hugged the Fuwa. She also put it on her shoulders and sat high, spinning around twice.

A burst of milky laughter fell from above her head. Yang Ruoqing took the fuwa that she had enjoyed into her arms again, and like magic, took out a lollipop and handed it to her.

This time, Fuwa was really honest, lying in her aunt's arms and chewing the lollipop seriously.

Yang Ruoqing and Xiaohua stood under the eaves and talked.

"Hua'er, when did he come back?"

"Dad and the others went to the mountains to burn incense. He came back after just one stick of incense."

"The stone in my mother's heart has completely fallen away now."

Xiao Hua smiled and nodded, then thought of something and said, "Xiao An brought a big bag of pumpkins and sweet potatoes, saying that Aunt He's family forced them on him and they grew them themselves."

"My mother saw the pumpkin and praised Aunt He for growing it well. It's so big."

Xiaohua gestured, and Yang Ruoqing looked at it and sighed that it was really not small.

"Pumpkin is good, it's a green food. It's good to make pumpkin puree, pumpkin pie and pumpkin cake with our Fuwa."

"Sister, this ripe pumpkin is obviously yellow and red, so why is it green?" Xiaohua was a little confused.

Yang Ruoqing was stunned for a moment, and accidentally brought out another modern word.

She laughed and said, "Then the pumpkin is green or cyan before it's ripe. I'm used to it."

"That's it." Xiaohua nodded, seeming to accept Yang Ruoqing's explanation.

Yang Ruoqing doesn't want to explain too much about what green food is. After all, in this era, almost 90% of the food is pure natural, pollution-free, green and environmentally friendly food.

The chickens are all free-range chickens from farmers. They grew up eating rice husks and wild vegetables. They scavenged small bugs in the pasture to eat, and they also laid authentic local eggs.

Pigs, ducks, it's all like this.

There are no chemical fertilizers or pesticides, and only plant ash and farm-made fertilizers are used to water the crops.

So green food is commonplace in this era.

“It doesn’t matter what color the pumpkin is, it’s suitable for all ages, as long as it’s good for your health!”

Yang Ruoqing told Xiaohua again to save this idiot from still worrying about the color issue and even wondering if her sister was color blind.

In the yard, Xiao An and Feng'er finally had fun. Feng'er ran to Xiaohua, and Xiao An also came to Yang Ruoqing to play with Fuwa.

"I'm so sweaty that I have to go to the backyard to change my clothes. I can just put a handkerchief in there."

Yang Ruoqing touched Feng'er's back and said.

Xiaohua thought the same, so she took the Fuwa, called Feng'er, and the three of them went to the backyard together.

"Why did you delay your return for so long? My mother is so anxious. If you don't come back today, she won't even have the heart to eat the New Year's Eve dinner."

Hearing her sister's slightly scolding question, Xiao An grinned.

"Still laughing? If you don't come back today, I will doubt whether you are staying as a son-in-law for someone else."

At this time, Xiao An's smile was a bit grinning.

"Sister, why are you talking? I'm back now!"

Yang Ruoqing rolled her eyes at him and heard him pat his head and mutter softly: "It's not bad to be my son-in-law, but I'm afraid you won't let me go."

"What? What did you say?" Yang Ruoqing looked at him with wide eyes.

Xiao An quickly suppressed his smile, stood up straight and said with a serious face: "I said I must come back to celebrate the New Year. I made a promise to accompany my parents, so I can't break my promise."

"That's more like it. Either don't make a promise to your parents. Once you make a promise, you have to fulfill it."

Xiao An nodded.

"How is the situation of the He family? How is Uncle He's leg recovering?" Yang Ruoqing asked again.

Xiao An said 'hmm', "Uncle He is now able to sit in a wheelchair on his own. His health, energy and spirit are much better, but..."

"Just what?"

"Isn't it approaching the New Year? Qingsong just left this year, so they will inevitably..."
Chapter completed!