Changping Village.

Luo Fengtang sent Uncle Fu off, and Yang Ruoqing was lying on the bed alone, touching her still flat belly. She was still immersed in what Uncle Fu had said before, with shock, surprise, shyness, and various complex emotions intertwined together.

Until Luo Fengtang came back in a hurry, opened the curtain and sat beside the bed.

She quickly pulled up the quilt and covered her face.

"What's wrong? Why are you still covering your face? Pregnancy is a good thing..."

"You're so tall. I'm already in my thirties and I'm going to be a grandma in a few years. You still let me get pregnant. It's embarrassing and embarrassing!"

Luo Fengtang laughed, his laughter was extremely hearty and joyful, and there was even some rare pride.

He took off the quilt and stared at her face with a smile, "I asked Uncle Fu carefully when I sent him away. Uncle Fu said that it is very common for women at this age to give birth to children. In addition, your body has always been better than others. Pregnant

It's definitely no problem."

It was during the birth that Qing'er had to suffer again.

When he thought of Qing'er's birthday and the baby more than ten years ago, Luo Fengtang's smile was no longer as brisk as before, but more solemn and worried.

But if you feel sorry for Qing'er and suffer the consequences of giving birth to a baby, let her abort the child now. The loss of the child's life will not count, Qing'er will still have to suffer.

Thinking about it, it's all my fault.

Thinking of this, Luo Fengtang suddenly raised his hand and slapped himself.

The slap was so hard that Yang Ruoqing's eardrums shook. She raised her head and saw that one side of Luo Fengtang's face was swollen. He wanted to slap himself again, but Yang Ruoqing quickly grabbed his hand.

"What are you doing? You were laughing so hard just now, and then you started to abuse yourself in the blink of an eye? What's going on?"

Luo Fengtang's face was full of guilt, and his eyes were full of self-blame, "I like you to give birth to children for me, the more the better, but I am worried that you will suffer the consequences of giving birth to children. I want to give birth to you, but I can't give birth to a child. Now I am pregnant with a child."

You can't hit either. It will hurt your moral integrity and your body. After thinking about it, I am the culprit. I blame me for being too aggressive at the time and accidentally letting you get hit..."

It's also because I haven't been close to my wife's body for a long time, and I couldn't hold it in as soon as I touched it. I didn't have time to take the necessary protective measures. I originally thought that it would be fine if I got lucky.

I didn't expect that I couldn't get away with it once, but this time... ugh!

General Luo, who had been fighting in the north and south for many years, had never messed up his position no matter what kind of bad situation he was in, now he looked like a naughty child who had made a mistake.

Seeing his guilty and flustered look, Yang Ruoqing decided not to tease him.

"Don't blame yourself like this. In fact, having a baby is not as painful as you think. I was the first child and had no experience. Plus, they are twins, so the birth was a bit thrilling."

"This second child is different. I have experience, so it will be fine!"

Luo Fengtang reached out and carefully touched her belly.

"Since the last time you gave birth to Chen'er and the baby, I swore that I would never let you suffer a second time in this life, and I broke my promise again."

"However, this feeling is so strange. I suddenly look forward to the birth of this child."

Listening to his childish words, Yang Ruoqing narrowed her eyes and smiled.

He hadn't been as childish as he was now for a long, long time, which meant that the unexpected child in her belly really surprised him.

"Actually, I think it's better for us to let nature take its course. When the child comes, this is fate, and we have to follow fate." Yang Ruoqing said softly.

"Yes!" Luo Fengtang nodded, his hands still gently roaming her lower abdomen, as if stroking a rare treasure.

Yang Ruoqing felt sweet in her heart.

"Have you told the rest of the family about this?" she asked again.

Luo Fengtang said: "It's not too late yet."

"In that case, let's not talk about it for now," she said.

He raised his eyes and looked at her, a little confused.

"This is a happy event, why don't you tell me first?" he asked.

Yang Ruoqing said: "Yue is still young, just like the fruit, it has just budded. I want to wait until Yue is older and the baby is more stable in my belly."

In the past, when she was young, she didn't care about those things, but as she grew older, she began to pay attention to some things.

Whether it was from a physical aspect or from other aspects, she wanted to slow down, be low-key, and be more secure.

"Where is our daughter? Do you want some fresh air first?" Luo Fengtang asked again.

That girl used to clamor for a younger brother or sister to play with her. Now that she actually has one, she will definitely be happy.

But Yang Ruoqing still shook her head: "You still don't know what kind of character your daughter is? You told her, can she keep it secret? Don't everyone know it by then?"

Luo Fengtang smiled.

"Then write a letter to Chen'er and Dazhi and tell them not to be heretics."

He really couldn't wait to share the good news. His sons were far away and they were both tight-lipped men. Should he be able to tell?

Yang Ruoqing thought for a moment, "That's possible."

"Bring me a pen and paper, I'll write a letter to them."

As she spoke, she took off the quilt and was about to get down to the ground, but Luo Fengtang held her down and covered her with the quilt again.

"You lie down on the bed and I'll write."

"Oh, why don't I just write two letters to my sons? It won't tire me out."

"I'm tired from going to the field, I'm tired from writing, and writing letters takes a lot of mental energy. Just take a rest."

Before he left, he put a big pillow behind her waist so that she could be more comfortable sitting on the bed.

Seeing the corners of his mouth that couldn't help but curl up when he was grinding, laying out paper, and picking up the pen, Yang Ruoqing sat back on the bed like a protected giant panda, half helpless and half sweet.

Just as the letter was handed over to his subordinates to send away, Liu Xueyun came over.

"I don't have any errands to leave to Xueyun. Did I make an appointment with you?"

Yang Ruoqing asked Luo Fengtang, who was peeling tangerines for her in front of her.

Luo Fengtang raised his head and thought about it, "It seems so."

While he was talking, he opened the door to let Liu Xueyun in. Liu Xueyun did not enter the inner room, and the two of them talked behind the jade curtain.

Yang Ruoqing licked her ears and listened while eating oranges.

Liu Xueyun: "Brother-in-law, I have made all arrangements, and my eldest brother has also said hello that day. When will we set off for the mountain?"

Luo Fengtang: "Going into the mountains? What are you doing?"

Liu Xueyun seemed to be stunned for a moment, "Brother-in-law, on the tenth day of the Lunar New Year, we went to the training ground of my eldest brother for a small gathering. We made an appointment to go hunting in the mountains today. Did you... forget?"

Luo Fengtang: "I didn't forget, I'm ready with bows and arrows."

"However, I have something to do and I can't go there at the moment. You can go hunting with Narisong yourself. I broke the appointment. You can say sorry to him on my behalf."

"Brother-in-law, I would like to ask, do you need my help for something?"
Chapter completed!