"The little thing is only one month old. I'm afraid it's not even formed yet. What kind of fame can it make?"

Luo Fengtang also smiled, his big hand gently caressing her belly, his eyes filled with tenderness.

Yang Ruoqing asked him again about Luo Baobao's camp in detail.

Previously, I listened from Luo Baobao’s perspective, but now I listen from Luo Fengtang’s perspective, which is more comprehensive.

"...It's roughly like this. It's a suitable distance from Narisong's camp. It doesn't interfere with it, and it can form a complementary trend. The layout is very good in all aspects."

"That's good." Yang Ruoqing nodded.

"By the way, why don't Hongxiu come back with you?"

"She said she wanted to stay as a supervisor."

"Ha, she really does her best. With her by my baby's side, I can rest assured about the pregnancy."

"Yeah." Luo Fengtang responded, frowning slightly.

"What? Are you worried?"

Yang Ruoqing raised her head and asked him.

"It's not really worrying, it's just that seeing Bingbing and the baby laughing and playing together reminds me of when we were teenagers."

When he said this, there was a hint of warmth on his lips, and his eyes were full of memories.

Yang Ruoqing's eyes also had ripples, and she stretched out her hand to gently hold his hand: "Yes, so many years have passed, and seeing how big they have grown, we can't accept their old age."

"However, I am happy to grow old with you."

…

The next day, everyone in the Luo family, except Tuoba Xian and Hongxiu, went to Zhou Sheng's house for a banquet.

Bingbing personally carried Huahua out of the door and into the big red sedan chair.

This was already the second time Zhou Sheng came to the back of the sedan chair with a basin of water and poured it on him.

He told himself in his heart that the last time he splashed it was unfavorable, this time he must splash it cleanly, hoping that Huahua and Suozhamu will grow old together.

Yang Ruoqing supported Ping'er and stood at the door, watching the sedan go away.

Compared with the reluctance and worry when Huahua married into Guju's family in the county town a few years ago, although Ping'er's eyes were red this time, she was happy and relieved.

After many twists and turns, Miss Huahua finally found a good home, and she was worthy of being a wife under the Nine Springs.

The next day, the Luo family prepared a table of food for Bingbing to practice.

Luo Fengtang is not only a doting wife, but also a slave to his daughter.

In view of the help that Japanese Bingbing had given to Luo Baobao at the mountain camp some time ago, the Luo family's treat was not only practiced by Bingbing, but Luo Fengtang also taught Bingbing many things to pay attention to when entering the military camp for the first time.

Every item is the experience he has accumulated over the past twenty years. It is really because of Luo Baobao that he warned Bingbing without reservation.

Bingbing is now fifteen years old, so he naturally understands Uncle Luo's sincere help to him, so when Luo Fengtang said this, he put down his chopsticks, straightened his back, sat up straight and listened attentively.

The other people next to him also understood the situation without making a sound. Zhou Sheng and Ping'er even looked at each other, and the couple smiled knowingly, with gratitude in their eyes.

On the third day, Suozhamu accompanied Huahua back home. After Bingbing had a drink with his brother-in-law, he left for Qing'an County.

Before leaving, he came over to say goodbye to Luo Baobao. There was a reluctance in the young man's eyes that he tried his best to control.

"Baby, when I get to the military camp and settle down, can I write to you?" He asked anxiously and a little expectantly.

Luo Baobao smiled broadly and nodded: "Of course you can write to me, but I still hope that you will focus on the military camp first and practice your skills. There is really no rush in writing letters."

"Okay, let me get acquainted with you for a while before I write to you and tell you what happened in the military camp."

"OK."

"I'm writing to you, can you reply to me? I mean... if you have time?"

Luo Baobao smiled with crooked eyebrows: "Of course I will. I will also tell you about the things in my camp. I will also tell you about your parents and family situation. You should exercise well in the military camp."

"Didn't my father say that soldiers who don't want to be generals are not good soldiers? You have to work harder and work harder!"

Bingbing nodded vigorously, "I will definitely do it!"

The reason why I left my home and relatives to join the army this time was that I didn’t want to spend my whole life wandering around in the fields like my ancestors did. I wanted to get ahead, so that I wouldn’t be so mediocre and have low self-esteem.

After sending Bingbing away, Luo Baobao returned to the mountains full of ambition and plunged into her career passionately.

But before leaving, she made a promise to Yang Ruoqing that when her aunt and her family came to visit Changping Village in a few days, she would rush back to see her.

Although Yang Ruoqing was pregnant, she still helped Sun in the preparations for the engagement.

When Xiaoduo heard the news, she was extremely excited. She brought Lingling and Jiaojiao to Yang Huazhong's house, stayed here temporarily, and helped Sun arrange it together.

There are several aspects of things to be arranged:

Then there will be a banquet for the He family, as well as food and drinks for relatives and friends at home.

A gift for the He family.

Prepare several clean guest rooms.

It was inconvenient for the He family to come all the way, especially since Father He's leg injury had not fully recovered and the road was bumpy. It was a rare trip and he would definitely have to stay there for three to five days.

Therefore, the daily necessities in the guest room must be well prepared so that the family of three can stay here comfortably.

During this process, Yang Huazhong had already let the news out, and his relatives and friends were also secretly preparing.

Although it is a new wedding, in the eyes of relatives and friends, He Lian'er will still be treated as a new daughter-in-law's "home visit" when she comes here. The etiquette that relatives should have is unavoidable, including wedding eggs, socks and so on.

Gotta express.

On the second day of February, the dragon raises its head.

This day is a double blessing for the Yang Huazhong family.

I was naturally delighted that the He family came over.

The Sun family of Erxi will not let it be publicized.

Today is also Sun’s birthday.

"I'm too old to act like that. Today I just focus on entertaining the He family and don't mention my birthday."

These are Sun's original words.

But sisters Yang Ruoqing and Xiaoduo thoughtfully prepared boiled eggs and longevity noodles for Sun.

"Mom, I cooked the eggs, and the longevity noodles are Xiaoduo's craftsmanship. I can't learn from it."

During breakfast, Yang Ruoqing and Sun made an honest confession.

Mrs. Sun was also amazed when she looked at the longevity noodles in the bowl.

"Even if I live to this age, I won't be able to cook longevity noodles. The longevity noodles I cooked for you in the past were all borrowed names, which are not authentic."

The longevity noodles cooked by Xiaoduo today are authentic longevity noodles.

Look, although it looks like there’s a big bowl of noodles nestled in this big bowl, you actually pick it up with chopsticks and realize that it’s just a stick of noodles!

"Be careful when pinching."

Yang Huazhong also came over to look at it and reminded him carefully.

Mrs. Sun smiled and nodded, carefully picked up the noodles, took a big sip, and then put down her chopsticks after feeling satisfied.

Although the noodles were strong, she was worried that they would become soft after being soaked in the soup for a long time and might break accidentally, which would disappoint her daughters, so she just took one bite and finished it.

And Yang Ruoqing and Xiaoduo didn't force it, as long as this kind of thing came to their senses.
Chapter completed!