Every family has its own problems. It can only be said that this 'good daughter-in-law' was let in by Aunt Meier with a nod. What will happen to her in the future is their family matter, and outsiders should not waste their brains thinking about it.

Therefore, the mother and daughter did not talk too much about the topic of Lao Wang's family, and turned to other things.

"Qing'er, can Tangyazi go to the mountains to see the baby these days?" Mrs. Sun suddenly asked.

"I didn't hear him talk about it, what's wrong? Why are you asking?" Yang Ruoqing looked curious.

Mrs. Sun said: "No, I made a pair of shoes for the baby and Jiaojiao."

"I'll send your dad to the pasture to deliver the delicate pair, but the baby's pair will be a little more difficult."

Yang Ruoqing understood and said with a smile: "Then please give me the shoes. My mother-in-law and aunt are also preparing things for that girl. I will ask Tang Yazi to send them over together."

"Okay." Mrs. Sun nodded with a smile.

"Qing'er, your tea garden has been busy picking tea recently, right? Do you have enough manpower? If not, your father and I will go too."

"Mom, we have enough manpower. Didn't I invite ten more villagers a while ago, plus a few people from the Xu family, it's all right."

"That's enough. If you still need more help, just say so."

"Don't worry, mother, I won't be polite to you!"

I came home at night and told Luo Fengtang about this matter. Luo Fengtang played with his daughter's new pair of shoes and said, "Then I will go to the mountains tomorrow and bring her something."

"That's fine, don't come back in a hurry, stay at her place for one night and keep her company." Yang Ruoqing added.

"I didn't come back from the Qingming Festival last time. I guess the construction of the training ground is almost finished. That girl has never been so busy since she was a child. This time she is really focused on this matter." She added.

Luo Fengtang smiled: "It's good to have my own thing to do. At least I won't make vases and keep them in the boudoir like those wealthy ladies."

The whole life seems to be aimed at getting married. Without a life of one's own, it is boring, boring, and lifeless. You can only fight to the death among the women in the backyard, or you can hope for the favor of the men at home.

Split face.

Luo Fengtang's daughter should never live such a mediocre life.

Therefore, even though she was suffering and tired now, he just endured it without asking much and let her experience it on her own.

Because for many things, what your parents tell you may not necessarily be possessed by you. Only by doing it yourself can it be transformed into your own gains.

Yang Ruoqing was packing baby Luo's change of clothes in the house, and Luo Fengtang went to the front yard to talk to Wang Cuilian and Tuoba Xian about the matter.

No, the two grandmothers immediately became busy.

Wang Cuilian was busy going to the kitchen to light a fire and prepare Luo Baobao's favorite food.

Tuoba Xian was also busy in the house. When she came out, Tuoba Xian was holding a heavy wooden box in her hand, and the outside was still locked.

"Mom, what's in this box? It's locked, so it's very mysterious."

Luo Fengtang couldn't help but ask after receiving it.

Tuoba Xian smiled: "This is something between me and my granddaughter. Don't ask, just be responsible for delivering it."

"Okay!" Luo Fengtang nodded. With grandchildren, his son seems not as popular as before.

"Where's the key?" he asked again.

Tuoba Xian said: "It's in her hands. Just help me give the box to her. Don't worry about the rest. Don't ask."

Luo Fengtang's head is covered with black lines.

Then he went to the kitchen again. Wang Cuilian was so busy that she took the time to say to him: "It takes a lot of time to eat the food here. I will give it to you tomorrow morning."

"Auntie, she lacks everything in the mountains and has food to eat." Luo Fengtang said.

Wang Cuilian was immersed in kneading the dough, "What's hers is hers, what's mine is mine, how can this be the same!"

Luo Fengtang was speechless.

This time, the family mobilized all its forces just for such a small ancestor...

At dawn the next day, Luo Fengtang went into the mountains with a bunch of things, accompanying him all night long.

Before leaving, he specially said hello to Yang Ruoqing. This trip into the mountains should take three or two days to come back.

First, I will stay with my daughter for one night and keep her company.

Secondly, when we return, we need to visit the tea plantation.

The period between Guyu and Qingming is the peak period for tea picking. From picking to processing, everything is done in the teahouse. Everyone is rushing to work. As the owner, Yang Ruoqing is pregnant and should not climb mountains often, so Luo Fengtang and Blacksmith Luo

You must be more diligent.

Yang Ruoqing knew that she would mention this matter to her mother-in-law and aunt later, so that they would not have to worry about his delay like last time.

…

In the morning, Yang Ruoqing tidied her account books for a while, stretched out and went out for a walk.

Thinking that the fifth aunt was alone at home now, she went to the fifth room to visit her.

It just so happened that both Sun and Liu were there.

Bao Suyun brought out food to entertain everyone. Mrs. Liu was very happy. Yesterday's unhappiness had long since disappeared. While eating melon seeds, she told Mrs. Sun and Bao Suyun vividly what the women in the village gossiped about.

Seeing Yang Ruoqing come in, Ms. Liu quickly waved to her, "Qing'er, come quickly. Fourth Aunt wants to ask you something."

"What's the matter, Aunt Four?"

Yang Ruoqing sat down, grabbed a handful of melon seeds and peeled them slowly.

Ms. Liu leaned a little closer and said with a wink, "Have you heard anything about the separation of your aunt's family?"

"Separation?"

Yang Ruoqing raised her eyebrows and looked at Mrs. Liu who was chatting in front of her like chewing sugar cane and sneered, "Fourth Aunt, your gossiping is getting worse and worse. My aunt's family has been separated for more than half a month!"

When Mrs. Liu heard Yang Ruoqing's sarcastic words, not only was she not angry, but she became more excited and proud, as if she was waiting here.

"Haha, it seems you really don't know!"

"I'm too lazy to talk about Chen Zhima and rotten millet. This time I want to talk about the separation of Mei'er, mother and son!"

"What?"

The melon seeds in Yang Ruoqing's hand were smashed directly.

"Fourth aunt, what are you talking about? What is the difference between my aunt and her mother and her son? Where did you hear it? How is it divided?"

Even Yang Ruoqing was shocked, let alone the reactions of Sun and Bao Suyun.

"Fourth brother and sister, when did this happen? Why haven't I heard a word from you before?" Mrs. Sun's face was filled with astonishment.

Mrs. Liu was really so proud now that she wanted to jump up from the stool, shake her shoulders, and cluck all over the room like a hen that had just laid a double-yolked egg.

"I guessed that Qing'er was coming to visit, so I waited until she arrived to talk together. "Ms. Liu doesn't lie, just gossip. Of course, the more people there, the better the effect.

Being surprised by one person and surprised by a group of people, being questioned by one or two people, and bombarded by a group of people, the sense of accomplishment and satisfaction is indescribable!

Sun and Yang Ruoqing looked at each other and were speechless towards Mrs. Liu, the 'treasure middle-aged woman'.

"Fourth Aunt, your news is so scary, we were all shocked!"

It was Yang Ruoqing who understood Ms. Liu and spoke directly to her excitement point.

"Fourth Aunt, please stop trying to keep us appetizing and tell the whole story quickly!"

"Okay! Let me drink some tea to moisten my throat first!"
Chapter completed!