Nowadays, in addition to the farmers cultivating the fields, there are also children digging wild vegetables all over the mountains and plains.

Eat wild vegetables with it, make porridge, and eat it with cornmeal, wheat bran, etc., as long as it can fill your stomach.

As for the Luo family's white flour dumplings and dumplings stuffed with pickled vegetables and meat, that is something they would never dare to think about.

At first, Blacksmith Luo and Wang Cuilian felt a little uncomfortable when they ate, feeling that they were squandering natural resources and being extravagant to the point that both humans and gods were outraged.

After Yang Ruoqing gave them several rounds of persuasion and brainwashing, they were now calm.

They are all human beings, with one arm supporting the other's head. They live a good life through hard work and can eat with peace of mind.

There is no law that says you have to be tied up with the people around you and starve and suffer poverty. That is the right way.

The world is unkind and treats all things like rotten dogs. It is not easy for everyone to live in this world. The meaning of hard work ultimately lies in the words "eat well".

Therefore, you should eat whatever you should, as long as you don't waste food excessively, you can feel confident and have a clear conscience. At night, Yang Ruoqing gave Sun a bowl of dumplings.

Because Yang Huazhong stayed at the town hospital tonight to accompany old Yang Tou, and the Sun family was the only one in the family, Yang Ruoqing was worried that she would be scared, so she agreed to sleep at her parents' house tonight.

"The dough is well kneaded and has a chewy texture. The filling is also good and has a moderate saltiness."

Mrs. Sun only tasted half of the dumpling and she praised it to the sky.

Yang Ruoqing supported her chin with one hand and smiled until her eyes were filled with crescent moons.

"Auntie kneaded the dough, and I mixed the dumpling fillings."

"No wonder!"

"Hehe, mother, if you like, eat more. There is a plate hidden in the bottom layer of the food box."

"Hey, why are you bringing me so many dumplings?"

"What are you doing? It must be for mother to eat, otherwise it can be offered for viewing?"

Mrs. Sun smiled and said, "If you give me so many dumplings, your family won't even have enough to eat."

"Mom, don't worry. I've packed a big pot and it will be taken care of properly."

"Qing'er, how many days will you and Tang Yazi stay when you go to Zuojiazhuang this time?"

After taking a shower at night and lying on the bed, mother and daughter had to have some common conversation before going to bed as usual.

Yang Ruoqing turned her head and thought for a while, "If it were just me and Tang Yazi, we would definitely be back in three to five days."

"But the main purpose this time is to take my mother-in-law out to relax, so it should take a little longer."

"Mom, do you have any explanation for asking this?"

Mrs. Sun nodded gently, "His uncle, Shengnan, is celebrating his fifty-ninth birthday at the end of May."

Sun made a suggestion, but Yang Ruoqing understood instantly.

The rules in this area are that children are between one and ten years old.

Those in their prime, thirty-six, and those in their sixties, seventies, and eighties are all special birthdays that everyone values, and they are also called special birthdays.

The sixtieth birthday is usually celebrated at the age of fifty-nine. As for the reason, there are different opinions and there is no accurate number.

But one thing is clear, that is, relatives must give gifts to each other.

"It's your birthday at the end of May, right? Then we can make it back in time."

Yang Ruoqing thought of her uncle Blacksmith Luo again.

It seems that Blacksmith Luo is also fifty-nine this year and was born in the summer.

"Ha, we all came together." Yang Ruoqing leaned lazily on the pillow and suddenly pursed her lips and smiled.

Sun was surprised when she saw that Yang Ruoqing not only smiled, but also said such an inexplicable statement.

"what does it mean?"

"Mom, my uncle is also fifty-nine this year."

"Yeah? Really?"

"Well, that's right. Tang Yazi is thirty-four, and his uncle was twenty-five when he was brought back. I heard them mention it once before, so I remembered it."

Mrs. Sun was also leaning there, but she immediately sat up straight after hearing this exact answer.

"This is truly a double blessing. We must take good care of it when the time comes."

Yang Ruoqing naturally nodded.

This is necessary. Blacksmith Luo worked hard to raise Tang Yazi up. He is not his biological father, but better than his biological father.

"By the way, Qing'er, is there any news recently from Tang Yazi's biological father?" Sun asked again.

Forehead……

Speaking of Tang Yazi's biological father, Yang Ruoqing suddenly felt that her brain was not working properly.

My father-in-law is a weirdo.

I had obviously written to my mother before and contacted her, and asked Chen'er to bring me a comb.

The two lines of poetry engraved on the handle of the comb are the love words he expressed to his mother-in-law at that time.

I've obviously contacted her, but she still refuses to show up, let alone come to see my mother-in-law.

And in the past six months, the two seemed to have lost contact.

Although the mother-in-law didn't mention anything, it can be inferred from the fact that she stayed in the small Buddhist hall more frequently than before and worshiped the Buddha all day and night that her mother-in-law was not feeling well.

Only by worshiping the Buddha and talking to him can she feel calm.

Yang Ruoqing and Luo Fengtang saw it in their eyes and felt distressed in their hearts.

This is also the real reason why the couple decided to put aside other things at hand and take their mother-in-law out for a trip.

Since Uncle Luo is almost sixty, then Tang Yazi’s biological father should be about the same, right?

No matter what, if he doesn't show up, then his sons, daughters-in-law, and other descendants naturally have no obligation to celebrate his birthday.

"Ignore him." Yang Ruoqing said softly, without any fluctuation in her tone: "Tang Yazi said it."

Mrs. Sun looked at Yang Ruoqing for a while, but finally swallowed those words of comfort.

This is a private matter for the son-in-law. It is best for the mother-in-law not to talk nonsense. They have their own sense of proportion.

…

Old Yangtou stayed at the town hospital for two days and then came back.

"Why did you come back after staying for two days? Don't you want to wait any longer?" asked Sun in confusion.

Everyone had discussed it before going, and we had to make sure that the old man was in good health before he could come back.

Yang Huazhong didn't say anything. The person who spoke was Yang Huaming: "We mean the same thing, but we can't hold the old man back. If the trouble gets worse, we will come back!"

"Is he okay then?"

"It's okay. In fact, it was okay at that time. We sent him to the town hospital for a checkup because we were worried."

"Since everything is really fine, then you should come back. No matter what happens, you will feel more comfortable at home than in a hospital."

Since this is the case, Yang Ruoqing and Luo Fengtang don't have to wait any longer. They can just wait for Luo Fengtang to come back from the mountains to arrange their departure.

Luo Fengtang came back the next day.

Yang Ruoqing knew the answer when she saw him walking in alone.

She smiled and asked: "How did that girl refuse? Tell me."

Luo Fengtang also smiled helplessly, "What else can I say? I'm just busy!"

"What? Have you selected all the female soldiers?" Yang Ruoqing asked again.

Luo Baobao circled a piece of land in the mountains, built a training ground, and hired Hongxiu to be the general staff officer.

Then, girls aged six to ten years old who meet the conditions are selected for training in Shiliba Village and even Wanghai County.

Not only food and accommodation are provided, but a certain amount of money is also given to the girls' families.
Chapter completed!