When the three Luo Fengtangs arrived home, the sky was bright and bright.

The three of them originally wanted to enter quietly and sit in the main room for a while instead of going to the backyard, so as not to wake them up.

As a result, Wang Cuilian was feeding chickens in the Luo family's yard, while Yang Ruoqing was washing tea bowls and wiping tables and chairs with handkerchiefs in the main room.

In the yard of Yang Huazhong's house separated by a wall, Mrs. Sun was also sweeping the yard.

Through a courtyard wall, you can still hear Mrs. Sun and Wang Cuilian chatting about their family, talking about chickens, ducks and geese.

"I was afraid that it would wake you up, but I didn't expect you all to wake up?"

Blacksmith Luo entered the yard with a loud voice and a loud smile, his steps long and heavy.

A man who was used to being rough and rough suddenly asked him to walk on tiptoe. He was really not used to it.

"Ah, you are back? So fast!"

Hearing Wang Cuilian greeting them, Yang Ruoqing hurriedly came out of the main room, still holding the handkerchief in her hand.

Mrs. Sun also hurriedly came out of her yard to greet her.

At the entrance of the yard, Yang Huazhong said a few words to Blacksmith Luo and Luo Fengtang, and then returned to his home with Mrs. Sun.

Wang Cuilian and Yang Ruoqing's mother-in-law and daughter-in-law also came to the door. Seeing the dusty appearance of the two men in front of them, Luo Fengtang was relatively better off, mainly because of Luo Blacksmith, whose clothes were torn in several places by thorns and branches.

The shoes were also worn out and the toes were exposed.

Wang Cuilian didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and asked him: "Where did you get into the mess? Your clothes are in rags, and it looks like you are running away."

Blacksmith Luo also lowered his head and looked at himself, and laughed, "You don't know how many mountains we climbed over this day and night, how many streams flowed, and how many cliffs we walked on."

"Ah? So far?"

Wang Cuilian opened her mouth in shock.

But what she didn't understand was why Tang Yazi was fine despite traveling so much across mountains and rivers.

What Wang Cuilian didn't know even more was that Luo Fengtang was not traveling lightly along the way.

He also carried Qi Huan on his back.

Although the guards and Luo blacksmith Yang Huazhong also wanted to carry him, Luo Fengtang cared that they were elders and couldn't bear it.

So he basically carried the burden himself, and only asked them to help him when he encountered some dangerous places.

But even so, Luo Fengtang was indeed intact and his clothes were neat.

Yang Ruoqing asked Luo Fengtang, "Has father-in-law been settled? How is the situation now?"

When Luo Fengtang entered the door, his eyes were focused on Yang Ruoqing's face.

The night before, he and his father left early to return to Niushan, leaving behind his pregnant wife and mother.

He was really worried about the nearly 100-mile journey back to Changping Village from Huguang County. The first time he saw his wife, there were dark circles under her eyes.

Apparently she stayed up all night the night before, and she must not have slept well last night. Her face was not so rosy and a little pale.

Luo Fengtang's eyes moved from Yang Ruoqing's face to the handkerchief in her hand.

Mom got up to work right away. She must have wanted to divert her attention by working. She was a pregnant woman!

Luo Fengtang couldn't hide the pain in his eyes. He came over to take the handkerchief from Yang Ruoqing's hand and said softly: "Don't worry, Yu'er knows everything about me. She is 60 to 70 percent sure of this Gu, but it will take some time."

Yang Ruoqing understands Yu'er. Although she is a young girl, her experiences that are different from ordinary people have made her mature, steady and courageous.

The 60-70% certainty that Yu'er said is actually 100% possible.

But everything in the world is ten thousand except for the rare event, so the girl is used to not telling everything in full, leaving a little room.

"Since Yu'er said that, let's wait patiently for the good news over there."

Yang Ruoqing's heart, which had been hanging for two days and two nights, finally returned to its original position.

Next to her, Wang Cuilian had finished talking to Blacksmith Luo and was already preparing breakfast.

Blacksmith Luo said that he wanted to take a shower and change clothes before coming back, so Wang Cuilian pushed him to the backyard together. Before leaving, she did not forget to shout to the Sun family in the yard next door, meaning to tell them not to burn in the morning.

Come and eat together.

But when Mrs. Sun politely refused, Wang Cuilian stopped trying to persuade her and trotted to help Blacksmith Luo find a change of clothes. After searching, she had to make breakfast quickly.

And here, Yang Ruoqing also pulled Luo Fengtang towards the main room.

Just as Luo Fengtang was about to speak, she turned around and said to him: "Since my mother came back from the fight, she has been staying in the Buddhist hall to recite sutras and pray for my father-in-law, waiting for news about you. You go and tell her first so that she can rest assured."

Luo Fengtang nodded.

"Then I'll go back to the backyard and wait for you. After we finish talking, you can come back and take a shower." She warned again.

Luo Fengtang nodded again, and the couple went their separate ways for the time being to get busy.

Yang Ruoqing found clean clothes for Luo Fengtang, folded them neatly from top to bottom, inside to outside, and placed them on the wooden rack in the bathroom.

Then he filled the large bathtub with warm water, and used several towels to wash his hair, face, back, and feet, and hung them one by one beside him.

The hair ointment for washing the hair, the soap for bathing, and even the razor blade for shaving were not left behind.

When all this was done, Luo Fengtang came over.

Seeing her holding her belly and preparing everything for him in such detail, he, a tough guy like him, felt soft in his heart.

"I want to give you a hug, but I'm covered in the miasma of the mountains. Qing'er, please wait for me for a moment."

Wait until I'm clean before giving me a good hug.

Hugging my wife will become addictive. If I don’t hug my wife for a day or two, my heart will feel empty.

Yang Ruoqing pursed her lips and smiled, stepped forward and hugged his waist, stood up on tiptoes and pecked his chin.

Then he stepped back, tilted his head and smiled at him, winking and saying, "I am your wife, whom Ming Media is marrying."

"What is a wife used for?"

Luo Fengtang answered without hesitation: "It hurts!"

Yang Ruoqing: "It was also a kiss and a hug."

"You can hug me whenever you want. We don't choose the time. I like it!"

Luo Fengtang was happy and looked at her and smiled.

He put his hands on her shoulders, leaned over and said, "Daughter-in-law, you missed something and didn't say anything."

"What kind?"

Luo Fengtang pressed her ear: "Sleeping."

The warm breath brushed against her delicate earlobes, as if they were being ruffled by a feather.

Her face turned red and her cheeks felt slightly hot.

Seeing her blushing and scolding him, her eyes seemed to be filled with water, and her lips also glowed softly.

Luo Fengtang suddenly wanted to kiss her.

But Yang Ruoqing dodged it.

Not only did she avoid him, she also pinched his arm.

"You are not a serious person, you are acting like a gangster to a pregnant woman, you have no martial ethics!"

She broke away from his arms and slid to the curtain like a small fish. "Go take a shower quickly. I have to go to the kitchen to help aunt cook breakfast."

Luo Fengtang smiled, the heat in his eyes still lingering on.

Don't be in a hurry, take a shower and eat first, and then when you're free, you can have a good kiss with your wife behind closed doors.
Chapter completed!