Yang Huamei smiled and ducked, "I'm not tired at all. How can I be tired while holding my precious grandson?"

"Even if you're not tired, why don't you let me hug you and make me care?" Wang Chunhua said again with a smile.

Yang Huamei said: "You are here as a guest, how can I harm you? Sister, just sit down."

Wang Chunhua looked a little suspicious and tried to pick up the baby twice more, but found that Yang Huamei would not let her hold the baby.

Wang Chunhua then gave up and found an excuse to go to the yard to look for her own grandchildren.

In the room, Mrs. Sun and Bao Suyun secretly exchanged glances. Originally, they wanted to hug each other out of politeness and politeness, so they were helped by the sedan chair. However, Wang Chunhua hit a soft nail, which frightened Ms. Sun and Bao Suyun.

They also gave up their previous thoughts.

As for Yang Ruoqing, she saw everything with her eyes and smiled secretly in her heart.

Aunt Mei'er is so precious to her grandson that she is afraid that others will bump into her precious grandson if they don't hold her properly.

This way, no one else needs to hold it, which completely avoids potential safety hazards.

Yang Ruoqing then found a stool and sat down next to Yang Huazhong to watch them play cards.

A plate with pastries was suddenly placed in front of Yang Ruoqing. She looked up and saw Dabai's enthusiastic smiling face.

"Cousin, come here, have some snacks to fill your stomach." Dabai greeted him cordially, as if the cousins ​​were so close and friendly in the past.

Yang Ruoqing smiled, waved her hand and said in a joking tone: "I ate too much earlier, so I have to save my stomach for food later, so don't hurt me."

Although these pastries look very good, some of them may not be available in Qingshui Town.

But in Wanghai County, it’s just a popular product.

Usually Yang Ruoqing doesn't like to eat these pastries, why?

Because she had eaten these pastries before, they were very sweet, so sweet that pregnant women could easily get diabetes if they ate too much.

Therefore, the pastries that Yang Ruoqing eats are usually divided into two parts, and go to the higher-end ones, which are specially made to order by some exquisite pastry shops in Qing'an County or Wanghai County.

Otherwise, just buy snacks handmade by some old-fashioned workshops and farmers in the town.

You can eat hygienically and feel safe.

"Cousin, where is your tea bowl? Can I refill the tea for you?" Dabai put down the plate and asked about something else.

Yang Ruoqing looked around and said, "Haha, I was playing there before and probably put it among the pile of tea bowls. I couldn't tell which one was mine."

There were a row of tea bowls on the coffee table, some took a few sips, and some didn't even speak at all.

Dabai said: "Then I will make another bowl of tea for my cousin..."

"No, no," Yang Ruoqing hurriedly stopped Dabai, "I'm not thirsty at all. If I drink too much, I'll run to the toilet easily. Just let me sit for a while and go greet others. I don't need to greet you."

Dabai smiled and nodded, then went to greet someone else with the snack plate in hand.

Seeing Dabai running in and out busy, Yang Ruoqing felt a little dazed.

Is this still the unruly, domineering, sneaky and sneaky Dabai from before?

In half a year, it’s like a new person, and my emotional intelligence has improved a lot!

In comparison, Xiao Hei, who was also running in and out, looked like a child who had not grown up.

Because he was busy eating, drinking and having fun, he couldn't even do anything like pouring tea for others.

The happiest and most jubilant person in Lao Wang's family today is, besides Yang Huamei, who is always holding her eldest grandson and smiling so hard that she can't close her mouth, there is another person.

That person is old man Wang Hongquan.

Today, old man Wang Hongquan is wearing brand-new clothes, a new hat on his head, and a new crutch in his hand. He is accompanying Old Yangtou and Little Old Yangtou at the gate of the yard doing their daily routine.

The atmosphere today is really good, the old and the young are so harmonious.

"If your uncle Shuanzi were here and saw this scene, I don't know how happy he would be."

Mrs. Sun returned to sit down next to Yang Ruoqing, sighed softly and said.

Yang Ruoqing glanced at Sun and found that there was a touch of melancholy in Sun's eyes.

Mom is really kind. On an occasion like today, it is really not easy to think of Uncle Shuanzi who died half a year ago and say a few words in memory of him.

"The dead are gone, and the living must continue to look forward. My uncle who is alive in heaven will definitely be happy to see this."

Yang Ruoqing gently hugged Sun's shoulders and comforted her a few words.

A smile of approval appeared on Mrs. Sun's face.

She believes that after death, there will be spirits in heaven.

Just like her mother, Mrs. Sun, has been dead for so many years. During every festival, Mrs. Sun would go to pay homage. She often dreamed of her...

The banquet started at noon, and the relatives and friends who came over sat at two large tables. The children did not set a separate table, but picked up vegetables and took them to the side to eat.

"There's no food, don't take it too hard, guys, just make do with a few bites..."

Even when Yang Huamei came to the table to greet everyone while eating, she was holding her precious grandson in her arms.

"There are so many dishes, but still no dishes? There are a bunch of new dishes we have never seen before!" Dabai's aunt Wang Chunhua said loudly with a smile.

Yang Huamei smiled until her eyes narrowed into slits.

As soon as he saw his mother Tan, Yang Huamei took the opportunity to find Hongmei and handed the child to Hongmei. She found a big bowl in the kitchen, filled it with a full bowl of meatball soup, and brought it to Hongmei.

In front of Mrs. Tan.

"Mom, you have bad teeth, eat this."

Mrs. Tan looked at the hard food in the bowl, and then looked up at the expectant eyes of the girl in front of her. The old lady felt soft in her heart, and she felt like she was emitting golden light as she sat on the stool.

But she wanted to say the opposite: "Is it possible that the table is full of dishes that I can't eat? Do you want you to open a small stove for me like this? I don't care if you take it away!"

Everyone laughed, and after laughing, they helped persuade Tan to accept it. They all said that this was Yang Huamei's filial piety.

Yang Ruoqing ate her own food, but she was smiling in her heart.

The little old lady was too proud, so she deliberately spoke arrogantly to the truth. The meaning was very obvious, to show that her daughter was filial and considerate.

With the help and persuasion of the people next to her, Mrs. Tan raised her chopsticks with satisfaction to enjoy the meatball soup presented by Yang Huamei.

Although these meatballs are made of pork, when eaten in Tan's mouth, they are even more delicious than dragon liver and phoenix brains!

After the banquet started, Dabai, as the current head of the family and the financial supporter of the entire family's expenses, toasted table after table with wine cups, thanking everyone for taking the time from their busy schedule to attend his son's full moon banquet.

"We understand that we are really promising now, and our words are completely different!"
Chapter completed!