Although Yang Huazhong didn't speak, he nodded vigorously, his face full of agreement.

"And you, Uncle Luo, are also accompanying your father to relieve his boredom. It's really not easy!" Mrs. Sun added.

Yang Ruoqing smiled, "We are all a family, and we should take care of each other. If we don't worry about the long-term, we will have immediate worries. When my uncle and aunt need help in the future, I believe that my parents will take the lead."

After Mrs. Sun talked to Yang Ruoqing and Yang Huazhong for a while, she saw the hourglass on the table next to her and hurriedly gathered to cook lunch.

"Invite your uncle and aunt to come over at noon. Let's eat together. It will be fun," Mrs. Sun said.

"It just so happened that your aunt sent me tube bones and pork belly. I've stewed the bone soup. How to cook the pork belly?" Mrs. Sun discussed this with Yang Ruoqing again.

Yang Ruoqing looked at Yang Huazhong: "Dad, do you have any ideas?"

Yang Huazhong thought for a while, "During this period in the county, what I miss most is the taste at home."

Yang Ruoqing then said to Mrs. Sun: "Mom, if that's the case, then let's make our local dish, pork belly and roasted wild rice dumplings!"

Mrs. Sun smiled and said, "Okay, that's very simple. We have mountain starch ready at home. I'll prepare it right away."

Shanfen is a local name, but it is actually sweet potato flour.

Braised pork belly with sweet potato flour, sprinkled with chopped green onion and red pepper rings, it tastes great!

While Sun went to have lunch, Yang Huazhong rested in the house, and Yang Ruoqing also took the time to go back to her home.

Blacksmith Luo and Wang Cuilian were drinking tea and talking in the main room. Yang Ruoqing gave them a few brief greetings and then went to the backyard to find Luo Fengtang without stopping.

Luo Fengtang had just come out of the bathroom after taking a shower and was shaving in front of the bronze mirror with a razor blade.

"Hey, where did this handsome guy come from to shave in my room?"

Luo Fengtang turned his head and smiled at her, "Handsome guy? He's already an uncle."

Yang Ruoqing also came over with a smile and took the blade from his hand, "In my heart, even if you are sixty years old, you are still a handsome guy in my heart."

"Come on, brother, let me help you shave?"

"good."

Luo Fengtang wrapped his arms around her, leaning down slightly to accommodate her height.

But even so, Yang Ruoqing still had to stand on tiptoe.

She held his chin with one hand, and with the other hand she used the blade to scrape back and forth on his graceful jawline, her movements gentle and familiar.

She gently stroked his chin with her fingers. The skin under her fingers was elastic and tight, making her look young and strong.

"Are you exhausted from this trip to the county seat?" Yang Ruoqing asked in a soft voice without slowing down her movements.

Luo Fengtang chuckled, "I'm not tired."

She raised her eyes and glanced at him: "How can you not be tired? After you left, my parents took turns to fight, and they all praised you!"

"In the eyes of my parents, your son-in-law is more considerate and capable than their own son!"

Luo Fengtang smiled a little sheepishly.

Because I am shaving, it is not convenient to talk much.

Next she concentrated on the blade in her hand.

But his attention was all on her face.

"Thin."

After a moment, he uttered two more words.

Yang Ruoqing was startled for a moment, looked up at him, and saw that she was reflected in his eyes, she felt a little embarrassed and touched her face.

"It's okay. My face has lost weight, but my body has gained weight," she said.

He looked down at her body and said, "My body has also lost weight, but my belly...has grown again."

Yang Ruoqing was happy, "Right now, all the nutrients in the body are going into the stomach. How can your two babies endure it? They fight in my stomach every day. I don't know what kind of devil they will be when they are born!"

Luo Fengtang's eyes softened, "I hope to have a daughter."

It's best if both of them are daughters.

After shaving, Yang Ruoqing took him into the bathroom, dipped a handkerchief in ointment, and then helped him clean his chin.

"My father's leg is injured. Are the doctors in the county really sure? I always feel that you are hiding something."

In the bathroom, Yang Ruoqing asked Luo Fengtang again.

Luo Fengtang gently held Yang Ruoqing's shoulders and smiled slightly bitterly: "I really can't hide anything from you."

"I never wanted to affect my father-in-law's recovery, so I didn't dare to tell the truth," he added.

"The county doctor is only 60% sure, because my father-in-law's leg was delayed before and the bone dislocation was too serious."

"What the county doctor means is to take this medicine for two courses of treatment without interruption. After two courses of treatment, you will have a follow-up visit to see how your recovery is so that you can formulate the next treatment plan."

"Going for a follow-up consultation?" Yang Ruoqing asked.

Luo Fengtang added: "Only when the doctor comes will we be able to give my father-in-law a follow-up visit in person, so we don't have to work for my father-in-law."

Yang Ruoqing nodded, this is logical.

Before, we had a consultation in the county town, but we did not call the doctor from the county town. This was to prove the sincerity of seeking medical treatment here.

Now the doctor there already knows that the patient is the father-in-law of the general who protects the country and the father of the number one scholar. He has to rush to the door for consultation. Anyone with a little bit of emotional intelligence and rolling around outside knows that this is

A good opportunity to cling.

Yang Ruoqing doesn't hate those who come to cling to her, but she hates those who pull her hips.

Climbers who are helpful to themselves are also a kind of resource, and resources are useful.

Resources are meant to be exchanged with each other. Otherwise, except for your own relatives, do you really think that others can get things done by just brushing their faces? How naive!

The young couple exchanged some words with each other, and after guessing that it was about time, they left the house together and went to the front yard to call Blacksmith Luo and Wang Cuilian to come over for lunch.

This time, Yang Huazhong followed the doctor's instructions and stayed in bed almost all the time except to get out of bed to relieve himself.

He no longer went to the front yard to eat, so Mrs. Sun brought a bowl for him to eat. He also did not drink wine. He was determined to heal his leg injury.

It has been injured twice, and if it is injured a third time, the leg will really become lame.

Yang Huazhong had seen with his own eyes that Dabai walked with a limp. The unsightly appearance was only secondary. The main reason was that it was inconvenient to do things. He was not as safe as someone with two sound legs.

Yang Huazhong told Luo Fengtang that he hoped he could take time to help go to the town to buy some wine and food in the past two days, because he planned to invite everyone over for a meal in the past two days.

Luo Fengtang naturally responded.

Yang Ruoqing took out a piece of paper directly from her pocket and said, "I have written all the ingredients on the paper. Just buy them accordingly."

Luo Fengtang took it and took a look, then looked at Yang Ruoqing again.

Yang Ruoqing smiled at him and winked.

Luo Fengtang had a strange feeling in his eyes and put the note away.

The shopping list written by my wife was very mysterious, as most of the items on the fan were eaten by him.
Chapter completed!