Changping Village.

With Luo Fengtang by her side, Yang Ruoqing slept particularly soundly that night, and it was also the most sound sleep she had had in the past ten days.

Because before going to bed, Luo Fengtang not only soaked her feet in hot water, but also insisted on massaging her soles and kneading her calves after lying on the bed.

Mild edema in the late stages of pregnancy often bothered her so much that she couldn't sleep well. Last night, his moderately strong kneading really relieved her pain greatly, and she had a good night's sleep.

However, when she woke up in the morning feeling refreshed, she found bloodshot eyes in Luo Fengtang's eyes.

"What's wrong? Didn't you sleep well last night? Did I crush you?"

Yang Ruoqing asked in shock. She was now so big that she had to lie on her back to sleep comfortably. She could no longer curl up in his arms like a cat like before.

What's sleeping next to him now is a 'huge mountain of meat'!

"No, it's not pressed." Luo Fengtang said, pouring a bowl of warm water for Yang Ruoqing to moisten her throat.

Yang Ruoqing took the warm water he handed over, took a few sips, and then asked, "Why didn't you sleep well? Your eyes are bloodshot."

The sight of these blood streaks makes people feel distressed. There are even more blood streaks than when I came back yesterday.

Luo Fengtang gave her a reassuring smile and said, "Maybe I'm just tired. I'll be fine after two more days of rest. Don't worry about me."

Tired?

Yang Ruoqing thinks this statement is reasonable.

When he took care of Yang Huazhong in the county town, he must have been as tight as a string. Now he relaxed when he came home, and often his body felt even more tired after he relaxed.

This is a backlash from fatigue, which is normal.

"Then you get some rest these two days. There's nothing else going on at home and outside. It's best to catch up on some sleep after lunch, okay?" She asked again, her eyes full of worry.

This kind of worry will not be put down because of his words. Only when the bloodshot eyes are really gone and his eyes are completely back to normal can she really feel relieved.

Luo Fengtang smiled and nodded, "Okay, I will listen to you. I have prepared toiletries for you. Wash up first and then go to eat."

Yang Ruoqing obediently followed him to the bathroom. While she was washing, Luo Fengtang ran out of the room in a hurry.

Yang Ruoqing bit her toothbrush and stuck her head out to see. He had already run out of the house.

Why is this guy so busy and shouting non-stop? What is he doing?

Could it be that he went to help her bring breakfast?

Oh my god, when he didn't come back, she went to the kitchen to have dinner with her aunt. It was very warm to chat while eating.

When he came back, he brought breakfast to the room again. She was so embarrassed.

Sure enough, when she finished washing her face and came to the bedroom, he happened to return to the room with the tray.

There are five or six small bowls placed on the tray, and each small bowl has an iron lid to keep it warm.

He put the tray on the table, raised his hand and waved to her, "Qing'er, come here and have breakfast."

Her gentle tone and doting eyes were like an owner's, and she was a pet kept in captivity by her.

She smiled helplessly and came to the table with her hands on her lower back. She looked at the delicious food in the bowls and was amazed.

"Auntie, it takes a lot of effort to arrange so many fancy snacks. You can go back and talk to her. We can just eat whatever you want for breakfast. Don't be so tired."

The red jujube paste cake, the yellow and orange tortillas, the braised quail eggs, the white fungus stewed with rock sugar and wolfberry, the porridge made with yam and barley, and the boiled and poached eggs are indispensable.

In addition, there is also a slightly spicy stir-fried lotus root dish and a small bowl of egg fried rice.

In the last small plate, there were two pieces of pastry made with eggs and milk neatly stacked.

Putting it in such a beautiful small bowl and serving it in front of her, Yang Ruoqing had the illusion that she had returned to modern times and was enjoying a Chinese and Western breakfast service in the buffet restaurant of a star-rated hotel.

"Do you like these snacks?" Luo Fengtang asked.

Yang Ruoqing nodded like a fool: "Of course I like it. They are all my favorite food. The key is that they are made so beautifully. It's like a work of art."

You can only admire it, eating it is a kind of blasphemy.

Luo Fengtang's smiling eyes were all about her, "As long as you like it, then eat it while it's hot."

He helped Yang Ruoqing sit down at the table, "Just put the dishes and chopsticks here after you finish your meal and wait until I come back to clean them up."

"Where are you going? Didn't I ask you to rest more at home?" Yang Ruoqing was a little surprised.

Luo Fengtang touched her head: "I will go to the town to buy the ingredients."

Yang Ruoqing suddenly remembered what her father had entrusted to Tang Yazi last night, asking him to help buy groceries today and invite the visiting family members to come over for a meal at noon.

"Okay, you'll have to work hard again in the morning, and you'll have to catch up on my sleep after lunch!"

Luo Fengtang nodded: "Okay, I listen to my wife, then I'll go, you eat quickly."

After Luo Fengtang left, Yang Ruoqing began to enjoy her sumptuous breakfast.

Take a sip of white fungus soup, a bite of jujube paste cake, a spoonful of egg fried rice and a piece of spicy lotus root.

Save the soft and sweet pastries for snacks at the end. Oops, this is truly the treatment of a queen!

By the way, I’ve seen my aunt post corn cakes before, but they don’t seem to taste like this.

The sugar content of the white fungus soup is lighter than Auntie's usual sugar content, but it tastes better and doesn't taste greasy at all.

There are also things like plate presentation, which are even more particular. Auntie has really improved, and her cooking skills are almost catching up with the chefs in restaurants.

The table was full, and I thought I couldn't eat it, but I couldn't stop using my chopsticks. After a lot of work, I realized that I had eaten them all, and I was holding the last piece of snack in my hand, and there was still some leftovers.

Although Luo Fengtang specifically told her not to touch the dishes before leaving, Yang Ruoqing would not be so obedient.

He works so hard and never stops, how can he really be asked to come back and take care of things? She still loves her man very much, right?

So, she got up, packed up the dishes and prepared to send them to the kitchen, when Wang Cuilian came over, still wearing an apron around her waist.

"Have Qing'er finished eating? Is it still to your taste?"

Wang Cuilian asked with a smile. After asking, she saw the empty bowls stacked together on the table, and she understood everything, and she immediately started to smile.

"It's good to eat, it's good to eat, but Tang Yazi is still awesome!"

Yang Ruoqing originally wanted to praise her aunt and praise her craftsmanship, and then discuss with her to let her make so many fancy breakfasts in the future. It was too much effort and she was afraid that she would be too tired.

After hearing Wang Cuilian's words, Yang Ruoqing was stunned.

…

Luo Fengtang hurried to the town to buy groceries and came back in less than an hour.

When he sent the ingredients to his mother-in-law's kitchen, he originally thought he would see his wife there, but he didn't.

"Qing'er hasn't come here yet."
Chapter completed!