"Hey, no matter whether they are born from heaven or the emperor, these two boys are really good at reincarnation. If they join the Luo family, they can lie down and eat, drink and have fun all their lives!"

Everyone is envious and jealous, exaggerated praises and malicious belittlings. In short, each person has his own opinion. Even if the Luo family and the Yang family have high prestige in the village and are brand names, don't expect these villagers to treat them from the bottom of their hearts.

To be convinced and to bless.

This is human nature.

Only your closest relatives can put themselves in your shoes, worry about you, and pray for you.

This world is cold, yet heart-warming.

There are calculations and conspiracies everywhere, but there are also sacrifices and fulfillment around us.

This itself is a complex of contradictions, not black and white, this is a colorful world in which everyone can accurately find their own position and find their own destination.

At this time, Yang Ruoqing's heart was floating, like a duckweed, floating in the air, unable to find the fulcrum to stabilize herself.

That fulcrum is only Luo Fengtang.

…

The Da Sun family and Bao Suyun all dispersed one after another. After all, each family has something to do and cannot stay here all the time.

Mrs. Liu can put aside her family affairs and concentrate on staying at the Luo family, where she can eat and live.

But Sun and Yang Huazhong asked her to leave.

Wang Cuilian and Mrs. Sun came to Yang Ruoqing's bedroom together.

At this time, the two children were sleeping soundly in the two cradles in front of the bed. Yang Ruoqing was lying on the bed, her eyes falling on the two cradles in front of her, and she was lost in thought.

His face was still pale, but it had only been one night, but his haggardness and weight loss were decreasing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Sun and Wang Cuilan looked at each other, and they both saw the same worry in each other's eyes.

The two came to the bedside and carefully asked Yang Ruoqing: "Qing'er, you haven't eaten for a while. What do you want to eat? Auntie will go and fix it for you."

When the two of them asked these questions, they felt uneasy.

Qing'er didn't have dinner last night, so she went to her parents' house next door and eavesdropped on the wall. After learning about Tang Yazi, she couldn't bear the shock and got pregnant on the spot.

I spent the whole night giving birth to the baby, caught up with difficult labor, and my strength was exhausted several times.

In the middle of the journey, Xiaoduo cooked a bowl of brown sugar egg drop and asked Yang Ruoqing to drink it. She barely regained her strength and was able to give birth to the two babies.

Qing'er hasn't eaten anything since she gave birth to her baby.

During this period, I fell into a deep sleep. Occasionally I would wake up and stare at the ceiling of the tent in a daze, weeping.

I tried to persuade her to eat something, but she wouldn't eat anything.

After cooking the noodles, they became mushy when they were cold.

After cooking the porridge, it fell down when it got cold.

The stewed chicken soup was also of no use.

In short, Qing'er has been resisting eating for several hours after giving birth to the baby. There is no food in her stomach, and she still struggles to get up to feed the two children, which is even more exhausting for her body.

So Wang Cuilian and Mrs. Sun discussed it, no matter what, they had to go into the house to persuade Qing'er to eat, otherwise she would collapse.

Seeing that Yang Ruoqing still didn't respond, Sun opened her mouth to persuade her again, but suddenly Yang Ruoqing raised her eyes.

"Auntie, is there any chicken soup? Give me a bowl."

Wang Cuilian thought she heard wrongly and turned to look at Sun.

Sun's eyes were filled with excitement, and the two of them nodded quickly and vigorously.

"Yes, yes, it's been simmering on the stove. I'm going to bring it to you!"

Wang Cuilian trotted out of the house, leaving Mrs. Sun in the house with Yang Ruoqing and others.

"Mom, please help me feel whether the two brothers' diapers are wet. I saw that the boss seemed to have moved a little earlier." Yang Ruoqing whispered to Mrs. Sun again for help.

"Hey, okay, okay, I'll come and take a look."

Sun checked gently and found that there was indeed a wet mark on the diaper under her brother's body, but his brother was still very dry.

"Mom, the diapers are in the wooden box behind you, just open it." Yang Ruoqing pointed again.

"well!"

Mrs. Sun opened the box and saw neatly arranged diapers inside. They were all made of the softest, breathable, and highly absorbent fabrics.

The shape and size of each piece are similar, as if they were cut in batches according to a ruler. They are clean and tidy, and are most suitable for infants and young children to use.

Unlike some children's diapers in the village, they are similar to rags that have not been washed for ten and a half days. They are either too big or too small, or too long and piled up, or too short, and they tend to leak all the time.

The bed was covered with urine and feces.

"My daughter is really attentive, and these diapers are so well made."

Mrs. Sun took two diapers, one large and one small, and returned to the cradle, and changed the rest of the diapers for her grandson.

On the bed, Yang Ruoqing saw that her child was refreshed and comfortable again, and she breathed a sigh of relief.

Mrs. Sun went to the bathroom to wash the dirty diaper she had changed earlier. Yang Ruoqing listened to the sound of running water and kept organizing her thoughts in her mind.

It took her several hours to suppress her despair and grief, and now there was only one belief left in her heart: she wanted to find Luo Fengtang, and she wanted to get him back.

She was actually conscious when she was asleep, and she heard some of the hushed conversations of family members outside the house.

They all guessed that Luo Fengtang had been killed, so they did not dare to mention other names or anything related to him in front of her.

But Yang Ruoqing didn't think so. The couple had a good rapport, and she had a feeling that he was still alive!

So, she can't give up.

Moreover, the daughter is definitely looking for her father right now. The daughter doesn’t want to worry her, so she is looking for him secretly without telling her.

Yang Ruoqing felt heartbroken just thinking about a fourteen-year-old girl carrying so much pressure on her own. Ever since she was a child, she had never been willing to let her daughter go through things like that.

That girl must be very stressed and panicked, right?

The elders on both sides of the family are all over fifty and no longer as strong as before.

A group of the guards were taken to the north by Narisong one after another, and the rest were also sent to escort Tuoba Xian on his way north.

Apart from Ye Yi and Hongxiu, Yang Ruoqing could not find any other powerful helpers, so she had to go into battle herself.

But her current body is powerless and too weak. Not to mention trekking over mountains and rivers, she doesn't even have the strength to hold a baby. How can she find her?

Therefore, she must eat, eat hard, and recover as quickly as possible.

Soon, Mrs. Sun took the washed diapers to the yard to dry. When she passed by Yang Ruoqing, she saw Yang Ruoqing lying there with her eyes closed and dozing off.

Ms. Sun was a little relieved, as long as her daughter was recovering.

When Sun finished drying the diapers, Tuoba Xian came back with an open ocean bowl.

There is another bowl turned upside down on top of the big ocean bowl to keep it warm and block dust on the road.

"Qing'er, it's time to eat. After eating, take a good sleep."

Wang Cuilian said softly.

Yang Ruoqing opened her eyes and slowly sat up with Sun's help.
Chapter completed!