Changping Village.

Yang Huazhong and Blacksmith Luo had eaten their hot dinner and washed their faces with hot water. It was almost midnight.

But neither of the two old men went back to the house to sleep. Instead, they tiptoed to Yang Ruoqing's bedroom to see the two children again.

"Look, after eating enough, I slept soundly without even humming."

Wang Cuilian looked at the baby in the cradle, smiled and whispered.

Everyone's eyes also fell on the little baby. The little baby was sleeping very innocently. His little face was squished sideways on the little pillow and was a little deformed. His little mouth was pouting, and he looked satisfied.

"Big baby is so gentle."

Mrs. Sun said again beside the baby's cradle.

Everyone's eyes moved to Da Wa again.

The big baby was lying on his back upright, with the corners of his mouth slightly curved upwards, and his fine and curled eyelashes gently covering his cheeks. The dim light shone on his body, as if his whole body was glowing, very soft but soft.

A very gorgeous one, like a golden lotus, gentle but bright.

"These two kids are really interesting. They don't follow their parents at all. The eldest one looks like Da An, and the younger one looks exactly like Xiao An."

Sun said again.

This is the consistent result that she and Wang Cuilian have come to through daily observation and comparison over the past few days.

Yang Huazhong and Blacksmith Luo looked back to compare. Yang Huazhong smiled and said nothing, but he could not hide the joy in his eyes and brows.

I heard that neither of my two eldest grandsons look like Luo Fengtang, so Blacksmith Luo has nothing to be disappointed about.

It is only natural that a nephew is like an uncle.

Besides, even if they look like the two uncles, it is unmistakable that the biological father is Luo Fengtang. The two boys are also upright and have the surname Luo. That is for sure. In this case, it is not a bad thing to look like their uncles.

What's more, something happened to Tang Yazi, and these two boys had a hard life. They were born without their father to take care of them.

It's a good thing that he looks like his uncle. At least in the future, the two uncles will be able to take more care of the two nephews who are molded after themselves.

"Then Hongmei will come over early tomorrow morning, right?"

Before Yang Huazhong and the others left, Mrs. Sun asked him for confirmation.

Because when the children wake up tomorrow morning, they will definitely want to drink.

Yang Huazhong nodded, "That's what they said. If they don't come, I'll urge them again."

Mrs. Sun said: "That's good. Tomorrow is coming. We have to find a way to keep the red plums for a day. At least it can free up the fourth child and the others for a day to find Ru Niang."

Yang Huazhong said: "Well, let's try our best to prepare a few more hard dishes to entertain people."

Sun nodded.

Wang Cuilian suddenly told Blacksmith Luo next to her, "You can go to bed later and go to the chicken coop in the backyard to catch two old hens and tie their wings. I have to deliver them to Zheng Xiaoqin early tomorrow morning."

Mentioning this, Mrs. Sun immediately agreed: "Yes, yes, I have to give him two chickens to make up for it. Now our two children have eaten four meals together, which makes their daughter unable to eat."

So full!"

Yang Huazhong and Blacksmith Luo had no objection at all to this.

Yang Huazhong even suggested: "The baby is shared by our two families. If you guys, blacksmith, send chickens, then we will take some money and send them to you as well. It's a small token of appreciation!"

Mrs. Sun said: "Giving money? I don't think it's necessary. I think it's more practical to give food and drink, and they can use it."

Yang Huazhong rubbed his chin and thought, "Sure, it was flooded in the summer, and everyone suffered. Jiang Xianjun came back from prison later, and the second season's rice was not even planted in time."

"I heard from our father before that Jiang Xianjun and the others used money to buy food outside, or borrowed it from Jiang Da."

"How about I go back and get fifty jins of rice, and send fifty jins of wheat flour over there, which can be enough for a while!"

"I think it will work."

The two discussed it and rushed to the backyard excitedly. In the bedroom, Sun and Wang Cuilian looked at each other, and both of them finally showed their first gratified smiles all day.

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Repaying kindness is a virtue and a pleasure.

However, after laughing, thinking of Luo Fengtang and Yang Ruoqing, Sun Shi and Wang Cuilian stopped laughing again.

"I don't know where Qing'er is at this moment. Hey, this girl is so reckless. She's still living her confinement life!"

Mrs. Sun looked out the window at the thick night, and her whole body suddenly felt bad.

Wang Cuilian was also full of worries. A woman who had just given birth a few days ago was running around and even ran into the mountains and cliffs... She was afraid that something bad would happen!

"Qing'er has her own choice, let's, let's stop blaming her." Wang Cuilian held back her sadness and comforted Mrs. Sun.

"We old people, from this moment on, we should eat and sleep. We should live well and live for a few more years. Grit our teeth and help Qing'er and Tangyazi give these babies to

Bring him up!" Wang Cuilian said again.

Mrs. Sun turned her head and looked at Wang Cuilian with red eyes. The moment she nodded, her tears could no longer stop falling.

She also held Wang Cuilian's hand and said with choked sobs: "Sister-in-law Cuilian, we, we must do well, for, for the sake of the children!"

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In the cave at the bottom of the cliff, Yang Ruoqing huddled next to the fire. The temperature in the cave dropped sharply at night. Even though she brought a cloak to keep out the cold, she was still shivering when she was wrapped in it.

When she was dazed, she vaguely heard strange noises outside the cave.

Pu Leng, Pu Leng.

Like the sound of wind caused by flapping wings.

Sisi, Sisi...

It's more like scales rubbing against a rock...

No, there's a snake!

Yang Ruoqing opened her eyes suddenly and looked around.

It was quiet inside the cave, a ray of morning light filtered in from outside, and it was almost dawn.

Ga!

A sharp scream pierced the sky, making people's hearts tighten. Yang Ruoqing picked up Mo Xie's sword and cautiously approached the cave and looked out.

Then, on the cliff not far away, I saw a flower python that was almost as thick as a bucket, swimming on the cliff. Its target was the chick in the bird's nest in the gap between the rocks of a tree in front of the cliff.

When Yang Ruoqing saw this flower python, her pupils shrank.

More than ten years ago, when she and Luo Fengtang were still boys and girls, they once encountered a man-eating python in a place called "Calabash Valley" in the mountains. Luo Fengtang fought with the python to the death and finally killed the python.

The two cut open the python's belly and found a devoured man inside. From the customs clearance documents and other information found in the mucus-stained bundle, they speculated that this was a foreign businessman.

Later, she and Luo Fengtang killed the man-eating python and buried the foreign businessman. As a reward and to put everything to good use, they kept some silver taels from the foreigner's baggage.

That sum of silver became the first pot of gold for their business...

Since that year, she has never seen such a big python again.
Chapter completed!