"That's Blacksmith Luo," Mother Zheng said.

"Yes, yes, I think I heard my sister calling him Uncle Luo."

"Mother-in-law, who is Blacksmith Luo?"

The second daughter-in-law heard that Monk Zhang Er was confused and came over to inquire.

Mother Zheng said: "The uncle of General Luo from Changping Village."

"Yeah~"

The second daughter-in-law was so shocked that she covered her mouth, her eyes widened as she exposed her fingers.

As a woman of the relatively younger generation, she is not familiar with the names of Luo Fengtang, Yang Ruoqing, Daan, and Muzichuan.

Not only her, but people in the eight villages in Shili and Ba are familiar with these four famous names, because they are the majestic general, number one scholar, and Tanhua Lang respectively.

As for the reason why Yang Ruoqing's name spread throughout the countryside, it stems from her own strength.

She set a good example for the women in the ten miles and eight villages, letting the women understand that women can also make their own money, and they don't need to be subordinate to men for everything and take money from men.

Another reason is that she tied the knot with her childhood sweetheart, General Luo Fengtang, which made countless men and women jealous.

"When did our sister get attached to a big shot? She even drove a carriage to pick her up. This is really going to happen!" The excitement in Zheng Er's sister-in-law's heart surged like a torrent. It seemed as if she could already see herself following her sister-in-law to take advantage of the opportunity and buy a shop in the village in the county town.

The scene of buying a farm...

"Shut up, look at how shallow-skinned you are!"

Mother Zheng pushed her second daughter-in-law away, not wanting to hear such unambitious words.

Sister-in-law Zheng returned to her room, secretly took out the hidden piece of meat from under the bed, put it in her sleeve and sneaked out of the house to her parents' house in the same village.

She borrowed her mother's pot to make meatballs from the meat. This time the meatballs were made of real meat. One pound of meat can make a rice bowl.

Fry until golden brown, with a thin shell forming on the outside. Then heat the oil in the pan and add the bean paste made by my wife. When it comes out of the pan, sprinkle with chopped green onion.

"My daughter still feels sorry for me. These little Sixi meatballs are really good."

The old mother picked up the chopsticks and wanted to poke her, but Sister-in-law Zheng blocked her.

"Mom, this is not made for you to eat."

"Who are you cooking for?"

"My sister-in-law, I have to send her to Changping Village while she's still hot!"

"What the hell are you?" The old mother was so angry that she threw her chopsticks to the ground, came up and poked Sister-in-law Zheng's head and scolded: "What the hell are you? You use my mother's cooking oil fume bean paste to make Sixi meatballs to please others? You can't even taste it.

Don’t give me a taste, you wicked devil..."

Sister-in-law Zheng dodged around in the kitchen, guarding the bowl in her hand.

"Mom, it's not that I'm unfilial, I just want to be filial for a long time in the future."

"We can't bear to let go of our children and we can't trap the wolf. You don't have a share in the Sixi Meatballs today, but when I please my sister-in-law, when I enjoy the blessings in the future, it won't be a problem for you to eat meatballs every day..."

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Changping Village.

After Zheng Xiaoqin returned home, she took a bath, changed her clothes, put the child to sleep, and left Jiang Xianjun with the child while she went to Luo's house at the entrance of the village alone under an umbrella.

On the way back, she had inquired carefully with Blacksmith Luo.

After she fed the two children in the morning, they woke up near noon.

When I woke up, I drank another bowl of Nasha that she had left, played with relatives and friends for a while, and then went to sleep again.

After a while, the two babies should be waking up soon, and they should be hungry by the time, so it was just right for her to rush over now.

Luo family.

The sky outside is gloomy and dark. In this season, in this weather, it is rainy and cloudy, which is most likely to breed sleepiness.

The most comfortable state is to wear pajamas and lean on a soft bed, with a moderately thick quilt on your legs, holding a book in your hand and reading at will.

Your significant other will be by your side, and when you want to talk, you can look up and see the other person.

When you want to eat snacks, if you give a little hint, the person will bring it to your mouth in a tacit understanding. After you have eaten to your heart's content, he will bring you a bowl of tea to soothe your throat.

When I get tired of reading, I lean against that person and close my eyes, and the hands in the quilt are tightly intertwined...

Of course, the premise is that you are either in love, or your children have grown up and do not need your care anytime and anywhere.

At this moment, Yang Ruoqing and Luo Fengtang were not in a position to enjoy the kind of enjoyment they had imagined before, because there were two small cradle in front of the bed.

In the little cradle, the two little guys were awake.

Luo Fengtang sat between the two cradles, accompanying the two babies at the same time.

Yang Ruoqing is cleaning her bedroom. Today the children are celebrating their full moon and many relatives and friends have come to the house.

The female family members must come to the bedroom to see the children, so the bedroom was a little messy after greeting them. When the guests left, Luo Fengtang drove a carriage to see off several of them, and waited for him to come back as quickly as possible to help.

When Yang Ruoqing was cleaning up her bedroom, she found that Yang Ruoqing had already tidied up the bedroom in every possible way.

Now there are only a few tea bowls and dessert plates left to clean.

Luo Fengtang went to wash up, but was stopped by Yang Ruoqing.

"You stay with the babies, I'll go wash them."

"I'll come with the baby after washing," he said.

"No, the kids need you, my real father, to keep them company. Besides, I ate too much at noon. Letting me move my muscles will help with digestion!"

Just like that, the scene turned into what it is now. Luo Fengtang was responsible for accompanying the baby, and Yang Ruoqing was washing the tea bowls. The door of the bathroom was open, and when she stood at the sink, she could see the father and son in the bedroom when she turned around.

The picture was as beautiful as a scroll, and she was immersed in it and never wanted to wake up.

She glanced at it now and then again.

It seems that she wants to carve this beautiful scene deeply into her soul. Even if the next powder medicine has an accident, even if she really can't come back... these memories will be engraved into her soul and brought into reincarnation, in heaven and on earth.

Will not forget.

Until the sound of talking and walking came from outside the house, Yang Ruoqing happened to have finished washing. After taking it out, she went to the window and saw Wang Cuilian and Zheng Xiaoqin coming here together.

Yang Ruoqing curled her lips, turned around and said to Luo Fengtang, "Xiao Qin is here."

Luo Fengtang nodded, lifted the quilts for the children, then got up and prepared to leave the bedroom and go somewhere else to avoid it.

Yang Ruoqing caught up with him with a cloak and put it on his shoulders, "Our baby originally said he would come back when he was free today, but he hasn't come back now. Maybe he was delayed by something."

"I was thinking that there are many dishes she likes to eat today, especially the garlic pork ribs... She didn't eat them, and I feel bad..."

Luo Fengtang grabbed her hand and said, "I was just about to discuss with you that I will go to the mountains later and come back early tomorrow morning to bring some of my daughter's favorite dishes."

"Ah? Are you really going into the mountains? Are you too tired? You can do it tomorrow morning..."
Chapter completed!