"So whether this thing can be done or not is not a matter for you and me to sit here and talk a few words. If you are sincere, you can bring the child to me and let me take a look and see if he is a child.

Let’s consider other things about what kind of person he is.”

…

Yang walked out of the Luo family gate in confusion, and Huang came over to face her, "Sister, are you finished?"

Yang raised her head and looked at her sister-in-law, saying that she had finished speaking, but she seemed to have said nothing.

But she didn't say anything. Qing'er gave another loosening word and asked her to turn around and lead the person forward to take a look first...

"How did you say it?" Mrs. Huang took Yang's arm and walked towards the village, asking as she walked.

Yang shook her head and said with a wry smile: "Qing'er made a living statement."

Live words are live words, there is no final word, let alone a final decision.

Mr. Huang was startled and said with a smile: "It's better to speak lively than to speak dead. So what did Qing'er say?"

Yang then whispered what Yang Ruoqing had said before.

After hearing this, Mrs. Huang said: "Since Qing'er has said so, then go back and tell the truth to the other side. This matter itself requires investigation and investigation. Joining the army is not a child's play."

Yang thought about it for a moment and nodded, "It seems to make sense. Anyway, I'm just a middleman, just take the words back."

Mrs. Huang smiled and issued a warm invitation to Mrs. Yang: "Then let's leave it at that for now. Let's go. Don't think about it. Go to my sister-in-law's house. After dinner, rest at my house tonight. We'll meet again tomorrow.

go back."

However, Mrs. Yang reasoned: "I appreciate the kindness of my brother and sister-in-law. I won't have dinner at night, let alone rest. There is also a lot of things at Huangtian's house in the twelfth month waiting for us to go back."

Mr. Huang said: "Ah? That's fine. Okay, then come and pay New Year greetings during the first month of the year and have a good rest for two nights before leaving."

Mrs. Yang knew that all these were kind words from her sister-in-law. They were sisters-in-law, not biological sisters. These were all polite words for the sake of face. Whoever took it seriously was stupid.

…

In the bedroom in the backyard, lanterns have been lit. The room is filled with orange light, warm and comfortable, and it is like a completely different world from the night where the north wind is whistling outside.

Luo Fengtang had already finished handling the military affairs and was reading the military book again.

In front of the bed next to him, Baby Luo was holding his younger brother Yuanyuan in his arms and teasing him. He was lying in the cradle and looking attentively with his small black eyes.

Luo Fengtang, who was sitting in front of the desk, was attracted by the laughter from time to time and looked away from the military book in his hand to look at his children.

At this moment, the gold and iron horses gradually faded away in his eyes, and what was left was the satisfaction of family happiness.

When Yang Ruoqing entered the house, she happened to see this scene.

Warmth spread into her pupils along with the orange light, and all fatigue was isolated outside the door.

She went to the bathroom to wash her hands first, then came to the bedside, took a stool and sat next to Baby Luo.

Luo Baobao said: "Mom, please pick up Tuantuan. I can only hold Yuanyuan with both hands. Tuantuan's eyes are full of envy!"

Yang Ruoqing smiled, "He is so young, how can he know that?"

Even though she said that, she still leaned over and wrapped Tuantuan in a blanket, and then held him in her arms.

The mother and the mother each hugged each other and compared the two cute babies together. The room was filled with laughter and laughter.

Luo Fengtang also put down the military book in his hand, stood up and came to his wife and children. He also bent down and played with the two little ones together, and the room burst into laughter.

At night, Luo Baobao and Luo blacksmith Wang Cuilian went to Yang Huazhong's house next door for dinner together. Yang Ruoqing and Luo Fengtang did not go there and stayed at home to take care of the children.

The two children played with their sister for a long time today and were tired, so they fell asleep happily after eating goat milk.

Yang Ruoqing and Luo Fengtang were standing guard at the edge, chatting with each other.

There was a brazier in the room and it was very warm.

Neither of them had much appetite at night, so they took a few snacks, cut two navel oranges, and ate while chatting.

"By the way, this cousin came here specifically to see me."

Yang Ruoqing ate oranges and told Luo Fengtang about this.

"If it were any other time, I would have refused my cousin's request directly, but today they came here specifically to congratulate Xiao An on her marriage. Moreover, when I was helping my mother's family sort out the account books, I saw the gift from them.

The congratulatory gift...is really extravagant."

Because of this, it is unjustifiable to refuse to die.

"Go back and ask that kid to come to me and take a look. The first thing is his character. If his character is not up to standard, he will be brushed off."

"If his character is good, then his physical condition will be tested. If he really meets the conditions, he can be allowed to contribute in the military camp."

Luo Fengtang pondered for a moment and said: "As for character... I don't know, but it is true that there is nothing to do."

"Oh? How did you know?" Yang Ruoqing looked surprised. Maple Village is a long way from Changping Village, and Tang Yazi is not the kind of person to gossip.

Luo Fengtang smiled helplessly: "When I was carrying the rice bucket to the women's table, I heard your fourth aunt asking your cousin about various things, and I happened to overhear a few words."

Yang Ruoqing didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "You have sensitive ears and a good memory, so you are suitable for being a paparazzi."

Luo Fengtang said: "Okay, then you can make up your mind on these things. Call me when you need me."

"By the way, we need to pay more attention to the Yamen when we look back. Those birdmen will never come back to celebrate the New Year during the year!"

Thinking of the thieves who were sent to the government yesterday, Yang Ruoqing became extremely angry.

Luo Fengtang nodded: "Of course, sneaking around is the most abominable thing. I will say hello to the county magistrate and let a few people in the prison suffer a little, otherwise they will lose their memory."

A glimmer of light flashed across Yang Ruoqing's eyes, "We want to go together. We can't be merciful to that kind of thief. But..."

"Among those thieves, I think there is a guy whose character is not that bad. He is probably poor, and his brain was washed by others, so he followed him to do bad things."

"Which one?" Luo Fengtang asked.

Yang Ruoqing was waiting for an answer when Luo Fengtang suddenly said: "I understand, is it the one in the warehouse?"

Yang Ruoqing nodded, "Yes."

He was the little thief who was later caught by her and asked to clean up the scattered rice grains on the floor of the warehouse.

"You are just too soft-hearted. Some people and some things are not worthy of sympathy," Luo Fengtang said.

Yang Ruoqing raised her head and said, "Don't worry, I just share your feelings and sigh a few times. I am not a good man or woman, or a Bodhisattva who saves all sentient beings. I only know that they have become thieves and stolen everyone's things. They

He should be punished."
Chapter completed!