Mrs. Sun is already busy cleaning up the house, because today is the fourth and sixth day of the first lunar month, so isn’t it the day after tomorrow? It’s coming soon.

"Qing'er, it's your birthday the day after tomorrow. If you want to eat something, tell your mother and she will cook it for you." Mrs. Sun added.

Since Yang Ruoqing got married, she would come to her parents' house for dinner every birthday, sometimes for lunch and sometimes for dinner.

Every year, Sun makes longevity noodles for her, real longevity noodles. The bowl looks full of noodles, but in fact when you pick it up with chopsticks, you will find that it only has one noodle.

This is a test of the skill of the person kneading the dough, and you have to be careful.

Mrs. Sun's skills in making other pasta are average, and her buns and dumplings are not the best in the village, but when it comes to making longevity noodles for her children and family, she really puts in a lot of effort.

Some women in the village came specifically to ask for advice from Mrs. Sun, calling her "Master".

"Mom, I don't want to eat anything. I just want to eat the longevity noodles you made, the kind that sticks to the end." Yang Ruoqing said.

Sun's face was filled with a loving smile, and she nodded repeatedly, as if she was waiting for these words.

"Okay, okay, mom will do it for you."

Yang Ruoqing chuckled.

It’s great to have a mother. Even if I am about to turn thirty-two, my son has a girl he likes, and in two years I will step into the position of mother-in-law...

However, as long as my mother is around, I will always be a baby.

There will always be a person in this world who doesn’t remember her own birthday, but she will keep your birthday in mind and start preparing and planning long in advance.

That person is my mother!

When Yang Ruoqing left the backyard, she was intercepted by Old Yangtou.

"Girl Qing, come here and help me do something."

Old Yang was pushing his wheelchair and sitting in the corner, waving to Yang Ruoqing with this meaningful gesture.

Yang Ruoqing was happy, "Master, I thought you went back to the house to sleep. Tell me what happened? Do you want me to help you find my grandma?"

Old Yang's face turned down, "What should I do with her? I'm full and I'll be okay?"

Yang Ruoqing was even happier, "Then you were full last night, right?"

He made it to the door of Lao Yang's old house, like an old licking dog.

Old Yang coughed awkwardly, took out a small paper bag from behind and handed it to Yang Ruoqing.

"This is a packet of fragrant powder, which can also repel insects. Putting it in the bed can help you concentrate while sleeping."

"Your grandma is fashionable in these things. If you send them to her, just say..."

Yang Ruoqing directly grabbed the conversation: "Just say that it was given to you by a friend of yours. He didn't need it. It would be a pity to throw it away. Master, am I right?"

Old Yang was stunned for a moment, then gave Yang Ruoqing a thumbs up: "Smart, that's what you say!"

The food box went back and forth several times last night but couldn't be delivered. Later, I followed Yang Ruoqing's suggestion and changed the way of saying it and delivered it all at once.

So today Lao Yangtou followed the script and planned to use this trick again.

Yang Ruoqing took the powder and sniffed it under her nose.

It has a very ordinary osmanthus scent, nothing special. I should have bought it from the salesman at the door.

However, although things like this are not fashionable among young people, they seem to be very popular among the elderly.

Old people understand old people. Since that is what I want, Yang Ruoqing will go for a run.

"Sir, where's the errand fee?" Yang Ruoqing stretched out her hand towards Old Yang.

Old Yang was stunned for a moment, then he raised the crutch next to the wheelchair as if to hit Yang Ruoqing.

Gu Duan "You girl, your third brother helped me until my legs are thin and I don't dare to ask for travel expenses. It would be better for you to ask me for money as soon as you come up. Who taught you?"

Yang Ruoqing giggled, "Third brother is third brother, and I am me. Master, don't even look at how far away I am from my old house. It's a thousand miles away!"

"Okay, okay, I'll pay you for running errands. You girl, you're too greedy for money!" Old Yangtou grumbled and took out a few coins from his pocket and handed them to Yang Ruoqing: "Isn't this enough?

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Yang Ruoqing smiled and glanced at the money handed over by the old man, "It's too little, so I'd better save some first, and we'll settle the account again when we save a couple of silver!"

When Old Yang heard this, he became anxious: "What? One tael of silver? Don't worry, I won't be able to pay her so much attention!"

Yang Ruoqing was happy: "Master, you spilled the beans. It wasn't you, it was your friend."

Old Yangtou looked strange, "Okay, my friend, he can't do that, he can't do it!"

Yang Ruoqing smiled and said nothing, because she had a hunch that the old man would understand what a slap in the face means and what a really good smell means.

Yang Ruoqing knew her old man very well, and he didn't even want to look at the old lady he hated.

When he wants to pamper and pamper the old lady, he will act like an eighteen-year-old boy, with hormones and dopamine secreted all over his body, and all kinds of small moves to please her will surely come in an endless stream.

In the backyard of Lao Yang's old house, Yang Ruoqing knocked on the door of the east room and found Mrs. Tan sitting cross-legged on the bed and immersed in sewing.

Yang Ruoqing originally thought that Tan came back out of anger or was wrapped in a quilt and sleeping.

Or you should be cursing in the room, but I didn’t expect that the old lady could still do needlework calmly? This is really an improvement in cultivation!

"Nai, are you busy? I'm here to see you!"

"What's so good about me? There are only wrinkles on my face, and no flowers!"

Tan didn't even bother to raise his eyebrows, but the words were addressed to Yang Ruoqing.

Yang Ruoqing said with a smile: "Who said your breasts are speechless? There are chrysanthemums in your breasts. The pleats on your breasts are layer by layer, just like chrysanthemums blooming in autumn..."

Something hit Yang Ruoqing.

It's the thimble used to thread needles and threads.

Yang Ruoqing caught it easily and said to Mrs. Tan: "Mistress, you launch a sneak attack whenever you disagree with me. You don't follow martial ethics!"

Mrs. Tan was finally willing to raise her head and glare at Yang Ruoqing, "Why are you here? Are you going to make fun of me as soon as you come? I am old and unsightly, and my face has more wrinkles than chrysanthemums, but I also came from your age.

You will eventually reach my age, maybe you, fat girl, will not be as good as me when you are old!"

Yang Ruoqing smiled and nodded repeatedly: "Yes, yes, you are right, when I get to your age, I will definitely be uglier than you!"

Tan: "That's pretty much it..."

Wait, what does this damn fat girl mean? Is it a compliment or a disservice?

Why does Mr. Tan feel that she has fallen into a trap?

And looking at Yang Ruoqing, she was smiling slyly, like a successful fox.

"You damn fat girl, your words are full of lies, so please be kind!"

Yang Ruoqing stopped arguing with Mr. Tan and stopped as soon as she got along, "Nai, don't be angry anymore. I was entrusted by someone to bring you something!"

"No!" Ms. Tan waved her hand in rejection without even looking at it.

Yang Ruoqing put the things directly on the table, "A friend of my father gave it to you. He said that this kind of fragrant powder is suitable for clean and refreshing old ladies like you."

"That friend of yours is so troublesome!" Mr. Tan spat.

But the neck was obviously red.

Yang Ruoqing smiled and turned around and left the east room without exposing her.

Yang Ruoqing walked on the front foot, and Tan got off the bed on the back foot. She thought she tiptoed to the window and looked out to make sure that Yang Ruoqing had gone far, and then came to the table.

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