"Hey, this is only a few bites, and it's troublesome to pour it back and forth. Just take it all and feed it to the baby!" Blacksmith Luo waved his hand, picked up another empty bowl on the table and filled it with two spoons of egg fried rice.

The egg fried rice made by Yang Ruoqing is golden in color, and the eggs are fried into a golden cotton-like shape, wrapping the rice.

It makes people very appetizing just by looking at it.

So, when Yang Huamei reached out to pick up the bowl of watermelon porridge, she glanced at the bowl of egg fried rice from the corner of her eye, and subconsciously swallowed.

The sound of swallowing saliva was so loud that everyone heard it.

Yang Huamei was very embarrassed, feeling that her belly was so unsatisfactory!

Wang Cuilian had just sat down. When she heard the noise, she smiled knowingly and stood up again.

"Mei'er, let's deal with a few mouthfuls together, and I'll get you bowls and chopsticks."

"No, no, sister-in-law Cuilian, there's really no need..." Yang Huamei hugged Zhuang Zhuang and stood up, trying to stop her.

Blacksmith Luo said: "Mei'er, just let your sister-in-law go get it. It's not convenient for you to carry a baby alone on this hot day. After eating here, you can go back and take a shower." Take a rest and save some time."

Yang Ruoqing didn't say a word because she had already started feeding Tuan Yuanyuan watermelon porridge.

At this time, she wished she had three heads and six arms.

Tuan Tuan was fine, he ate slowly and waited patiently, but Yuanyuan was not like that, he had an impatient temper.

If you're late for spoon feeding, just kick your feet, and the socks on your little feet will fly off for you.

On the other side, Zhuang Zhuang became anxious when he saw Tuan Yuanyuan eating watermelon porridge. He stretched out his little hand to grab the watermelon porridge bowl on the table.

Yang Huamei was so frightened that she quickly pushed the bowl to the middle of the table, "If it knocks over again, there will be nothing left to eat. Be good, grandma will feed you."

…

After eating the watermelon porridge, Zhuangzhuang was very satisfied and stood on the ground with his shoes on and holding on to the stool.

Yang Huamei also had her hands free, picking at a bowl of egg-fried rice that Wang Cuilian had packed for her, and occasionally glancing at her eldest grandson.

Give him a hand when he seems to fall down, and at other times try hard to shovel food into his mouth.

Wang Cuilian was also eating, her eyes fell on Zhuang Zhuang, and she said to Yang Huamei with a smile: "It's really different in three months. Look, Zhuang Zhuang can stand on his own and move a few steps. These two people in my family are really different." I can’t even stand without anyone to support me.”

Yang Huamei said with a smile: "Sister-in-law Cuilian, don't be anxious. When the time comes, she will leave naturally. This thing is very magical."

Wang Cuilian nodded, and then looked at Tuan Yuanyuan at the table, her eyes filled with doting and love that was so thick that it couldn't be melted away.

Blacksmith Luo also said: "It takes three months to roll over, five months to sit, and seven months to learn to walk. Both of our babies follow this, so don't be anxious!"

Wang Cuilian is not in a hurry, she just has the same problem as most women in the world.

When I see a child who is similar in age to my own child, I can’t help but want to exchange parenting experiences with the other parent.

The starting point is the love for one's own children.

"Eat quickly. You can replace Qing'er when you're done. She hasn't eaten yet!" Blacksmith Luo reminded Wang Cuilian again.

When Wang Cuilian came back to her senses, she realized that Yang Ruoqing had indeed not had dinner yet. She had been feeding the two children watermelon porridge, and later she was feeding them shrimp and eggs.

And when he takes a break, he will also stuff a piece of egg or shrimp into Zhuangzhuang's mouth.

This small gesture was very useful in Yang Huamei's eyes.

The anger I had been simmering in the yard here in the morning has basically been extinguished after delivering watermelon porridge and doing this.

Now Yang Huamei has become very peaceful. When she saw that Qing'er had been feeding the child and not caring about eating, she quickly pulled it and said: "I'll change Qing'er when I'm done eating."

Yang Ruoqing was happy to hear that so many people wanted to replace her.

"Auntie, aunt, you just have to eat what you have, I'm not in a hurry."

…

The atmosphere in the Luo family's yard was very good. After the meal, in order to let the children play for a while to relieve their appetite, Blacksmith Luo carried the bamboo woven bed into the yard. The three children put it on the bed and threw in a few small toys.

Let them play.

Wang Cuilian went to the backyard to clean up the dishes, and Blacksmith Luo went to take a bath at the pond at the entrance of the village.

Yang Ruoqing and Yang Huamei were sitting on both sides of the cool bed respectively, shaking cattail leaf fans and holding household items. From time to time, they stretched out their arms to block a little guy who climbed to the edge of the cool bed, blocking him back to the safe area in the middle, and then continued

chat.

"Qing'er, to be honest, I have something stuck in my heart, and the boss is unhappy," Yang Huamei said.

"Girl, if you think about everything from an open-minded perspective, there will be no obstacles that you can't overcome," Yang Ruoqing said.

Sorry, she is not Ms. Liu, and she has no interest in digging up Yang Huamei's family gossip. The so-called gossip is simply talking about interesting things when the children are growing up.

Therefore, this sentence of comfort is purely a one-size-fits-all kind of comfort that applies to everyone.

Yang Huamei nodded, "I also know that Xiao Hei is a fool and there is no need to be serious with him, but what this kid said now and that really made me angry."

At this point, if Ms. Liu were the audience, she would have to ask what Xiao Hei said to make Yang Huamei angry.

But Yang Ruoqing still took her time and waved the cattail leaf fan for the children to drive away mosquitoes and flying insects on this summer evening.

"Girl, how can you really be so angry with your kid? Just be more cheerful!" Okay, it's another one-size-fits-all piece of advice, not hard-core at all.

We can't blame Yang Ruoqing for not being hard-core in her advice. I don't know how many heartfelt words she said to Yang Huamei in the past many years.

The result is that they don't listen to a word. When their mother, son and brother are reconciled as before, they will go back and reflect on the advice of you relatives. When I think about it carefully, I feel that you relatives have bad intentions and wish that their old Wang family was not good!

Therefore, not only Yang Ruoqing was too lazy to say hard words to Yang Huamei, but also the rest of the old Yang family, Yang Huazhong and the others were doing Tai Chi.

Because he didn't listen to what he said, and he made me look embarrassed.

Yang Huamei smiled bitterly, "Qing'er, I know you don't like to hear these words, and they will cause trouble to you."

"Just think that I am talking to myself, aunt. If I don't say it out loud, I will feel uncomfortable."

The corner of Yang Ruoqing's mouth twitched, "Yes, don't ask, she said it herself."

"Xiao Hei quarreled with me today and ran away again. He said I was partial and gave all the good things to Dabai and the bad things to him."

Yang Huamei copied the conversation to Yang Ruoqing word for word, and her eyes became red as she spoke.

Although Yang Ruoqing had a frown on her face, she was actually very calm in her heart.

Because this is Xiao Hei's usual operation.

The two Lao Wang brothers have been fighting for all kinds of resources since they were young. Xiao Hei did it openly, and Da Bai did it secretly.
Chapter completed!