Chapter 3667 The villain
“This girl, you are biased. Mom didn’t come back for several months, so why do you just go to your dad?”
Looking at the father and daughter laughing. Yang Ruoqing couldn't help but feel jealous at the intimate look.
Hearing this, Baby Luo turned to look at Yang Ruoqing and said softly: "Mom, my dad hasn't come back for a whole year. He has been away from home longer than mom. The baby must be tired of his dad first. Yeah, but the baby is also thinking about mother in his heart. Don't be jealous, hehe..."
Yang Ruoqing was stunned, this girl, after not seeing her for several months, is talking more and more like a brat.
"I'm too lazy to hug you, I'll carry Zhi'er!"
Yang Ruoqing said, and then took a few steps forward to greet Dazhi.
"Zhi'er, take two pairs of schoolbags. You sister is so lazy. Come on, mother, come and get them!"
Yang Ruoqing smiled and took the two schoolbags. As soon as the schoolbags were in her hands, I found it was really a bit heavy.
"Zhi'er, what's in the baby's schoolbag? Why is it so heavy?" Yang Ruoqing couldn't help but ask.
Dazhi smiled shyly and said: "They are all books, and the shoes that grandma asked us to bring to school for replacement."
"There are also rabbit skin bags for hand warmers in the baby's schoolbag, and snacks during class ..."
So many?
Yang Ruoqing couldn't help but put her hand into Luo Baobao's schoolbag and took it out. Not only that, there are also whips, slingshots, combs...
This is not a schoolbag, this is It’s like Doraemon’s pocket!
"Come on, Zhi'er, let's go home!"
Yang Ruoqing reached out and took Dazhi's hand. Luo Fengtang's side had changed from a hug to a piggyback carrying Baby Luo. The four members of the family talked about it. Going down the mountain and going home with a smile.
Luo Fengtang carried Baby Luo and walked in front. Along the way, Baby Luo hugged her father's neck and told him dreamy fairy tales.
Many of them sound really illogical and full of loopholes. There are also a few idioms that the baby Luo has not yet understood, which makes people laugh and cry.
But the father listened extremely seriously, echoing a few words from time to time, and asking a few questions at key points.
In this way, Luo Baobao was greatly satisfied. The little girl became more and more enthusiastic and addicted as she talked, as if she had found a soulmate.
At the back, Yang Ruoqing looked like a man marching and fighting, with two shoulder bags crossed on his chest, holding Dazhi in his hand, walking all the way, asking warmly about Dazhi during this period. and the baby’s learning and living conditions at home.
The mother is kind and the son is filial. Dazhi’s eyes and brows are full of joy. When his little feet and legs move, he is also full of wind with every step, showing joy and excitement.
In front, Luo Fengtang suddenly stopped. He once again stretched out his hand towards Yang Ruoqing: "Qing'er, hang the schoolbag around my neck."
Yang Ruoqing shook her head decisively, "I can do it. , Just concentrate on carrying your daughter. She is wearing thick cotton clothes and trousers, so she doesn’t weigh a little. Just save your strength to carry her.”
Luo Fengtang smiled and turned to look at his daughter behind him. She was doting on him.
After not seeing each other for a year, my daughter has grown taller and her body is indeed heavier than before.
It does become a little bit strenuous after a long time to walk on the mountain road with a piggyback on your back.
However, he is happy.
When Luo Baobao heard what Yang Ruoqing said, he stuck out his little head in dissatisfaction and hummed: "I'm not heavy or not, I'm just a little baby, my mother is just talking nonsense."
Yang Ruoqing curled her lips and deliberately teased her: "Lying on your father's back, one of your legs is dangling so long. You are a big girl and you still need your father to carry you. Can't you just follow the example of your Dazhi brother and go on your own?" "
Luo Baobao glanced at Dazhi, then shook his head like a rattle, and twisted his body on Luo Fengtang's back. "No, no, I want my father to carry me. My father is a general and has a lot of strength. Dad, don't you think so?" she asked.
As a slave girl, Luo Fengtang nodded repeatedly: "Yes, yes, dad is strong enough to carry the load."
"Dad, then tell my mother, Did I force you to carry me, or did you do it voluntarily?" Luo Baobao asked again.
Luo Fengtang hurriedly said: "I volunteered, and dad is happy to carry it!"
Luo Fengtang raised his delicate eyebrows proudly, and smiled smugly at Yang Ruoqing: "Mom, did you hear this? My dad He said he was not tired and said he was happy to carry me, hee hee..."
Yang Ruoqing had black lines all over her head. This girl is really cunning.
However, looking at Luo Fengtang's arrogant look, Yang Ruoqing also laughed sincerely.
"Chengchengcheng, I can't defeat you. You win. Let's go home quickly. It's almost dark." She urged.
The family entered the village. As they walked through the village, the villagers they met greeted Yang Ruoqing and Luo Fengtang warmly.
The couple agreed, occasionally stopping to say a few words.
The villagers teased Luo Baobao: "Your parents are back for the New Year, are you happy now?"
Luo Baobao put his arms around Luo Fengtang's neck and smiled.
If he encounters some villagers who haven’t seen this side yet, Baby Luo will shout over there: “Mom, look this way, my parents are back!”
Seeing these childish little actions of Luo Baobao, Yang Ruoqing was filled with emotion.
Children should all be like this, right?
My parents are here, so I feel that my home is very lively and full of expectations. I feel confident when I play in the village and go to relatives' houses.
If my parents are not around, I always feel that something is missing.
This is probably the dependence of blood being thicker than water.
When we got home, the main room was brightly lit.
Yang Huazhong, Blacksmith Luo, Xiao An, and Ah Hao were sitting at the table drinking tea and chatting. When they saw the couple and their children coming in, they all teased Luo Baobao and Da Zhi.
"Tiantian said it was not fun to be alone with old guys like us. Now that my parents are back, is it fun?" Yang Huazhong asked.
Dazhi smiled sheepishly, while Luo Baobao looked around in the crowd, then ran straight to Xiao An to be intimate with his uncle.
Yang Ruoqing said to Luo Fengtang: "You can talk to my uncle and my father in the main room. I will go to the backyard kitchen to help my mother and aunt cook dinner."
Luo Fengtang nodded, then sat down and helped his father-in-law and the others refill their cups of tea.
Yang Ruoqing gave Luo Baobao a few more words, telling her not to be too naughty, then she picked up an apron and went to the backyard kitchen.
In the backyard kitchen, Wang Cuilian was in charge, Yang Ruolan was putting firewood on the fire, Tuoba Xian was helping to pick vegetables and peel garlic, and Yang Ruolan and Ah Hao's daughter Xiaoya were playing nearby.
Seeing Yang Ruoqing come in, Xiaoya shyly called out, "Aunt Qing."
Yang Ruoqing gently rubbed Xiaoya's little face and said, "Brothers and sisters are out of school. Come back, go play with them in the front yard!”
When Xiaoya heard this, her eyes lit up, she dropped the twig in her hand and ran outside.
(End of this chapter)