Yang Ruoqing accompanied Luo Fengtang to Luo Baobao's house. At this time, Luo Baobao had just returned from sword practice. He had twisted a handkerchief and was standing there washing his face and wiping his neck.
Seeing Yang Ruoqing and Luo Fengtang come in, Luo Baobao was surprised for a moment, and then showed a bright and joyful smile: "Dad, mother, why did you come to my house so early in the morning? What, are you my dad? Do you want to test whether my boxing and kicking skills have improved?"
Yang Ruoqing smiled and looked at the clothes Luo Baobao was wearing.
For the convenience of practicing martial arts, cotton-padded clothes and trousers are not allowed to be worn. What is worn is thin short autumn clothes and long trousers with velvet. The waist is tied tightly with a belt, and the trousers are also tied into socks. and in shoes.
“Hurry up and wipe it, then change your clothes and put on your cotton-padded jacket. Don’t catch a cold!”
Before Yang Ruoqing had time to remind Baobao Luo to put on more clothes, a man next to her had already expressed concern first.
Luo Fengtang put down these words, turned around and left the house first, and went to the door to wait.
The eldest male avoids his mother, and the eldest daughter avoids her father. On this point, Luo Fengtang is very measured even if he loves his daughter and likes to be with her.
Yang Ruoqing and Luo Baobao looked at each other. Both mother and daughter were amused by Luo Fengtang's words and actions.
Baby Luo said: "Mom, my dad is so cute, have you noticed?"
Yang Ruoqing also smiled and nodded: "I have discovered it a long time ago. Outsiders cannot understand and dare not imagine this side of him. Only we know."
And according to Yang Ruoqing's understanding and observation of Luo Fengtang, he is treating Luo Fengtang. The attitudes of sons and daughters are also completely different.
Facing Dazhi and Chener, he is indeed a majestic father.
Facing Tuan Yuanyuan and his two ignorant young sons, who are also his ‘old sons’, Luo Fengtang is no longer so dignified, and even teases, coaxes, and tells stories.
Perhaps this is because he wants to make up for the father's love that he lacked in Chen'er before in his two young sons, Tuan Yuanyuan.
But when facing Luo Baobao, Luo Fengtang became a completely different person.
The best way to describe it is in three words, ‘daughter slave’!
"Come, let me help you wipe it together. Let's change our clothes quickly so that your father can stop blowing the cold wind outside the house for a while."
Yang Ruoqing stepped forward. , helped Baby Luo tidy up together, and soon the two of them were done. Baby Luo changed back into his cotton-padded jacket and trousers, and his clothes were neatly dressed.
“Her dad, come in.”
Following Yang Ruoqing's shout, Luo Fengtang hesitated for another five seconds before opening the door and entering the house again.
At this time, Luo Baobao was already sitting on the stool, holding a small bronze mirror as big as the palm of her hand. Yang Ruoqing was standing behind her, helping her rearrange her hair.
As I said before, when I went to practice martial arts, my hair was tied into a high ponytail for convenience.
I am going to Zhoujia Village to pay New Year greetings tomorrow morning, so I have to change my bun.
After Luo Fengtang entered the house, he sat down on the chair opposite Luo Baobao, and his eyes fell on his daughter, truly looking at her from her hair to her toes.
And that look... Yang Ruoqing peeked at her. To be honest, if it weren't for the fact that Baby Luo was born in her own womb, the fruit of her love with Luo Fengtang, and the exchange and recombination of genetic cells, she would have such a precious girl... As a stepmother, Yang Ruoqing would really be jealous when she saw the way Luo Fengtang looked at Baby Luo!
The full love and attachment really overflowed from his eyes. This man is really awesome. Before he had a daughter, he only had eyes for her as his wife.
Since I have a daughter, as long as my daughter is around, my daughter-in-law seems to be less fragrant than my daughter.
How strange! Are you loved and loved by so many of your own daughters? It is estimated that he regarded his only daughter Luo Baobao as the most perfect work in his life.
Daughters are sweet, but sons are smelly.
"Dad, why are you looking at me like this? If you have anything to say, just say it, hehe."
In the end, it was Baby Luo who was the first to break the silence.
Luo Fengtang coughed and cleared his throat.
"Daughter, your mother told me everything about you and Bingbing..."
"Dad, isn't it? As for what happened between Bingbing and I, didn't I report everything to you in the book between father and daughter earlier..."
"Ah ? Yes, yes, dad remembered that you did tell me something." Luo Fengtang said, "But Bingbing and the others came to us. I only found out about the marriage proposal this morning.”
“Okay, I understand, what next?”
Baobao Luo was smiling. She asked, but the face of the old father sitting opposite her was so bitter that it could squeeze out bitterness.
While Yang Ruoqing neatly tied up Luo Baobao's hair, she secretly glanced at the face of a man opposite him. She really felt sorry for him and wanted to laugh at him. She was almost hurt from holding it in.
"Daughter, to be honest, you are still young and you are really not too busy to get married." Luo Fengtang organized his thoughts, cleared his throat again, put a smile on his face and began to brainwash Baby Luo.
"Dad, I will be seventeen after the Chinese New Year. Many girls at my age have already given birth to babies!"
"No, look at your red sleeves. Aunt, and your Aunt Xiaoyu, They are already in their twenties, so they are still waiting to be married!"
"Oh no, you are really my biological father!" Luo Baobao opened his eyes exaggeratedly, "You It’s normal not to take these around me For example, my aunts, aunts, and cousins, you give me Aunt Hongxiu, Aunt Xiaoyu, for example, Dad, are they ordinary women? woman Ah!”
Luo Fengtang was also a little embarrassed, touched his nose, and glanced at Yang Ruoqing from the corner of his eye. Yang Ruoqing knew that he couldn’t defeat his daughter in terms of eloquence, so he wanted to get help from the outside. .
"Baby, although your father's analogy is a bit strange, mother can tell you as someone who has lived through it. It is not right for your aunts, aunts, and cousins to have children at the age of fifteen or sixteen!"< br>
“Not most people in this world are There is nothing wrong with what you do. The truth is sometimes in the hands of a few people. "
"You, weren't you the one who gave birth to me and my brother when you were sixteen? Why am I older than you? I'm two years old, can't I have my own little family?" Baby Luo turned around and asked.
Yang Ruoqing smiled softly: "Your dad and I were in different situations at the time. Your dad was four or five years older than me, and he was in the military camp all year round."
"Those who have been through life and death, let me just say this To put it bluntly, your father and I were actually a little hasty in getting married at that time. , I was very afraid that your father would not know that moment on the battlefield, and I also decided that I would never marry another man except your father in this life, so I married him regardless of my lack of health. He, I want to stay for him, do you understand?" (End of Chapter)