Chapter 11437
Generally speaking, what happened in the restaurant today was still a piecemeal matter of someone else's family, and they were entangled endlessly.
Even if Bao Qingtian comes, he may not be able to tell the difference between right and wrong, so he can only live with the situation, take one step at a time, and live as he should.
Lao Yang's family also gave out gifts, and the banquet was half eaten.
When the carriage arrived at the gate of Luo's yard, everyone got out of the car. Only then did Yang Ruoqing realize that none of the women who went to the town's restaurants to have a banquet were fuel-efficient.
Although the banquet was only halfway through, things happened, and everyone's attention was no longer on the dishes at the banquet.
But——
When the waiter came to clear away the dishes, they stopped him and asked him to bring the packing boxes.
All the dishes on the table were packed up, and even the soup and water were packed in two large buckets of insulated food boxes by Tan and taken away.
"Qing'er, this is what your aunt and I packed. You can take it all. Your father and I can handle it by eating clear soup noodles at night."
After everyone dispersed, Mrs. Sun handed a pile of packed food to Yang Ruoqing.
Although it was already cold, Yang Ruoqing's keen sense of smell still caught the aroma of roasted chicken through the kraft paper bag, lotus leaf bag, or rice dumpling leaves.
"Mom, you and my aunt are so clever. We have learned how to pack." Yang Ruoqing took the things with a smile and carried them in her hands. They were heavy. Apparently there were other things besides roast chicken.
Mrs. Sun smiled sheepishly, the night covering the redness on her face, "No, neither of us wants to pack it up. There is no need to pack up the things from my daughter's restaurant."
"Then what is this?" Yang Ruoqing shook the thing in her hand.
Mrs. Sun said: "After Bamei and Liu'er packed it up, they shared it with everyone. Each family got two or three kinds of dishes. In your hand, there are six kinds in total."
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Yang Ruoqing raised her eyebrows, "Isn't this too rich? Mom, you and my dad don't have to deal with noodle soup at night. Come over to my house and we can deal with the two of you together so we can talk."
Mrs. Sun turned around to look for Yang Huazhong, trying to hear his thoughts. Yang Huazhong was busy driving the carriage to the yard. Hearing this, he waved his hand to Mrs. Sun and said, "Listen to my daughter, she has no shortage of people to light the fire. We We still have to light a fire in this courtyard.”
It was dark, and there didn't seem to be much firewood in the kitchen. Even if I wanted to make clear soup noodles, I still had to go to the woodshed to get firewood, which was a lot of things.
By the time I finished eating the noodles and washing the pots and dishes, it was already late at night.
Mrs. Sun looked at Yang Huazhong's back leading the carriage away, and guessed that he was probably exhausted from all the hard work he had done throughout the day.
After all, after Xu Qiaohong was sent to the hospital in the afternoon, the third child went to the hospital, a restaurant, and Meier's residence, and finally drove a carriage to bring everyone back.
"Okay, Qing'er, I'll go there with you."
No matter what other families do, the main hall of the Luo family is brightly lit.
This is not only true in the hall, but also in the courtyard. Lanterns are hung and the courtyard is also very bright.
Luo Baobao was leading a horse, with Tuan Tuan sitting on its back.
Tuan Tuan fell asleep on the carriage earlier, and woke up when she was about to get off the carriage at the door of her house. When she woke up, she saw, well, my sister was back, and she took Yuanyuan on a big horse ride. Tuantuan quits now!
Shaoyao, Ping An, and Wang Cuilian all coaxed him and asked his sister to take him to ride horses on the official road at the gate tomorrow day, okay?
The answer is definitely no!
Finally, Baobao Luo brought the horse over, lifted Tuantuan onto the horse's back, and led him around in circles in the front yard.
Tuantuan was very nervous. Sitting on the horse, her little body was tense. Listening to her sister Luo Baobao's instructions, her calf carefully clamped the horse's belly tightly, and her hands also held the horse's mane. His palms were sweaty, his little face was not serious, his mouth was pursed tightly, and he was sitting on the horse with all his concentration, feeling the rhythmic steps of the horse under him, nervousness mixed with excitement.
Not only was Baobao Luo leading the horse and Tuan Tuan for a walk in the yard, but beside him, Shaoyao was holding Yuanyuan and watching. Yuanyuan seemed to be unfinished, and she was eager to give it a try several times.
Not only that, Yuanyuan also acted as a 'teacher'. She was held in Shaoyao's arms and raised her head to look at Tuan Tuan's horse. Yuanyuan would remind him of this and give him instructions with her milky voice from time to time.
This also made Pian Hexing, who was waiting next to him, laugh.
Even Blacksmith Luo came out of the backyard, holding a small copper donkey to warm his hands, and stood under the lantern at the door of the hall, smiling at the lively scene in front of him.
Yang Ruoqing brought Sun in and passed by Tuantuan on horseback. Sun was surprised and happy, and praised: "My Tuanbao is really capable, I can even sit down and ask Dongdong."
Tuantuan was now focused on stabilizing his body and finding a dynamic balance between his body and the horse's stride.
This is an instinct of the little guy, so he concentrated on it. When faced with Sun's praise, he went in and out of his left ear and did not respond.
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Mrs. Sun was startled, a little puzzled, and whispered: "What's wrong with this child? Are you afraid that the horse's back is too high to frighten you so you don't dare to utter a sound?"
She subconsciously wanted to remind Luo Baobao to take Tuantuan down, but before she could say anything, Yang Ruoqing stopped her.
"Mom, just worry about it. Tuantuan is riding a horse immersively. Don't disturb him."
"Huh? You're not scared, are you? As long as you're not scared..."
"Let's go to the main room and let them play. With the big sister Bao Bao here, they will be fine."
Yang Ruoqing herself is at Luo Baobao's age, and the child is already two years old...
Therefore, she absolutely believed in her daughter Luo Baobao, believing that although she was still a carefree girl in front of herself and Luo Fengtang, in private, her eighteen-year-old daughter had already grown up quietly, both physically and mentally. They have all become mature, stable, and worthy of trust.
Seeing Yang Ruoqing coming with Sun, Blacksmith Luo and Wang Cuilian both took their eyes away from their grandson on horseback and turned to greet Sun kindly and warmly.
Mrs. Sun responded with a smile, came to Blacksmith Luo, and asked a few questions about Blacksmith Luo's physical condition today.
Blacksmith Luo said: "My children are filial, give me the best doctor, take the best medicine, and take good care of me. My illness will get better day by day."
Mrs. Sun nodded repeatedly, "That's good, that's good. They should be filial to you."
Yang Ruoqing was also accompanying her, with a smile as usual on her face, but the feeling in her heart could only be felt by herself and Luo Fengtang, who was far away on the road.
The uncle said in a hoarse voice that his body was getting better day by day, which made Yang Ruoqing have mixed feelings in her heart.
Although the cough and other problems have been suppressed, the vocal cords have left post-traumatic sequelae. If this problem is not properly resolved, the possibility of subsequent voice loss is very high...