Yang Ruoqing didn't know whether to laugh or cry, so she had no choice but to carry her over there.
Yang Huamei's sharp eyes saw their mother and daughter, and she shouted excitedly: "Qing'er, come here quickly, come and play here!"
The two sides met victoriously, looked at each other's children, talked about the changes and growth of each other's children in the month of separation, and exchanged experiences and insights.
Yang Ruoqing and Yang Huamei came together, they were both mothers, and the topic of conversation was like a flood that opened the floodgates and got out of control.
"Sister-in-law, I won't talk to you anymore. I haven't gone to the backyard to say hello to my parents yet!" Yang Ruoqing said.
Yang Huamei said: "Okay, okay, you go to the backyard first, and we can continue chatting later."
"Good."
Yang Ruoqing stood up and wanted to carry Baby Luo to the backyard, but the little guy refused to leave.
She cried as soon as she hugged her, but Yang Ruoqing had no idea. Xiaohua and Xiaoduo happened to be coming over from there.
"Hey, Aunt Hua and Aunt Duo are here, let's play with them!"
Yang Ruoqing then handed over Baby Luo to Xiaohua and Xiaoduo. These two girls had long been like sisters to her.
Since Chen'er was lost last time, Xiaohua blamed herself for getting sick.
Now seeing that Yang Ruoqing was relieved to hand over Baby Luo to her, Xiaohua held Baby Luo in her arms with a solemn expression, her eyes never leaving Baby Luo's body.
When Yang Ruoqing saw this scene, she was secretly relieved.
Xiaohua is not to blame for what happened to Chen'er.
Xiaohua has given sincerely to his family in the past few years, and he has already treated her and Xiaoduo as his own sisters.
"If she pees or cries later, take her to the backyard to find me." Yang Ruoqing explained a few more words, then turned and went to the backyard.
In the backyard, the Sun family, the eldest Sun family, Bao Suyun, and the Liu family were all there.
There were a row of basins and buckets on the ground at the door of the kitchen, and the desk in the kitchen was also lifted to the door.
There are meat, fish and so on on the table.
The women were washing, brushing, and chopping, each performing their duties and being very busy.
Mrs. Liu was the first to see Yang Ruoqing coming, put down the half-peeled garlic in her hand and shouted in this direction.
"Ah, Qing'er is here? The moon is gone, and I have really lost a lot of weight. Tsk, tsk, this trip to the south is really hard!" Mrs. Liu said.
Yang Ruoqing gave Mrs. Liu a faint smile, and then greeted the others one by one.
She poked her head into the kitchen, and Jin was there.
She was sitting there preparing firewood. There was an overturned chair beside her. In the middle of the chair with a "mouth" shape, Fu'er was standing inside, holding a piece of candy in his hand and licking it.
Jin herself was slovenly, and Fu'er was naturally not much better.
The color of the clothes on her body seemed like it would never be washed clean.
I should have washed my face in the morning, but it still looked like I hadn't.
There is something dark around the mouth, I don't know what it is.
Yang Ruoqing poked her head inside, smiled with Jin, and then backed out.
"Fifth Aunt, where is my mother?" she asked.
Bao Suyun said: "Your mother is picking vegetables in the small vegetable garden in the backyard."
Yang Ruoqing then went to the backyard.
Sun really picked vegetables there.
It is already late autumn, and the peppers in the small vegetable garden are already in their last batch. Once the last batch is picked, they will no longer grow.
The farmers all call this last batch of peppers the 'Fahe' peppers, and they are also the most delicious.
Stir-fry it with meat or eggs, add some garlic or something, and the two bowls of rice will go down in one go.
When Yang Ruoqing came over, Mrs. Sun was picking these 'cutting' peppers.
"mother!"
Yang Ruoqing called her, and Sun stood up straight and saw Yang Ruoqing approaching.
"Why are you here so early? Why don't you sleep a little longer?" asked Sun with a concerned look on his face.
Yang Ruoqing smiled and shook her head: "I've slept enough, come over and help mother cook."
Mrs. Sun smiled helplessly: "If you two are the same, Tang Yazi also said the same thing when he came here earlier, haha..."
"Oh?" Yang Ruoqing raised her eyebrows.
"He has been here too? When did he come? Why did he come here?" she asked.
Mrs. Sun smiled and said: "The genius came over just after dawn. He helped me fill the water tank in the kitchen and swept the yard and pig pen."
"ah?"
Yang Ruoqing was shocked. They had breakfast together before and didn't even hear him mention it.
"Why, you don't know?" Mrs. Sun was surprised and asked.
Yang Ruoqing smiled and shook her head: "He's still hiding it from me!"
Mrs. Sun also smiled: "Even if Tang Yazi has lost his memory and can't remember the past, but I see, he is still the Tang Yazi from before."
"Honest and honest, just like before." Mrs. Sun said.
Yang Ruoqing nodded. It's easy for a country to change its nature.
What kind of person he is, no matter how hard he formats his memory, the temperament deep in his soul cannot be erased.
"Mom, let me pick peppers for you!"
Yang Ruoqing said, rolling up her sleeves and leaning down, picking them one by one and putting them into a bamboo basket next to them.
Mrs. Sun looked at her...
"Mom, if you want to ask anything, just ask!" Yang Ruoqing said without raising her head.
A daughter is better than a mother. On the other hand, a daughter can also feel what her mother is thinking.
Mrs. Sun then spoke up: "Qing'er, there's something I want to ask, but I'm afraid you won't be able to save face..."
"Mom, we are mother and daughter. There is nothing we can't talk about. Just say it straight away. Holding it in your stomach is not good for your health." Yang Ruoqing said with a smile.
Mrs. Sun looked around, and when she was sure that they were the only mother and daughter in the backyard, Ms. Sun lowered her voice and said, "How have you two slept at night since Tang Yazi lost her memory?"
"Well……"
Yang Ruoqing's head was covered with black lines.
Although she was mentally prepared, Sun was still a little embarrassed when she actually asked the question.
"Qing'er, actually your mother-in-law and your Aunt Cuilian are both concerned about this matter, but it's not convenient for them to ask after all."
"I can only ask as my own mother. Tell me, how do you two sleep now?" After explaining, Mrs. Sun asked again.
Yang Ruoqing smiled: "Mom, this... isn't important. You can tell them that they don't need to pay attention to this..."
Sun said: "No, this matter is very important."
"Qing'er, don't be embarrassed. Tell your mother about this. Don't you and Tang Yazi sleep together?" asked Sun again.
Yang Ruoqing smiled, with a hint of bitterness in her smile.
"Mom, now that he has lost his memory, we are all strangers to him."
"Even if I tell him that I am his wife, without the memory, the feeling will change."
"As for me, my taste will change because of him, and I will be a little unaccustomed to it."
"So, mother, don't rush me, don't rush me, and don't ask questions."
"Give us some time, everything will be fine, everything will go back to how it was before, don't worry."
