After saying this, Yang Ruoqing sat back and then took the shoes for Lao Suntou.
If Old Yangtou and Tan just sent someone to have a banquet at a restaurant in the town, then this matter would be over.
Everyone is happy and happy.
If neither Lao Yangtou nor the Tan family goes, it will be a clear sign that they are not giving the Sun family face.
Last time Lao Yang celebrated his sixtieth birthday, the Sun family gave him a generous gift.
If Old Yangtou and Mrs. Tan were trying to argue over each other at the banquet this time, deliberately trying to show off their face, then she would have to reconsider giving money to gift boxes during festivals in the future.
Sun glanced at Yang Ruoqing and then at Yang Huazhong.
"Dad Qing'er, what should we do now?" she asked.
Yang Huazhong took a deep breath and said, "Do as my daughter says."
"Then if your parents really don't go to town, what will I say when my parents ask?" asked Sun again.
Yang Huazhong said: "I will tell you the truth when the time comes."
"Hey, that's all we can do." Mrs. Sun said.
After Yang Huazhong went out to do other things, Yang Ruoqing said to the sighing Sun, "Mom, don't worry, just follow what I know about my grandparents."
"My grandma probably won't go. As for my father, he wants to save face and doesn't like being talked about. He should probably go," she said.
"Seriously?" asked Sun.
Yang Ruoqing nodded, "Well, just wait and see. There are still a few days."
Sun finally felt a little relieved.
Just as Yang Ruoqing expected, when the dinner was being cooked, Old Yang came over.
The old man and Yang Huazhong were talking in the main room, while Yang Ruoqing helped Sun cook dinner in the backyard.
When dinner was about to begin, the old man had already left.
"Master Qing'er, come here, what's the matter?" Mrs. Sun asked quickly.
On Yang Huazhong's face, the gloom that had shrouded him for most of the day finally dissipated.
"Dad is here to ask how we will arrange to go to the town on the eighth day of the Lunar New Year? Or we should arrange a horse-drawn carriage or an ox-cart or something." He said.
"So, Mr. Qing'er is willing to go to town to have a banquet?" Sun asked in surprise.
Yang Huazhong nodded, "Yes, that's what I mean!"
Mrs. Sun became even happier, and a stone weighing on her heart finally fell.
"Qing'er, you really expected me, you are really a good fortune teller," said Sun.
Yang Ruoqing curled her lips, and with Old Yangtou as her representative, it would not be so conspicuous whether Tan went there or not.
After all, in a banker's house, men are usually the representatives when going to other people's houses for banquets or whatever.
"Qing'er, how are we, relatives and friends, going to go to town then? The carriages you have there, mine and your fourth uncle's, cannot accommodate so many people, so we will probably have to send an ox cart. "
Yang Huazhong was counting on his fingers.
Sun said: "In addition to relatives, there are many people in the village who have good relations with our family, and I guess they will also come to celebrate."
"Some people don't even have oxcarts. We can't let them go to town," the woman said.
Yang Ruoqing smiled while stroking her hands, and said: "Father, mother, you are really worrying so much, don't forget, we have a motorcade!"
"The four or five tables of guests were all sent to the town by the convoy at once. After they had eaten and drank enough, they were sent back to the village. How convenient it was!" she said.
Yang Huazhong patted his head and said, "Look at my elm-headed head, I'm really slow to turn. Yes, we Qing'er have a fleet, so it's convenient."
Hearing this, Mrs. Sun felt completely relieved.
The woman said happily: "Hurry up and have your supper. After eating, I will hurry up and make clothes."
Yang Ruoqing herself was not in a hurry to eat, but found a few large bowls, filled them with rice and vegetables, and fastened them tightly to prevent the temperature from passing away.
Then he put it into a bamboo basket, covered it with it, and put it in his arms.
"Qing'er, the three of you can eat this meal. I'm worried it's not enough." Mrs. Sun looked at the basket and said.
Yang Ruoqing curled her lips, "That's enough. My mother-in-law and I usually eat less at night, and my baby doesn't dare to let her eat too much for fear of accumulating food at night."
Mrs. Sun said: "Well, your mother-in-law has a hard enough time raising children. You can say more considerate words so that she can feel warm in her heart."
Yang Ruoqing smiled and nodded, "I know," and then glanced at Yang Huazhong beside her: "Dad, you and mother should eat quickly. I'll go over first and come back tomorrow."
Yang Huazhong said: "Don't be in a hurry to eat. I'll take you there first. It's getting dark today."
After leaving this courtyard gate, you can only walk a few steps before entering her own courtyard gate. It doesn't matter if it's dark.
What's more, she is an agent. Who dares to steal money and sex during this ten-step journey? Then it was probably the King of Hell who came to urge me.
"Dad, you really don't have to, just go ahead and eat." She said.
Yang Huazhong said: "No, Tang Yazi is not at home, so I'd better send him off."
Yang Ruoqing couldn't resist, and the father and daughter left the house together.
Yang Huazhong sent Yang Ruoqing to Tuoba Xian before leaving.
After eating and drinking, Yang Ruoqing picked up Baby Luo and said, "Mom, you are exhausted from taking care of the baby during the day. Just rest early at night and the baby can sleep with me."
Tuoba Xian smiled lovingly and nodded.
As soon as he arrived at his house, Baby Luo struggled to crawl onto the bed.
"Wash your little face first, and then wash your little butt before going to bed, otherwise it will stink." Yang Ruoqing said.
Put Baby Luo in the stroller made by Luo Fengtang and push him directly into the bathroom.
Soon the mother and daughter were both clean and returned to the house. Baby Luo was crawling on the turtle on the large and spacious bed, crawling very energetically.
Yang Ruoqing folded a quilt into a long strip and blocked it beside the bed.
He dragged the table to the bedside and sorted out some business account books there.
He glanced at the bed from time to time and teased her a few times.
Time passed bit by bit, and the night gradually became deeper.
Yang Ruoqing yawned, turned her head and looked at the bed, frowning.
Is this really just a child who is almost one year old?
This energy, this physical strength, awesome!
"Little guy, it's time to go to bed. Let's crawl again tomorrow!"
After putting away the account books, pulling the table back to its original position, Yang Ruoqing came to the bedside.
He fed Baby Luo a few sips of warm water, forced her to urinate some monkey urine, and began to undress her.
This little man is extremely powerful.
When she doesn't want to sleep, if you want to take off her clothes, the difficulty level is five stars.
"Ah! Well..."
Baby Luo howled, waving his short arms and legs, exerting all his energy to suck the milk, and resisted.
"Are you a hard-nosed person? You're still up so late?" Yang Ruoqing was made to sweat by her.
He couldn't bear to fight, so he had to lift her up in front of him and glare at her.
"You have to know that you are a little person. This is Changping Village, these Shiliba Villages, and even the entire Qingshui Town."
"At this point in time, I'm afraid you are the only one still crawling on the bed." Yang Ruoqing said with a deliberately dark face.
Luo Baobao pursed his lips, looking angry, and stared at Yang Ruoqing with a very disdainful look.
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