When Guihua said this, her eyes turned red and big tears welled up. One hundred to ten thousand\small! said·1kanshu·
The woman quickly turned aside and raised her sleeves to wipe the tears from her eyes.
In the sieve, Xiaoyu could no longer sit upright calmly. Her beautiful eyebrows were lightly frowning, her nose was sore, and tears were about to come out.
"Mom, stop talking. I'll eat it. I'll eat one and taste it," she said.
The sweet-scented osmanthus was so happy that she quickly turned around and came to the side of the sieve.
The woman scooped up a meatball in the bowl with a spoon, blew it gently on her mouth a few times to make sure it didn't burn her mouth, then bent down, stretched out her arm, and carefully delivered the meatball to Xiao Yu's mouth. Around the mouth.
As for Xiaoyu, although her buttocks were still pressed against the stool, she had already leaned forward, raised her head, and opened her mouth to receive the meatballs fed by Osmanthus...
"Is it delicious?" Osmanthus asked with a smile.
Xiaoyu had a meatball in her mouth, and her cheeks were bulging out.
She couldn't speak, so she could only make an intoxicated expression, then give a thumbs up to Osmanthus fragrans and nod repeatedly.
A pleased smile appeared on Osmanthus fragrans' face.
"Eat more if you like. There are still a lot of meatballs in the pot!" Guihua said.
I fed another meatball to Xiaoyu, and Xiaoyu cooperated very well.
When she fed the fifth one, Xiaoyu finally couldn't bear it anymore.
"Mom, I have a small appetite. Eating so many meatballs so early in the morning is enough. You have to leave some room for me to eat two pastries later." She said with a smile.
Osmanthus was stunned for a moment and then smiled.
"Okay, then just eat this much. Mom will send the bowl to the kitchen first and I'll be with you soon."
Xiaoyu nodded.
Looking at Guihua's leaving figure, the smile on Xiaoyu's face dimmed and she sighed softly. One million~ten thousand\small! said ·1kanshu·
"I have eaten these pills. My mother should feel a little better now, right?" she said to herself.
Next to him, Yang Ruoqing, who had been watching quietly, came over with a bowl of brewed tea.
"Poor parents in the world, if you eat it, she should be a little happier now." Yang Ruoqing said.
"Come on, have a few sips of tea and go get rid of the grease."
Looking at the tea bowl brought to him, Xiao Yu reached out to take it and said to Yang Ruoqing: "Thank you, Qing'er."
Yang Ruoqing curled her lips and smiled, pulled up a stool next to her and sat down.
Looking at the bright red wedding dress in front of her, Xiao Yu was sitting in a sieve filled with grains and fruits waiting to be married, and then said: "It is popular here to cry for marriage. When the daughter of a farmer's family gets married, she cries to the death. The more fierce the better."
"But you are different. You are marrying into the Ning family. The Ning family is a prominent family in Qing'an County."
"There must be a lot of guests today. Many people are waiting to see you as the bride."
"Don't cry too much with your makeup. When you get married, just be a little more considerate!" Yang Ruoqing reminded.
Xiaoyu nodded: "I know."
"But, I'm afraid that my mother will cry. As soon as I see my mother cry, I can't help but want to cry too..." she added.
Yang Ruoqing said: "Don't worry, I asked my mother to do ideological work for your mother for several days in advance. She will also be able to control it and won't follow the rhythm... Hehe."
Hearing this, Xiao Yu nodded lightly, "I don't want my mother to cry. This wedding is a happy event. My mother and my father used to hope that I could find a good husband and get married!"
Yang Ruoqing said: "That's what it's like to be a parent. I hope you will grow up quickly, become sensible, and find a good family."
"I wish you would grow up more slowly and be the same little girl that Cheng Huan had in the past and let them feed you."
"These parents are conflicted and entangled in their minds, hey!"
As Yang Ruoqing spoke, she couldn't help but sigh.
I am both a daughter and a mother, and I can really feel this feeling!
The banquet in the main room was still going on, and there was a lot of noise, but in the boudoir here, Yang Ruoqing and Xiao Yu were quietly getting married.
During this period, Luo Fengtang leaned over here with Baby Luo in his arms, and then retracted.
"Tang Yaozi came with the baby, why did he take a quick look and then leave?"
Xiaoyu saw it and asked Yang Ruoqing in surprise.
Yang Ruoqing also saw the father and son. She curled her lips and said with a smile: "It's probably the baby who wants to find me, and Tang Yazi is embarrassed to enter your boudoir where you are getting married, so she pokes her head at the door."
Xiao Yu smiled, "What's the point? Qing'er, go and pick up the baby. I want to get close to her again."
Yang Ruoqing nodded: "I'll take a look."
Then he got up and walked towards the door of the house.
"What's wrong?" She asked Luo Fengtang who was waiting outside at the door of the house.
Luo Fengtang glanced at Baby Luo in his arms: "The baby said he wanted to see the bride, and she wanted flowers and stuff. I didn't quite understand, so I just carried her over to you..."
See the bride? Want flowers?
Yang Ruoqing raised her eyebrows, and suddenly she remembered that when Zhao Liuer got married the day before yesterday, Baby Luo would not eat rice cakes, but loved the velvet flowers on Zhao Liuer's head...
"I understand, leave her to me, and you can go have a banquet!"
Yang Ruoqing said, then took Baby Luo and held it in her arms.
When Baby Luo arrived in Yang Ruoqing's arms, he began to struggle, sticking his little buttocks in Yang Ruoqing's arms and trying to go into the boudoir.
Yang Ruoqing hugged her and didn't move, because she still had something to tell the little girl's father.
"Well, after breakfast later, you have to go and see Uncle Lang off. When you get to Ning's house, try to drink as little as possible. Don't forget that you had a fever two days ago and you just stopped taking medicine."
Facing her instructions, Luo Fengtang's eyes were filled with warmth.
"Well, I listen to my wife and don't drink too much," he said.
"I won't be back until tomorrow. If your stomach feels uncomfortable in the past two days, remember to drink brown sugar water."
He also warned, glancing at her belly.
Of course Yang Ruoqing knew what he was referring to. Wasn't it just her period? She was the mother of the child, so how could she be as delicate as a girl?
However, even if she is not delicate, the feeling of being pampered by him is really good.
"Well, I will, so let's do this for now. You go to eat quickly. The baby is so noisy that I can't stand it any longer. Let's go in first!" she said.
Luo Fengtang glanced at the baby Luo who was about to rebel in Yang Ruoqing's arms and couldn't help laughing.
He raised his hand and gently patted his daughter's butt, then turned around and went to the main room.
Here, Yang Ruoqing also quickly carried Baby Luo into the house.
As soon as he put her on the ground, the little guy couldn't wait to rush towards Xiao Yu.
When Xiaoyu saw Luo Baobao come in, she burst into laughter. She stretched out her arms and made a gesture of hugging him, and even said "Fuck my daughter, do my daughter".
Baby Luo threw himself into Xiaoyu's arms, put his feet up, raised his head, and stretched out his little hand to grab the velvet flower Xiaoyu was wearing on his head.
Everywhere Xiaoyu went, Luo Baobao suddenly grabbed a strand of hair.
"Ouch……"
She couldn't help shouting, "How come this little guy has such strong hands!"
