"Gifts that can be easily bought with gold and silver are no match for a sincere heart." Yang Ruoqing said.
"These flowers and this cake are worth a thousand dollars!" she added.
Luo Fengtang was startled for a moment, and then, with a moved expression on his face, he took her into his arms.
She held something in one hand and held his waist with the other, wishing the years would be peaceful and you would be by her side year after year.
Yang Ruoqing inserted the bouquet of flowers into a hollow carved wooden bottle and placed it in the most conspicuous place in the room.
Every night before going to bed, when you wake up in the morning, or when you are reading and calculating at the desk, you can see them as soon as you raise your head and open your eyes.
And even though she was reluctant to eat the steamed cake, she still couldn't overcome her mother's love.
When they saw the two little guys sitting there, holding small forks in their little hands to fork the chicken cakes into their mouths, eating them with gusto, Yang Ruoqing and Luo Fengtang looked at each other and smiled again.
This year's eighteenth birthday, both the mother's family and the husband's family put a lot of thought into it.
Mrs. Sun cooked a large table of delicious dishes and called the two families together.
Tuoba Xian gave Yang Ruoqing an ancestral jade bracelet on her wrist, and Wang Cuilian personally accepted a pair of shoes for Yang Ruoqing.
Over at the Sun family, Mrs. Sun even received shoes and red envelopes.
On this eighteenth birthday, Yang Ruoqing was surrounded by deep affection and blessings. From the moment she got up in the morning to the time she climbed into bed at night, the smile on her face never faded.
"Qing'er, are you happy today?"
When Luo Fengtang came out of the bathroom and lay down on the bed, he found Yang Ruoqing still leaning there, smiling with the corners of her mouth raised.
He was also very happy, came over and asked.
Yang Ruoqing turned her head and looked at him.
"You each prepared birthday gifts for me so carefully, of course I am happy." She said.
I had more than 20 birthdays in my previous life, and I had never enjoyed such treatment.
In this life, I really fell into a honeypot, Yang Ruoqing thought to herself.
Luo Fengtang raised his hand and stroked her head, "As long as you are happy, life only lasts a few decades. No matter what happens, we should always think about happiness. We will be happy like this for the rest of our lives. It’s over.”
Yang Ruoqing nodded, "Yes, everyone is happy, that's true happiness, but..."
"Just what?" he asked.
Yang Ruoqing said: "You all celebrate my birthday, but every time you celebrate your birthday, you are always in the military camp."
"Forget about preparing a gift for you, I don't even have a chance to cook a hard-boiled egg for you."
"When I think about it, I feel a little uncomfortable," she said.
Luo Fengtang was startled for a moment, then smiled gently.
"Silly girl, you don't have to worry about this. I'm a man. Men are different from women. There's no need for that." He said.
"But, men are human beings too, and they also need care!" She raised her head and defended.
The green silk hair fell down as softly as water and draped behind her.
When she raised her head to defend herself, a trace of flush appeared on her pretty face.
The white clothes were spotless. At the neckline, a snowy neck as long as a white swan was exposed. The skin, as white as jade, extended downwards, making him daydream and fascinated...
Catching this subtle change in him, Yang Ruoqing smiled clearly.
She sat up and leaned over, and a pair of arms as soft as willow branches gently wrapped around his neck.
"I haven't prepared any gifts for you before, so tonight, I will give you myself as a gift. Do you want it?"
She breathed into his ear like orchid, and her eyes that could speak were as charming as autumn waves.
Luo Fengtang's fire was ignited in an instant, making his eyes red.
"Yes, much, much more!"
Panting, he hugged her, turned over and pressed her down...
That night, he used his actions to prove his words, 'Many, many more...'
There were really many, many times, so many times that Yang Ruoqing almost couldn't bear it and couldn't afford it.
Why is this man always so passionate and full of desire?
Don't they all say that after a long time of being together, a couple loses the feeling, like the left hand holding the right hand?
Why couldn't he resist her teasing even if he didn't reply?
Forehead……
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"Zhou Wang and the others don't know what's going on. They agreed to come over on the fifth and sixth day of the lunar month. It's already the eighth day of the lunar month and they haven't seen you yet. Could it be that something happened?"
When they had breakfast together, Blacksmith Luo couldn't help but express his doubts at the dinner table.
Luo Fengtang and Yang Ruoqing looked at each other, neither of them understood what was going on.
When households pay New Year's greetings, young people gather around their relatives before the seventh day of the Lunar New Year.
Then the old people will also go out for a walk, usually after the tenth day of the lunar month.
Moreover, it is already the eighth day of the Lunar New Year, and even Yang Yongxian was 'discharged' and returned to the village yesterday.
But Zhou Wang and the others haven't come over to pay New Year's greetings yet, so it's a bit strange.
Wang Cuilian came over with a bowl of steamed dumplings and said to Blacksmith Luo: "If they hadn't come over, there's a good chance that something happened. Either Zhou Xia or Xiao Huan, both of them are pregnant. !”
Blacksmith Luo frowned, the man looked worried.
Luo Fengtang said: "Uncle, please wait another day. If they haven't come today, I will go to Zhoujiacun tomorrow to see what happened to my cousin and the others."
Blacksmith Luo said: "You don't need to go. I will go and take a look at it myself when the time comes. You can stay at home and help Qing'er take care of the child."
In the morning.
Yang Ruoqing went to the pond at the entrance of the village to wash clothes, Tuoba Xian and Wang Cuilian were taking care of their children at home, and Luo Fengtang and Ah Hao went hunting in the mountains together.
There are two grandmothers taking care of the children, and the children have grown up now. Sometimes Yang Ruoqing and Luo Fengtang don't need to worry too much and can free up their hands to do a lot of their own things.
In addition, it is the beginning of spring again, and the snow on Mianniu Mountain behind the village has begun to melt. It is time for the beasts of all sizes to wake up after sleeping all winter.
So Luo Fengtang and Ah Hao, the brothers-in-law, went hunting in the mountains together.
On the one hand, Luo Fengtang did it for fun, and on the other hand, he wanted to change the appetite of his wife, children and elders at home.
Ahao is selling money purely for hunting.
Yang Ruolan will give birth in more than a month. Once the child is born, he will have an extra mouth to eat.
Although Ah Hao is now working with the transportation team and can earn enough money to support his family of three, but as a man, he cannot be content with the status quo.
The house was rented by Yang Ruoqing and Luo Fengtang, and there was not even half an acre of land.
Therefore, he has to work harder to make money, build a house, purchase fields, take root in Changping Village and spread his branches.
Thinking of all this, Ahao's steps up the mountain became more vigorous and powerful.
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