At night, Yang Ruoqing and Luo Fengtang took Luo Baobao to their parents' house next door for dinner.
"Sister, my mother has been in the kitchen since the sun has set. She said that today is your birthday, and she has to prepare some of your favorite dishes to reward you."
As soon as Yang Ruoqing and the others entered the courtyard of Yang Huazhong's house, Xiao An greeted them.
"Tonight, we are all holding the clothes of a birthday girl like you, sister, and we are all blessed!" Xiao An said.
Yang Ruoqing raised her hand and tapped Xiao An's forehead lightly: "What do you mean by holding the corner of my clothes? My mother treats all our brothers and sisters equally. Don't forget that when you celebrated your birthday last time, my mother specially made love to you. The fried meatballs you ate were sent to the Ministry of War in Qing’an County by our father for you!”
Xiao An raised his hand to cover his forehead and grinned.
"Of course I remember it, how could I forget it? However, today is your birthday, sister. You are the birthday girl, you are the oldest!"
"Tonight I am willing to drive for you, sister, in front of and behind the horse, no matter what!" Xiao An said with joy.
"Seriously?" Yang Ruoqing stopped walking and asked him.
Seeing Yang Ruoqing's burning eyes, Xiao An suddenly felt a chill down his back and had a bad feeling.
"Sister, it's nothing. We have to set a prerequisite..." Xiao An quickly added.
"Don't worry, your sister I won't let you do anything like murder, arson, burning, killing and looting." Yang Ruoqing said with a smile.
"I'll just ask you to sing a song for us, what do you think? Do you want to sing?" she asked.
Brother Xiao An's voice is very nice, a bit neutral and a little hoarse.
This is slightly different from his appearance, which gives the impression of a tall, strong boy with a dark complexion, a strong young man.
People who don't know him will think that he is a careless straight man.
Just when he spoke, the feeling was completely different.
The cleverness and liveliness in my childhood have evolved into the humor and humor I have today. When I speak, I feel gentle and easy to get along with.
He is a straight man and a warm-hearted young man. A young man with such a personality and appearance is the type that aunts and sisters-in-law like to tease most when walking outside.
"Singing?" Xiao An chuckled, "There's no problem with singing, but I'll sing it to you in private later. I'll make sure your ears get calluses when I sing!"
Yang Ruoqing rolled her eyes at him: "You're such a bastard, who wants you to sing in private? I want you to sing in front of us all. It's a birthday show to entertain everyone."
"No way?" Xiao An couldn't help shouting, "Sister, I was wrong, please forgive me, I will never dare to tease you casually again!"
Yang Ruoqing crossed her arms in front of her chest and looked at Xiao An with a smile.
"I've already thought about what song I want you to sing later," she continued.
Hearing the conversation between her mother and her uncle, Baby Luo also became excited. She ran to the other side of Xiao An, hugged Xiao An's arm and said, "Uncle, don't panic. If you don't know how to sing, I can teach you. I I can sing many, many beautiful songs!”
"Then what song are you going to teach me?" Xiao An asked casually.
Baby Luo tilted his head and thought seriously: "Pig's Song..."
"Pigs still have songs? How can they sing?" Xiao An asked again.
Luo Baobao cleared his throat, raised his hand to press his nose with a finger, and said directly: "Pig, your nose has two holes..."
"puff!"
Xiao An laughed like a pig.
Yang Ruoqing and Luo Fengtang also couldn't help laughing.
Xiao An tried his best to stop laughing, touched Baobao Luo's head and said, "Good niece, tell your uncle quickly, where did you learn this weird song?"
Luo Baobao pointed at Yang Ruoqing: "My mother taught me. My mother also taught me many other songs, Joyful, Catching Loaches, Rainbow Little Pony..."
Luo Baobao listed out a long list of song titles, each one cuter than the last. Xiao An's eyebrows jumped as he listened.
Sister Xindao just said that she had already thought of the songs. Could it be that she just wanted him to sing these? Xiao An's cheeks were hot, and she felt like a big word "embarrassed" was written on her face.
"If you don't want to sing, I won't force you." Yang Ruoqing seemed to have seen through Xiao An's inner murmur and said with a smile.
"However, if your brother-in-law and I go to the Sword-making Villa next time and see some magic weapons, we will naturally just take a look and leave. We won't bring them to you, hahaha..."
When it comes to magical weapons, it is Xiao An's favorite, and his eyes suddenly light up.
"Sister, don't, don't, don't be like this, I promise to give you a show tonight." Xiao An said.
"But I have to recruit people to perform with me, right?" he asked again.
Yang Ruoqing nodded, "Yes."
Xiao An became excited, leaned over and whispered a few words into Luo Baobao's ear.
Luo Baobao's eyes suddenly lit up, and she nodded repeatedly: "Uncle, let's hurry up!"
So, the uncle and nephew hit it off immediately and ran to the backyard to figure out what happened between them.
Looking at their running backs, Luo Fengtang said with a smile: "The two of them are very mysterious, and I don't know what tricks they will come up with later."
Yang Ruoqing also smiled, "I really envy our daughter, who is so pampered by her uncles, and my youngest brother. Although he looks tall and powerful, his heart is still the same tiger-headed Xiao An, with a childlike innocence. Not lost."
Luo Fengtang said: "Seventeen or eighteen years old is the age when you like to play and make trouble, so this is the best!"
Yang Ruoqing thought about it. She was seventeen or eighteen years old. In modern times, wouldn't she be in her third year of high school?
The most splendid years of adolescence, being playful and laughing are what this age should have.
Too young and mature, with a calm mind, like Da'an. Although excellence is beyond the reach of Xiao An, Da'an lacks the happiness that Xiao An enjoys.
"Qing'er, let's go into the house and let the two of them mess around." Luo Fengtang reached out and took Yang Ruoqing's hand and said.
Yang Ruoqing nodded, and the two of them entered the main room side by side.
In the main room, Yang Huazhong and Da'an Xiaoduofeng'er were all there, but Sun and Xiaohua were not seen.
Apparently, the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law were busy working in the backyard kitchen.
Seeing Yang Ruoqing come in, everyone gathered around and said good luck and wishes.
Da'an held Feng'er in his arms. At his prompting, Feng'er put his hands together and bowed to Yang Ruoqing: "Feng'er wishes my aunt to be as blessed as the East China Sea and live longer than Nanshan Mountain. May you have this morning every year, and may you be blessed and prosperous every year... …Thirty-three……"
There were probably a few more words behind it, but Feng'er couldn't remember it, so the little guy turned to Da'an for help.
Daan's lips moved and he read out one word.
Feng'er immediately remembered it and continued: "Full of happiness, wealth and longevity, you will always be young and beautiful!"
"Oh, my Feng'er is so awesome. Can you say such good auspicious words?" Yang Ruoqing was overjoyed and raised her hand to stroke Feng'er's head, "Especially the last sentence, my aunt listened so cutely. Thank you Feng'er Jinkouji." Yanha!"
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