After breakfast the next day, Luo Fengtang drove the carriage out, parked it in the yard, and then carried the gifts for Xiaoduo and the others into the carriage one by one.
At the same time, in the room, in front of the bronze mirror on the dressing table, Luo Baobao was sitting there making various funny expressions to herself in the bronze mirror. Yang Ruoqing was holding her hair in one hand and holding a comb in the other hand, holding it in her mouth. A few headbands to tie her hair were not enough to hold her head and six arms, but this girl still tilted her head and twisted her neck, making her not at all restless.
After a lot of effort, the girl's hair was finally combed, with eyebrow-length bangs in the front, a strand of hair pulled up from both sides of the ears, and braided close to the scalp, using colorful hair in the middle. The hair is bound with a rope, and the two braids finally meet at the top of the head, and then are twisted into a majestic bun, decorated with a pink rabbit ear velvet flower.
The remaining hair hangs down in two elegant little braids along the neck, and a few strands of hair are hooked by the ears with a comb to float.
Oval face, thick eyebrows, big eyes, straight nose bridge, moist red lips, the corners of the lips are always raised.
Coupled with a sapphire blue double-breasted cotton-padded jacket, and a golden longevity lock hanging around his neck, Luo Baobao was stunned when he looked at his makeup in the bronze mirror.
"Wow, is this still me? I don't even recognize myself!"
She raised her hand and grabbed the rabbit ear velvet flower on her head, excited.
Yang Ruoqing looked at her daughter with a smile in her eyes.
Luo Fengtang happened to come in, "I have moved all the things to the car. Have you two packed them properly?"
"Dad, look at me!"
Luo Baobao turned around, dropped his hands to his sides, straightened his back and winked at Luo Fengtang's playful look.
Luo Fengtang was stunned for a moment and looked at her: "What's wrong?"
"Dad, look at me!" the little girl lightly tapped her foot and said again.
Monk Luo Fengtang was confused now and blinked: "I saw it, what's wrong, girl?"
Luo Baobao rolled his eyes anxiously.
Luo Fengtang became even more confused and turned to Yang Ruoqing for help.
Yang Ruoqing suppressed her laughter, pointed to her head, and gave a hint.
Luo Fengtang had an epiphany.
"Ah ha, this bun is so beautiful and elegant!" He praised loudly and gave Baby Luo a thumbs up.
Luo Baobao finally smiled and pulled a small braid hanging in front of him, "Dad, it's true, it took me so long to tell you. I won't show it to you. I'll go find Grandpa and Grandma to see it."
The little girl ran out of the house.
Here, Luo Fengtang took his eyes away from her and said to Yang Ruoqing: "Not to mention, our daughter really looks girly when she dresses like this, she looks good!"
Yang Ruoqing smiled and turned around to tidy up the dressing table. She picked up a comb and leaned over to comb her bangs. She said, "A woman's eighteenth transformation is not something she says casually. Besides, I'm just going to say something about myself. I don't care about my daughter." Whether it’s like you or me, it’s impossible to be ugly.”
Luo Fengtang came over, looked at Yang Ruoqing in the mirror, and said with a smile: "I am ugly, mainly because my wife is beautiful, and that's why I gave birth to a beautiful daughter."
Yang Ruoqing looked at the "ugly face" he had in front of her and burst into laughter.
"Marquis Zhongyong is invincible in power, but he is also handsome and looks like Pan An. Every time he returns home in triumph and walks on Chang'an Street, he charms so many young girls and young daughters-in-law into their hearts. I am so jealous!" she said! .
Luo Fengtang laughed loudly, raised his hand to hold her waist, and said something in her ear.
As soon as he finished speaking, she pinched his arm.
Her face turned red as if she had been drunk, and she said angrily to him: "You naughty guy, why don't you hurry up and catch the car to visit relatives!"
Luo Fengtang smiled even more heartily and took her hand: "The carriage has been hitched a long time ago, just waiting for you two."
Go to pick up Daan and Xiaohua at the gate of Yang Huazhong's house next door.
When Mrs. Sun saw Baby Luo's outfit, she couldn't help but praise her again, which made Baby Luo feel a little embarrassed. She sat in the carriage and grabbed the pillow next to her and held it in her arms, smiling secretly.
"Mom, go back, we're on the bus." Yang Ruoqing let Xiaohua enter the car first, then stuffed the Fuwa into Xiaohua's arms, turned around and told Sun and Yang Huazhong.
Sun originally wanted to go, but she got the news that Xiao An was coming back today, so Sun had to stay at home to cook and wait.
Sun told Yang Ruoqing: "When you get to Xiangjiazhuang, remember to check on Jiaojiao. Duo'er is young and has just become a mother. She has no experience. I also told Hua'er before."
Yang Ruoqing smiled and said: "Don't worry, Mom, it's just a stomach upset. All the children in our family have been through this. Nothing will happen to her. We will also teach her our experience."
Mrs. Sun was relieved to let go and watched the carriage leave. Mrs. Sun did not stand on the side of the road in a daze like before. She watched the carriage disappear into a small black dot in her field of vision before turning around.
Yang Huazhong was amused and teased her: "Why don't you have a long relationship with your children today? Usually you have to see the children for a long time when they leave in the car. I would not be willing to come back for a long time."
Mrs. Sun smiled and said: "Today is different from the past. The children are going to Xiangjiazhuang to visit relatives and will be back before dark! Besides, I have to wash the vegetables quickly. Xiaoan will be back at noon. I must be hungry..."
Seeing Mr. Sun going to the backyard to get busy in a hurry, Yang Huazhong grinned. The New Year was coming soon. In fact, what he liked to enjoy most was the time in the twelfth lunar month.
Reunion, busyness, waiting for the first month, to put it bluntly, every day that passes, I feel more sad, because it is one day closer to the children going out, so it is better to be in the twelfth lunar month, if only it was the twelfth lunar month every day.
Xiangjiazhuang.
The sun was good today, so Xiaoduo asked Xiang Shengnan to move the cradle to the yard so that the sun could directly shine on the child's bedding.
Blacksmith Luo was basking in the sun under the eaves with Jiaojiao in his arms, Xiaoduo was squatting at the door of the kitchen working, and Xiang Shengnan was running in and out, apparently cleaning the house and yard.
Shengnan's father was sitting under the eaves, leaning on a cane, with a small copper stove filled with charcoal at his feet. He wore a thick velvet hat on his head and stared blankly at the road at the entrance of the yard.
When the carriage appeared at the gate of the yard, he was naturally the first one to react.
"Ah...ah...look who's coming..."
He saw Luo Fengtang driving the car and Da'an sitting next to Luo Fengtang. Shengnan's father was so excited that he forgot their names.
When the cattle dealer saw Katsunan's father pointing at the door of the yard with his crutch, his eyes widened and his mouth opened wide enough to fit an egg.
Sheng Nan’s father misinterpreted the facial expressions of surprise and excitement, so that in the eyes of the cattle dealer, his expression looked like he had seen a ghost. The cattle dealer was surprised and couldn’t help but look towards the door of the yard.
