After Mrs. Tan carried a whole basket of eggs back to her house, Mrs. Sun finally realized a problem.
"Qing'er, your grandma doesn't cook herself. We cook all the ready-made food and ask her to eat it. Why does she need so many raw eggs?"
Yang Ruoqing walked back to the table and drank the remaining tea in the tea bowl in one gulp. She wiped the corners of her mouth and said, "I don't know if this is on the table. It must be left for my aunt!"
"Huh? Oh..." Sun stopped talking.
Yang Ruoqing smiled and looked in the direction of the guest room, "My grandma can be shrewd or smart, and she can be naive. Her little thoughts are all written on her face."
"If I guess correctly, I'm probably counting eggs right now. Those who break their shells will definitely be given to you later. In this way, we can also eat eggs this noon."
Mrs. Sun also laughed when she heard this, "Let her do it. Let her distribute the things they gave her. Besides, she also divided our basket full of dry goods, which is already very difficult."
Yang Ruoqing did not argue, because I am always the easiest person to be satisfied. It is obviously something that she deserves. If you pass it from someone else's hand and someone else gives it to you, she is already very grateful.
"Then I'll pack this basket of things into the warehouse." Mrs. Sun said again.
"I'll help mom."
The two women came to the warehouse in the backyard and put things into categories. There were many things prepared in the warehouse, all for the Mid-Autumn Festival Tan family's birthday banquet.
Preparing birthday banquets should be handled by the daughters-in-law of the old Yang family. Sun and Bao Suyun also had experience in this area, so Yang Ruoqing didn't pay attention at all.
Suddenly I saw these things. In addition to food, there were also red candles as thick as a child's arms and a silver-plated tray for lighting candles. They were all re-purchased.
Seeing Yang Ruoqing staring at the candles and tray, Sun also came to her side and explained: "When we first discussed this matter, your fourth uncle said that we should simply take the pair of candles and trays in front of the shrine in the old house. Come over and try to make it work, but your father and fifth uncle won’t agree.”
"The candle was lit during the last Chinese New Year, and it was half burned. The tray has been used for several years."
"What do your father and fifth uncle mean? Seventy years old is a big birthday. It's the birthday boy. These things need to be re-purchased. It's auspicious."
"By the way, these two days they are still deciding whether to invite an opera troupe to come to the village to sing, or whether to invite dragon and lion dancers to come over and have a lively atmosphere. What do you think, Qing'er?"
When Yang Ruoqing heard so many birthday plans, she thought to herself that this was really lively and grand. Last time when Old Yang celebrated his seventieth birthday, he deliberately made things awkward and refused to do it.
The family tried to persuade me not to do it, but in the end, I really didn’t do it.
In fact, the old man wanted to do it in his heart, but he was pretentious. He knew what his sons, especially Yang Huazhong, cared about, so the old man deliberately used things that his sons cared about to take advantage of Qiao, hoping that his sons would compromise and give in to him on other things.
As a result, the rabbit got angry and bit the person, and the honest man turned against him when he was angry, so the birthday party was really not completed.
"It doesn't matter if it's singing or dancing with dragons and lions, the meaning is the same. Let dad and my fourth and fifth uncles decide on this," Yang Ruoqing said with a smile.
Although she is a daughter who is married outside, she basically takes her mother's family's affairs at heart. She never treats herself as an outsider, and she shouldn't be an outsider either.
But because she was a married daughter, when it came to some important matters of the old Yang family, she was very sensible and did not take the lead, leaving it to the elders to make decisions.
Those who knew the inside story would praise her for her responsibility, while those who didn't know the inside story would praise her for her long arms.
Unless there is something that dad and uncles can't solve and ask her for help, then at this time she can consider it as appropriate and lend a helping hand appropriately.
They can make their own decisions about small things like hiring a troupe or performing dragon and lion dances.
"Well, these are not big things anyway. They can make the decision, so you don't have to worry about it." Mrs. Sun said again, "Qing'er, your birthday is such a lively event, Tangyazi and Chen Can't your son and Zhi'er come back?"
Yang Ruoqing smiled helplessly, "Mom, Tang Yazi and Zhi'er will definitely not be able to come back. They are too busy. Just like Da'an and Hua'er, they are so far away and naturally they cannot come back."
"However, Chen'er will be able to come back during the Mid-Autumn Festival this year, just in time for his birthday."
Upon hearing that Chen'er could come back, Mrs. Sun was immediately overjoyed.
"I can't even remember how long it has been since I last saw my grandson..."
"Haha, aren't you busy?"
"You are such a cruel mother. You let a thirteen-year-old kid join the army. Look at your sister-in-law's family. Da Bai and Xiao Hei are already fourteen years old, but you still keep them by your side and take care of them. You, you... …”
Faced with my mother's scolding, Yang Ruoqing could only smile helplessly.
Why didn't she want to keep her son by her side and watch him every day, cook him three meals a day, cook them according to his taste, watch him eat with big mouthfuls, make him new clothes and shoes, and accompany him all day long? Grow up little by little.
Listen to his joys and sorrows, applaud him when he succeeds, encourage him when he is tired or frustrated, enlighten him when he is confused, and do all the things that a mother would do in the world...
But the fact is that her son is different from other people's sons.
Her son has been uniquely independent and self-reliant since he was a child. His IQ and EQ are far higher than those of his peers, and his temperament is unexpectedly mature.
He has great ambitions and his own thoughts, and is not like ordinary children at all.
If it hadn't been for his personal confirmation, Yang Ruoqing would have almost doubted whether her son had also traveled through time!
"Mom, Chen'er's situation is different. He is an eagle, and he is destined not to stay on the branch of our tree for a long time."
Yang Ruoqing and Sun said this a little disappointed.
Chen'er belongs to the sky, to the blue sky and white clouds, and he is destined to fight against the sky.
Since she was destined to be an eagle, she couldn't stretch her branch too far to draw out his wings. All she had to do was stay in place quietly, raise her head, and watch his strong figure from a distance. The blue sky above my head flew by, feeling the strong wind brought by his wings, and I cheered for him with my chest raised in the wind.
When he is tired of flying and feels tired, please land on this tree branch and quietly lick your wings to recharge your energy for the next flight.
"Hey, I also know that my Chen'er is different from other children. This child... I'm afraid he came from the stars in the sky. In the words of people in our village, this child Chen'er is destined not to be an ordinary person. Never mind. Whether it’s the old Luo family or our old Yang family, I’m afraid they will all be counting on him in the future.”
Mrs. Sun was both proud and distressed when talking about her grandson.
