Regardless of everyone's dissuasion, Chen'er insisted on kneeling down to Yang Ruoqing, with her hands on the ground, and kowtowed three times before getting up.
“Good son, get up and speak, speak!”
Yang Ruoqing grabbed Chen'er's arm tightly with both hands and pulled him up.
She didn't feel it when she was kneeling, but when she stood up she realized that her son was actually much taller than her.
Although this head is still slightly shorter than Luo Fengtang, it is already as tall as his two uncles.
"Qing'er, look, Chen'er is only thirteen years old, and he is as tall as our cousins. What does this kid eat and how does he grow up so fast?"
Yang Huaming laughed and joked next to him, turning his head to look at Tiedan playing next to him, feeling worried!
Tiedan's height is probably held back by that bitch Xiaojuan, and I'm afraid he won't be able to grow too tall in the future.
Yang Ruoqing looked Chen'er carefully from top to bottom with a smile and nodded repeatedly.
"Not bad, not bad. I have grown taller, and my complexion is good. The clothes on me are also good. Overall, everything is good, good!"
Such a tall, handsome, caring, filial and capable son, Yang Ruoqing wished she could write a big book to praise him!
But he was afraid that being too showy would be detrimental to him. After all, this child has a calm personality and acts in a low-key and measured manner.
"Everyone, please stop standing and sit down to drink tea and eat snacks."
Blacksmith Luo smiled and greeted everyone to sit down. The table was filled with various snacks. Wang Cuilian and Sun held snacks next to Shun'er's and invited everyone to eat.
Chen'er helped Yang Ruoqing, the 'old mother', sit down, picked up a piece of sweet-scented osmanthus rice cake and brought it to her mouth, saying warmly: "Mom, this is the cake I brought back from the north. Although it is a rice cake, it is It is ground from a special kind of local yellow rice, and the flavor is slightly different from ours. Please try it."
Yang Ruoqing smiled and narrowed her eyes. She liked to eat rice cakes, and Chen'er always remembered it.
A good son, a filial son.
Regardless of whether you will forget your mother when you marry a daughter-in-law in the future, at least you were filial and filial before you married her. This is enough. Haha, she is a very tolerant mother-in-law. Future daughter-in-law, you are blessed to be able to Marrying such an excellent man and having such an enlightened mother-in-law, hey, you saved the entire universe in your previous life!
A piece of rice cake made Yang Ruoqing's thoughts wander far away, and she was even thinking about helping Chen'er take care of the child...
Yang Ruoqing cooked dinner herself.
Sun and Wang Cuilian both said: "Qing'er, you have been very tired these days. You just got off your horse. Let us cook dinner. We all know Chen'er's taste."
Yang Ruoqing knew that they felt sorry for her, but she was a little tired, tired but happy at the same time.
She shook her apron with blue flowers on a white background, smiled and said crisply: "It's okay, I'm not tired at all. Besides, I enjoy cooking for my son. I have a few hard dishes left." Come with me, no one is allowed to grab it!"
I feel ashamed to say it.
Other people’s sons grew up eating food cooked by their mothers.
But I can count on one hand the number of times my son comes back a year.
During this short gathering, how could she not seize the limited opportunity to cook for her son? No one should rob me, I will be anxious to anyone who robs me!
Two tables were put together in the main room, and a small table was opened next to it specifically for children under ten years old.
All kinds of hard dishes were brought to the table at once, filling the two large tables. Various dishes, various colors, and various fragrances were entangled together, which completely whetted people's appetite.
Even Bao Suyun, who was usually the most reserved, couldn't help but swallow secretly.
Jiang Guiling sat at the table with a big belly. She glanced at the dishes on the table and tried hard to control the urge to grab chopsticks and eat them in advance.
Until Yang Ruoqing wrapped the two ears of an iron pot with a handkerchief and put the last roasted goose in the iron pot on the small stove in the middle of the table, "What are you guys doing in a daze? Hurry up and use your chopsticks!"
Jiang Guiling was the first to pick up the chopsticks and reach for the iron pot in the middle...
"Come, old lady, take the seat. You are the oldest here."
Mrs. Sun helped Mrs. Tan to go to the front seat. Mrs. Tan twisted her waist to prevent her butt and buttocks from leaving the stool beneath her.
"I won't go. I can't drink and I can't speak. You ask others to sit down."
Blacksmith Luo said with a smile: "Then let Uncle Sun sit down. He is senior and is Chen'er's Grand Duke."
Someone immediately agreed, "Yes, Uncle Sun, sit down."
Tan also nodded.
Lao Suntou sat up with a smile. He knew that Tan was being polite to him before. After sitting down, he quickly asked Tan to sit opposite him, which was the second position.
This time, Mrs. Tan did not refuse and sat down firmly.
If Lao Yangtou was here today, the second position should go to Lao Yangtou, and Mr. Tan could only sit in the third position. These are the things that farmers pay attention to when sitting at the table.
There are several big seats arranged according to seniority here, and those with lower seniority have already picked up the corner seats to sit down and start eating.
"This dish is so delicious, and your cooking skills are so good!"
"Yes, it's even more delicious than what the chef cooks in a restaurant!"
"Haha, don't forget that Qing'er runs a restaurant. How can you dare to go to Liangshan without Sansansan?"
During this meal, Chen'er reunited several families for a reunion dinner.
After the meal, Yang Ruoqing brought out the mooncakes, "Although tomorrow is the Mid-Autumn Festival, it's rare for our family to be so full tonight. Come and eat mooncakes. This mooncake was also brought back by my family Chen'er from outside. There are all kinds of mooncakes. There are all the fillings!”
While everyone was enjoying the after-dinner cakes, Chen'er was talking about interesting things outside, and talked about family affairs, and finally returned to the topic of tomorrow, which was about Tan's birthday banquet.
As the eldest son, Yang Huazhong is also the 'talker' of this birthday banquet. He stood up and once again announced and emphasized the details that should be paid attention to at tomorrow's birthday banquet.
The people here are basically from the old Yang family. Everyone will come to the third room early tomorrow morning to help.
Everyone listened very carefully and checked many details again.
Mrs. Tan sat aside, eating a piece of moon cake with egg yolk filling in her hand, and listened to her children and grandchildren discussing the details of the banquet. Although her face was expressionless, she was secretly satisfied in her heart.
These bastards are quite filial and know how to get things done, and their arrangements are quite thorough.
Well, these mooncakes with egg yolk fillings taste good. Meier will definitely like to eat them. Mrs. Tan reached out and grabbed another handful and stuffed them quietly into her pocket.
She thought she did this move very secretly, but it was not the case. Several pairs of eyes saw it.
Among them were Wang Cuilian, Sun Shi, Bao Suyun and Yang Ruoqing.
Sun's face immediately turned red.
Bao Suyun lowered his head.
Wang Cuilian and Yang Ruoqing looked at each other. Wang Cuilian smiled awkwardly. Yang Ruoqing said nothing, but her eyes told Wang Cuilian to calm down, because this was Tan's usual operation.
If her guess was correct, Mrs. Tan didn't secretly take these mooncakes because she was greedy. She wanted to secretly give these mooncakes to Yang Huamei later.
Poor parents in the world. If I were to write a book about Tan's maternal love, I'm afraid it would be difficult to finish ten tomes.
Nine Heavens God Emperor
