"Okay, go back quickly. Don't keep your parents and brother waiting. It's getting dark and the fourth aunt has to go home. See you later!"
Mrs. Liu stumbled away with three packets of candy.
Looking at Mrs. Liu's running back, Baby Luo raised the corners of his lips and smiled like a little fox.
She clapped her hands and skipped back to the carriage. At this time, Blacksmith Luo had already come out of the yard with a smile and came to help set up the carriage.
"Grandpa, wait a minute, I'll get something." Luo Baobao said.
She picked up a pile of gifts from the carriage and carried them in her hands.
Blacksmith Luo said, "Grandpa, help you get it."
Luo Baobao shook his head: "No, no, this is candy. It falls apart easily. Let me take it!"
Blacksmith Luo smiled and nodded, then went to arrange the carriage and driver.
Baby Luo jumped into the yard and went straight to the backyard.
You don't need to guess to know that the first thing Zhi'er brother will do after returning home is to say hello to his grandparents, and then he will go to the backyard to see his two younger brothers.
As for the father, he must be guarding his two younger brothers, so if Baby Luo guessed correctly, the two of them had a lively and joyful meeting at first, and then the grandfather came out to arrange the carriage and driver, and the grandmother must have gone to the stove. Fang quickly cooked a sumptuous dinner.
Father, mother, brother Zhi'er, they must all be gathered in the bedroom in the backyard at this moment, surrounding the cradle of the two younger brothers.
When Baby Luo walked into the bedroom in the backyard, the bedroom was really brightly lit and warm as spring.
Brother Zhi'er is holding Tuan Tuan in his hand, and his father is holding Yuanyuan in his hand. Brother Zhi'er is comparing the similarities and differences between Tuan Tuan and Yuan Yuan back and forth, and his father is also listening with a smile.
The two little brothers were very curious about this new big brother, and they all looked at Dazhi with wide eyes.
"Brother, do you think the two of them look similar? Some people in our village say they look alike, and some say they don't. Anyway, I think the difference between them is quite obvious, at least their skin colors are different."
Luo Baobao entered the room as he spoke and placed the thick pile of snacks in his hand on the table next to him.
Dazhi turned to look at Luo Baobao, his eyes were full of his brother's doting and love for his sister, "They must look alike, after all, they are twin brothers. However, we have seen many of our own family members, so we can definitely distinguish them easily."
Finally, Dazhi added: "Tuantuan is like an uncle, and Yuanyuan is more like a little wine."
Luo Baobao smiled and gave a thumbs up to Dazhi: "Heroes see the same thing, he is indeed my brother!"
Dazhi also smiled.
Luo Baobao looked around and was surprised: "Hey, where is my mother? Where did I go?"
Luo Fengtang and Dazhi said in unison:
"Bathroom."
"Bathroom..."
At this time, Yang Ruoqing's cheerful voice also came from the bathroom: "Daughter, I am here, how can I be missing in such an occasion!"
Luo Baobao raised his eyebrows and came to the door of the bathroom with a smile. He leaned against the door frame and looked at Yang Ruoqing who was busy inside: "Mom, my father and brothers are chatting there. Why did you come to the bathroom alone? You What are you doing?"
Yang Ruoqing said: "No, you two brothers and sisters must have been frozen after traveling for so long. I'll prepare two basins of water. Later, you two can wash your faces with me and scald your feet with hot water."
"Hehe... It's great to have a mother. She is attentive and even thought of this for us." Luo Baobao said.
Although the shoes on her feet were thick and the socks were warm, she wore them all day long and the sweat from her feet soaked the socks, making her feet feel cold and uncomfortable.
"As long as you know Mom is okay." Yang Ruoqing said with a smile, holding up one of the basins of water, and then said: "However, the word "drill" is a bit weird, making you and me look like old mice. Hahaha……"
Old rat?
Luo Baobao couldn't help but smile. Even Luo Fengtang and Dazhi in the bedroom were smiling. The bedroom was indescribably warm and joyful.
This warmth and joy are closely related to the return of Dazhi.
"Come on, Zhi'er, give me the Tuan Tuan. You and your sister can go and wash your faces, and then warm your feet with hot water." Yang Ruoqing brought a basin of water over and put it on the washstand.
There is also a basin left in the bathroom, because there is a washstand in the bedroom.
If it were offered to any other place, Dazhi would definitely refuse.
But this is his home after a long absence, and the couple here are his parents.
Although they did not give birth to him, they raised him for several years. From babbling to enlightenment, from toddler to running freely, this couple took care of him and taught him...
"OK!"
Dazhi handed the ball to Yang Ruoqing, stood up happily, and went to wash his face with Luo Baobao.
After washing my face, I also washed away the dust on my face, leaving my face feeling refreshed.
"You bring the basin to the bedroom to soak your feet. It's been a long time since our family sat together and chatted while soaking our feet like this. I remember when you two were young, we often did this in winter nights."
Sometimes memory is really interesting. When a lifestyle habit becomes part of your memory after many years, you may still remember it at first and think about it often.
As time goes by, you will occasionally think of it, and then later, you will no longer think of it.
Until after many years, because of something, a certain sentence, a certain contact point, the memory gate is suddenly opened without any warning, and the memories that rush out instantly bring you back to that familiar feeling. In the feeling.
The original scenes appear in your mind instantly and are still fresh in your memory.
Just like a family of four at that time, they often prepared two pots on winter nights.
Yang Ruoqing and Luo Fengtang share one, and Luo Baobao and Dazhi share one.
A family of four soaked their feet together and talked, sharing a family bond.
Yang Ruoqing's two sons, what she really owed was her biological son Chen'er.
Regarding such warm memories, Luo Baobao has it, and he has his ambition, but Chen'er... is empty.
When Chen'er came back later, he was already over seven years old. He was already a young and mature child, and he was no longer the kind of cute little baby who simply cuddled up in his parents' arms and acted coquettishly.
This is gratifying, but why shouldn't it be distressing?
"When I was in Yangzhou, I liked to soak my feet every winter. Whenever I soaked my feet, I would remember the time when I was a child enjoying myself at the knees of my parents."
Dazhi's whisper brought Yang Ruoqing's thoughts back to reality.
She smiled and looked at Dazhi lovingly, "As long as you remember it, Mom will remember it too."
"Brother, I remember it too." Luo Baobao said with a smile beside him. His white feet were still swaying restlessly in the water, and his toes were still hooking.
"It's just that at that time we both had small feet that could be put in a basin to soak in. Now we both have big feet. You see, my feet are already big enough, and your feet are bigger than mine." Even bigger!”
