"Hehe, don't miss me. You are all an old couple. I will come back when my father is done with the war. Isn't this how we have been here all these years?"
Yang Ruoqing thought about it. There had been a lot of separation over the years. At one time, she was in the north and he was in the south. They all relied on swans to pass messages, and their daughter was left at home as a left-behind child.
Thinking about that, Yang Ruoqing gently hugged Baobao Luo, feeling very guilty.
The ones I feel most sorry for are the children!
"Daughter, would you like to sleep with me tonight? Why haven't you two spoken to each other in a long time?"
"Haha, it's a lie to say that I care about myself. Is it true that Mom wants me to help take care of Tuan Yuan Yuan?"
Yang Ruoqing smiled, "You silly kid, is mom that bad? She just wants to sleep with you, can you give me a chance?"
"Hmm... I have to think about this carefully..." Luo Baobao deliberately pinched his chin, pretending to be inscrutable.
"Okay, if you don't say anything, I'll take it as your acquiescence. Let's go, it's cold here, let's go back to the house." Yang Ruoqing held Luo Baobao in her left hand, and freed her right hand to hold Dazhi's hand.
Dazhi was a little embarrassed and said, "Mom, I can just follow you two."
Yang Ruoqing was stunned for a moment, this silly boy... is he shy?
When Luo Baobao saw this, he leaned close to Yang Ruoqing's ear and whispered: "Brother has grown up, and I am embarrassed to hold hands with my mother. My mother helped me wash my feet before, and my brother's face turned red, all the way to the root of his neck!"
Yang Ruoqing opened her eyes wide and then became thoughtful.
When my son grows up, he avoids his mother and his daughter, and he avoids his father. Well, you have to pay proper attention to some intimate actions, otherwise, the child will be embarrassed and embarrassed.
"Zhi'er, follow me then!" Yang Ruoqing greeted Dazhi with a smile as if nothing had happened, and continued to carry Baobao Luo towards the yard.
In the backyard bedroom, as soon as Yang Ruoqing came in, she habitually looked towards the desk.
Because in the past, whenever she came back, she would definitely see him sitting at the desk handling military affairs when she looked up, or else he would be guarding the children's cradle.
But this time, the desk was empty, and the person sitting in the middle of the cradle was aunt Wang Cuilian.
Although he clearly knew that he could not appear here, and he was on the road to Sixiang City through wind and rain, Yang Ruoqing still couldn't control the feeling of loss in her heart.
"Grandma, we are back."
Baby Luo came to the cradle and squatted next to Wang Cuilian.
Although Wang Cuilian felt empty in her heart, but now she saw her grandchildren in front of her, big and small, male and female, the vacancy in the old man's heart could easily be filled by her grandchildren.
"Is it cold, Bao Bao?" Wang Cuilian asked, stroking Bao Bao Luo's hair.
Baby Luo smiled and shook his head, stretched out a finger to gently touch the sleeping little face.
"Not to mention, such a young brother is really fun, with cute breasts."
"You were like this when you were a child. You were also very rare. You had a chubby face. When relatives and friends at home came, they would like to pinch your face. They all praised us for raising you well and making you fat and white... "
When Wang Cuilian said these words, Baby Luo was still folding his hands on Wang Cuilian's lap, with his head resting on his arms. He tilted his head and looked up at her grandma telling interesting things about her childhood, with the corners of her mouth raised and hanging. With a sweet smile.
However, when he heard the following sentence "Bai Bai Fat Fat", Luo Baobao straightened up, with an expression on his face as if he had swallowed a hundred flies.
"Grandma, can you please replace the last four words? I don't want to be a fat woman!"
Wang Cuilian was startled for a moment, then smiled happily.
She continued to caress Baby Luo's hair and said lovingly: "You silly child, it would be nice to be fat and white. What farmers look forward to most when raising a baby is to be fat and white. Of course, fat and strong is also fine. It all means that the body and bones are strong and easy to maintain!"
"Eh~"
In response, Luo Baobao could only make a face and was unable to communicate with Wang Cuilian in depth.
Yang Ruoqing washed her face from the bathroom and poured a bowl of honey water for each of Wang Cuilian, Dazhi and Luo Baobao.
"Come on, let's all drink some to moisten our throats."
I dare not give everyone tea at night, as it is easy to suffer from insomnia.
The tea given to Luo Fengtang earlier was to refresh him. He would definitely not get any sleep tonight.
If nothing goes as expected, he should be eating and sleeping on horseback in the next few days, because Sixiang City is still waiting for him, which is really hard work!
"I wonder where Tang Yazi is now?" Wang Cuilian took a few sips of honey water, and the topic naturally revolved around Luo Fengtang.
Yang Ruoqing shook her head, "It's hard to say."
Maybe we are almost to Qingshui Town, or maybe we can go further by taking a shortcut.
Dazhi's eyes flashed, and he noticed that his mother's expression seemed a little lonely whenever her father was mentioned, so he took up the topic and asked Luo Baobao: "Sister, you said before that Aunt Hongxiu would come to your house to celebrate the New Year. Tomorrow is the 27th of the twelfth lunar month. , When can she come back?"
At the mention of Hongxiu, Wang Cuilian's attention was instantly diverted, and she quickly looked at Luo Baobao, "Yes, Bao, when did your Aunt Hongxiu say she would come back for the New Year?"
Luo Baobao said, "Because there are several young female soldiers who are homeless in the camp, and the camp is their home, Aunt Hongxiu said that she would stay in the camp with them for a reunion dinner on the 29th of the twelfth lunar month, and then go down the mountain back to the village. During the Chinese New Year, come and have New Year’s Eve dinner with us.”
"Oh, it would be great if I could come back for New Year's Eve dinner, as long as I can come back." Wang Cuilian said repeatedly.
Yang Ruoqing suggested: "How many young female soldiers can't go home? Why can't they go home?"
Speaking of this, Baby Luo no longer squatted next to Wang Cuilian like a child and acted coquettishly. She sat up straight and became serious, as if she were an adult.
"The lives of those little girls are miserable and pitiful. Some of them have lost their families, and some of them were brought to me in exchange for money because their families disliked them as a burden."
"Oh, so that's what happened. How many girls like that are in the camp?" Yang Ruoqing nodded.
Luo Baobao added: "Six."
Yang Ruoqing said: "In that case, you can definitely bring your family to have a New Year's Eve dinner together."
Wang Cuilian also nodded in agreement, "That's right, let's celebrate the Chinese New Year. Besides, our family doesn't lack them and a pair of chopsticks."
That way, Hongxiu can go home earlier to celebrate the New Year.
Luo Baobao thought for a while, but shook his head.
"Although grandma and mother mean well and feel sorry for their homelessness, I don't want to bring them back for New Year's Eve dinner. Because such a short meal will not only fail to bring them the warmth of family, but will also touch their hearts. The most sensitive and weakest part, especially when they see the lights of thousands of houses in the village and the parents and relatives of people of the same age as them are reunited to celebrate the New Year, they will feel even more sad and inferior, and they may not be able to bear it when they return to the camp. It will languish.”
