Don't underestimate such a small action. Sometimes whether you really care or just show it is all written in these small details.
Not only Hongxiu, but Zheng Xiaoqin, who was sitting on the warm table feeding Yuanyuan, also subconsciously raised her hand to cover Yuanyuan's cheek.
Yang Ruoqing was very grateful to the two of them for this small gesture. After coming in with a smile, she raised the food box in her hand and shook it at them: "I brought you chicken soup and dumplings. Take a break and come and drink."
Hongxiu said with a smile: "I don't drink. I will gain weight after drinking at night."
Wang Cuilian immediately said: "You are not fat."
Hongxiu said: "You will get fat after drinking it."
Wang Cuilian smiled: "It's better to be fatter. You will be lucky and have a good childbirth in the future."
Hongxiu was happy, "My husband doesn't know where he is in the world, how can he give birth to a child?"
Wang Cuilian became serious, put down her tea bowl and patted her chest, promising: "As long as you say a word, I will take care of it for my godmother."
On Nuantan, Zheng Xiaoqin said with a smile: "Hongxiu, according to your terms, as long as you nod, your godmother can bring you a handsome man to be your husband tomorrow."
Hongxiu gave Zheng Xiaoqin an angry look, "Xiaoqin, are you really bad, have you learned how to bully me? If I said that I fell in love with your Jiang Xianjun, would you be willing to give it to me?"
Zheng Xiaoqin was stunned for a moment, then laughed and said: "It's not that he doesn't want to give up, it's that he doesn't deserve it!"
Hongxiu smiled: "You just can't bear it."
Wang Cuilian smiled and nodded at the red sleeves with her fingers: "You, you, you, who did you learn this from? Your words are getting more and more wild!"
Hong Xiu said: "Who else can I follow? I must have learned from my sister Qing'er!"
Yang Ruoqing put the food box on the table and was preparing a few clean small tea bowls.
Hearing the banter from the others behind her, Yang Ruoqing raised her eyebrows, "Am I provoking someone? I kindly wanted to find you a bowl of chicken soup here, but in the end, you blamed me for being the boss. You have no conscience! "
"Mom, I have a conscience. I'll help you share the chicken soup."
Luo Baobao ran over to help Yang Ruoqing.
Soon the chicken soup was distributed, and everyone in the dormitory, except Tuan Tuanyuan, had a bowl with five dumplings in each bowl.
There was also a chicken leg, which Yang Ruoqing put directly into Zheng Xiaoqin's bowl.
Zheng Xiaoqin noticed the specialness in her bowl and hurriedly refused: "Give it to Aunt Cuilian, she is the elder."
Wang Cuilian waved her hand: "I'm getting older. If I eat too much at night, I will accumulate food!"
Zheng Xiaoqin wanted to trade with Luo Baobao again: "You are growing, come on, you can eat these chicken legs."
Baby Luo held his bowl and shook his head repeatedly, "I don't like chicken legs."
Zheng Xiaoqin turned her attention to Yang Ruoqing and Hong Xiu.
Yang Ruoqing said: "I have been hiccupping before. I can't help it. This bowl of chicken soup dumplings is just for eating with you."
Hongxiu said with a smile: "Xiaoqin, if you dare to give me the chicken legs, you will harm me."
Zheng Xiaoqin didn't know whether to laugh or cry. She didn't want one or two such good chicken drumsticks.
But she also knew that everyone was giving this to her.
Yang Ruoqing said directly: "You can eat with peace of mind. Once you eat, the whole family will be reunited and eat together. Come on, come on, don't waste time."
In this case, Zheng Xiaoqin would no longer be pretentious and feel at ease.
Yang Ruoqing watched Zheng Xiaoqin gnaw on chicken legs and drink chicken soup, feeling secretly happy in her heart.
Zheng Xiaoqin has to feed three children by herself. If the body's nutrition is insufficient, the children will not eat enough and they will starve.
So giving Zheng Xiaoqin some nutritious food is what the Luo family should do.
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Yang Ruoqing lay on the bed, unable to sleep for a long time, and the results of the communication between Da Zhi and Xiao Qiao were turning over in her mind.
She didn't know how the two children were talking. It was quiet at night, so she couldn't go and ask.
By the way, in the early morning, Zhi'er will go to the village ancestral hall to burn incense with his uncle. Do you want to get up and go there to ask?
But seeing the two little ones sleeping soundly in the cradle and Baby Luo on the inside of the bed, Yang Ruoqing suppressed the urge.
You will naturally find out tomorrow during the day.
On the morning of the first day of the first lunar month, Yang Ruoqing woke up to the sound of firecrackers far and near.
The first thing that comes to mind when I open my eyes is Dazhi and Xiao Qiao.
She washed up quickly. After washing, Hongxiu and Luo Baobao came in together. Looking at the clothes they were wearing, Yang Ruoqing knew that these two people had not stopped practicing even on the first day of the first lunar month.
"You two are so perseverant. You don't even give yourself a holiday on the first day of the new year. Why don't you get more sleep?"
Yang Ruoqing walked out of the bathroom and greeted them while applying cream on her face.
Hong Xiu smiled and said, "I'm used to it. I can't sleep. When the time comes and I don't get up, my back feels sore."
Luo Baobao rushed into the bathroom to wash his face. He wiped the hot sweat from his forehead with a handkerchief and leaned out and said, "Mom, I noticed that you have relaxed your demands on yourself after you reached middle age. You are too lazy to sleep today. I got up this morning and crawled over you, but you were still talking in your sleep!"
Yang Ruoqing's head was covered with black lines.
"What hurts me is not my sleeping position, but the four words 'middle age', hey!"
She turned and looked at the bronze mirror.
Obviously the woman in the bronze mirror is still young and beautiful.
"Hey, Mom, I'm talking about your age, not your appearance. Your age and your appearance are separate!"
Luo Baobao was afraid that his witty words would make Yang Ruoqing sad, so he jumped over and held Yang Ruoqing's shoulders, pushing her to the bronze mirror. The two of them looked at the bronze mirror together.
Then, Baby Luo spoke up again: "Mirror, Mirror, tell me, who is the most beautiful woman in the world?"
After asking, she pinched her throat and changed her voice: "Yang Ruoqing, Yang Ruoqing is the most beautiful woman in the world, refuse to refute!"
Yang Ruoqing and Hong Xiu were both amused by Luo Baobao's self-questioning.
Yang Ruoqing even turned her head and pinched Luo Baobao's nose gently, "You, stop being such a talker. You are flattering me so much right now, and then you are trying to flatter me again."
Luo Baobao laughed: he made a face and rushed back to the bathroom to wash his face.
After practicing for nearly two hours, she was not only sweating all over her face, but also on her armpits and chest.
She had to take a simple shower, because after breakfast she had to accompany her mother, brother, and two younger brothers to visit Grandma Ga's house next door to pay New Year's greetings!
Today is the first time for the brothers to visit Ga Po's house, so it has to be formal.
We can't have the two younger brothers dressed neatly and timidly, while my eldest sister is covered in stinky sweat, right? That's so embarrassing!
Luo Baobao hummed a little tune in the bathroom and took a bath, while calling Yang Ruoqing to find her a set of clean clothes.
Hongxiu stayed by the cradle and played finger games with Tuantuan who had just woken up. Yang Ruoqing originally planned to dress the two little guys and get up, but when Baby Luo called out, she got up and went over to help her find clothes.
At this time, Dazhi's voice sounded in the small courtyard outside the dormitory.
