Yang Ruoqing understood, slowed down, turned around and gently closed the door.

"Give me the baby, and I'll put her in the cradle to sleep." Yang Ruoqing said.

Luo Fengtang said: "Why don't you sleep on the bed?"

Yang Ruoqing glanced at the bed and said: "The bed is for you to sleep on. I will put together a few big stools to sleep on later. If she sleeps on the big stool with me to avoid falling off, it is better for her to sleep in her own cradle."

Luo Fengtang also followed her gaze and looked around and said, "You two, mother and daughter, will sleep on the bed, and I will sleep on the big stool."

"No, you are taller than me, how can you sleep on a stool?" she said.

Luo Fengtang curled his lower lip lightly: "It's okay, you can go to bed quickly!"

Then, he turned around and went to build a shop over there.

Here, Yang Ruoqing didn't say much, carried Baby Luo to the big bed, took off her outer clothes, put her inside the bed and covered her with a small quilt.

Over there, his shop has also been set up and he is laying a quilt on it.

Yang Ruoqing withdrew her gaze and covered the candle in the lantern on the table, so that the room was no longer completely dark, but the light was much hazy and darker.

She took off her shoes and got into bed, putting down the curtain.

Hiding in the tent, he took off his coat and lay down.

I haven't laid on this bed for many days, and it feels so comfortable to lie down now.

However, listening to his breathing coming from the small shop in the corner outside the tent, she felt a little complicated.

It's obviously a familiar house and a familiar bed.

My own daughter, my own man.

However, I still have to sleep like this.

To find him back, she really wanted to lie in his arms or lean on his shoulder.

During this period of time, I have been holding back a lot of things in my heart, and I really want to talk to him.

But……

A man is still his own man, but because of his amnesia, he has some strange feelings.

Why!

With mixed feelings in her heart, Yang Ruoqing turned over, closed her eyes, and forced herself not to think too much.

As long as the man comes back and slowly recovers his memory, one day, the familiar Tang Yazi will come back!

Most definitely!

With this hope, she slowly fell asleep.

On the shop in the corner of the room, Luo Fengtang was lying there, with his hands behind his head.

A pair of eyes stared at the roof, eyes open, but not at all sleepy.

Since I woke up, there have been several groups of people coming and going to recognize my relatives.

He maintained a certain degree of vigilance against every group of people who recognized their relatives.

He didn't know why he was willing to go with this woman named Yang Ruoqing. He only knew that his heart would only feel at ease when he was with this woman.

This feeling of solidity is an instinct.

Even when she says something or does something, she is instinctively willing to believe it.

Take tonight for example, hearing the breathing of mother and daughter on the bed over there made him feel so at ease.

It seems like all this is how it should be.

Thinking of this, Luo Fengtang also turned over and looked at the bed opposite.

The curtain was lowered and the light in the room was dim, but he could still see the small sideways figure.

She has good curves and a soft figure, the kind he likes.

Are they...really his wives and daughters?

If all this is true, then what a happy man he must have been!

That night, she fell asleep alone.

He also stared at her back lonelyly all night long...

…

Early the next morning, Bai Laowu came over to see Yang Ruoqing and his party off.

"Fengtang, this time you can go back and recuperate, and remember all the past things for me!"

"Over at the military camp, don't worry. General Xiahou and brother Ning Su have gone out to perform tasks and haven't come back yet. Uncle Bai will help you take care of the long leave. Just go back and take care of it!"

Bai Laowu stood beside the carriage at the entrance of the yard, patted Luo Fengtang on the shoulder and said loudly.

Luo Fengtang nodded vigorously: "Thank you Uncle Bai for working for me!"

In the yard, Xiao Yaxue, Na Risong and the others would salute and carry them to the carriage outside the yard.

Yang Ruoqing held Xiaoyu's hand: "Are you serious about not going back with us? Your mother misses you so much that she almost goes crazy, and your marriage cannot be delayed any longer..."

Xiaoyu smiled and said, "Tell my mother that I will definitely go home during the Chinese New Year this year."

"In the past few days, my father and I sat down and had a good talk about the marriage. I told your father to give me another half year."

"When I go home for the New Year at the end of this year, I will definitely give them a clear explanation!" Xiaoyu said.

Yang Ruoqing asked: "What's going on with you and Ning Su? Things on my side were a mess this time, and I never bothered to ask you. Tell me the truth!"

When mentioning this, Xiaoyu's smile was filled with a hint of bitterness.

"The reason why I want a six-month deadline is actually to give him another half-year deadline in the end."

"Qing'er, I remember you said before that if you like it, be brave and go for it."

"Even if you fail in the end, you won't regret it, right?" Xiaoyu asked.

Yang Ruoqing was stunned.

Then he sighed softly: "What I say depends on the person and the occasion, silly girl."

"For example, he is the cactus and you are the inflated bubble ball."

"You hurt yourself all over your body just to be with him. Doesn't it hurt? Aren't you tired?"

"If you encounter a ball of cotton, the cotton will make you feel warm and comfortable."

"So, sometimes if you try hard and still can't do it, you should turn around earlier."

"Originally, the world you and Ning Su live in is different. If you can't squeeze into other people's world, don't force yourself to squeeze in. Everyone is tired, do you understand?"

Yang Ruoqing finally gave her earnest advice.

Xiao Yu smiled bitterly and nodded.

"Qing'er, I understand. Don't worry. It's the last half a year. The results should be available by the end of this year."

"Give me another half year!" Xiao Yu begged.

Now that the words have been said, Yang Ruoqing has nothing more to say.

"Well, you take care of your own affairs. I have to go," she said.

Behind him, Tuoba Xian came out holding Luo Baobao.

Xiaoyu quickly let go of Yang Ruoqing's hand, turned around and walked quickly towards Luo Baobao.

"Baby, I'm going back now, my godmother hasn't had enough hugs yet!"

Xiaoyu came to Luo Baobao, clapped her hands, and wanted to hug him again.

As if he understood something, Luo Baobao really stretched out his little arms and rushed towards Xiao Yu.

Xiao Yu quickly hugged her in her arms, feeling extremely happy.

"Baby, this baby really gave me face to my godmother. My godmother is so happy." Xiao Yu said excitedly.

Tuoba Xian and Yang Ruoqing stood aside and watched with smiles.
Chapter completed!