"Hey, mother, originally Suyun didn't want me to say it. She said we would talk about it in a month. Since it's this important, I won't hide it." Yang Huazhou said excitedly.

The man glanced at Bao Suyun, who had already blushed and lowered his head.

"Suyun is pregnant, it's been more than two months, hehe..."

When everyone in the room heard this, except Mrs. Liu, everyone else was surprised and happy.

Mrs. Sun and others quickly surrounded Bao Suyun and rushed to congratulate Bao Suyun. Bao Suyun's face became even redder.

Here, Mrs. Tan couldn't help but laugh.

The clouds in Old Yang's eyes dissipated and he took off the cigarette pole. His face was full of relief and joy, but he was still scolding Yang Huazhou: "Why didn't you tell us about such a happy event earlier? It made your mother and I worry more.

Two months."

Yang Huazhou raised his hand and scratched his head, grinning. He glanced at Luo Fengtang and said truthfully: "Isn't this the case that everyone was worried about this before Tang Yazi came back? Let's just

I didn’t say anything yet.”

Old Yang was startled for a moment, then nodded.

In the past few months, everyone's hearts have been ups and downs with the changes in the war in the north.

Especially when the false emperor ascended the throne, he issued more than a dozen imperial edicts ordering Tang Yazi to escort the late emperor's dragon coffin back to the palace, but Tang Yazi refused to comply...

Almost everyone in the world is talking about this matter, and people in these ten miles and eight villages are all staring at the old Yang family and the old Luo family. Even if Lao Wu and the others were rumored to be pregnant, no one would be able to mention it.

The spirit comes to rejoice!

"Finally, the rain has passed and the sky has cleared up. Now Tang Yazi has returned safely, and he has also been granted the title of General Protector of the Country and has become a nobleman." Old Yangtou said again.

"Da'an entered the Hanlin Academy, and his future is boundless. Now he has four children and five children. Our old Yang family has survived the previous crisis and ushered in good times. Good things will happen one after another. I hope this will happen in the future.

My life is getting better and better, and my children and grandchildren will be fine!"

The family dinner at night was going on lively in the joyful atmosphere of the fifth house. Mrs. Liu, who always had a good appetite, threw away her chopsticks and ran back to her old house without eating a few bites for the first time tonight.

No one paid attention to her, even sisters Ju'er and San Yatou were relatively speechless and shook their heads helplessly.

…

After dinner, the children felt sleepy, so Yang Ruoqing and Tuoba Xian's mother-in-law and daughter-in-law got up early and took the two children back to sleep.

Luo Fengtang's eyes followed Yang Ruoqing's back. He also wanted to go with her and accompany her.

But Yang Huazhou held his shoulder down.

"Tangyaozi, my fifth uncle hasn't seen you for a year. Please stay and chat with my fifth uncle!"

Among the nephews and nieces, Yang Huazhou has always loved Yang Ruoqing the most.

When Yang Ruoqing was still that crazy, silly, fat girl, Uncle Wu loved her the most.

So when I grew up and got married, I became more and more fond of my niece-in-law Luo Fengtang and Yang Huazhou, and the more I looked at them, the more I liked them.

Whenever there was a chance to get together, Yang Huazhou would pull his niece-in-law and have a good conversation.

As for Luo Fengtang, no matter how busy he is every time he returns to his hometown, he will definitely take time to chat with his fifth uncle if he catches up with him in the village.

Firstly, the two people are in love, and secondly, and most importantly, they love their wife.

Aiwujiwu, because he loves his wife, respects his fifth uncle who has a deep relationship with her.

At this time, Yang Ruoqing held Dazhi's hand, Tuoba Xian held Luo Baobao's hand, and the four of them headed for the door.

Yang Ruoqing glanced towards Luo Fengtang and gave him a look that told him not to worry about the child. Everyone was in a good mood tonight and asked him to stay a little longer with his uncle, father and several cousins ​​to have family dinners.

.

No matter how late it is, she will wait for him to go back and sleep together.

After coaxing the two of them to sleep, Yang Ruoqing took a bath, then sat inside the tent in her middle coat, took the sewing basket and placed it on her crossed legs, and immersed herself in sewing.

As soon as I picked up a shoe and had not even had a few stitches, I heard familiar footsteps outside.

She didn't need to go out to see, she knew that it was Luo Fengtang who was back.

But she still put down her sewing and got out of bed and went to the curtain between the inner room and the outer room.

Then I saw Luo Fengtang coming out of the house opposite. Apparently the first thing he did when he came back was to see the children in that house, and then he came back here.

Seeing Yang Ruoqing standing here in her middle coat, Luo Fengtang quickened his pace and came over.

"It's so cold, why did you go to the ground without putting on clothes? Come inside quickly!"

He said, holding her hand with his warm hand and pulling her back to the bed.

"Why are you back so soon? I thought you would be back for at least half an hour! Have they all dispersed too?" Yang Ruoqing asked.

Luo Fengtang pulled the quilt to cover her, curled his lips when he heard the words, and said "hmm" calmly.

He was embarrassed to say that it was actually his uncle who asked him to come back early.

The uncles saw his absent-mindedness and knew that he was thinking about coming back to accompany his wife, so they did not force him to stay and let him come back early.

"What is Qing'er doing?" Luo Fengtang asked, his eyes falling on the sewing basket beside her.

Yang Ruoqing smiled and said, "I'll give you some winter cotton shoes."

Luo Fengtang raised his eyebrows, reached for the half-made cotton shoes, looked at them carefully, and praised sincerely: "My Qing'er is so smart, and the shoes are getting better and better every year."

Hearing this, Yang Ruoqing's eyes were full of joy.

"Shall we sit for a while and drink hot tea? Or should we take a shower first?" she asked.

Luo Fengtang said: "I'm happy tonight. I'll have a few more drinks. I'll take a shower first."

"That's okay. I've prepared some soju in the bathroom. When you soak your feet later, remember to put a little soju into the hot water. It can repel the cold and warm you up." She warned.

Luo Fengtang nodded, leaned over and kissed her forehead, "I'll come as soon as I go. If you're sleepy, lie down first."

Soon he came back from washing, and Yang Ruoqing was already lying on the bed.

Seeing him coming, she quickly moved into the bed and gave his place to her.

The place inside the quilt was cold, and she had warmed the quilt for him in advance.

A trace of emotion flashed across Luo Fengtang's eyes. Feeling grateful for his wife's goodness, he lay on the bed, turned over and took her directly into his arms, using his body to warm her.

Yang Ruoqing thought he would hug her from behind like before, but she didn't expect it to be such an intimate gesture.

There was a lemon-yellow palace lantern at the foot of the bed, and the light in the tent was very hazy and soft.

She looked up at him. His white coat, handsome face, and originally stern lines looked very soft under the soft light.

Especially his chin, his chin is really beautiful.

There is also a circle of light blue stubble on his chin. He is masculine, heroic, and the charm of a mature man is unstoppable.

Especially when she looked at him, he just happened to lower his eyes and look over. His eyes were so deep that they were full of love and something called scorching heat.
Chapter completed!