As the Double Ninth Festival approaches day by day, the chrysanthemums in the Luo family's yard are blooming more and more noisily.

Under the wall and on the steps, there are clusters of red, yellow, and white ones, all competing for their beauty.

Every morning and evening, Yang Ruoqing, accompanied by Luo Fengtang, would walk in the yard and look at the flowers and plants. The things she saw in her eyes were so beautiful, and her mood would naturally become relaxed and happy.

Sometimes when they were tired from walking, the two of them would find a place to sit down among the flowers. She would lean on his back, and the two of them would talk, talk about the children they already had, and then think about the baby that was about to be born in her belly.

These two.

This kind of fulfillment and happiness can only be experienced by being a parent.

This morning, the autumn sun was just right.

Yang Ruoqing was walking in the yard as usual, the only difference was that Luo Fengtang was missing by her side.

But Yang Ruoqing is not lonely at all, on the contrary, she is looking forward to it.

why?

Because my daughter Luo Baobao from the mountain camp sent a message back two days ago, asking her father to go to the mountains to pick her up today. The Double Ninth Festival is coming soon. This girl still has some snacks. She knows that no matter how busy she is, she still has to find time to go home to spend time with her family.

Celebrate the holidays together.

The red sleeves were not able to come back last time for the Mid-Autumn Festival, so I will make up for them this time and come back together.

So everyone in the Luo family was excited. Wang Cuilian and Blacksmith Luo were very busy killing chickens and fish early in the morning.

Yang Ruoqing took a small basket and a pair of small scissors, planning to cut some chrysanthemums and make chrysanthemum cakes for the festival.

After picking the chrysanthemums, Yang Ruoqing sat under the shade of the tree and sorted them one by one. After sorting, she turned back and soaked in the well water.

During this process, Wang Cuilian and Blacksmith Luo took turns going to the front yard to see what was going on. Every time they passed by Yang Ruoqing, they had to stop and say a few words.

For example, Wang Cuilian is here again now.

"Qing'er, baby, can they come back for lunch at noon?"

"Don't worry, if you say you can, you will definitely be able to."

"That's good. The chicken soup is already simmering. I'll go ahead and prepare the other dishes."

"Auntie, you don't have to do too much, you won't be able to eat too much." Yang Ruoqing said with a smile.

Wang Cuilian smiled even more happily, "There are many people, so you can eat as much as you can."

Watching Wang Cuilian's cheerful figure go away, Yang Ruoqing was happy but helpless.

When people get older, what they like most is excitement and longing for the whole family to be there. Even if the children come back, their workload will increase, but they are tired and happy.

When the chrysanthemums were almost finished, there was finally movement in the front yard.

Yang Ruoqing stood up, stroking her aching waist, and went forward to greet him. Then she saw Luo Baobao leading the way to the backyard.

We haven't seen each other for nearly a month. This girl has tanned a little, and her skin is not as white as those of the girls in the embroidery building.

Her skin is honey-colored, showing a healthy rosiness under the sun, and her eyebrows are thick and her eyes are full of energy.

She had a tall nose but was still beautiful. When she saw Yang Ruoqing from a distance, the girl smiled with her eyebrows creasing, shouted "Mother", and ran towards Yang Ruoqing.

Her high ponytail was flying majestically behind her, and the dimples on her cheeks were so sweet. When she arrived, she hugged Yang Ruoqing.

But he carefully avoided her big belly, "Mom, are you happy to see me back? Are you excited?"

Yang Ruoqing held Luo Baobao's shoulders and looked at this eldest daughter who was already half a head taller than herself, with satisfaction in her eyes and brows.

"Silly girl, why bother asking? I've picked up the chrysanthemums and will make chrysanthemum cake for you later."

"Haha, chrysanthemum cake is my favorite. By the way, mom, I brought you a lot of chestnuts, look!"

Following Luo Baobao's guidance, Yang Ruoqing saw Luo Fengtang and Hong Xiu coming side by side.

Hongxiu carried two bundles on her shoulders, while Luo Fengtang carried a twine bag in his hand.

Just looking at the volume of the twine bag, you can tell that the chestnuts inside are no less than fifty kilograms!

"Sister, we are back for the holidays."

Hongxiu came to Yang Ruoqing, smiled and said hello.

Compared to Luo Baobao's honey-colored skin, Hong Xiu is as rosy and fair as ever.

Compared with Luo Baobao's bold and heroic appearance, Hongxiu's aura is much more restrained. Walking on the street, some gangsters may only dare to peek at Luo Baobao's beauty, but they are intimidated by her aura and dare not come forward to tease her.

.

But Hong Xiu can confuse men and make people think she is a weak woman.

If any blind person actually steps forward to tease her, it would be because she thinks she has a long life.

So Luo Baobao and Hongxiu walked together, one was a fire rose with thorns, and the whole body was killing decisively, and the smoke was billowing.

One is a water lotus in the mist, elegant and charming, but struggling up from the abyss and mud, nourished by hatred and blood, it is Bai Wuchang who seduces the soul.

Of course, all this is to outsiders and enemies. In front of their own family, the former is a quirky daughter, and the latter is a sister who rips out the heart and soul.

"It's good to be back. Auntie has been talking about it and has been looking forward to your return for a long time." Yang Ruoqing said to Hongxiu.

Hongxiu nodded lightly, "Sister, I will send the baggage back to the house first, and then go to the kitchen to see aunt and uncle."

"Okay, go ahead!"

After Hongxiu left, Luo Baobao couldn't wait to look at Yang Ruoqing's belly. Even though she was very calm in the military camp facing the group of female soldiers under her command, she was actually only a fourteen-year-old girl in her prime.

When it comes to my mother, she is always the curious baby.

Although she is already taller than Yang Ruoqing, it does not affect her acting coquettishly in front of her mother at all. At this moment, she bent down and curiously looked at Yang Ruoqing's big belly, "Mom, I haven't seen you for a month, and you and your belly have just blown away.

Like, it’s bigger than I imagined!”

"That's right, they are growing every day!"

"Mom, with two babies carrying such heavy weight in your belly, will your back hurt?"

"A little bit."

"Mom, I'm scared just looking at you. Your belly is so big, it seems like it's going to hit the ground anytime and anywhere."

Yang Ruoqing smiled.

Luo Fengtang happened to hear this and touched Baby Luo's head: "You are talking silly again. If it hits the ground, how did you and your brother Chen'er get born safe and sound in the first place?"

Luo Baobao raised his hand and took Luo Fengtang's hand away, pouting in disgust: "Dad, you didn't even wash your hands when picking chestnuts, and you touched my head!"

Luo Fengtang laughed loudly and took his hand back.

Luo Baobao took Yang Ruoqing's arm again and said, "Mom, I heard people say that pregnant people eat chestnuts. I brought you a lot of chestnuts."

"Really? You brought a gift for mom, let me take a look."

Luo Fengtang listened to the conversation between the two women and had already opened the bag of twine.

Yang Ruoqing was helped by Luo Baobao and came forward, burying her head in the twine bag.
Chapter completed!