At first, when Yang Huamei saw Zhuang Zhuang's appearance, her face was a little confused, and she was also a little unhappy about the child's disobedience.

But after seeing him eating for a while, looking so naive, Yang Huamei's heart softened again.

Ignoring the different looks from the people around her, she touched Zhuang Zhuang's head and coaxed softly in his ear: "Then you listen to grandma. After finishing this bowl of noodles, we will go to the backyard to play with our friends for a while.

OK?"

"Okay, if you don't say anything, grandma will take it as your consent."

"If you regret it, you're just a puppy, haha..."

On the other side of the table, Mrs. Tan looked at the one-sided 'interaction' between Yang Huamei and Zhuang Zhuang, and the corner of her mouth couldn't help but twitch slightly.

In the end, the old lady couldn't say anything, so she could only turn her face away and let out a long sigh in her heart.

At the door of the dining hall, Ms. Liu was holding a bowl full of sugar noodles and eating them while paying attention to the goings on in the dining hall.

She saw what Yang Huamei did and couldn't help but shake her head. Then she touched Yang Ruoqing's arm next to her and whispered:

"Qing'er, did you hear that? Your girl is gone!"

"Then the child can't hear it at all. She is the only one who speaks seriously. Why bother?"

Looking around the room, who doesn't know the child's condition?

It's just that no one is too embarrassed to expose it, and sometimes they even have to cooperate in acting, tsk tsk...

Regarding this, Yang Ruoqing's perception is not much different from Liu's.

I feel like Aunt Meier, how should I put it, although it doesn’t matter whether the child is strong enough to hear what he said, as long as the child’s brain is not weak, he can eat, sleep, and has a good body, it doesn’t matter whether he talks or not.

However, her own words and deeds are always trying to prove to others that his Zhuang Zhuang is a normal child. Even if his Zhuang Zhuang cannot hear or speak, it does not hinder communication at all.

Just like just now, Yang Ruoqing dared to guarantee that Zhuang Zhuang had no idea what Aunt Meier wanted to express by moving her mouth together.

Zhuang Zhuang has always been immersed in his own world. His world is very simple, without any sound, just the bowl of sugar noodles in front of him!

That's all!

"Fourth Aunt, you eat first, I'll go to the backyard to take a look." Yang Ruoqing told Mrs. Liu and turned around to walk to the backyard.

Mrs. Liu followed behind, "Qing'er, wait for me, I'll go too."

On the way to the backyard, Mrs. Liu said to Yang Ruoqing: "That Mrs. Mo is really weird, why is she so tired after giving birth to a child? She is not a fat boy weighing eight or nine pounds, and she has been sleeping until now!

"

"What? You're not awake yet?" Yang Ruoqing asked.

Mrs. Liu nodded, "Yes, they were anxious earlier and even specially invited Wang Sheng over. They checked his pulse and said that there was nothing wrong with him, he was just weak and he had fallen asleep to recuperate his energy!"

Yang Ruoqing also felt that Mo's sleepiness was indeed a bit long...

But since the doctor at the medical center and the doctor in the village have said everything is fine, then it must be true that everything is fine, right?

In the backyard, a group of children were playing together, some with noodle bowls in their hands. However, Yang Ruoqing was really...

"Haha, Qing'er, look at the mistress, the snot in her nose is mixed with the sugar noodles."

Mrs. Liu pointed at the third child among the children and laughed so hard that the noodle crumbs sprayed out everywhere in her mouth.

"Fourth Aunt, you are no better than the mistress!" Yang Ruoqing said.

Cao Bamei happened to come out of the kitchen and heard this conversation, so she went to see the mistress.

Seeing this, Cao Bamei slapped her thigh hard, "Oh my little ancestor, why are you eating sugar noodles? You are eating salty noodles!"

Cao Bamei hurriedly rushed to the third son, picked up the apron around her waist and wiped the little son's nose.

"Press it out hard!" she said again.

Then, with the loud pressing sound of the mistress, Cao Bamei cleaned the bottom of the nose of the mistress.

Finally, she raised her head and shouted towards the front yard: "Second girl, Second girl, where have you been?"

Xiuhong ran over with a bowl in her hand: "I left it here, what's the matter?"

"What are you talking about? Come here and stare at your brother. The snot in his nose is scary!" Cao Bamei said.

Xiuhong disagreed: "He has rhinitis. I told him to go back to the house to eat, but he refused to listen. Who is to blame?"

After saying this, Xiuhong took the bowl and returned to the canteen to eat her sweet noodles.

Cao Bamei was so angry that she put her hands on her hips and said, "Hey girl, how can you be a sister?"

After scolding Xiu Hong, Cao Bamei pinched the mistress's ear again.

"You too, you didn't listen to your second sister and asked you to go to the dining hall. Look, your nose is full of snot, isn't it?"

The little third son was a strong-skinned boy who didn't cry even after his ears were pinched. He still smiled and turned around to break away from Cao Bamei's hand and ran over to play with Tuan Yuan Yuan and the others.

Mrs. Liu said to Cao Bamei: "Boys are so stubborn and there is nothing they can do about it. I think my boy Kang was also like this back then."

In the past, Mr. Liu rarely talked about boys having strong skin.

why?

Because she is not confident!

Even if Kang Xiaozi is a boy, in the eyes of others, Kang Xiaozi is a disabled person, and it will be difficult for him to marry a wife when he grows up.

If you can't get a wife, you won't be able to spread the branches and leaves of the four houses and spread the fragrance.

Then he cannot be considered a real boy.

Therefore, Liu's confidence is insufficient.

Things are different now. Kang Xiaozi is engaged to Liu Jinchuan, and soon Liu Jinchuan will be married. When the time comes, she will be pregnant and give birth to a child, and she will have a real grandson in her arms.

The incense in the fourth room can also continue.

So Ms. Liu now has the confidence and confidence to say what she wants, and she can say whatever she wants!

As for Cao Bamei, she was also very happy when she heard Liu's words.

"Hey, my family Yongjin sometimes said that if I had known that my mistress was so skinny, I shouldn't have given birth to him. It was too tiring."

Ms. Liu curled her lips repeatedly, "You can't say that. What a wonderful little third son. As for the eldest son, with the third son, your family, Yongjin, will have a bright future!"

"Just like my well-off boy, raising a son is not just for us to raise him for old age.

Those older sisters will be bullied by their husband’s family in the future, and they will still have their younger brothers to support them.”

"When we wait a hundred years from now, when the girls return to their parents' homes, they will at least have younger brothers and sisters-in-law to support the family. Do you think so, Eighth Sister?"

"Yes, that's the truth, but Fourth Aunt, you've gone a bit far..."

She talked too much about her son, which made Cao Bamei a little uncomfortable.

Yang Ruoqing on the side didn't want to hear any more.

The two of them had a son at one time and an adopted son to take care of them in old age.

But among the people present, the number of sons they had together was not as many as that of Yang Ruoqing alone.

Chen'er, Tuantuan, and Yuanyuan are all her biological sons.

In addition, she also has an adopted son, Dazhi, whom she has raised since he was more than one year old.

She also has a daughter!
Chapter completed!