As soon as Yang Ruoqing left, Luo Fengtang couldn't sit still.

Tuoba Xian smiled and looked at her son, what his son wanted, the mother understood.

"Okay, you go to the stove room to accompany Qing'er, I just have a baby to accompany me." Tuoba Xian's words pierced Luo Fengtang's heart.

Luo Fengtang was embarrassed and blushed.

Tuoba Xian smiled: "Silly son, what's so embarrassing? ”

"You two have a good relationship, it's too late for your mother to be happy!" Tuoba Xiandao.

Luo Fengtang grinned, even more embarrassed.

Tuoba Xian asked again: "How much do you remember about the past?" ”

When asked about this, Luo Fengtang was colored.

"I didn't remember it when I woke up, but I slept at night twice, and I had several dreams."

"In the dream, there are many things, as if they happened in the past, there are Qing'er, there are mothers-in-law, there are fathers-in-law, mothers-in-law, ......"

"But when I woke up, I felt a little confused, and I couldn't remember." Luo Fengtang said truthfully.

Tuoba Xian listened carefully to Luo Fengtang's story, and at the end, she thought for a while and said, "If I guessed correctly, those dreams you had should be the epitome and replay of those things in the past. ”

"Fengtang, this should be a good omen."

"It means that in your mind, you are gradually on the road to healing, and one day, those dreams will be connected, and all your lost memories will be recovered." She said.

It's a good thing to get it back, but it's also a bad thing.

Now such a son is very happy and happy.

Guarding Qing'er and the baby's mother and daughter every day, they are happy to go in and out.

Once all the memories come back one day, he will think of the lost Chen'er whose whereabouts are unknown......

Thinking of this, Tuoba Xian's brows couldn't help frowning slightly.

But no matter what, even if you know that it will be painful, the lost memories must be recovered, because it is a person's past.

"Mother, do you have anything else to explain?"

Luo Fengtang's voice pulled Tuoba Xian's thoughts back.

Tuoba Xian glanced at Luo Fengtang and knew that he was in a hurry and wanted to go to the backyard to accompany Qing'er.

"It's gone, you can go to the backyard to accompany Qing'er." Tuoba Xian smiled.

Luo Fengtang hurriedly went to the backyard.

In the backyard stove room, Yang Ruoqing stood by the pot and brushed the pots and bowls, and Luo Fengtang sat at the door of the stove and stuffed a few handfuls of firewood into the stove.

The two of them were talking and laughing, and the dishes and chopsticks in their hands were almost washed before they knew it.

"It's almost time, Tang Yanzi, why don't you pick up the baby from your hall, I'll go to Brother Hao's house to take a look and see if Sister Lan'er is still there?" Yang Ruoqing discussed with Luo Fengtang.

Luo Fengtang nodded.

Yang Ruoqing said again: "Wait a minute, you send hot water to your mother's house first, and then she will use it for a bath." ”

"Hmm!"

The two went their separate ways.

In Ah Hao's house, Yang Ruolan has already left.

When Yang Ruoqing entered the house, she saw Ah Hao sitting on the bed alone, holding a purse in his hand and looking there.

I watched it with all my attention, and I couldn't help but grin at the corners of my mouth.

He didn't even notice when she walked to his bedside.

"Ahem......"

Yang Ruoqing clenched her fist to her lips with one hand and pretended to cough.

Ah Hao raised his eyes, only to find that Yang Ruoqing was there, and his face suddenly turned red.

subconsciously hid the purse in his hand behind him, but Yang Ruoqing was quick and snatched it in his hand.

"Haha, the flowers are blooming?"

"This look is my Sister Lan'er's craftsmanship, Brother Hao, you can hide it, I am your big matchmaker, what are you embarrassed about with me!"

Yang Ruoqing quipped with a smile.

Ah Hao scratched his head, even more embarrassed.

"Hey, Brother Hao, as far as I know about my sister Lan'er, she didn't know how to do these needlework women in the past!"

"I learned from my mother in the past two years, but her family is having a hard time, and my cousin sews clothes and shoes for their sisters and brothers."

"Make a purse and give it to a man, I'm afraid you are really the first one!" Yang Ruoqing said, while returning the purse to Ah Hao.

Ah Hao pinched the purse in his hand, and his face was sweet.

"Brother Hao, I came here to tell you this, this is the twenty-seventh day of the lunar month." Yang Ruoqing continued.

"According to the customs of our area, tonight here is 'quiet', if you hear the intermittent sound of artillery and gongs at night, don't panic." She said.

"Qing'er, I know that your sister Lan'er has already told me about this before......" Ah Hao said.

Yang Ruoqing was stunned, and then smiled.

has an unmarried daughter-in-law, who is told everywhere, Brother Hao is really happy!

"Well, it's good that my sister Lan'er said it," Yang Ruoqing said.

"In that case, then Brother Hao, you can rest, I'll go back first, and I'll come to see you tomorrow." Yang Ruoqing said.

Ah Hao smiled and nodded.

At night, Luo Baobao was held and slept in Yang Ruoqing's arms.

Outside, after a while, there was the sound of artillery fighting.

Because he was held in his mother's arms, and his little hand was still close to his mother's chest, Luo Baobao probably felt solid and safe.

So, despite the sound of cannonballs and gongs outside, she slept peacefully.

This night is a competition where is the quietest.

It's better to be quiet.

When Xingjing last year, the direction of the old Yang family was said to be a little quiet, so the next year, Yang Hualin drowned in his own patio, and the Qian family also died......

I wonder if there will be anything in the village that is not quiet this year?

A good night's sleep.

And in the old house of the old Yang family.

The front yard and the backyard were quiet, and even the Jin family had already put Fu'er to sleep early.

However, when he slept until midnight, in the house of Yang Yongzhi in the third room, Hong'er made a fuss again.

"What the hell is going on with this kid? Didn't you take medicine and apply plasters? Why are you still crying? Chen Jinhong asked in surprise, sitting on the bed rubbing his eyes, and didn't bother to get out of bed.

"Yang Yongzhi, hurry up and see what is going on with your son, I'm sleepy." She said.

Yang Yongzhi hurriedly got out of bed, walked to the cradle and checked, "I didn't pee or pull, I was hungry." ”

Chen Jinhong said: "Didn't you say that you have to be hungry these days, the doctor told me!" ”

Yang Yongzhi said: "The doctor told me not to eat too much, but you can't not give him food all night." ”

"Quick, hurry up and feed a few mouthfuls in your arms, don't let him cry." Yang Yongzhi said.

Chen Jinhong reluctantly hugged Hong'er and lay down.

The child was wrapped in milk and immediately behaved.

Early the next morning, the women of the village were washing in the pond, and they were all talking about the previous night.

Yang Ruoqing came back from washing vegetables on the pond and told Sun what she had heard.

"I said that there were two places in our village that were a little unquiet last night, one was Uncle Chang Gung's house, and the other was the north end of the village."