Near noon, the troops were finally called back, and the clouds closed and the rain dispersed.

"Silly girl, you're done, why are you still lying in bed and not getting up?"

When Luo Fengtang came out of the bathroom, he was full of energy and in high spirits.

He glanced at a certain girl who was still lazily nestled in the quilt on the bed, and asked lovingly.

There was still a trace of residual blush on Yang Ruoqing's face.

Hearing this, he glanced at him with a slightly resentful look, "It's not that I don't remember it, it's that I can't get up at all..."

All the bones in this body are about to fall apart...

Hearing her words, Luo Fengtang's eyes became meaningful.

"Really? Do you want my husband to rub it for you?"

He said, turning around and walking towards the bed.

"Don't come over, don't come over!"

She stretched out a white and smooth arm from the quilt and made a stop gesture towards him.

He stopped where he was, crossing his arms across his chest and looking at her with a smile.

"I'll get up right now. You go and do your work. Don't come to the bed again." She said again.

Rub it?

Is it really just rubbing?

Maybe if he rubs it hard, he will make trouble again.

Her body and bones could no longer withstand his torture.

Over there, Luo Fengtang smiled and shook his head, "Okay, okay, don't be afraid, I'm not a scourge."

As he spoke, he walked to the table, poured a bowl of hot tea and put it there. He turned to the bed and said, "Put the tea here to warm it. After you get up, take a few sips of tea. I'll go to the front yard to find our daughter."

Already."

"Well, okay, you go and do your work."

Her voice came from behind, accompanied by the rustling of clothes.

I haven't seen my parents all day long. When Yang Ruoqing came to the front yard dressed neatly, Luo Fengtang was playing in the yard with Baby Luo.

Today, Baby Luo is wearing a thin pink cotton coat and a pink hat on his head.

Winter has already begun, and the weather is getting brighter and brighter every step of the way. This thin cotton-padded coat can keep you warm without being bulky.

Walking, running, jumping, playing, very flexible and light.

Wearing Baby Luo on her body, the bright colors make her as lively and cute as an elf.

She could see it at a glance from afar. When she saw that little red figure from afar, the corners of Yang Ruoqing's lips couldn't help but curl up in pleasure.

"Baby?"

She called to their father and daughter and waved.

Baby Luo was squatting on the ground at that moment, holding a branch in his hand, as if he was drawing something.

Luo Fengtang, a tall and handsome young father, stood behind her, leaning down slightly, his loving eyes falling on the branch she was holding in her hand.

His mouth seemed to be saying words of encouragement and praise.

Hearing Yang Ruoqing's shout, Luo Fengtang raised his head and glanced in her direction, with a smile on his face.

He immediately looked away and reminded a certain little guy.

Luo Baobao stood up and raised his head, looking in the direction where Yang Ruoqing came.

When he saw that it was his mother, Baobao Luo's eyes suddenly lit up, and he quickly dropped the branch in his hand and ran towards Yang Ruoqing.

"Mother..."

The sound of milky milk was heard, and a pair of small arms opened before he even reached me.

Yang Ruoqing's heart suddenly turned cute.

He knelt down and took Baby Luo into his arms, "Good girl, do you finally want a mother? Good baby, bum bum~"

In one breath, I kissed this fleshy little face several times.

The kiss made Baby Luo giggle and squirm in her arms, dodging left and right before Yang Ruoqing gave up.

"What are you playing with daddy?" she asked Luo Baobao.

Luo Baobao turned around, pointed in the direction of Luo Fengtang, and said vaguely: "Draw...circles..."

Draw circles?

Yang Ruoqing was surprised and drew a circle to curse who?

"Let's go and take my mother to see her."

She came to Luo Fengtang with Baby Luo in her arms, "Let me see my daughter's masterpiece."

She said, "Where is it?"

Luo Fengtang smiled and pointed at his feet: "Look, these are all painted by my daughter!"

"She's not allowed to wipe it off. I have to guard it here."

Hearing Luo Fengtang's words, Yang Ruoqing couldn't help but look to the ground.

You won’t know if you don’t look at it, but you will be shocked when you look at it.

"Wow, so many circles?" She was surprised.

Some are like cakes, some are like eggs, some are big and some are small.

After a rough count, I estimate there are seven or eight.

Seven or eight, to an adult, is nothing, just a few quick strokes.

But Baby Luo is just a little baby who is less than two years old.

These circles are an excessive workload for her, and they also test her patience.

"When she was painting earlier, I was watching from the side, and I noticed something." Luo Fengtang came to Yang Ruoqing's side and said with a mysterious face.

"What's the matter?" Yang Ruoqing also became interested.

Luo Fengtang said: "Our daughter, it seems that she is still thinking about something in her mind while painting."

"The little hands kept moving, and her mouth was still mumbling. I felt that what she really wanted to draw was not circles, but other things." He said.

Yang Ruoqing raised her eyebrows, glanced at the circles on the ground, and then at Baby Luo, who was holding a bunch of her hair in her arms and wrapping it around her fingers, playing happily.

This child is so young, is it possible that he already has the ability of his own thinking and imagination?

Haha, interesting.

"Follow up and observe, there will definitely be other discoveries later." Yang Ruoqing said to Luo Fengtang.

Luo Fengtang nodded, "I think so too."

Yang Ruoqing glanced at the sun above her head: "It's almost noon, we have to go to my parents' yard next door."

Luo Fengtang said: "Okay, we have been waiting for you, so let's go now!"

Yang Ruoqing nodded, hugged Baby Luo and was about to leave, when Baby Luo suddenly made a sound.

"Circle..."

She pointed at her 'masterpiece' on the ground and shouted.

The couple looked at each other, neither quite understanding what she meant.

Finally, Luo Fengtang reacted, "I understand, what she means is, let's go to eat, and when we come back later, these circles will be gone, right?"

Baby Luo's fussing has calmed down a little.

Luo Fengtang understood, so he quickly moved several stones from the side and placed them around the circles to create a surrounding shape.

"Look, daughter, dad has protected these circles. They won't be stolen," he said.

Luo Baobao tilted his head, and then he lay back on Yang Ruoqing's shoulder contentedly, with his double chin pressed against her shoulder and his butt sticking out, looking lazily.

Yang Ruoqing gently patted her butt and said to Luo Fengtang: "Let's go, let's go there."

Luo Fengtang said: "The child is heavy, I will hold him."

Yang Ruoqing shook her head: "It's rare for her to show her favor and let me get close to you, so please give me this opportunity!"

Luo Fengtang smiled a little ambiguously and said in a low voice: "Who said before that the bones are falling apart and the fingers can't be lifted up?"

Yang Ruoqing raised her foot and stepped on him lightly.

"Aren't you ashamed to be so dirty in front of your children?" she said.

Luo Fengtang smiled so hard that his eyes narrowed.

"She is so young and can't understand..."

"She doesn't understand, her mother understands, don't say it, let's go, let's go!"

She glared at him again, picked up Baby Luo and left quickly.

Luo Fengtang happily followed the couple, and the young couple went to the yard of Yang Huazhong's house next door.
Chapter completed!