Xiaohua nodded with a smile, "Okay, then let's arrange it with my mother and sister. I will focus on working later, so I won't care about the two children."

Sun also smiled and said, "Cheng Chengcheng, when you go home, the children don't care, I'll take care of it."

"Fuwa, good baby, are you good to sleep with your breasts at night?"

Fuwa was originally lying in Sun's arms to eat pastries. When he heard this, he looked up at Xiaohua, and then his mouth was about to cry.

Sun suddenly felt soft and quickly changed his words: "My mother is teasing you, Fuwa is still sleeping with her mother!"

Fuwa stopped pouting and the pastry was stuffed into her mouth again.

The adults next to him were all happy to see this.

Yang Ruoqing said: "Okay, no matter how painful the breasts are, they can't beat their mother. No wonder they are all singing in the songs. Only mother is the best in the world!"

Sun said: "Oh, there is no way, I can't force it."

Xiaohua was also happy, "I can't even be lazy, can I just give me face?"

Yang Ruoqing grabbed the braid on Fuwa's head and said with a smile: "Don't worry, let her sleep with her breasts on the first day of her return, so she will definitely not do it. I'll wait for a few days to play together and get along, and then I'll be the same."

Xiaohua nodded: "Well, it should be OK, mom, sister, then I'll go over and help first, let's talk back."

Yang Ruoqing waved her hand: "You go quickly. My mother and I will wait until Fuwa has eaten later before going over. Breakfast is a big meal, and the children can't stand it. Let's eat something at home first and put it on."

In this way, Xiaohua hurried to the old house, and Feng'er followed her and passed by first.

In the main hall, Fuwa was eating pastries and playing with toys, and Sun just needed to follow him and watch.

She is one and a half years old now and is walking ok. Yang Ruoqing has moved all the stools blocking the road aside and freed up a very large open space to give Fuwa a try.

So the mother and the mother were able to take time to chat while watching Fuwa.

"Qing'er, what's going on with your brother? Are you sick, drunk or motion sickness?"

It’s not that Sun was confused, because what she heard from Da’an was motion sickness, what she heard from Xiaohua was sick, but she herself smelled a faint smell of wine from Da’an, as if she had drunk alcohol.

There is no way, so I can only ask Yang Ruoqing.

Yang Ruoqing looked at the direction of the backyard. At this moment, Da'an had already lie down to rest after drinking medicine.

"Mom, I can tell you the truth, but you have to promise to be calm and not be confused."

"Qing'er, when you say this, I can't help but panic. Is there something bad about it?" Sun asked.

Yang Ruoqing gave her a calm smile, "Mom, don't do this. Just be clear. Da'an Xiaohua and two children have returned home safely. Let's look back and talk about what has happened, so don't panic. When you panic, I dare not say it."

"Okay, okay, I'm not panic. You say, hurry up."

So, Yang Ruoqing told Sun about Da'an's experience.

The horizontal and vertical incident itself is a bizarre event and a supernatural phenomenon, so Yang Ruoqing simply told Sun about the experience of the strange fog.

This is why Liu is not here, otherwise, these things will be the most enjoyable to her.

But she is busy now, busy marrying her daughter and becoming a mother-in-law.

After hearing all this, Sun was shocked, and the blood on his face faded completely.

Holding Fuwa's rattle in his hand, the rattle sounded like a 'dongdong'.

Fuwa twisted her body and looked at the rattle curiously with her head tilted.

"Milk...beat the drum."

She pointed to the drum in Sun's hand and said a few simple words in her tender voice.

Sun smiled at Fuwa, but his smile was even worse than crying.

Yang Ruoqing also smiled bitterly. Your breasts didn't even play, and she was scared to shake her hands!

"I just said that Da'an's complexion was wrong. Even if he was sick, he would not turn black. It turned out that he had hit a dirty thing." Sun murmured, his eyes rolling in panic.

If she guessed correctly, she should be wondering where to go to ask the witch to ask the rice, or to find a half immortal to do it.

"Qing'er, after the banquet is over, the three girls will leave their homes. Please accompany me to the Taoist temple. Please think of a way?"

Yang Ruoqing thought for a while, "Okay."

Although Da'an repeatedly emphasized that even though he vomited and had diarrhea after eating the offering, he believed that his late classmate Deng Zeming had no ill intentions towards him.

It is true that classmates gathered together for a long time and had a drink, but humans and ghosts had different paths, and there were inevitably some negative consequences.

But he really didn't blame him. On the contrary, Da'an felt a little regretful for his classmates' early death and his talent was not met.

"Although Daan himself said that his classmates did not harm him, we still have to be on guard against some things. No matter what, it is true that Daan Yintang is black. I am afraid that he would have other bad luck after spending all night in Guniuling. Then after noon, Xiaohua and I will go to Taoist temple. Mom, don't go, stay at home to take care of the children."

"That's fine." Sun thought for a while and said, "Qing'er, can you think of a way to let Da'an go too? It's so good for Master Yuan to take a look in person?"

Yang Ruoqing rejected Sun's proposal without hesitation: "Don't disturb Da'an anymore. Xiaohua and I will take the time to go there."

Things are settled.

Fuwa ate almost the same food here, and the little man even urinated. Sun changed her warm cotton shoes, Yang Ruoqing put on her beautiful little rabbit hat, and left Da'an to sleep in the backyard. Her mother and mother went out to play in the old house.

At this time, the relatives and friends of Lao Yang's family were basically here. The old house of Lao Yang was very lively. Adults were busy in and out, and children ran around, and there were many villagers nearby who came to watch the fun or took some melon seeds and peanuts.

Yang Yongjin and Yang Yongqing and the others stood at the door, holding a firecracker in their hands, and there were bundles of fireworks by the ditch not far away. The men gathered together and chatted and smoked, waiting for Tiedan Honger and others to come back to report the news.

Once the wedding team reaches the intersection there, firecrackers can be ignited here immediately.

Sun and Yang Ruoqing came with Fuwa. The people they met along the way came to say hello and tease Fuwa.

Perhaps at the beginning, many people came to support the show out of politeness, or wanted to make friends with the old Yang family, so that they could take good impressions from Yang Ruoqing, and some places could be taken care of in the future.

Therefore, the most direct way is to tease Fuwa and praise him.

At first, everyone approached with purpose, but when they saw Fuwa, who was held in Yang Ruoqing's arms, wrapped in a pink rabbit-fed cloak, a white rabbit-fed hat, and a pink jade-carved Fuwa, the praises suddenly turned into sincere blessings and exclamations.

We have seen many beautiful children, but beautiful and spiritual children are rare.

The little granddaughter of the third wife of the old Yang family, my god, it's like a lucky doll holding a big carp in the New Year painting. Isn't it so intriguing?
Chapter completed!