She glanced sideways at him, and the two smiled at each other.

In the main room, Yang Huazhong was calling them.

Several people quickly entered the house, only to see Ms. Sun coming from the backyard.

Mrs. Sun handed a bundle in her hand to Yang Huazhong.

Yang Huazhong took the bundle and said to Yang Ruoqing and others: "Children, it's time for us to leave to pay our New Year's greetings to Grandma, Grandma, and Grandma."

Yang Huazhong and his wife Sun walked in the front, Da'an and Xiao'an walked in the middle, and Yang Ruoqing and Luo Fengtang walked in the back.

The little flowers are left to look after the house.

Everyone first went to Mrs. Sun's yard in the side yard next door.

Lao Suntou and the others also had the New Year's Eve dinner. The eldest Sun and Cao Bamei were clearing away the dishes in the kitchen.

In the hall, Mrs. Sun was handing out lucky money to Dajie and Xiaojie.

Mrs. Sun was very happy to see a large group of Yang Huazhong's family coming to pay New Year's greetings.

Old Suntou and his uncle were busy inviting Yang Huazhong and his family to sit down, making tea, and getting melon seeds and other things.

Mrs. Sun took several red envelopes from the sewing dustpan on the side.

They were given to the Yang Ruoqing siblings, and of course Luo Fengtang was among them.

In the yard at the door of the house, Luo Fengtang took the red envelope in his hand and said to Yang Ruoqing: "I've made a lot of money on this trip tonight..."

Yang Ruoqing smiled: "You will be lucky tonight!"

Luo Fengtang smiled, "I got enough of the New Year's money that I didn't get in the past ten years or so tonight."

Yang Ruoqing smiled again, but after laughing, a trace of sadness surged through her heart.

Although I was crazy and stupid before, during the Chinese New Year, the old Yang family would at least give their children a penny as lucky money.

As for Luo Fengtang, he never got it.

This cannot be blamed on Blacksmith Luo.

Men don't think so carefully, and they don't care much about the trivial details.

It would be nice to be able to bring Luo Fengtang up.

"Tangyaozi, from now on, as long as I am here and with relatives like us, you will never be alone again."

She squeezed his hand gently and said.

Luo Fengtang nodded.

He gave her the two red envelopes in his hand.

"What are you doing?" she asked in surprise.

"Hand it in!" he said.

She was startled.

He said seriously: "When we got along well, you made the rules."

"My wife is in charge of our family's money."

"Pfft..."

Yang Ruoqing almost spit out blood.

Do you want to be so obedient?

"Just keep what my grandma and my mother gave you. Since it's the Chinese New Year, I can make an exception for you," she said.

"No, you can't break the rules. If there is one, there will be two!"

Luo Fengtang said with a serious face and stuffed the red envelope into her hand.

Yang Ruoqing is not a hypocritical person either.

With this silver in her hand, she couldn't bear to let go.

"Well, men become bad when they have money. I should take care of the money!"

She put his lucky money into her pocket without blushing.

At this time, Yang Huazhong and Sun came out of Mrs. Sun's room.

"Why are you leaving now? Why don't you sit there for a little longer!"

Mrs. Sun tried to persuade her.

Mrs. Sun said: "Come back, the father and son haven't gone to the old house yet."

Old Mrs. Sun suddenly realized: "Oh? You have to go to the old house quickly, I won't leave you alone, come back to play later."

"Okay." Mrs. Sun said.

Yang Ruoqing and others waved goodbye to Mrs. Sun and others and returned to their own yard.

Sun said: "Father Qing'er, you take the children to the old house. I'll stay at home until President Geng and the others are afraid to come over."

Yang Huazhong said: "Okay."

Yang Huazhong picked up the things, followed by Daan, who also held a wind lantern for lighting.

Xiao An ran around all night. Previously, he and Dajie and Xiaojie had been running wildly in the yard and setting off firecrackers.

I was a little tired now, so I hugged Yang Ruoqing's legs and said coquettishly: "Sister, are your legs like mine, sore and heavy, as if they were filled with stones..."

Yang Ruoqing leaned over and pinched his little Yuanbao nose.

"Little one, if you want your sister to hold you, just say so. When did you learn to beat around the bush?"

Xiao An's eyes rolled round as his thoughts were revealed.

Yang Ruoqing patted his round belly.

"I ate two big chicken drumsticks at night, so you have to take a good walk, or you'll look like a fat little guy and you won't be handsome anymore!" she said.

Xiao An pouted, "Men don't rely on their faces to make a living, they rely on their fists!"

The white and tender little hands made a small fist and raised it in a gesture.

It made Yang Ruoqing laugh.

Luo Fengtang came over and said, "Come on, brother-in-law will help you build a ladder."

He leaned over and lifted the chubby little An above his head, letting her sit firmly on his shoulders.

"If a boy is poor and a girl is rich, please don't spoil him like this!"

Yang Ruoqing scolded Luo Fengtang.

Luo Fengtang smiled: "He is still young, so there is no need to be so strict with him. When he gets older, he will naturally become sensible."

"Xiao An, right?"

He raised his head and asked Xiao An, who was sitting high on his shoulders.

Xiao An is very excited at the moment.

Holding Luo Fengtang's head tightly with his little hands, he smiled when he heard this.

"Brother-in-law is the best. My sister is not true love and doesn't love Xiao An..."

"You brat, who did you learn these words from?"

Yang Ruoqing couldn't laugh or cry.

Xiao An made a face at her.

Yang Ruoqing tried to pull him down, but Luo Fengtang said: "Sit tight, Xiao An, let's go..."

"drive……"

Xiao An stretched out his short arms and pointed forward like a general.

Luo Fengtang walked forward with long strides.

Yang Ruoqing smiled and shook her head, and quickly followed her, helping Xiao An from the side.

The family entered the village.

Usually at this time, every household in the village has closed their doors and windows and is getting ready to go to bed.

It was dark everywhere.

Tonight is New Year's Eve, so it's very different.

Every house, courtyard door, and hall are all open.

The hall was lit with lights, and the adults gathered together to chat and talk.

In the yard, there were also children running around playing and setting off firecrackers.

On the way to the old house, I met many people from the same village who also came out to pay New Year greetings.
To be continued...