"General Luo, you are the leader of the Luo family army. You have made great military achievements at a young age."

"On the battlefield, he was brave and powerful, regardless of personal life and death. He was the pillar of the country and was summoned by the emperor in the Golden Palace."

"But I find that your ideological consciousness needs to be improved!" Yang Ruoqing said.

Luo Fengtang naturally understood what Yang Ruoqing meant. He smiled and said without any shame: "I can just serve the country by myself. To be honest, I work so hard just to let my wife and children live a good life."

.”

"How can I, my delicate daughter, have the heart to send her to the front line? I absolutely can't do it!"

Yang Ruoqing absolutely believed what he said.

"The majestic general, he didn't even take it seriously when he was cut to pieces with swords and arrows. Your daughter's hand was scratched a little bit, and you felt like the sky had fallen. I was also drunk..."

Yang Ruoqing complained.

Outsiders would never imagine that a man as cold and paralyzed as Luo Fengtang would never speak loudly to his daughter, and his eyes would always smile when he saw her.

"Are you dressed? I'll hold you while you go make the bed. My daughter may be sleepy," Luo Fengtang said.

He reached out and took Luo Baobao, who had changed his clothes, into his arms.

At this age, Baby Luo is learning to walk like crazy. He has short legs and is very strong.

As soon as he reached Luo Fengtang's arms, he struggled to stand up and didn't want to sit on his lap at all.

Luo Fengtang helped Luo Baobao to stand up.

When Yang Ruoqing finished making the bed here and turned around, the scene in front of her surprised her.

I saw Baby Luo straightening his back, raising his little face, waving his little hands, and moving his short legs, all the way up Luo Fengtang's belly.

It was like climbing a mountain, stepping on his chest, step by step, and finally reached his shoulders.

"Come on, my dear, one two one, one two one..."

Luo Fengtang's big hands held Baby Luo's body firmly.

There was a lot of pride and arrogance on his face, and he was actually shouting slogans like recruits during drills.

As for Luo Baobao, he was even more excited.

Walking back and forth, raising his little head, he was like a little general who had won a battle.

…

At this time, thousands of miles away, on a small island in the East China Sea.

The elegant and tasteful courtyard is decorated with lights and colorful decorations, and the atmosphere is full of joy.

A group of maids and servants were decorating the flower hall.

"You guys, please be smart. Even if you don't sleep tonight, you have to arrange the decoration of this flower hall. The master will hold a birthday banquet here starting from tomorrow morning and lasting until night. There can be no carelessness."

A man who looked like a steward was there giving orders to other servants.

"Yes." Everyone responded in unison, each performing their duties. Although they were busy, they were busy in an orderly manner.

Obviously, only professionally trained servants from noble houses can do this.

The steward nodded with satisfaction and left the flower hall to inspect elsewhere.

Here, there are servants whispering to each other.

"What's the background of that young master? I've been in the mansion for several years, and this is the first time I've seen the master make such a fuss about a child's first birthday party." Servant A said.

The second servant said: "I am also wondering. Our master used to be a low-key and simple person. Every meal had three dishes and one soup, which was very casual."

"Since the young master was brought back from outside, the master himself has remained simple, but he has made exceptions for the young master again and again."

"Look, I heard that the banquet this time is all about delicacies from the mountains and the sea. As long as there are famous dishes in the world, the big kitchen in the backyard has prepared them. We even sent people by boat to Licheng on the shore to buy ingredients."

"This young master must be related to our master. I have never seen the master doting on someone so much."

"Whether it has anything to do with it or not, in short, in our house, he is just a little overlord and our little master."

"By the way, my little master is really beautiful. I have never seen a boy be so good-looking. He looks just like the fairy boy in the painting..."

…

In a blink of an eye, it’s the sixth day of the third month of the lunar calendar.

On this day, the sun is bright and the spring breeze is warm.

There is a garden-like place in the backyard of Yang Ruoqing's house, with four tables set up in the open space.

On the table, various pastries, snacks and fragrant tea have been prepared.

All relatives and friends also came over.

Because the child is one year old, the main actors are the child's maternal grandparents.

Yang Huazhong's family was all here. The two uncles, Da'an and Xiao'an, specially asked for half a day's leave from their husband to come and attend the banquet.

As for Old Sun Tou and Old Mrs. Sun, according to custom, they do not need to give gifts.

Because there are two daughters from outside the family, Sun and Yang Ruoqing, in between, it is equivalent to turning two corners and crossing two thresholds.

Giving gifts is a solemn and important thing.

If you don’t give gifts, what will the matchmaker say?

but--

However, the Sun family sent generous gifts, and the whole family was all dressed up. They took this matter very seriously.

Looking at Lao Yangtou and Tan, Tan will persist in his stingy habit to the end.

By not giving money to his great-grandson, he probably didn’t want to set a new precedent.

However, to Yang Ruoqing's expectation, although Mrs. Tan did not give any money, she personally gave Luo a pair of small shoes.

The tiger on the toe of the small shoes is vivid, and the number of stitches and other stitches clearly shows Tan's craftsmanship.

"Nai, you can't see me. I haven't made shoes in the past two years. Why do you still have shoes for the baby?" Yang Ruoqing asked directly.

Because even for Da Bai and Xiao Hei's first birthday, Tan didn't make any shoes.

Hearing Yang Ruoqing's question, Mrs. Tan sat there with her lips pursed and said nothing, but a trace of unnaturalness flashed across her face.

Old Yangtou on the side quickly came out to smooth things over.

"These shoes are a gift from your mother, just keep them," Old Yang said.

Yang Ruoqing came over understandingly, thanked her with a smile, and put away the shoes.

"Master, grandma, you guys should eat some pastries to satisfy your stomach first, and then I'll go to the table over there and greet you," she said.

Lao Yangtou waved his hand: "We are all members of our own family. If you want to eat or drink, you can take it by yourself. Go and greet them."

Yang Ruoqing smiled and turned around and left.

During this period, she took the time to go back to her house and send the shoes back.

Mrs. Sun and Bao Suyun happened to be in the house. When they saw Yang Ruoqing coming in, Mrs. Sun hurriedly waved to her: "Qing'er, come and see. The new clothes your fifth aunt made for the baby are so beautiful. They are just right for this season."

"Really? Thank you Fifth Aunt, Fifth Aunt is interested."

Yang Ruoqing smiled and thanked her, and then looked at the little clothes together. They were really cute and exquisite.

"Fifth Aunt's craftsmanship is so good." Yang Ruoqing praised.
Chapter completed!