Hearing her son's words of approval, Yang Ruoqing was so happy that she would be happy to die now!

"Mom, what is my real name? How old am I this year?" Chen'er leaned a little closer to Yang Ruoqing and asked curiously.

Yang Ruoqing held his little hand in her palm, smiled lovingly and said, "Your original name is Luo Xingchen, and you were born on the same day as your twin sister."

"The sixth day of the third month of the lunar calendar is the day after tomorrow. You will be seven years old the day after tomorrow."

"But according to the customs and habits in our Mianniu Mountain area, your actual age is nine."

"You look like your father. You are very tall, taller than other children of the same age. Your sister is not short either..."

"Luo Xingchen?" Chen'er narrowed his eyes and then smiled.

"What a coincidence." He said.

"What's the coincidence?" Yang Ruoqing asked.

Chen'er said: "My grandfather also named me Chen'er, which means morning, and the pronunciation of my real name is the same."

Yang Ruoqing also curled her lips, raised her hand and gently stroked Chen'er's hair, "The name Xingchen was actually given by Qi Xingchen, the second prince of Daqi today."

"Oh?" Chen'er raised her eyebrows, her eyes filled with questions.

Yang Ruoqing then continued: "Your father's name is Luo Fengtang. He had a good relationship with the second prince Qi Xingchen."

"When my mother gave birth to your brother and sister, the second prince gave his name to you." She said.

"Luo, Feng, Tang?" Chen'er stood up in surprise, pointing to her nose in disbelief and asked Yang Ruoqing.

"Mom, did I hear you right? My father is actually Luo Fengtang? He was famous for fighting against the Nanbarbarians and the Black Lotus Sect in the south. He later escorted the troops in Helanzhou and put down the rebels, and was later sent to the southwest border to put down the rebels.

General Luo Fengtang who protects the country?"

Yang Ruoqing smiled and nodded, "Yes, although your father is now a great general protecting the country, your father was born as a poor boy in the countryside. When he was your age, your father was living barefoot in the mountains by hunting.

Damn it!"

Chen'er's breathing became a little faster, and her eyes were even brighter.

He approached Yang Ruoqing and said excitedly: "Mom, do you know? When I grow up, the person I admire the most is the leader of the Luo Family Army, hahaha. I didn't expect that he turned out to be my father, hahaha..."

Yang Ruoqing also said with a proud face: "I spent New Year's Eve at Xiaoyao Village. Brother Wang and Brother Liu took me to your house."

"When I saw your self-portrait standing under the plum tree, I could almost conclude that this must be my son."

"Because your facial features are exactly the same as your father's!"

Yang Ruoqing looked at Chen'er, as if she was seeing the man in the far southwest through him.

Chen'er was not stupid, so she naturally guessed something from Yang Ruoqing's eyes.

He smiled slyly, winked at Yang Ruoqing deliberately and said, "Mom, do you think I am more handsome, or my father?"

Yang Ruoqing came back to her senses, glanced at him angrily, and said, "You two are equally handsome and both are my favorite men, okay?"

Chen'er smiled, unabashedly.

It's not like the faint, shallow, toothless, youthful smile of the past.

At this moment, in front of Yang Ruoqing, he looked exactly like a seven-year-old child.

"Are you changing your teeth?" Yang Ruoqing had sharp eyes and saw at a glance that one of Chen'er's front teeth had fallen out.

Chen'er looks like this, no longer young and mature, but as cold and arrogant as an iceberg.

I am grounded and have the innocence and cuteness of a child.

Hearing Yang Ruoqing's words, Chen'er immediately closed her mouth tightly and her handsome face turned slightly red.

Yang Ruoqing smiled, "It's normal to have deciduous teeth at this age. Your sister is also having her teeth replaced."

"When teeth are replaced, you should eat less sweet and sour foods, and be sure to rinse your mouth with water or salt water after eating. This will prevent cavities from growing."

Yang Ruoqing gave him several words of advice regarding the matter of teeth replacement.

Chen'er pursed her lips and listened carefully, but an indescribable feeling of happiness filled her heart.

That's the feeling of being in pain and being nagged by your mother.

The atmosphere in the room was just right when the secret guard came in, leaned over and whispered a few words into Chen'er's ear.

As long as there is a third person in the room, Chen'er will regain the attitude of a little adult again.

"Bring him in," he said.

The secret guard retreated and then led Chef Kangshun into the house. Chef Kangshun was carrying a multi-layered food box in his hand.

He lowered his head and bowed to the table. He first bowed to Chen'er and saluted.

"It's almost noon. I've made some meals for the young master."

Chen'er nodded slightly.

Kang quickly put the food box on the table and stepped aside.

The secret guard came up, took out all the food from the food box, placed it on the table, and used a special silver needle to test each food to confirm that it was non-toxic, and then turned around and cast a replying look at Chen'er.

Chen'er nodded, turned around and looked at Yang Ruoqing respectfully: "Mom, you eat with me."

Yang Ruoqing was naturally eager to do so, and without saying anything, she came to the table with Chen'er and sat down.

His eyes fell on the dishes in front of him.

There are fish and meat, shrimps and dumplings.

Moreover, it was carefully decorated when it was put on the plate. It looked really attractive. It was more delicate and beautiful than what she made last night and this morning. It was indeed the work of a chef.

Chen'er raised her chopsticks, picked up a dumpling and put it into Yang Ruoqing's bowl, and said to Yang Ruoqing like she was offering a treasure:

"Mom, these dumplings are stuffed with shrimp meat. I ate a few this morning. They tasted really good. Mom should try them too," he said.

Yang Ruoqing was so happy that her son picked up food for her, a good and filial baby.

Let alone dumplings, they are just a piece of shit, and she eats them too!

Of course, this is a bit exaggerated, but as a parent, I can understand this feeling.

Yang Ruoqing took a bite. Well, the shrimp meat here does taste good, but...

I guess there are a little more types of seasonings, so the taste is a bit complicated on the tip of the tongue, blocking the original deliciousness of the shrimp.

Moreover, no matter whether she cooked shrimp meat for Chen'er last night or this morning, she only added an appropriate amount of oil, salt, and two slices of ginger and chives.

She doesn't use any other chicken powder or the long row of homemade seasonings in restaurants.

She only pursues the most natural and healthy diet for her children.

Obviously, the shrimp dumplings made by the chef in front of me are just like the people who are dressed too flashy.

"Snapped!"

Chen'er suddenly slapped her chopsticks on the table, and her pretty little face darkened.

This surprised Yang Ruoqing, who couldn't help but put down her chopsticks and looked at him in confusion.

"Why don't you eat it? Is it not to your liking?" she asked.

Chen'er glanced at Yang Ruoqing and said nothing.

Instead, he focused his attention on Chef Kang Shun, who was waiting quietly: "Chef Kang, I just rewarded you yesterday, and you're gone?"
Chapter completed!