There was a gentle knock on the door, and then Chen'er's voice came: "Father, mother, have you rested?"

"No!" Yang Ruoqing hurriedly responded outside, already taking two steps to open the door.

I don’t want my son to wait one more second in the cold wind...

After taking two steps and thinking of something, she suddenly stopped and turned to look at Luo Fengtang.

At this time, Luo Fengtang had also put down his hands and sat up straight: "I'm fine, open the door, don't let your son freeze!"

Yang Ruoqing said 'hmm', opened the curtain and quickly went out and opened the door.

"Chen'er, why are you here so late?" Yang Ruoqing asked, then pulled him into the house.

Chen'er said: "I think my father and mother mentioned this about the letter from Grandfather Donghai."

Yang Ruoqing nodded: "Your father mentioned this to me, saying that your grandfather Donghai was sick and wanted to see you."

"Come, son, come and talk in the bedroom, it's warm there!"

Yang Ruoqing pulled Chen'er into the bedroom. At this time, Luo Fengtang had calmed down his emotions well and was sitting there drinking tea with a normal expression.

When he saw Chen'er coming in to greet him, Luo Fengtang nodded, "Here, hold the tea bowl and warm your hands."

He pushed another bowl of brewed tea to Chen'er. Chen'er thanked him and sat down, holding the tea bowl in his hands to warm his hands.

Yang Ruoqing sat in the middle, looking at Chen'er with concern: "When do you plan to go back to Donghai to visit your grandfather?"

Chen'er said: "My son came here to discuss this matter with his parents."

Yang Ruoqing thought for a moment and said: "Since your grandfather has sent you a letter, he must be looking forward to seeing you soon. I understand the old man's mood."

"It's just that the Chinese New Year is tomorrow. You have been studying in the capital all year round and it's hard for you to come home. Your grandparents, your grandma, and your grandma are all looking forward to having you have a reunion dinner with us."

"Chen'er, after tomorrow's New Year's Eve, you can go to the East China Sea anytime during the first lunar month, and my mother won't stop you. Is it okay?"

Seeing Yang Ruoqing's expectant and nervous look, Chen'er was deeply moved, but she felt even more guilty.

He put down the tea bowl in his hand, stood up, straightened his robe, and knelt down towards Yang Ruoqing and Luo Fengtang.

"Son, what are you doing? Get up, get up!" Yang Ruoqing hurriedly leaned over to pull him.

But she found that his body was as stable as a rock, and she couldn't pull him up without using Qiao Jing'er.

Obviously, Chen'er also secretly used his skills and was determined to kneel down.

"Chen'er, thank you parents for your understanding and support!" he said solemnly.

"Thousands of words can't express my son's gratitude. Please accept my son's respect, father and mother!"

After saying that, he put his hands on the ground and kowtowed to Yang Ruoqing and Luo Fengtang.

Yang Ruoqing was still distressed and wanted to pull him up, but Luo Fengtang stopped her.

Yang Ruoqing had no choice but to stand where she was and received Chen'er's three kowtows.

After sending Chen'er away, Yang Ruoqing began to rummage through the boxes and pack her things.

"Qing'er, why don't you go to bed? What are you going to pack this late at night?" Luo Fengtang asked in surprise.

Yang Ruoqing said: "Chen'er has decided to leave for the East China Sea on the first day of the first lunar month. I want to find him some gifts to bring to his grandfather."

When Luo Fengtang heard this, his face suddenly became ugly again.

He strode to Yang Ruoqing, grabbed her hand and pulled her to the bed.

"No more cleaning up, go to sleep!"

Such a domineering tone and great strength made Yang Ruoqing's wrist hurt.

"What's wrong? After all, he is also your biological father! It's just a little thought from us to bring him some gifts." Yang Ruoqing said.

Luo Fengtang said: "Dad? I don't have a biological father. My biological father abandoned my mother and me. In my heart, he is already dead!"

"Uh..." Yang Ruoqing had black lines all over her head.

Luo Fengtang continued: "Even if his blood is flowing in my body, I will not recognize him. Qing'er, have you forgotten Xiaohua and Xu Dakui?"

"Many biological fathers in this world are just beasts, and my biological father is no exception! I am a child of the old Luo family, and my father is the second Luo. He lies in the Luo family's ancestral grave in the back mountain!"

Yang Ruoqing was about to speak but stopped.

Luo Fengtang is in a state of rage at this moment. No matter what she says or advises now, he will definitely not listen.

He said he didn't recognize the man from Donghai, but she understood him. In fact, deep down in his heart, he was too eager for the love of his biological parents, so he resented his biological father.

He felt sorry for his mother's experience in the first half of her life, and felt sorry for her mother's loneliness in the second half of her life. In addition, his father owed him a childhood, which is why his resentment was so deep.

The resentment that arises from wanting something but not getting it.

As deep as love is, so is hate, and the two complement each other.

Luo Fengtang opened his mouth, about to say something, but suddenly he stopped, let go of Yang Ruoqing's wrist, turned around and rushed towards the door like a gust of wind.

He opened the door and rushed into the night outside.

Yang Ruoqing was stunned for a moment, thinking that Luo Fengtang was extremely angry and was going to rush out to calm down. At this moment, his surprised voice came from outside: "Mom? Who are you? What are you doing hiding here?"

Is your mother-in-law here?

Yang Ruoqing was surprised and then came outside the house.

Sure enough, they saw the mother and son standing in the yard. Luo Fengtang held Tuoba Xian's wrist firmly with one hand and looked at Tuoba Xian in surprise.

As for Tuoba Xian, she seemed a little flustered and embarrassed.

My wrists probably hurt a little from being held, so much so that I couldn't stand up straight.

"What are you doing? You pinched my mother until it hurts. Let go and help your mother go into the house to talk!"

Yang Ruoqing hurried over, patted Luo Fengtang and glared at him.

Luo Fengtang was stunned and was pushed away by Yang Ruoqing. Then, Yang Ruoqing helped Tuoba Xian, who was shivering from the cold, into the house.

"Mom, come here, take this hand warmer to warm your hands." Yang Ruoqing quickly put her rabbit fur hand warmer into Tuoba Xian's hand.

Then she made a bowl of brown sugar water for Tuoba Xian and put two red dates in it.

Luo Fengtang also came in behind, and Yang Ruoqing quickly ordered him: "Hurry up, bring the footbath for drying your feet and warm it up for our mother."

Luo Fengtang glanced at Tuoba Xian, whose lips were blue with cold, and quickly turned around and went to the next room to pick up the basin.

There were originally two pairs of small shoes in the footbath, which belonged to Chen'er and the baby. I would bake the children's shoes later and let my mother keep them warm first.

In the room, Tuoba Xian finally felt a little warmer. After drinking a few sips of brown sugar water, her face gradually returned to rosy.

"Mom, if you don't sleep at night, what is the cat doing sneaking under our window?"

Luo Fengtang couldn't help it anymore and asked again.

Tuoba Xian looked embarrassed and did not dare to look directly at Luo Fengtang.

Luo Fengtang became a little anxious when he saw this.

"Mom, are you talking? How can your majestic Princess of Liao hide under the window of her son-in-law and listen to the wall like this country woman?" Luo Fengtang asked again.
Chapter completed!