On the night of the first day of the first lunar month, Yang Ruoqing and her family had a lively dinner at her parents' house.

Returning home at night, Yang Ruoqing was busy packing Chen'er's clothes, while Wang Cuilian went to the backyard to prepare dry food and other supplies for Chen'er to take on board the boat tomorrow.

From the dock in Wanghai County, go all the way east without delay. It will take about ten days to reach the vicinity of the East China Sea, and then transfer to a specific ship bound for the East China Sea Islands at the port there.

So we had to prepare plenty of dry food for the journey. According to the list given by Yang Ruoqing, Wang Cuilian not only prepared rice and wheat flour, but also eggs, vegetables, meat, snacks and so on.

When everything was almost done, Wang Cuilian came to Yang Ruoqing's house.

"Qing'er, can you take a look at these things?" Wang Cuilian put two flower baskets and two bags on the ground.

Yang Ruoqing saw these things and said, "It's really reassuring for Auntie to do things. I just told you what to bring, and you're already well prepared. It's done, it's done!"

Wang Cuilian was naturally very happy when she heard Yang Ruoqing's praise.

But she still leaned over and weighed the two twine bags at her feet, and said: "This way to the East China Sea, are there people on the ship who will cook rice, starch and wash Chen'er?"

Yang Ruoqing nodded: "Yes, the boat was hired years ago. It is a team. The boat owner not only has a helmsman, but also sailors and cooks. There is a whole team."

Wang Cuilian said: "I understand, it's just like a theater troupe. Some are singing in the front, some are guarding the clothes and props in the backstage, and some are dedicated to cooking. Is that so?"

Yang Ruoqing smiled and gave a thumbs up to Wang Cuilian: "Auntie is so smart, she knows everything, yes, that's really what it is, haha..."

"So, there are a lot of people eating, so I have to get some rice..." Wang Cuilian said again.

Yang Ruoqing stopped her: "No need, aunt, this much is enough, because the ship itself is also equipped with supplies."

"Moreover, when they arrive at the ports along the way, they will also go ashore to replenish fresh ingredients, so it is enough."

Wang Cuilian felt relieved when she heard what Yang Ruoqing said.

"Okay then, I'll just listen to your arrangements." She said.

In Chen'er's study, Luo Fengtang was also there. The father and son didn't know what they were talking about, and the door was ajar.

But when father and son are together, it seems that they will never have long conversations.

So soon Luo Fengtang returned to Yang Ruoqing, and Chen'er also went to Tuoba Xian's room in the front yard to talk to her grandmother.

In the backyard, Yang Ruoqing and Luo Fengtang said: "My son is leaving tomorrow, and I don't know when he will come back. To be honest, I really want to go to the East China Sea with him, but without his grandfather's permission, Chen

My son refuses to take me to the island, hey!"

When mentioning that grandfather, Luo Fengtang couldn't help but frown.

"I won't mention him anymore. He will be mysterious all his life. I don't know what medicine is in the gourd!" he said.

"If it weren't for his kindness in rescuing and raising Chen'er, I would..."

"Oh, what time has it been? Don't say harsh words!" Yang Ruoqing interrupted him with an angry voice.

"Perhaps your personality is inherited from the one from Donghai. It seems that Chen'er's personality is exactly the same as yours in many aspects."

"You are father and son. No matter how you resist or complain about him, his blood is still flowing in your body after all!" she said.

Luo Fengtang looked depressed.

Yang Ruoqing couldn't help but stood up on tiptoes and pinched his nose gently: "Okay, let's not talk about this. Now he has his life, and we have our little life."

"Look, our little life is so prosperous and lively, but he, alone guarding such a large island and a mansion, is deserted and lonely."

"He can't enjoy family relationships and the warmth of family affection, but we can. So, God is fair and gives everyone corresponding opportunities for their choices. Reward is punishment, and punishment is also reward. We

Don't be resentful towards him anymore." She advised again.

Although she had never met the real father-in-law, from Luo Fengtang's temperament and Chen'er's behavior, Yang Ruoqing felt that the father-in-law was definitely a decent person.

He is definitely a man full of charm and ability.

He should have a sense of responsibility, but his sense of responsibility is different from that of an ordinary man. It is difficult to have both loyalty and justice. He chose to shoulder a big responsibility, which is related to a country and even the world. Therefore, he had to give up his small

Home, own woman and son.

This kind of man is easy for women to be fascinated by, but this kind of man is the most likely to make women sad after loving him hard.

Even though she is sad, she has no regrets, and is even willing to never marry for him.

"Qing'er, you are right. God is fair. You will reap what you sow. I don't blame him anymore. After all, he gave me my life, and he also saved Chen'er." Luo Fengtang said.

"And my mother, even though she has been delayed by him her whole life, she still looks like she has no regrets. In this case, there is no need for me, the son, to resent him and cause trouble for my mother."

"I just treat him as a stranger. Let's not talk about this anymore. Let's pack up and go to bed early. Tomorrow we will go to the county town to send our son on the boat."

The next day, before dawn, Yang Ruoqing got up.

At this time, Luo Fengtang had just woken up and was preparing to practice sword practice in the yard outside.

"It's still early now. You can sleep a little longer. It won't be too late for me to wake you up after I finish my sword practice," he said.

Yang Ruoqing yawned, but shook her head: "I can sleep whenever I want. My son is going on a long trip today, so I have to get up and make him some delicious breakfast."

This was a mother's wish. Luo Fengtang knew that he couldn't stop it, so he took the sword and went straight out to practice sword practice.

Yang Ruoqing went to the backyard kitchen, touched the stove, lit the candle, and started to make breakfast.

Chen'er likes to eat meatballs and meatloaf, and Yang Ruoqing plans to use the meatballs and meatloaf and some vegetables to cook noodles for Chener.

Because we have to rush, riding a carriage on the road will be a bit bumpy. If it is bumpy, it may cause motion sickness.

So Yang Ruoqing grabbed another handful of hawthorn, added rock sugar, and slowly cooked it in a small stove, finally making a semi-viscous hawthorn paste.

It's sour and sweet. After Chen'er finishes eating the meatballs, meatloaf noodles, you can have another bowl of this to relieve stress, promote digestion, and refresh your mind.

Put the remaining paste in a bowl and put it outdoors to let it freeze and form naturally. When it is set, use a knife to cut it into small pieces of equal size. That is the jujube cake.
Chapter completed!