"Is it that serious? Then we need to take a look." Liao Meiying said, getting up and walking towards the door.

Yang Ruoqing said: "Are you really going to go? How about Xiu'er? Go ask my cousin to come and take care of you?"

Liao Meiying said: "You can't disturb Yongxian Wenshu. Qing'er, just don't go there. You stay and help me take a look at Xiu'er. I'll go take a look at the backyard and come back immediately."

Yang Ruoqing thought for a moment, it was not a casual thing for others to take care of the children.

If something goes wrong, you have to take responsibility, not to mention a child like Xiu'er who is already weak!

Even though nothing happened to Xiu'er during the short period of time when he took care of Xiu'er, Li Xiuxin was a difficult person to deal with. Who knows if Xiu'er becomes unwell tomorrow or tomorrow, Li Xiu

Come to her Yang Ruoqing?

"This is his own son. Wen Shu is not bad at all. Sister-in-law, you don't dare to call him over. I'll just call him." Yang Ruoqing said, turned around and knocked on the door of the opposite room.

Liao Meiying wanted to stop him, but she couldn't, so she had to stand there and wait for Yang Yongxian to come out with some anxiety.

"Who?" After knocking three times, Yang Yongxian's questioning voice came from inside. His hand was still writing and drawing on the paper without raising his head.

"Brother, I'm Qing'er. I want to see you if I need anything." Yang Ruoqing said.

Yang Yongxian paused the brush in his hand and looked up at the door.

He was stunned when he saw that it was Yang Ruoqing standing at the door.

"Qing'er? Why are you here so late? What's the matter?" Yang Yongxian got up and walked towards the door of the house.

Yang Ruoqing raised her chin toward the backyard and said, "Not only am I here, but my mother and fifth aunt are also here. It was grandma who sent fourth aunt to call."

"What happened to our grandma?" Yang Yongxian asked in surprise. He subconsciously raised his feet and was about to walk towards the backyard, but was stopped by Yang Ruoqing and Liao Meiying beside him.

"Yongxian, don't go there. It's inconvenient for you as the eldest grandson." Liao Meiying said anxiously.

Yang Yongxian was even more surprised, "What's going on? What's wrong with my breasts?"

Yang Ruoqing said: "We drank too much milk and couldn't pull it off. It was like a pregnant woman having dystocia. She asked her fourth aunt to help her pull it out. My sister-in-law was worried and wanted to go to the backyard to help. There was no one to look after Xiu'er, so

I'll come over and tell you, cousin, that you should wait a while and go see Xiu'er!"

Hearing these words, Yang Yongxian was stunned for a moment.

Finally, he glanced at the room opposite, "Have you been looking at Xiu'er all night? Where are Xiu Xin and Xiu Xinniang? Where have they been?"

Liao Meiying said: "Xiu Xinniang said that she hasn't been to the theater for a while. Sister Xiuxin is a filial person, so naturally she went to the theater with her mother."

My mother-in-law and sister-in-law also like to go to the theater, and I originally wanted to bring them over to watch the theater. Considering that Yongxian has to concentrate on studying and greeting guests, it will inevitably distract Yongxian.

So after thinking about it, I decided to forget it. As a result, Li Xiuxin took her mother over in advance on the pretext of taking care of the child. Instead of taking care of the child when she came, the mother and daughter went to watch a play together.

Liao Meiying was full of grievances, but she did not dare to speak out.

Yang Ruoqing also thought about this and dared to say it, but Yang Ruoqing refused to say it.

This is Dafang’s housework, and this is also a problem that Liao Meiying, as a head wife, should face and solve.

If even this point cannot be solved, Liao Meiying will only be at a disadvantage in every move she makes in her long-term life as a wife and concubine.

She, Yang Ruoqing, could help once but not twice, so she might as well leave it alone and wait until Liao Meiying suffered the loss and felt the pain, then she would naturally rise up.

"Didn't she say that she picked up her mother to take care of Xiu'er? Why did she leave Xiu'er to watch a movie together? What's the point of this?"

Yang Yongxian's displeased voice sounded again, but obviously, he was talking to Liao Meiying, and his displeasure was also directed at Liao Meiying.

Liao Meiying showed a bit of panic and said cautiously: "I don't know, maybe Sister Xiuxin feels sorry for her mother because she hasn't been to the theater for a long time, so she wants to show her filial piety."

"Besides, I'm not going to the theater anyway, so I can just stay and help take care of Xiu'er."

Yang Yongxian looked at Liao Meiying with a complicated expression.

"I'm going to see Xiu'er, why don't you go to the backyard and see how our baby is doing? It's inconvenient for me as a grandson, but you can go and see if you can help me, and do some filial piety on my behalf!" he said.

Liao Meiying was overjoyed and said, "Okay, I'll go take a look right now."

Before Liao Meiying left, she glanced at Yang Ruoqing. She could tell from Yang Ruoqing's eyes that Yang Ruoqing actually didn't want to go, so Liao Meiying trotted away without inviting her.

With Yang Yongxian together, Yang Ruoqing dared to stay in Li Xiuxin's house with peace of mind.

"Our milk problem shouldn't be big, right?" Yang Yongxian sat down next to the cradle and said softly.

Yang Ruoqing was sitting near the door of the house, capturing the situation in the backyard at any time.

Hearing his question, Yang Ruoqing shook her head: "Just take the laxative and I'm sure everything will be fine. Maybe it's because Aunt Four's food has been too dry during this period, and our lactation is not good for our stomach."

Yang Yongxian nodded: "As long as it's not a big problem, my father and the others should have gone to the theater."

Yang Ruoqing smiled. Even if she didn't go to the theater, she would be frightened by this scene and run out to watch the theater.

Yang Yongxian's eyes swept around the room and finally landed on Xiu'er in the cradle.

"The child Xiu'er was born weak from his mother's womb. Perhaps it has something to do with Xiu Xin's poor mood and poor diet when she was pregnant with him. I only hope that Xiu Xin's child can be well raised and give birth to a strong child.

Your children will be as strong as Qing'er, your Chen'er and your baby!"

Although Yang Ruoqing had no intention of engaging in domestic affairs with Yang Yongxian, the other party praised her children. Out of politeness, Yang Ruoqing had to respond with a smile.

"Qing'er, do you think it's necessary for me to bring your sister-in-law's mother and sister-in-law over to watch the show?" Yang Yongxian suddenly asked.

Yang Ruoqing was stunned for a moment, then smiled.

"Brother, you shouldn't ask me this. You are the head of this family. Whether you accept or not is all up to you." Yang Ruoqing said.

Deep down in my heart, I couldn't help complaining that my cousin was a bit partial between the wife and the concubine. He could have thought of picking her up according to etiquette, but he deliberately didn't pick her up. Now he still uses this to ask her sister-in-law, who is married outside.

What is this trying to express?

"Besides, brother, if you can think of it at this level, it means you have already made up your mind. Why bother asking me, an outsider, about your housework, right?" Yang Ruoqing smiled again.

Yang Yongxian was also a little embarrassed, and explained: "You also know that your eldest brother, I am a nerd, and I am at a loss when it comes to human relationships. But Qing'er, you are more sensible than me, and you are thoughtful and thorough in everything you do, so that's why eldest brother wants to be with you.

Let’s get some ideas here.”

"Since it's not convenient for my sister to say more, just pretend that my brother didn't ask," he said.

Yang Ruoqing shrugged, "I've never eaten pork and I've seen pigs run away. Brother is too humble."
Chapter completed!