Seeing the young couple leaving the kitchen with their children in their arms, Mrs. Sun smiled sincerely.

"Your brother is back. The young couple discussed taking care of the child. This is like a family. It's great."

Yang Ruoqing smiled and nodded, "It's indeed good."

Mrs. Sun looked around: "Is there no hot water in their house? How are you going to wash Fuwa later?"

Yang Ruoqing dried her hands: "The hot water in several earthen jars is already bubbling. I will send a jar to their house right now..."

"Sister, there's no need to send it away, I'm here with the basin."

After the voice fell, Daan entered the kitchen carrying a wooden basin.

"Bring the basin over and I'll scoop it out for you."

Yang Ruoqing took the basin and put it on the pot stand, opened the lid of the earthen pot between the two pots, used a gourd to scoop three large ladles of hot water into the basin, tested the water temperature with the back of her hand, turned around and opened the lid of the dish cupboard behind her

Lift the lid of the water tank, lean over, scoop out half a ladle of cold water and mix it into it.

"Sister, we all test the water temperature with our fingers, why do you use the back of your hand?" Da'an asked.

Yang Ruoqing said: "Children's skin is delicate and their feeling of water temperature is different from that of us adults. The skin on the back of the hand is tender and thin. Use the back of an adult's hand to test the water. Children will naturally be able to accept the temperature that the back of the hand can accept."

Daan listened carefully and said, "Thank you sister for your advice. I will remember it."

After that, he picked up the basin with the water temperature adjusted and hurried back to the house.

Mrs. Sun looked at Yang Ruoqing with a smile: "So there is such a thing? This is the first time I have heard it!"

Yang Ruoqing pursed her lips and smiled, "I once overheard someone with experience talk about it."

Mrs. Sun nodded and didn't ask any more questions. Speaking of children, the topic turned to Xiaoduo.

"The two times Duo'er came here, she didn't bring Jiaojiao over. I asked Duo'er, and Duo'er said that the child may have been cold to the stomach and has been suffering from diarrhea. She doesn't know how she is today."

Yang Ruoqing said: "It's the middle of winter right now, and it's common for children to drink cool breeze. Are you taking medicine?"

Mrs. Sun nodded: "I went to Uncle Fu and got Bohe soup to drink. Yesterday I gave her two newly sewn umbilical cords and asked her to tie Jiaojiao around her belly button. I hope she can recover soon."

Yang Ruoqing thought for a moment, "Tomorrow we will go to her house for lunch and take a closer look at how Jiaojiao is doing. Mom, don't worry."

After clearing the dishes, Xiaohua coaxed Fuwa to sleep first. Da'an returned to the main room. Yang Huazhong, Sun, Luo Fengtang, Yang Ruoqing, and Sun refilled tea for everyone. Everyone sat around the table, closed the main room door and had a good time again.

He talked for a long time.

Until Yang Ruoqing yawned, Da'an said: "Sister, you and your brother-in-law went to the county town to pick me up early in the morning today. You are exhausted, so go back and rest early."

Yang Ruoqing yawned and stood up: "I'm really sleepy, so let's go back first and go to Xiangjiazhuang together tomorrow."

…

When she got home, Wang Cuilian was still sitting under the lamp to put away her shoes. When she saw them coming back, Wang Cuilian said: "Qing'er, Ping'er came to see you before."

"Ping'er has been here before? When was it before?" Yang Ruoqing asked.

Seeing Yang Ruoqing's reaction, Wang Cuilian added: "About an hour ago, I just came back from dinner at your parents' house, and Ping'er came. I told her that you were at your parents' house, but why, she didn't look for you

?”

Yang Ruoqing then looked at Luo Fengtang.

After dinner, she spent most of the time in the kitchen in the backyard helping Mr. Sun clean up the dishes. The person who stayed in the main room in the front yard was Luo Fengtang.

Luo Fengtang said: "Ping'er didn't go to her father-in-law's house to look for you."

Yang Ruoqing said: "She must have come to talk to me. Huahua is getting married today. She feels empty and has nothing else to do."

After saying a few words to Wang Cuilian and telling her to rest early, the couple went back to the backyard to wash up and rest.

The backyard of Yang Huazhong's home.

There are three beds in the room from large to small.

They are Daan and Xiaohua's wedding bed, Feng'er's single bed, and now Fuwa's cradle bed.

Xiao Hua stood by the cradle, doing needlework in her hands, and occasionally looked up at the little bed opposite.

Feng'er was sitting on the bed, with the quilt covering her waist. Da'an was sitting sideways on the bed, holding a book in his hand and reading the story to Da'an.

Idiom stories, every idiom involves a story. Daan first read the story to Feng'er softly.

After reading it, I explained to him, word for word, the meaning between the lines and the truth that the story wanted to explain.

He explained it in a way that the children could understand and accept. Feng'er raised her little face and opened her mouth wide, listening with great interest.

The candlelight cast two figures, one big and one small, on the wall, and Xiao Hua looked filled with contentment.

Feng'er listened to several stories and finally fell asleep with satisfaction.

Da'an tucked Feng'er into bed, got up and walked towards the cradle.

Xiaohua hurriedly put down the needlework in her hand and stood up: "Are you sleepy? I'll get water to wash your feet."

Da'an held Xiaohua's hand, leaned over and stared into her eyes: "Thank you for your hard work this past year."

Give birth to children for me, be filial to my parents, work hard and bear no complaints...

Xiaohua felt as if she had drunk honey. Her hand was held by him and she blushed. She lowered her head in embarrassment and said in a voice as soft as a mosquito: "This is what I should do, and it is also my blessing..."

Da'an gently hugged her into his arms and stroked her silky hair, feeling filled with emotion in his heart.

In the capital, young talents like him were deeply appreciated by the emperor.

My brother-in-law has a high position, my sister is a confidant of the emperor, and my nephew is also young and promising.

Such a family is considered to be the new rich in Da Qi, so in the past few years in the capital, countless powerful ministers and noble families have given him this message openly and secretly, hoping to make friends with Qin and Jin.

Da'an understands that as long as he lets go, countless ladies from noble families will come in and become either ordinary wives or concubines...

But he never changed his principles, and he didn't even have a maid to serve him closely.

It's not that he's not good at beauty, food and sex, it's all mentioned in the book.

He just wants to keep his true feelings and not let himself get lost. Once something happens, it will get out of hand later.

Xiaohua's birth, appearance, and talents were simply crushed compared to those other ladies.

As long as those women come in, Xiaohua's position as the head wife will definitely not be secure. Since ancient times, men belong to the front court and the back yard is women's world. Men should not interfere too much.

Da'an didn't want his originally simple and harmonious family to become so complicated.

I don’t want such a virtuous, kind and dutiful little flower to live in open and secret fights.

She is a kind-hearted girl, and it was also the first time that he had a romantic heart when he was young. Kind-hearted people should retain their rightful place.
Chapter completed!