"What a stupid bitch!" Luo Fengtang stretched out his long arms, hugged her into his arms, leaned over and bit her lips gently.

After some gentle grinding, both of them were breathless, and then they let go of her.

His big, rough hands gently held her cheek, and he lowered his head and pressed his forehead tightly against hers.

The deep voice was tinged with emotion and was dull and depressed: "The one I like is the one you gave me, regardless of gender."

"Hurry up and give birth to the babies, I'm going to break down every day!"

It was as if a line of fire had been drawn and thrown into her dry and anxious mind and body, almost burning her up.

Why doesn't she want to?

However, there are some things that she can have the final say on!

"It's all done. If we don't have time, if they don't come out, there's nothing I can do about it!" she said.

The two of them looked at each other, seeing the anxious and embarrassed version of themselves in each other's eyes, and couldn't help but laugh.

He held her in his arms and stroked her back gently: "There's no rush, there's no rush, the babies are the most important thing. Let's wait slowly. There's really no rush."

Yes, I'm not in a hurry, I'm just going crazy...

…

Although Fu Bo and Wang Sheng were entrusted by Yang Ruoqing, they tried their best to persuade Yang Huazhong to go to the ground to walk later.

However, Yang Huazhong insisted on going to the field for training. The two doctors Fu Bo and Wang Sheng could not stop him, so they could only say to Yang Ruoqing with shame: "We tried our best to persuade him."

Yang Ruoqing was also at a loss, "My dad is too stubborn."

Forget it, let him be!

Ever since, a scene like this appeared in the yard of Yang Huazhong’s house:

Old Yang was sitting in a wheelchair, instructing Yang Huazhong on how to use a cane.

As for Yang Huazhong, he was practicing walking on the ground in small steps with a cane. Sun followed behind him, with his arms stretched out and his whole body tense, even more nervous than the man on the cane.

Yang Huazhong walked with difficulty, and there were big beads of sweat on his forehead.

Mrs. Sun couldn't get any easier after following behind. Yang Huazhong staggered several times and almost fell down. Mrs. Sun was so frightened that her face turned pale several times.

Yang Ruoqing returned to her parents' home and shook her head when she saw this scene.

"Dad, why are you doing this? After a few days of recovery, wouldn't it be nice to walk without the crutches?"

Hearing the teasing from his daughter behind him, Yang Huazhong stopped, turned his head and smiled honestly at her.

"I would rather get up and walk out in a sweat than lie in bed getting moldy. That's it, it's good!"

"Dad, you're not sweating all over, you're sweating twice!" Yang Ruoqing raised two fingers.

Yang Huazhong didn't quite understand it at first, but later when he saw Yang Ruoqing looking directly at Sun behind him, Yang Huazhong suddenly understood and started laughing.

"Baby, I'm going to do my thing. You're going to do it. There's no need to be afraid behind me."

Ms. Sun forced a smile, "I, I don't have anything to do."

Anyway, I just didn't feel at ease, so I just wanted to follow him so that I could help him when he was about to fall.

Yang Huazhong knew that he could not persuade her, so he had to let her go, and then continued to practice walking.

Yu Xingkui brought a stool to Yang Ruoqing, and Yang Ruoqing came over with her big belly in hand, thanked her, and sat down to watch her father practice walking together.

After a while, Yang Huamei came over.

Seeing Yang Huazhong practicing walking, Yang Huamei and Sun stood behind him to help him, "Third brother, please slow down!"

"It's okay, I'm okay, Mei'er, go and sit down." Yang Huazhong panted and said without looking back.

Mrs. Sun also asked Yang Huamei: "How come you, a busy man, have time to come here? Is the eldest grandson asleep?"

Yang Huamei is now devoted to helping Hongmei take care of her baby. Except for special circumstances, she has no time to visit.

Whenever others ask about her eldest grandson, Yang Huamei can't help but smile all over her face.

"I haven't slept yet. I just woke up when I came out. I didn't cry even when I was lying in the cradle. My big eyes were so round and round!"

Not only does he smile when he mentions his grandson, but when he talks about his grandson, he can't help but describe the child's naivety in detail.

"Since the child is awake, why don't you take it out and play with it?" Mrs. Sun asked again.

Yang Huamei smiled and said: "It's too young. At this time, I didn't hold her and let my mother take her and play around in the house!"

Mrs. Sun didn't ask any more questions. Seeing that Yang Huazhong was tired from walking, Mrs. Sun stepped forward and persuaded him to sit down and rest for a while.

Yang Huazhong agreed. Sun and Yang Huamei helped him sit down together. Sun took a handkerchief to wipe Yang Huazhong's sweat, and then went to pour tea for Yang Huamei.

Yang Huamei stood up and stopped her: "Third sister-in-law, please don't let me go. I want to inquire about something and I have to go back quickly. Otherwise, my eldest grandson won't be able to see me and I will cry again."

Mrs. Sun stopped and asked her, "What are you asking about?"

Yang Huamei glanced at Sun, Yang Huazhong, Lao Yangtou and Yang Ruoqing, and asked: "It's like this. In a few days, Hongmei will take her baby to live in a shop in town for a few days. I will definitely go with her to help."

With a baby."

"I heard that Yongqing is planning to get married again, so I just came over to ask when the niece-in-law will come to greet her. I can make arrangements."

When her maternal nephew is getting married, as an aunt, Yang Huamei will definitely be present.

When asked about this, everyone turned their attention to Lao Yangtou.

Old Yangtou enjoyed the gaze very much, so he straightened his waist, raised his chin, and squinted his eyes slightly as if thinking.

"Well, the date hasn't been set yet. I plan to have my family prepare the wood for making furniture first."

"Meier, you can go to town first and wait until the date is fixed. Then I will send them to deliver a message to you. You can come back at short notice in time."

Since this was the case, Yang Huamei knew what was going on.

"Okay, then I'll go to town tomorrow."

Yang Huazhong finished wiping his sweat, put the handkerchief on his shoulder, and asked her, "Is Dabai coming to pick her up?"

Yang Huamei shook her head, "The shop has just opened and he is not free!"

"Then how are you ladies going to get there? Ask Yongqing to drive my carriage there."

Yang Huamei immediately beamed with joy, "Of course that's good. The child is not even a hundred days old and is afraid of the wind on the road. It would be great if we could go there by carriage."

"That's right, I just don't know if Yongqing can make time..."

"Auntie, as long as you send more gifts when the time comes, I can make time for you even if you don't have time!"

Hun Buqing's voice sounded after him. Yang Huamei raised his head and saw Yang Yongqing walking into the main room with a smile.

"You brat, you know how to pick on aunt!" Yang Huamei said with a smile.

But Yang Yongqing said: "Auntie, I'm not trying to tease you, I'm serious."

"Your old Wang family is different from previous years. Now Dabai is his own boss and makes a lot of money. Auntie, if you miss a little bit from the cracks of your fingers, it will be enough for my nephew to have a full meal..."

"Yongqing, why are you talking to your aunt?" Old Yang came to intercept Yang Yongqing with a dark face.

Yang Huazhong also coughed: "You have to have a certain temper when joking."
Chapter completed!