As soon as Songtou returned to the south that day, he was excited to see everything.

I also want to go to the fields.

Anyway, in Changping Village, there is no danger.

What's more, with Yang Ruoqing, a young patriarch and an invisible master, by Tuoba Xian's side, Na Risong was completely relieved.

Yang Ruoqing's skills are above him.

In the hall, suddenly only Yang Ruoqing and Tuoba Xian were left.

Seeing that Tuoba Xian was still holding a piece of sesame candy there, she stopped to look at the sesame candy in her hand after taking a small bite.

Then, as if thinking about something, I wandered slightly.

Yang Ruoqing smiled slightly and sat down beside her.

"Mrs. Xian, what are you staring at this piece of candy?" She asked.

Hearing Yang Ruoqing's question, Tuoba Xian said to herself: "I'm wondering, did my son grow up eating such sugar?" ”

"What was he like when he was a child? Tiger-headed? ”

Yang Ruoqing was stunned for a moment.

Tuoba Xian in front of her is completely the most ordinary mother in the world.

With a piece of sesame candy, she can also evoke many conjectures about the childhood of her missing son.

"I don't know what Tang Lingzi was like when he was a child, he is four or five years older than me."

"One thing I'm sure of for sure, though, that he would be happier than anything else if he got such a piece of candy when he was a child."

Yang Ruoqing said truthfully.

"Huh?"

Tuoba Xian raised her eyes and glanced at Yang Ruoqing.

"Isn't this sugar a local product of your farm? Feng Tang he ......"

"Mrs. Xian, although this sesame candy is a local specialty of our farmer, it can only be made during the New Year's holidays."

Yang Ruoqing interrupted Tuoba Xian's words, and continued: "As far as I know, it was very rare for Tang Lingzi to even have a new dress and a new pair of shoes during the New Year when she was a child. ”

"Uncle Luo, he is a master, except for farming and iron, he doesn't know how to do sugar, and eating and cooking is cooking to save trouble."

Hearing Yang Ruoqing's words, Tuoba Xian's face was extremely complicated.

Holding the sesame candy, it's hard to bite into it again.

Seeing Tuoba Xian's deep distress in her eyes, Yang Ruoqing frowned slightly.

This is Luo Fengtang's real growth experience, as a mother-in-law, Yang Ruoqing feels that Tuoba Xian needs to know.

Tuoba Xian sighed lightly.

"I owe him so much, too much ......"

……

After a while, Yang Huazhong came back with Yan Huai'an and Narisong.

Blacksmith Luo also came over with Wang Cuilian.

After another greeting, Luo Blacksmith stayed in the hall to talk, and Wang Cuilian came to the backyard.

Yang Ruoqing also took this opportunity to come to the backyard stove room.

It is important to accompany the mother-in-law who comes from afar, but the mother-in-law who is busy in the smoke of the stove room cannot be ignored either.

In the stove room, Sun and Da Sun cook together.

On the small table next to the pot table, the cut ingredients have been laid out.

Sun was talking to the eldest Sun there.

Seeing Yang Ruoqing and Wang Cuilian coming in, Sun said hello to Wang Cuilian.

Then hurriedly asked Yang Ruoqing: "Why are you here?" Who's accompanied? ”

Yang Ruoqing said: "Dad and Uncle Luo are here." ”

It just so happened that the Sun family was going to the backyard to wash the fish, and Yang Ruoqing accompanied the Sun family to the well.

Sun Shi said to Yang Ruoqing in a low voice: "Mrs. Xian doesn't look like she has any shelf, and she is so friendly with us ordinary people." ”

"If you don't tell me where she came from, I won't even think she's a princess."

Hearing Sun's words, Yang Ruoqing pursed her lips and smiled.

"If you have a mother, you must have a son, you see that Tang Lingzi is so good, you know that his mother is also good in her bones." Yang Ruoqing said.

Sun nodded.

"Did you notice? Tang Lingzi doesn't look like his mother at all. Sun said again.

Yang Ruoqing nodded: "Maybe it's like his father!" ”

If that's the case, then his father is also a handsome guy who is extraordinary!

"Qing'er, when will Tang Yanzi come back?" Sun asked again.

Yang Ruoqing pursed her lips depressedly.

In the past two days, the elders on both sides of the family have asked over and over again, and I don't know how many times.

How does she know?

"It should be soon." She said.

Soon, the fish was washed, and the mother and daughter went back to the stove and began to cook the fish.

"Mother, let me cook the fish, I'll make a peacock fish to help the fun." Yang Ruoqing said.

A hearty lunch was quickly cooked.

Chicken stewed mushroom stock, large bowl of braised pork belly, loach braised cucumber, braised potato, eggplant roasted bean pods......

There is a full table, all of which are authentic farmhouse dishes.

However, when the last peacock open-screen fish was served, everyone was amazed.

"This fish is so beautiful, just like the painting!"

Tuoba Xian couldn't help but praise.

"Qing'er Niang, your cooking skills are really good!"

"That fish was made by Qing'er...... Sun said embarrassedly.

Yes?

Tuoba Xian and Nari Song all set their eyes on Yang Ruoqing.

"This girl is really ingenious, in the future, Fengtang is blessed."

Tuoba Xian said with a smile.

Nari Song was also stunned.

Southern women cook more delicately than northern women.

Look at this patriarch, he is more fierce than anyone else in the fight, and he is so delicate in cooking.

Southern women are treasures!

On this trip to the south, it would be nice if I could kidnap a gentle and virtuous southern woman to go back to bed!

Lunch began in a warm and lively atmosphere......

The old mansion and the people from the Sun family's side were not invited this time.

It is Yang Ruoqing's family, and there are two blacksmiths.

After lunch, Yang Ruoqing led Tuoba Xian to the guest room to take a nap.

As soon as I came out, I met Narimatsu squatting at the door.

"It's safe here, you can go and play on your own, it's fine."

She said to that day.

When Rimatsu heard this, his eyes lit up.

"Patriarch ......"

"Call me what?"

Yang Ruoqing raised her eyebrows.

Narisong hurriedly changed his words: "Qing'er, I want to ask you about something." ”

"What's the matter?" Yang Ruoqing asked.

That Ri Song looked around, leaned a little closer and asked, "You southern girls, how do you like men?" ”

"What?"

Yang Ruoqing frowned, what is the problem?

"Ask me to be specific, I don't understand." Yang Ruoqing said.

Narisong scratched the little braid, and continued, "I'll make an analogy." ”

"It's like the first time the two of us met last time, I went straight to the point and asked you to go back with me to be a woman for me, and you were going to beat me at that time, it must mean that I don't like you!" That day pine road.

"Well, that's right," Yang Ruoqing nodded.

"Now that I think about it, I still want to hit you." She is a serious person.

Na Risong was so frightened that he hurriedly took a step back, and subconsciously raised his hand to protect his face.

He smiled and said, "Don't, don't be like this, I'm already good......"

"Poof......

Yang Ruoqing almost vomited out a mouthful of blood.

Na Risong continued: "I just want to ask Qing'er for advice, you southern girls, how to please me?" ”