Sun smiled softly, "It doesn't matter whether the shoes look good or not. The main thing is that they have to fit your feet and make them comfortable when you are on the road."

Yang Ruoqing said with a smile, "It would be even more perfect if it also follows feet and looks good."

Mrs. Sun nodded, "But there aren't many things that are perfect in this world."

"Yeah." Yang Ruoqing nodded in agreement.

Mrs. Sun continued, "Wearing shoes is just like us women choosing a man when we get married. We can't just look at the person's appearance and family background, but also look at a person's character and sincerity. Qing'er, don't you think so?"

"Well, what mom said makes sense, a good person is better than anything else."

Yang Ruoqing was still admiring the shoes in her hand with great interest, not doubting the mystery hidden in Sun's words.

However, Mrs. Sun was secretly happy with the result of this trial.

"Qing'er, then hurry up and send the shoes to Tang Yazi."

"Don't worry, I'll wash the pots and dishes before I go."

"I'm going to eat cakes and two bowls this morning. I'll wash them when my mother-in-law cooks lunch."

"Then I'll feed the pigs and chickens before going back."

"Haha, as soon as I got up early, I cooked pig food and fed it to them."

"Oh, mother, how come you have done everything and you don't leave any for me?" Yang Ruoqing pouted, acting like a baby like Mrs. Sun.

Sun hugged Yang Ruoqing and smiled happily.

"My Qing'er's hair is getting better and better, black and shiny, and feels smooth to the touch."

Sun stroked Yang Ruoqing's hair and praised her sincerely.

Yang Ruoqing was secretly proud, it was necessary

She had all those dry, yellow and split hair ends cut off.

Now she washes her hair every three days.

Although there are no such good shampoos and conditioners, in this era, hair grows naturally and will not be damaged by perming, dyeing or blow drying.

Wash it with clean water every now and then, and your hair will naturally get better.

When it comes to hair, Yang Ruoqing almost forgot something.

"Mom, I have something for you."

She turned around and came to the bed, stuck her butt out, and opened up the treasure trove where she had hidden her money.

"Mom, I bought this for you when I went to town last time. I forgot to take it out. I just remembered it."

She handed the thing in her hand to Sun with a smile.

Mrs. Sun was surprised for a moment and looked down at the flowers in her hand. She was so shocked that she couldn't close her mouth.

"Ah, are these flowers tied with silk and satin so expensive?" Ms. Sun asked.

"It's not expensive, just eat a few meat buns."

Yang Ruoqing squinted her eyes and smiled. She was embarrassed to say that it was from Luo Fengtang. Then her mother would have to ask a lot of questions.

"Mom, I bought two. Yours is plainer, and mine is pink."

This flower, tied with silk and satin, has an intertwined pattern of blue and white, just like blue and white porcelain.

Simple and elegant, low-key but not exaggerated, yet elegant.

She fell in love with this one at the first sight at the stall at the gate of Wa City.

I think it suits Sun’s age and temperament very well.

"Mom, do you like this flower?" Yang Ruoqing asked.

It is a woman's nature to love beauty, and a long-lost light flashed in Sun's eyes.

"How can you not like such a beautiful flower? It's just too expensive," Mrs. Sun said.

"Hey, it's fine if Mom likes it. Qing'er will wear it for Mom."

"It's better not to, I just keep it in the cabinet. You are so old, but I, a mother, still wear flowers, and people see the joke when I go out."

"Oh, this flower is not worn by people of your age. Who dares to laugh at you? Just tell me and I will support my mother."

Yang Ruoqing giggled, picked up the flower, stood up on tiptoes and put it on the side of Sun's head.

Wearing a flower, Ms. Sun's whole person seemed to have a little more color.

"Qing'er, why don't you look ugly wearing flowers?"

Mrs. Sun couldn't see herself, she was a little anxious and a little embarrassed, and a light pink color appeared on her cheeks.

Yang Ruoqing's eyes widened when she saw it.

When my mother was young, she must have been a beautiful girl.

Yang Huazhong is not ugly either. As the daughter of this couple, Yang Ruoqing has absolute confidence in her future appearance.

"Oh, I just said I wouldn't wear it, and people laughed me to death."

Mrs. Sun didn't wait for her daughter's response, she was really anxious.

He raised his hand to pick off the flowers, but was stopped by Yang Ruoqing.

"Mom, you look really good wearing flowers. If you don't believe me, ask my dad."

Yang Ruoqing pushed and pushed Sun to the bedside of Yang Huazhong.

Yang Huazhong was sitting on the bed with his coat wrapped around his head, busy weaving the thatch in his hands.

With the movement of his dexterous fingers, small and cute cricket cages popped out.

"Dad, take a look at my mother, does she look good?"

The sound of footsteps was accompanied by laughter like silver bells.

The man raised his eyes and saw his wife being pushed to him by her daughter.

The wife turned sideways, not daring to look at him. Her shy look surprised the man.

"Qing'er, what's wrong?" he asked with a dull look on his face.

Yang Ruoqing pursed her lips towards Sun's head, "Dad, tell me quickly, does my mother look good wearing flowers?"

Only then did the man notice a blue flower quietly pinned to his wife's hair.

It complements the woman's slightly red cheeks.

The shy look of the woman made him feel like he was back in the past

“Good-looking, really good-looking”

The man murmured, unable to take his eyes away again.

The cricket cage in my hand fell to the ground without noticing.

"Mom, do you believe it now?"

Yang Ruoqing said, "I sent shoes to Tang Yazi."

She covered her mouth and snickered, turned around and ran out of the house, closing the door behind her.

"Sister, why do you close the door in broad daylight?"

Da'an and Xiao'an came out of the kitchen after eating and drinking.

Seeing her like this, Xiao An tilted his head and asked.

"I still need to go in and get the slingshot."

"Xiao An, we'll get the slingshot later. Don't go in now," Yang Ruoqing said.

This is a rare opportunity to give this couple a world for two and let them relive the beautiful memories of the past.

If you let Xiao An in, wouldn't that disrupt the situation?

Absolutely not

"Why?" Xiao An didn't understand and was still asking.

"Shhh"

Yang Ruoqing made a silent gesture towards Xiao An.

Xiao An still didn't understand, but he covered his mouth and kept silent.

Daan on the side also had a puzzled look on his face. He quietly slipped under the window and peeked in a few times.

Then, Da'an stepped back and said to Xiao'an, "Let's go, I'll take you outside to see which tree has the biggest bird's nest, and then we'll come home to get the slingshot."

"Uh-huh"

Da An took Xiao An away and Da An turned to look at Yang Ruoqing.

Yang Ruoqing raised her hand and gave him a thumbs up.

Da'an slightly curled his lips, and there was a hint of bright color in his bright and beautiful eyes.

He withdrew his gaze and pulled Xiao An out of the yard.
Chapter completed!