"Mom, I'll go over first after breakfast. You stay at home and feed the piglets."

"Why don't you just take care of the food for a table of people? With me here, nothing will happen." Yang Ruoqing said.

Mrs. Sun thought for a moment, nodded and said, "That's alright. I'll wash the pots and dishes at home and go."

"Um!"

The family decided happily.

After the meal, Yang Ruoqing distributed the gloves she had made all day and night to her parents and two younger brothers one by one.

Yang Huazhong looked at the gloves in his hand, and the man was happy.

"I've seen people wearing gloves when I went to town before," he said.

"But they are all brought by people who have no fingers in the spring water."

"I didn't expect that we farmers can also wear gloves?"

Hearing this, Yang Ruoqing pursed her lips and smiled.

"Gloves are used to protect our hands from frostbite. There is no distinction between high and low."

As she spoke, she helped Xiao An put on her little gloves.

"How are you? Are your little hands warm?" she asked with a smile.

Xiao An looked at the gloves in his hands curiously and nodded excitedly.

Mrs. Sun was trying on her own gloves over there, and suddenly asked Yang Ruoqing: "Qing'er, we all have gloves, so why don't you make a pair for Tang Yazi and the others?"

Just as Yang Ruoqing was about to open her mouth, Daan on the side said first, "Do you still need to remind me about this? My sister must have done it for Brother Fengtang!"

"Is it true, Qing'er?" Sun looked at Yang Ruoqing with bright eyes.

Yang Ruoqing's face turned red inexplicably.

He glared at Da'an and said angrily: "How come I can't hide anything from you? I'm a kid but a ghost!"

Daan squinted his eyes and smiled with a cunning look on his face.

Yang Ruoqing was depressed, this younger brother, hey!

"I won't tell you anymore, I have to go to Uncle Luo's house to help."
Chapter completed!