Luo Fengtang scratched his head before he could say anything.

Blacksmith Luo on the side said first: "Hey, what do we two gentlemen want to do with that thing? You have many children at home, and it will be difficult to use without a heating bucket."

Yang Ruoqing shook her head helplessly.

Both uncle and nephew are equally honest and kind-hearted.

Thinking of her purpose, Yang Ruoqing hurriedly took off the basket on her back.

He bent down and took out a brand new cotton coat and trousers.

"Tangyaozi, these are yours."

She pushed the clothes into his hands.

Luo Fengtang looked at the brand new cotton coat and trousers in his hand. The boy pursed his lips slightly, his face full of emotion.

Blacksmith Luo looked at the smoke from the side with a smile.
Chapter completed!