Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 10287
Hearing Yang Yongjin's words, Yang Ruoqing glanced around the mourning hall, good guy, there is really no one in the mourning hall.

The place where the Taoist priests performed rituals was also set in front of the mourning hall. There was a half-old Eight Immortals Table with a chair with a backrest on it and a box covered with a black cloth.

Yang Ruoqing recognized at a glance that both the Eight Immortals table and the chair with back were moved from the old house where Yang Yongxian lived before his death.

In the past 20 years, Yang Yongxian has been sitting on this chair, lying on this table, reading, studying, practicing calligraphy, from a child to a teenager, and then from a teenager to a young man.

From a person with three views and ambitions, he gradually evolved into what he was later...

This pair of tables and chairs, moved out tonight to do these things, should be burned later.

Not only that, but there are many things that Yang Yongxian left in that room, which should also be burned.

Let him take all his things away.

"Second brother, you and Tang Yazi can go back and grab a few mouthfuls of food together. I'll watch here first." Yang Ruoqing suggested.

Yang Yongjin hesitated.

Luo Fengtang denied the proposal, "It's not good, and it doesn't conform to the rules!"

Yang Ruoqing knew his real intentions.

If he was really a person who followed the rules in everything, he would not be able to achieve what he is today, and he would not be able to reach the height he is today.

To put it bluntly, he was worried about leaving her alone at night to guard the mourning hall.

And Yang Yongjin also reacted quickly, so he decisively rejected Yang Ruoqing's kindness.

"No, you guys go back. After they finish their supper, the Taoist team will come over, and I have to wait for it. Maybe I don't have time for this supper, so I'll be fine tomorrow!"

This eldest brother, as the head of the grandson of the old Yang family, did not leave a positive image and set an example for his younger siblings, and could not become a person of high morals and prestige in the hearts of the younger generations. On the contrary, his relatives and friends in the family passed away. But also implicate everyone in suffering.

Not pleasing, not pleasing at all.

Even Yang Yongjin, a fellow brother, is full of complaints, let alone others?
Everyone is completely looking at the feelings of Lao Yangtou, Tan Shi, and Jin Shi, and cannot bear their heartache.

That being the case, Yang Ruoqing and Luo Fengtang went back to the third room of Lao Yang's house together.

On the way, Yang Ruoqing said to Luo Fengtang: "I made egg fried rice for you and baked sweet potato egg tart. She enjoyed it very much."

Luo Fengtang smiled and nodded, "Okay, Qinger, you are tired."

"Hey, if you say that, that's my daughter too, you, hey!"

Luo Fengtang laughed.

It's true that he loves his daughter, but it's not false that he loves his wife!
"When I go back tomorrow, I'll give you a shoulder squeeze."

"What do you mean? Can't you come back tonight?"

"Well, I discussed it with my father-in-law and the others. After all, they are elderly people. It is better not to sit at night in such a cold day. Let me, Da'an, and a few brothers-in-law come to sit at night. Father-in-law and fourth uncle Uncle Wu and the rest go back to rest!"

Yang Ruoqing understood.

"You are the grandson-in-law of Lao Yang's family, not the grandson. In fact, it doesn't matter if you don't sit at night." She said.

There is no need to go to sit in Yeyi, Dabao can just go.

Chen Biao and Liu Xueyun didn't sit on Ye Ye's list anymore, because Kid Kang and Tie Dan went.

In the same way, Da Bai and Xiao Hei from the old Wang's house didn't even come over for supper. After the banquet at noon and the mourning, they left Yang Huamei here to accompany Mrs. Tan, while the rest of the old Wang's family went back.

So if Luo Fengtang doesn't go to sit at night, there is no problem at all!
However, Luo Fengtang insisted on going.

Yang Ruoqing thought for a while, and this time she really understood.

"I see, you are sitting up all night for Xiao An!"

Xiaoan is still in Qing'an County and has not come back.

It's not that Xiaoan didn't come back on purpose, but because Niu Niu is going back to the village in the first month of the lunar year.

Originally, I was planning to come back on double days like the second and fourth day of junior high school, but it turned out that this happened to catch up with Yang Yongxian's funeral!

So Yang Huazhong made a plan with Da'an and Yang Ruoqing, planning to delay Xiao'an's return for a few days, and the sixth day would be fine.

Funerals and weddings must be handled separately.

And after coming back from the sixth day, Xiaoan can go to the mountain to burn incense and fulfill his cousin's duty after catching up with Yang Yongxian's first seven in a few days.

How should I put it, death is the most important thing. Although Yang Yongxian is like that, the living people in the family will try their best to make arrangements for the funeral.

He will not deliberately play tricks on Yang Yongxian's affairs.

"The best brother-in-law in the world, that's fine, but you go home before you go to sit at night, remember!"

"it is good!"

……

At midnight, Luo Fengtang came back.

He moved lightly, lest he would wake up Yang Ruoqing and the two children who were sleeping in the dormitory.

Then, he saw a note on the table in the small hall next to the dormitory.

On the note was Yang Ruoqing's handwriting: "Soak your feet in hot water. The hot water is in the pot on the table, and the footbath and handkerchief are under the table."

"Change into a clean pair of shoes and socks. The socks and shoes are next to the stool."

Luo Fengtang put down the note, looked to the side, and really found everything she mentioned.

He sat down, took off his shoes and socks that had been freezing cold for a long time, rolled up his trousers, and put his frozen feet into the hot water basin, he couldn't help but let out a long and comfortable breath...

At dawn, Yang Ruoqing woke up.

She glanced at the hourglass next to the bed to calculate the time. At this time, there should be half an hour before Yang Yongxian's funeral. From the direction of the village ancestral hall, there were sounds of firecrackers and gongs and drums.

Obviously, the last ceremony is in full swing.

Yang Ruoqing tucked up the quilt and curtains for the two little guys, and after washing up, she went to the small hall room next door, ready to pack up the shoes and socks he changed last night and pour water for washing his feet.

Then I found that the footwashing water had been poured out, the shoes and socks were neatly placed in front of the door, and the dirty socks I changed were stuffed into the shoes.

On the table, the note she left him last night is still there, but there is an extra emoticon on it.

It is two stars with an arrow passing through them.

The moment Yang Ruoqing saw this picture, her fingers stiffened slightly, and the next moment her nose turned sore, the corners of her mouth turned up, but her eyes turned red.

The icon of two arrows piercing the heart, so many years have passed, he still remembers it?

This is not long after she traveled to this time and space, when she was planing bark with him in the mountains and eating roasted sweet potatoes in the middle, she taught him to draw with branches on the ground when she was bored.

After so many years, she thought he had forgotten it long ago, but unexpectedly, he always remembered it!
Stupid!

Keep it hidden!

She carefully cut off the icon of an arrow piercing the heart on the note, then folded it together and stuffed it into the small pouch she carried close to her body.

(End of this chapter)