Splendid peasant girl busy farming

"I dreamed that... your eldest brother and I were sleeping on the same bed."

Liao Meiying's first words immediately put Yang Ruoqing in the picture.

She turned to look at Liao Meiying in surprise, her eyes seeming to ask, is this sleep a serious sleep?

Liao Meiying realized something immediately and shook her head hurriedly, "No, no, no, that's definitely not what I meant. I just dreamed that he and I were squeezed into the same bed. Then, he told me to stop squeezing him, saying that his bed It’s freezing inside.”

"Sister-in-law, your dream is indeed a bit weird." Yang Ruoqing said, "But there is no need to take it seriously. Dreams are all messy."

Liao Meiying said: "I think so too. Maybe I discussed with Brother Youfu for a while before going to bed last night about today's Hungry Ghost Festival. He helped me prepare all these offerings."

"So I dreamed about it at night, but it was okay. It wasn't a dream that scared me. Yongxian was okay in the dream. It had everything it should have, and it wasn't scary."

This is what I said...

Yang Ruoqing could only smile.

Thinking about it, if Yang Yongxian restored his original appearance and fell into a dream, dragging his head with his hands, just like Xing Tian, ​​he would definitely scare people away.

"Qing'er, I'm just wondering why he said he was cold?" Liao Meiying said again.

"You said, it's so hot today, right? Besides, why did you get cold after squeezing twice? This is a bit unreasonable. Could it be giving me some hint?"

Yang Ruoqing shook her head at this, "That's not clear."

Liao Meiying added: "I heard that your grandmother's grave leaked last time. You dreamed at night that her house leaked? Is this the case?"

Yang Ruoqing originally didn't want to mention this matter, but she didn't expect that it would reach the ears of her sister-in-law at the south end of the village.

"Oh my god, has this dream of mine been spread to the public? No need to guess, my fourth aunt must have told you, sister-in-law, right?"

Liao Meiying smiled sheepishly, "She came to visit my house one time and mentioned it accidentally, but Qing'er, don't worry, I didn't say it elsewhere."

Yang Ruoqing shook her head, "I'm not talking about you, sister-in-law, I'm talking about the fourth aunt. She went to you to talk about it, and she must have gone to talk about it elsewhere. Hey, this big speaker really convinced her!"

Liao Meiying also felt embarrassed.

However, Yang Ruoqing was secretly glad that she had not told Mrs. Liu the complete dream. She only told Mrs. Wang Cuilian and Mrs. Dasun.

Liu probably came up with a dream based on a few words, and then added his own analysis and speculation.

incomplete.

At least in this dream, there was no fox den near Gaba's grave...

The fox's den is the most important element in Yang Ruoqing's dream...

"Sister-in-law, our dreams are somewhat similar. However, my dream does have a hint. It's hard to say whether your dream has a hint."

"We'll wait until we get to my cousin's grave. Then we'll know if there are any abnormalities."

Yang Yongxian's grave is not in the old Yang family's ancestral cemetery for the time being, and it will not be moved there in the future. Everyone knows the reason.

It was not because he died abnormally, but because he made a big mistake during his lifetime and was beheaded by the court.

I would like to ask, can such a person enter the ancestral graveyard of the old Yang family?

That's definitely not possible.

No matter how long it has been, it is not allowed. Moving in is an insult to the ancestral graveyard of the old Yang family and an insult to the ancestors!

The group of people wandered around in the dense forest for a while, but could not find a way in. It also exhausted everyone, especially Old Yangtou and Yang Huaming. The old man stood at the entrance of the forest with his hands on his thighs, bent down and panting.

He even murmured: "What's going on? I obviously went in through this opening when I came back to do Qiqi for Yongxian. Why can't I get in this time?"

Yang Huaming collapsed on the ground from exhaustion, his face flushed with heat, and he drank every drop of the tea he brought from home.

Even so, Yang Huaming was still as thirsty as a stranded fish on the shore.

"Dad, did you remember wrongly? We have been in and out of this pass several times, and there is no road ahead at all!" Yang Huaming yelled.

Then he went to tell the Yang Yongjin brothers, "Your master is old and has a bad memory. You should think about it quickly and find out which opening you came in from the past few times when you came here to burn incense!"

However, the three brothers Yang Yongjin, Yang Yongzhi, and Yang Yongqing also looked at each other, so the three of them got together to study the road map.

There are really three people with one memory and one route. In the end, there was even some disagreement.

Yang Huazhou and Xiao An hurried over to mediate with their three brothers, and then everyone helped analyze and find the intersection.

On the roadside, Yang Ruoqing and Liao Meiying sat side by side on a stone. Although the stone was a little hot due to the sun, Yang Ruoqing still chose to trust this visible big stone compared to the haystacks.

Zhen'er was also tired and sat on Liao Meiying's lap to rest.

Liao Meiying looked around, watching the sun gradually sinking in the west. She probably thought of Gui'er at home, and Liao Meiying couldn't help but feel a little anxious on her face.

Yang Ruoqing listened with interest to the analysis of a group of young and old men over there, and wanted to laugh from time to time.

But today's occasion and day are not suitable for laughter.

So Yang Ruoqing could only hold it in her heart, thinking that this group of people were also here. There were so many old men who had come here seven or eight times, but no one could remember the correct route.

Yang Ruoqing didn't know anyway. It was her first time here today.

She didn't come when Yang Yongxian was buried last time. She, Yang Huamei, He'erju'er and the three girls, Mianmian, and other girls of the old Yang family, were buried together at the temporary mourning hall at the entrance of the village, and there was no need to follow them up the mountain.

All the people who come to the mountain are men. Now this group of men is actually confused and can't find the way to Yang Yongxian's grave...

"Qing'er, can't you find the way in today?" Liao Meiying asked Yang Ruoqing in a low voice.

Yang Ruoqing said: "Can't find it? If I can't find it, it means that my cousin doesn't want so many of us to come over and bother him, so he deliberately refuses to let in."

Liao Meiying was stunned for a moment and subconsciously touched her arm, feeling a little goosebumps.

But for Yang Ruoqing, she was not afraid at all.

She had encountered this situation last time. The last time she accompanied Grandpa Gagong to Sunjiagou in the mountainous area, they encountered thick fog near the dense forest in the middle of the night.

It turned out that behind the thick fog was a giant python that had developed wisdom over time in the mountains.

In this mountain, Yang Ruoqing found that many birds and animals had activated their spiritual intelligence. She encountered several of them, so she couldn't find the way into the forest at this moment, which was probably a deception.

In fact, the intersection is right in front of us, but because of the blindfold, we can't even walk in after going around!