Splendid peasant girl busy farming

The thick sulfur smell brought by the setting off of firecrackers is smelling in the nose, and the sound of explosions is heard in the ears. Firecrackers are indeed something that every household uses to seek good luck and avoid evil during festivals. In ancient times, firecrackers were used to drive away the New Year beast.

Look, after doing this, the atmosphere near the dense forest suddenly seemed to have subtly changed.

The thick fog gradually dispersed, and birds appeared in the dense forest.

The light all around suddenly became a little brighter. The trees were trees and the grass was grass. Everything became clear and real, real and ordinary.

It makes people feel that this is just an ordinary dense forest, nothing out of the ordinary. The previous feeling of chilling people all over the body in July also disappeared little by little in the sound of exploding firecrackers...

In the process, Liao Meiying taught Zhen'er to kneel down to Yang Yongxian.

Old Yangtou held the dry tobacco pole in his hand but did not smoke. He stood in front of the grave with a solemn expression, muttering something as if he was communicating with Yang Yongxian who was sleeping in the grave.

Everyone else is busy with their own business, tending to the fire, pouring wine, pulling away the ashes of burning paper money, etc...

Yang Ruoqing stood behind the crowd and looked around.

If people really have spirits, my cousin would probably feel very ironic and disgusted when he sees so many people standing here, right?

Especially when he saw Yang Ruoqing's appearance, his cousin was probably even more disgusted.

Because it was she who killed his relatives and sent him to the guillotine in the first place.

No matter how disgusted he was, for Yang Ruoqing, if she was given another chance, she would still make the same choice.

But then again, she doesn’t want to come over either!

It's so hot. Wouldn't it be nice to rest at home? Isn't it because her father and the others went to the capital, so she gathered a few people and went into the mountains together?

No matter how unhappy the eldest brother Izumi Izhi is, he has to hold it in. How can he still crawl out and kick her away?

Death is like a light going out. Apart from creating a sense of pressure in the atmosphere, or using some deception, the rest is really useless.

Liao Meiying was thinking about the dream last night, so she handed Zhen'er to Yang Ruoqing to take care of her temporarily. While she was going to kowtow to Yang Yongxian, she walked around Yang Yongxian's grave.

After walking around, she didn't notice anything strange. There was grass growing everywhere. This kind of grass is thin and long, similar to water plants. It is rare outside the mountains. It is only in the cemeteries in the mountains. It is more common in places.

Liao Meiying knelt down, gently pulled the grass, and silently talked to Yang Yongxian in her heart.

"Yongxian, although our fate as husband and wife has ended long ago, you will always be Zhen'er's biological father. I will not let him forget you."

"Although you have never fulfilled your responsibilities as a father to him, you left him such a large amount of money...I will keep it for him penny by penny. I will educate him and marry him in the future without spending any money. You can rest assured that it won’t be spent on anyone other than Zhen’er elsewhere.”

"Sister-in-law, it's almost time, we have to go back."

Not far behind, Yang Ruoqing's voice came.

Liao Meiying turned to Yang Ruoqing and nodded. Before she stood up, she whispered to Yang Yongxian's grave: "If you have a soul in heaven, please bless and protect everyone!"

The group packed up their things and prepared to leave.

When he went back, it was Yang Yongqing who was holding Zhen'er.

Everyone was facing forward, Zhen'er was lying in Yang Yongqing's arms, her arms around Yang Yongqing's neck, and her eyes were looking behind her.

Suddenly, Zhen'er once again pointed at Yang Yongxian's grave, which was receding behind her, and shouted, "Dad!"

Everyone's feet stopped abruptly.

Lao Yangtou and the others turned their heads to look.

There was nothing on Yang Yongxian's grave.

"Zhen'er, don't talk nonsense!" Yang Yongqing pressed his nephew's head and stopped him from looking at it.

But Zhen'er stubbornly raised her head, "He waved at me again and smiled at me!"

This time, the fellow travelers felt their scalps numb again. Old Yangtou couldn't help it anymore, and turned his head to the back and said helplessly: "Yongxian, Yongxian, rest in peace, don't show up again in the clear sky, it's scary!"

After finishing the scolding, Zhen'er said: "It's gone."

"let's go!"

Everyone tacitly avoided this topic and quickly left the dense forest.

When we walked out of the dense forest, we found that the sun had already set.

"Let's go back to the village. This trip has been delayed for a long time."

We finally went down the mountain, and by this time, it was getting dark, and twilight was starting to appear everywhere.

Yang Huaming met a man named Li Ming. The two had been friends since they were young. Li Ming's family was in Lijiacun.

Li Ming pushed a wheelbarrow over the river dam. When he saw Lao Yang's family and his party, he immediately stopped to say hello to everyone.

Yang Huaming asked Li Ming: "What are you doing? Where are you coming from?"

Li Ming said: "Don't mention it. My daughter is in confinement, and my mother-in-law sent me to deliver things to her. My son-in-law left me to drink a few more cups at noon, so it was delayed."

Yang Huaming said: "No wonder, let me tell you, you are still running around outside during the Ghost Ghost Festival."

Li Ming said: "They are at home, burning incense. My daughter has not had children for several years since she was married. Now that she has children, shouldn't it be a top priority?"

"Are you giving birth to a son or a daughter?"

"Where's my fat son? Look, my wheelbarrow is filled with things from my son-in-law's house, hehe!"

Yang Huaming took a look, good guy, wine, and many other things. It can be seen that the son-in-law's family attaches great importance to this matter.

"Li Ming, why are you limping when you walk?" Yang Huaming asked again.

Li Ming said: "I drank too much earlier and accidentally fell and twisted my leg."

"Hey, let me take you back. It's not safe to push the cart like this!" Yang Huaming stepped forward and took the handlebar from Li Ming's hand.

This move fell in the eyes of Lao Yangtou and Yang Ruoqing. They could tell at a glance that behind Yang Huaming's warm-heartedness, there was an alcoholic heart hidden!

"Fourth, you should at least ask Li Ming if he needs your help!" Old Yangtou reminded.

Yang Huaming said: "His feet are lame, so he must be of use!"

Li Ming smiled and said: "Today is the Ghost Festival, fourth brother, you should go home first. I will treat you to a drink another day..."

Yang Huaming patted Li Ming on the shoulder hard: "What stupid things are you saying? Are our good friends doing this for a sip of wine? I want to help you!"

"Forehead……"

Li Ming couldn't laugh or cry.

He's already at his doorstep, why does he still need help?

"Dad, I will help Li Ming push the wheelbarrow home and I will be back immediately. I promise there will be no delay!" Yang Huaming promised Lao Yangtou again.

In order to increase his credibility, he also found Kang Xiaozi in the team: "Punch my rice as usual at night, I will come back for dinner at night!"

Kang Xiaozi: "Okay, dad, please send Uncle Li to the place and come back quickly!"

In this way, Lao Yang's family watched Yang Huaming and his wife go towards Lijiacun.

Old Yang shook his head: "This fourth child is disobedient. Li Ming didn't even open his mouth. He was rushing to send him off. Why bother!"