Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 10868

"Okay, then we won't delay," Yang Huazhong said, "Well, Mei'er, brother-in-law, regarding returning to the village to celebrate the New Year, I brought you the rice cakes from our father."

"Brother, there are still more than 20 days to celebrate the New Year. It's still early. Lao Xu and I will think about this matter later." Yang Huamei said.

The parents must have considered that the couple was in the mountains and would be deserted during the New Year, and it would be inconvenient to pay New Year greetings, so they invited them to Lao Yang's house to celebrate the New Year.

Yang Huamei was touched by her parents' good intentions, but she couldn't fully agree to this matter.

Because after all, she is a remarried daughter, so she can bring her husband and son-in-law with her to celebrate the New Year in the first month, but it is a bit unreasonable to go to her parents' house to celebrate the New Year.

Accommodation is troublesome, and eating is not convenient either.

"If you are willing to come to Lao Yang's house to celebrate the New Year, we welcome you."

"Thank you, Third Brother. I know it well."

Along the way down the mountain, everyone didn't waste a moment and browsed two or three hills at once. When they reached the outermost hill, there were no longer mountains in front of them.

The field of vision suddenly broadened, with large tracts of snow-covered fields rolling down, and villages of all sizes located among them.

"Oh my God, I have come out of the mountains and looked at the village."

"Hey, these are big and small, just like making Baijiayi. They are pieced together here and there. I can't even recognize any of them from our Changping Village."

"The big one on the right is our Changping Village, right? Hey, why didn't I see our family?"

"Mom, that's Lijia Village, okay. The slightly smaller one next to Lijia Village is our Changping Village."

"Huh? That one next to it? Oops, it's true. I looked for it. Our home is over there, that row of vertical houses, right?"

"Yes!"

"It's strange. I thought our village was the largest among the ten villages in the world, and Lijia Village was even bigger!"

"Looking down from the top of the mountain, Lijiacun is slightly larger than our village on the map, but the population density of our village is higher than that of Lijiacun."

"Density? In other words, our village has more people than Lijia Village, right?"

"Yes!"

"Feng'er, look, that's our home over there!"

After figuring out her position, Mrs. Sun pointed out her yard from a distance to her eldest grandson Feng'er.

Feng'er looked around with surprise in his eyes.

"Nature's uncanny craftsmanship and creations are truly miraculous!" Feng'er said.

"When I get home, I'm going to draw everything I saw today!"

Daan glanced at Feng'er admiringly and said, "Okay, I have a set of painting tools and paints in the house. Just take them over later and use them."

"But the one given by Uncle Meng, my classmate, last time I was in the capital?"

"Exactly."

Feng'er's eyes were instantly clicked, and she suppressed her excitement and said, "Thank you dad!"

The conversation between the father and son left the other three people nearby stunned.

Yang Ruoqing's eyes were full of appreciation.

Most children in this grade go out to play with the adults at home. Not only do they sweat profusely and almost go crazy, but then they go home so tired that they fall asleep and have little left after waking up.

If you meet other friends in a short period of time, you may choose one or two things you encountered on the way to the mountains to brag to your friends.

As time goes by, nothing is left. Even in a few years, when I mention this trip to the mountains, I will probably only have a vague impression. It can be said that there is nothing gained, it is just fun.

But Feng'er was different. After he returned, he had to select the unforgettable scenes that impressed him and preserve them on drawing paper.

Don't underestimate drawing paper. It is a carrier, a thin piece of paper, because the calligraphy and painting depict the scene at that time.

So no matter how much time passes, even if you are usually distracted by the busyness of life and temporarily forget about today’s trip.

But as long as you open that picture, the memory of that time will be awakened instantly.

Even when you wash your hands by the stream, the temperature of the stream at that time and the small fish you see hiding behind the colorful pebbles in the clear water will all come to your mind...

Drawing paper is a carrier, words are a carrier, and music is also a carrier.

The role of the carrier is to allow us to remember what we saw, heard, and felt at that time.

"Feng'er is determined. Today's trip is very meaningful." Yang Ruoqing said.

Feng'er smiled at Yang Ruoqing, turned around and said to Da'anna: "Dad, Haier will finish the painting by then, and he also wants to ask dad to compose a poem, is that okay?"

Da'an looked at Feng'er gently and encouraged him: "Then you have to draw carefully, otherwise you won't be able to support my poem."

Feng'er nodded vigorously: "I will work hard!"

Da'an touched Feng'er's head: "Just try your best. Let's go home first. Your mother and sister are probably waiting impatiently."

Everyone went down the mountain in one breath. When they reached the wooden bridge beside the small river at the foot of the mountain, it was already dark.

"Now that we're here, we're not afraid of the dark anymore!" Yang Huazhong said.

Everyone crossed the bridge and walked along the river dam for a short distance, then turned and walked downhill. Twenty meters ahead they could see the house at the back of Changping Village.

From the dog-hole-sized window at the back, you could see light inside, and the chimney on the roof was smoking. It seemed like the family was gathering in the kitchen to eat.

The lights in other houses were not lit, and the dinner was eaten by the light of the kitchen.

There are many ways for villagers to save money and live a comfortable life.

A man came from the intersection ahead, holding a windproof lantern in his hand.

"My uncle is here to pick us up." Yang Ruoqing is a practitioner, and her night vision ability is unparalleled by others. When Blacksmith Luo appeared in sight with a wind lantern, she recognized him immediately.

"Ah? Brother Blacksmith came to pick him up?" Sun was a little surprised. Then she thought about it. Blacksmith Luo had raised Tang Yazi in his life.

Qing'er is the wife of Tang Yazi and the mother of several grandchildren of the Luo family. Blacksmith Luo must care about Qing'er as his daughter-in-law.

But then again, this is also because Blacksmith Luo is kind, simple and caring by nature.

In other families, even their direct sons and daughters-in-law would not necessarily be treated like this.

Of course, my Qinger is a good daughter who is capable and filial. People change people's hearts. If you have a good daughter-in-law, you will naturally have good parents-in-law.

If you have good parents-in-law, you will definitely have a good daughter-in-law, and they will make each other successful.

While Sun was feeling emotional and thinking, the lights in front of her were moving towards this direction.

Soon we were approaching, and then the familiar voice of Blacksmith Luo came: "Lao San, Qing'er, but you are back?"

"Yes, uncle, it's us!" Yang Ruoqing responded crisply.

Yang Huazhong also waved to Blacksmith Luo, "Brother Blacksmith, why did you come out to pick him up? Our large army is so busy!"

(End of this chapter)