Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 11020

"Okay, okay, I thought I would never see her again in this life, haha, I can see her, I can!"

"Old woman, why don't you give me a dream? What a cruel old woman!"

At the end of the sentence, the old grandson burst into tears. He raised his sleeves and turned away to wipe his eyes, not wanting his children and grandchildren to see his vulnerability at this moment.

As for Sun, there is basically no scruples.

Sun immediately covered her face and started sobbing.

The words in her mouth were: "Mother, mother..." she kept calling.

Yang Ruoqing and Da Sun look at me and I look at you. They both understand that they are shocked by this kind of thing.

In the past, although they all believed in gods and paid homage to their ancestors during festivals, it was a kind of belief.

Believe in this thing. Although sometimes it is full of power, sometimes it is very illusory.

Especially when you are not sure whether something or a certain rule you believe in really exists. At this time, this belief is very empty.

The same goes for missing loved ones who have passed away.

The longing for loved ones does not really disappear completely, they have simply gone to another distant place. That place is not made up by others to comfort you, but a real existence.

I hope that I can go there in the future, and then meet again as a family in that place, as parents and children, as husband and wife, as brothers and sisters, and as your children...

Even the pets you have raised one after another in your life are all waiting for you in that place. One day we will all meet again...

For Lao Suntou and Mrs. Sun, they have always been in this state of confusion and vacillation.

But at this moment, when I heard that Yang Ruoqing and Da Sun had the same dream and experienced the same thing...

Even if it is a coincidence, it cannot be so similar!

So, does this prove that there really is such a time and space?

Has Mrs. Sun been there all along?

And what turned into a handful of loess was just the aging body of Mrs. Sun that faded away? Has the real her always existed?

Over in the kitchen, Huang Mao and Xiao Jie not only cooked porridge, but also made egg drop soup for Da Sun, and also prepared medicine.

However, when their sister-in-law came to the door of the Dasun family with these things, they were blocked at the door and couldn't get in.

"Oh, what's going on? Is there a secret meeting going on inside?" Xiaojie called at the door holding a bowl.

The door suddenly opened, and Lao Suntou stood at the door with red eyes.

Xiaojie's smile froze on her face, and the medicine bowl she held in her hand fell to the ground with a clatter, and all the medicine was gone.

"Master, is it, is it my mother again..."

Xiaojie choked, tears rushed out of her eyes, her whole body was shaking, and her whole body was frozen at the door.

Huang Mao was also shocked and couldn't believe it.

Wasn't my mother-in-law fine before? The doctors said that she was out of danger, but how come her mother-in-law was gone just a few hours after she went to the kitchen?

If it hadn't been for nothing, how could I have cried so hard that my eyes were red and swollen?

It’s not surprising that Huang Mao and Xiao Jie thought this way, because even in the main room, Xiao Jie’s father, Yang Huazhong and others who heard the sound of throwing bowls over here rushed over. Seeing the look of Lao Suntou, everyone’s hearts sank again. Bottom of the lake!

"This is a misunderstanding, this misunderstanding!"

Yang Ruoqing's urgent voice came from the room behind Lao Suntou, and the next moment her figure came out from behind Lao Suntou and stood at the door.

Seeing the soup spilled on the ground, and seeing the people in front of her who had lost control of their expressions, Yang Ruoqing couldn't hold back her laughter.

This Gonggong, hey...

"Don't panic, everyone, my aunt is fine, very fine!"

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, and their hearts slowly rose up from the bottom of the black lake.

"Then why is my master like this?" Xiaojie came back to her senses and asked quickly, her tears still not held back, because countless bad thoughts had flashed through her mind before... "Gong Gong, this is Happy." Yang Ruoqing explained.

"Really? Gong?"

Old Sun realized belatedly that he had caused misunderstandings among everyone. He looked a little embarrassed and said, "I heard what Qing'er and Xiao Jie said. I was so happy that I cried."

"I scared everyone..."

After everyone heard Old Suntou's explanation, they breathed a sigh of relief again.

Xiaojie even touched her heart and complained a little bit about Lao Suntou: "Master, you always teach us not to make noises but to stay calm. How come you are here and you can't stay calm?"

Huang Mao also nodded: "Master, our hearts can't bear it..."

Lao Suntou felt even more embarrassed and guilty.

Compared with Lao Suntou's embarrassment and guilt, what everyone is more curious about at this moment is what the Sun family said to Lao Suntou, which caused such a big fluctuation in the old man's mood!

"Mom, what did you say to me? I want to hear it too."

From inside the room, Mrs. Sun's voice came, "I will tell you when I eat something and regain some strength!"

"This is what you said. When the things are here, you and your sister-in-law will bring them in for you!"

"Xiaojie, you bring it in to mom, and I'll get some medicine for mom." Huang Mao looked at the medicine that Xiaojie had knocked over on the ground, with a look of distress on his face.

Xiaojie was already in a good mood. She stuck out her tongue and entered the house with the food.

……

In the evening of that day, Lao Suntou came to Luo's house.

The Luo family is all having dinner in the backyard dining hall. Today is the twenty-seventh of the twelfth lunar month, and they go to bed early at night, so everyone has moved up the dinner time by half an hour.

"Gong Gong, you haven't eaten yet? Shall I get you a bowl?"

Blacksmith Luo also said, "Uncle Sun, would you like to have a drink? My wine cabinet is full of the shochu you like. You can choose whatever you want."

Lao Suntou said with a smile: "Thank you, thank you. I won't drink anymore. I came here to make a calculation with Qing'er."

"Tomorrow we plan to go back to Sunjia Village to worship our ancestors. Can you help me think about it, is there anything else I'm missing?"

Originally, the Sun family was supposed to go back to Sunjiagou to worship their ancestors yesterday, which was the same day in previous years.

Didn't something go wrong this year? So I couldn't care less and put it off until tomorrow.

"Gong Ga, you have experience in other things, so there is no need for me to tell you."

"There is something, please prepare it."

"what's that?"

"A walking stick."

In her dream, Grandma Ga broke her walking stick in order to protect her aunt.

Old Sun was stunned for a moment, and then he remembered the dream that Big Sun had mentioned before, and realized what Yang Ruoqing meant by asking them to prepare walking sticks.

"Okay, okay, thank you for reminding me, otherwise, it will be difficult for your grandma to walk."

Da Sun did not stay here longer and went back.

After dinner, Yang Ruoqing was not idle. She handed the children to Shaoyao and took them back to the dormitory to sleep. She took out the tin foil she had bought in advance, sat down at the table in the backyard dining hall under the lamp, and picked up the scissors. , paste these, and start cutting clothes for Ga Po "stitch by stitch"...

(End of this chapter)