Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 11631

Because of the lingering rain, Yang Ruoqing, Sun Shi and He Lian'er were left on the grassland to have breakfast and dinner.

They were planning to have breakfast and dinner before going back, and there was another reason, which was also the main reason for them to stay for dinner, that was Yang Huazhong was also there.

"Yongqing is resting in the afternoon, and the farmhands are also on holiday. I have nothing to do at home alone, so I came to pick you up."

This is Yang Huazhong’s explanation, but to put it bluntly, as long as he has no work to do, he will feel bored, empty and lonely staying at home alone.

"Your father was born to work," leaving Yang Huazhong in the house to play with a group of grandchildren, and Sun's mother and others "went" into the kitchen again. While pinching long beans, Sun complained about Yang Huazhong to Yang Ruoqing, Xiaoduo, and He Lian'er.

"It's rainy like today, it's so cool after all the heat of the past few days. It's raining, so I can lie on the cool mat and sleep for the whole afternoon. How comfortable it is!"

"Your father just can't do it. In the years since I married him, I've almost never seen him lie down to sleep during the day, except at night, unless he was sick."

"Even if I was too sleepy to open my eyes at noon, I would just sit on a stool or lie on the table to take a nap. Oh, your father, he's been toiling all his life!"

Sun's complaints also attracted the attention of Yang Ruoqing and others.

Everyone was chattering about Yang Huazhong's restlessness.

The topic suddenly changed and somehow turned to the late Yang Hua'an.

Yang Ruoqing said: "The person in our Yang family who really knows how to maintain health the most is actually not my fourth uncle, but my eldest uncle."

"My fourth uncle just likes to be lazy. My eldest uncle really cherishes his reputation. I remember that from the beginning of autumn to the beginning of spring, the first thing my aunt did every morning after getting up was to use lard, sugar, and boiling water to crack two eggs, and then make a bowl of egg drop soup. She would bring it to my eldest uncle's bedside and wait for him to drink the egg drop soup before he got up."

Xiao Duo said, "Oh my god, that's too nutritious, isn't it? Auntie really spoils Uncle, just like she spoils her own child."

Sun said, "Qing'er is right. It is true. When the family was divided, half of the eggs in the first house were given to your uncle for egg drop soup."

"That egg drop soup, not even Yongxian has it!"

Xiao Duo pouted, "My uncle drank too much egg drop soup and took too much tonic, so he got that disease and died very early."

Sun glared at Xiao Duo and said, "Death is the greatest thing. Don't talk nonsense. Besides, your uncle died so early because he was unlucky and didn't live long enough. It has nothing to do with whether he drank egg drop soup or not!"

Xiaoduo shrugged slightly, washing the ribs in her hands, and did not participate in the discussion for the time being.

Yang Ruoqing, who was preparing onions, ginger and garlic, said: "My uncle passed away early. He had liver and lung problems. This was related to his bad lifestyle, smoking and drinking. He drank Shaodaozi wine three times a day. Even in the morning when he had porridge, pickles and steamed buns, he would drink two cups."

"Tobacco, alcohol, and spicy foods are actually the most harmful to the liver and lungs."

Everyone nodded secretly, agreeing with Yang Ruoqing's words.

He Lian'er was kneading the dough patiently. Kneading dough was her strong point. Even if there was an old hand like Sun, he was no match for a talented player like He Lian'er.

"Mom, sister, I also heard Brother Xiao An tell me some things about my late uncle," He Lian'er said softly, "How many years has it been since that uncle passed away?" How many years?

This question really stumped the Sun family. Apart from Yang Yongjin and Yang Yongzhi from the first wife, I guess no one else would remember this kind of thing.

"By this year, it must have been exactly ten years, right?" After silently calculating in her mind, Yang Ruoqing gave this somewhat vague answer.

Sun was surprised. "It's been so long? It's already been ten years?"

Yang Ruoqing nodded, "Yeah, it's pretty much the same."

“If it really is ten years, maybe we’ll have to hold some kind of ceremony,” Sun murmured.

"We need to hold a ceremony? What kind of ceremony?" Xiao Duo asked quickly, "I've only heard that in some mountain villages, when a child turns ten, they hold a 'Ten Years Red' ceremony, which is to invite relatives and friends to the house for a gathering or something, but I've never heard of someone holding a ceremony ten years after their death..."

"Duo'er, you haven't heard of it. That's because you don't have much experience. It doesn't mean that this tradition doesn't exist." Yang Ruoqing looked at Xiao Duo seriously. "When it comes to the deceased, I still suggest that you slow down before speaking. Don't say whatever comes to your mind, so as not to accidentally say something disrespectful to the deceased. That would be inappropriate."

There is a god above your head. There are some words that cannot be said carelessly, and there are some things that cannot be done recklessly.

It doesn't mean that there is really a god floating above your head, acting as a supervisory messenger, monitoring your every word and action at all times.

Rather, it means that there are certain laws and energy fields in the operation of all things in this world.

Your words, actions, behavior, and even your mentality, emotions, and attitude towards life, etc., will invisibly form a subtle energy magnetic field, which will drive and influence the outcomes of many things. Subtly changes are happening anytime and anywhere, and eventually quantitative changes will lead to qualitative changes, which may lead to completely different results for the same thing.

Trouble comes from the mouth, which is the first taboo.

This time, Xiaoduo really realized that she shouldn't speak so hastily. Fortunately, her mother and others were in the room. If her father were here, he would probably feel uncomfortable hearing these words.

But then again, Xiaoduo really doesn't have any feelings for her late uncle.

She was not originally the biological granddaughter of the old Yang family. She was a little girl in distress brought back by her elder sister from outside. It was her elder sister's parents who loved her so much that they adopted her as their adopted daughter and raised her by their side.

Xiaoduo's emotions and dependence are only on Yang Huazhong and Sun. Although they are not her biological parents, the gratitude and affection she feels towards them far surpass those towards her biological parents.

As for the other uncles and aunts in the Yang family, they could not see Xiaoduo as a relative or family member. In their eyes, her existence was nothing more than an extra pair of chopsticks for the third room. She was only a few levels higher than the cats and dogs raised by the third room.

This is why, after Yang Ruoqing, Juer, San Yatou, Mianmian, and even Heer, after they got married out of the Yang family, although they would not pay New Year's greetings to other families except their own, if there were any happy events in other families, they would still communicate with each other. As for Xiaoduo, after she got married, she only kept in touch with the third family, the Sun family, and the Luo family.

Therefore, because of blood ties, the difference in closeness still exists.

When Xiaoduo mentioned her late uncle Yang Hua'an, she didn't feel anything at all, as if she was talking about an unrelated passerby.

But for Yang Ruoqing, the feeling was different.

After all, he is my uncle, my father's brother, and they share the same blood...