Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 1372
The spring breeze is blowing, and the water of the Huancheng River is so clear that it flows slowly under the bright spring sunshine.

Along the river, rows of weeping willows are planted, full of greenery.

The willows sway in the wind, like a beautiful woman dancing enchantingly.

Tuobaxian strolled along the river, walked under every willow tree, and the light of infinite aftertaste flashed in his eyes.

Time seems to pass by.

In the past, it was also such a bright spring day.

The man in fresh clothes and angry horse stood by the river waiting for him.

She will never forget that kind of spring and that kind of him.

Just like today, people who have been dormant for the winter all come out for spring.

Standing in the crowd, he is like a jade tree facing the wind.

He hugged her, whispered under the willow, telling each other's love and longing.

"Qing'er, I want to go over there and have a look."

Tuobaxian stopped, and said to Yang Ruoqing and Xiao Yaxue who followed behind her.

"If I remember correctly, there should be a stone tablet that is as tall as an adult over there, I want to go and have a look." Tuoba Xian said again.

Back then, they engraved each other on the stone tablet together.

After 19 years, she no longer set foot in the Central Plains.

It is rare to return to the old place today, she has an urge to go and see again!
Seeing Tuobaxian's expression, Yang Ruoqing smiled happily: "Okay, let's go and have a look together."

The three of them walked for quite a distance, far away from the bustling spring outing crowd on the river bank, and came to a relatively secluded corner.

The moat branches here, and one branch runs from west to east, passing through the Yellow River, and then flows into the sea in the east.

All around, there are overgrown vegetation and wild flowers blooming.

But there is no stone tablet with the adult height mentioned by Tuoba Xian.

"Strange, where did the stele go? I remember it was standing at this place back then!"

Tuoba Xian turned around in circles, searching, muttering to herself.

Yang Ruoqing and Xiao Yaxue looked at each other, and they both came over to help search together.

After 19 years, much has changed.

Maybe that stone tablet was thrown into the river long ago.

Yang Ruoqing thought in her heart, but she still searched around very carefully.

What I found here was not just a stone tablet.

But a dusty past.

The three of them searched for a long time, and Yang Ruoqing found the target among the weeds at the bottom of the river beach.

"There is a stele here, everyone come quickly!"

With the support of Xiao Yaxue, Tuobaxian slowly descended to the bottom of the river beach.

"Qing'er, come on, let me see."

Tuoba Xian's voice revealed a bit of eagerness.

Yang Ruoqing quickly stood up and came to support Tuobaxian.

"This stele is broken, and only half of it is lying in the soil. I don't know if it's the one my mother was looking for." She said.

Tuobaxian didn't speak, her eyes were all attracted by the half stone tablet among the weeds.

She squatted down and stretched out her hands to brush the thick earth and rocks on it, bit by bit, restoring the original appearance of the stele.

Seeing Tuobaxian's well-maintained hands digging the soil on the stele, Yang Ruoqing couldn't bear it.

"Mom, let me plan for you..."

"No, I want to do it myself!"

Tuoba Xian said, with an extraordinarily firm tone.

Yang Ruoqing had no choice but to stand aside, watching helplessly with Xiao Yaxue.

Several of Tuobaxian's beautiful nails were broken, and some blood was even exposed.

She was still digging, scraping, took out her handkerchief, and wiped the stone tablet carefully.

It seems that every tiny grain of this stele should be wiped out so that they can be seen again.

After an unknown amount of time, Tuobaxian's movements suddenly stopped.

Suppressed, I don't know if it was joy, excitement, or sad sobs.

Yang Ruoqing came back to her senses, and hurried to Tuobaxian's side.

"Mom, why are you crying?"

She asked, her eyes followed Tuobaxian's fingers and fell to the corner of the stone tablet in front of her.

In a very inconspicuous place, she saw two columns of characters as thin as mosquito legs.

"I found it, I found it..."

Tuobaxian murmured, tears in her eyes.

Yang Ruoqing leaned over, carefully distinguished the two lines of small characters, and read aloud:

The tenderness is like water, the wedding is like a dream, and the beautiful woman under Liu Xia is so clever.

A pot of spring breeze, several spring nights.

In another year, gold and iron horses will calm down the world.

Ten miles of red makeup welcomes you.

Underneath, left a word:

peak.

Yang Ruoqing guessed that the word "Feng" should be the name of the person who wrote the poem on the stele, right?
Seeing how Tuobaxian couldn't control her emotions, could it be that these poems were written by Luo Fengtang's own father?

Oops, the words are well written.

Judging from this stroke by stroke, he is a practicing family with extraordinary skills.

And the literary talent is also good, iron and tender.

However, this uncivilized behavior portrayed everywhere is still not advocated.

Piao Yuan's thoughts were pulled back by Tuoba Xian's ethereal voice.

"It's been 19 years, things are people, things are not things."

She sighed softly, and lightly touched the small and powerful characters on the stone tablet with her fingers.

In front of my eyes, I seem to have seen the scene of that day again...

A sad smile appeared on Tuobaxian's face.

"Seeing this stele today has solved a knot in my heart."

"Qing'er, Yaxue, let's rebury this stele together!"

Tuobaxian said, what was buried with her was that beautiful memory.

Yang Ruoqing said, "Mother, wait a minute, something is wrong!"

"What's wrong?" Tuoba Xian asked.

Yang Ruoqing frowned, looking at the half of the stele and the other weeds and rocks around the stele.

"Mother, is Tang Yazi's real father still in this world?" she asked.

Tuobaxian said: "I don't know, it's been 19 years and there is no news."

"It should be no longer in this world..." she said again.

Although I believed in my heart that there was a great possibility that that person was not in this world, I still couldn't help but want to go north to the capital to look for it.

Although I know that the chances of finding it are extremely slim, almost none.

But I still can't help but want to remember it again...

Seeing Tuobaxian's expression, Yang Ruoqing knew that her mother-in-law was not sure.

"Mother, look at the words on this stone tablet, and compare them with the other words on the side. Is there something wrong?" Yang Ruoqing asked.

Tuobaxian squinted her eyes carefully, and then her eyes lit up.

"This word..."

"This word is obviously clearer than other words around it." Yang Ruoqing said,
"The other words on the side have long been blurred after 19 years of wind and sun."

"However, there are no these two lines of characters. Instead, the scratches are getting deeper and deeper. What does this mean?"

"It means that in the past 19 years, someone has often come to trace and engrave these two lines of characters!"

"And the person who can find this place and engrave these two lines of characters is no one other than the owner who engraved them at the beginning!"

After listening to Yang Ruoqing's analysis, Tuobaxian was stunned.

(End of this chapter)