Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 1894 I Don’t Bird You (Fourth Update)

"If you still regard this place as your hometown and us as your childhood friend, then you can talk to me well and don't just do this. We are all vulgar people, it looks awkward!"

Yang Ruoqing was straight to the point, no matter what Mu Zichuan thought, she didn't beat around the bush at all.

This is her character.

I only say this when I treat you as a friend and one of my own, because I want to make each other feel casual and happy in the next relationship.

If they don't treat you as a friend, they will temporarily pretend to be a snake queen, and then pull you into the blacklist.

Next time, no bird will bird you.

The members of the transportation team, the capable confidantes in the restaurant, the close family members, and Xiao Yaxue's girlfriends all know Yang Ruoqing's character.

But at this time, when Mu Zichuan heard Yang Ruoqing's words, he was stunned.

In the next moment, there was no trace of anger on his face.

Heartfelt joy and smiles permeated little by little.

"Hehe, I'm used to being outside. I just returned to the village, and I haven't changed it in a while."

With an apologetic smile, he explained to Yang Ruoqing.

"Qing'er, give me some time, I will definitely correct this habit, you believe me."

There was anxiety in his voice.

The look in his eyes made her see sincerity.

His attitude made her feel cautious and caring.

This made Yang Ruoqing a little embarrassed.

She waved her hand casually, "Well, take your time and try your best."

The corners of Mu Zichuan's lips twitched, and he wanted to say something more. Over there, other resting villagers found Mu Zichuan here.

The dignified Tanhualang has returned to his hometown, which is the pride of everyone.

So, all the simple and enthusiastic folks swarmed over here, among them were Lao Yangtou and Yang Huazhong.

Seeing this, Yang Ruoqing said to Mu Zichuan: "Well, Tang Yazi and I will go to burn incense first, and after we go down the mountain, we will go to your house to visit my godmother."

"Qing'er..."

"That's it for now, let's go there first." Yang Ruoqing smiled at Mu Zichuan, then turned sideways and naturally took Luo Fengtang's arm.

Luo Fengtang also nodded at Mu Zichuan with a smile, and walked away with Yang Ruoqing.

Mu Zichuan wanted to call her, but the villagers had rushed to him, surrounded him, scrambling to greet him, exchanging pleasantries...

Yang Ruoqing followed the Luo family to the Luo family's ancestral grave, and then obediently stood aside, watching the two of them busy there.

It's not that she, a daughter-in-law, is lazy and doesn't come forward, but that when doing these things, usually men come forward and women watch from the sidelines.

After the Luo family's father and two arranged the offerings, incense paper and candles were lit, and firecrackers were also hung on the branches of trees beside them, crackling and set off.

Yang Ruoqing just stepped forward, knelt on the ground, and began to kowtow.

After kowtowing, she just stepped forward and squatted there, watching the fire in the brazier.

Blacksmith Luo and Luo Fengtang took out the shovels, poles, ropes and soil baskets they had brought, walked to the vicinity, and began to dig the grave.

Seeing the two of them busy going back and forth, their foreheads were covered with sweat, just like it was raining.

Yang Ruoqing sighed secretly.

People in this era are really filial and pious to their ancestors.

Na Risong and the guards brought by Tuobaxian can come and help pick them out as long as they are ordered.

If they come, the grave will only be a matter of minutes.

However, they just didn't order.

Luo Fengtang said, this kind of thing, you have to pick it up one after another, in order to fulfill the filial piety of the younger generation.

The father and father worked hard until almost noon, and finally lifted the head of the grave and made it firm.

Blacksmith Luo broke off a pine branch nearby and stuck it in the grave of Lao Er Luo.

"Second brother, brother and Tang Yazi helped you fix your house."

"From now on, even if it's windy or rainy, there won't be any leaks."

"Second brother, our family's life is going well now. The children are sensible and filial. Don't worry."

"Our sister, Da'e, is getting better. My niece Zhou Xia has met a nobleman, and now Da'e's family can live comfortably."

"Second brother, you are down below. If there is something missing, just give me a dream."

Blacksmith Luo supported Luo Laoer's grave, talked to himself, and sighed again.

Then, he leaned over to pick up the shovel on the ground, and said to Luo Fengtang and Yang Ruoqing, "It's almost there, let's go down the mountain."

Luo Fengtang nodded, came to Blacksmith Luo, and took the shovel.

"I'll take them together," he said.

Blacksmith Luo said: "I'll take it, the road down the mountain is slippery, you support Qing'er."

Luo Fengtang glanced at Yang Ruoqing, and Yang Ruoqing quickly shook her head: "Uncle, I can walk steadily, so you can let Yazi Tang hold it."

Blacksmith Luo couldn't hold back the two of them in the end, and the three of them went down the mountain.

Wang Cuilian had already cooked lunch at home, and waited for them to come back, washed their hands, changed their clothes and shoes, and then they could have dinner.

After lunch, Yang Ruoqing confessed to Luo Fengtang and went to Lao Mu's house with a bowl of Qingming cake made by Wang Cuilian.

Old Mu's house.

As soon as Yang Ruoqing turned the corner in front, she saw the greetings of men and women coming from the courtyard of Lao Mu's house.

No one asks the poor in the downtown area, and the rich has distant relatives in the mountains.

The situation of Lao Mu's family fully interpreted this golden rule.

Yang Ruoqing soon entered the courtyard and came to the main room.

The room was full of familiar faces, the aunt of the Zhang family, the daughter-in-law of the Li family, and the uncle of the Chen family all came over.

The room was full of people, surrounded by a middle-aged woman.

That middle-aged woman was none other than Mu Zichuan's mother, Mrs. Liu.

"Daughter!"

Yang Ruoqing shouted excitedly.

The sound pierced through all the noise in the house.

Mrs. Liu turned around, and when she saw that it was Yang Ruoqing who came, the woman's face showed sincere joy and excitement.

"Qing'er, you're here!"

She passed through the crowd and ran towards Yang Ruoqing.

"Godmother, you've had a good time, your complexion is good, and it seems to be a little more mellow." Yang Ruoqing looked at Liu Shi and said.

Liu smiled: "When I went to the capital, Zichuan didn't even let me plant the vegetable garden."

"Things fell at my feet, and I wanted to pick them up, but there were maids rushing to pick them up right away."

"Tell me, I'm raised like a pig, can I not gain weight?" Liu said.

Yang Ruoqing pursed her lips and smiled, and the other people beside her also covered their mouths and smiled.

"Zi Chuan is filial, he is the best son in the world."

"Sister-in-law of the Mu family, you are blessed. You have given birth to a good son. It's too late for us to be envious..."

Compliments immediately flooded in like a tide.

Mrs. Liu held Yang Ruoqing's hand tightly, and looked Yang Ruoqing up and down.

"Are your parents okay? Has the baby grown up? Can he walk and talk?"

(End of this chapter)