Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 2652 The old man lost (four more)
Liu Shi gritted her teeth, "Succeed, three hundred Wen is three hundred Wen, it's agreed, you are not allowed to renege on your debt!"

Yang Ruohe scoffed, "Why? You are my mother!"

After the mother and daughter had discussed it, Yang Ruohe went over to pick up the child and coaxed him in his arms, not forgetting to order Mrs. Liu to cook.

"I came here on an empty stomach in the morning, and I'm starving to death right now, mother, go and cook!"

In the evening, black clouds suddenly piled up again in the sky, and bursts of muffled thunder rumbled behind the thick clouds.

The north wind raged across the land.

The villagers who had been tortured by the scorching heat for a whole summer all came out of their low houses.

On the pond, under the old maple tree, and by the pond, there are people everywhere.

The big girl and the little daughter-in-law are fine, talking and laughing, enjoying the rare coolness.

The old ladies couldn't care less, they simply rolled up their coats made of rough old cloth, exposing their bellies, and sat on small bamboo chairs with backs to enjoy the cool and wind.

The breasts that had given birth and breastfed many children were now as dry and flat as two dark yellow cloth bags, drooping loosely above the navel.

There is no image to speak of.

Of course, no matter how horny a man is, he would not want to peek at such an old lady.

The children were running wildly on the pond, chasing and playing.

Naturally, Luo Baobao and Dazhi were among them, running more happily than anyone else.

Taking advantage of the rain, Yang Ruoqing washed the dishes for the night and tomorrow morning.

Judging from the situation, it will definitely rain heavily tonight, and if it rains tomorrow morning, he will be in bed.

The days are lived in such bumps and bumps. After a few autumn rains, the hot summer is finally coming to an end.

Except for the fact that it is still a bit hot during the day, it is already cool in the morning and evening.

Luo Fengtang received a letter, and the perfume was escorted to the capital smoothly, and after passing the inspection, it was put into the royal warehouse.

The Emperor Longyan rejoiced, not only settled the payment in cash, but also gave an extra reward.

After Luo Fengtang paid the Escort's remuneration in the capital, he settled the wages of the brothers in the transportation team while the iron was hot.

It's all hard money, thousands of miles of travel, trekking through mountains and rivers, and it's such a hot day, everyone earns hard money.

In addition to the wages that everyone should have, Luo Fengtang also decided on his own to distribute the 100 taels of silver rewarded by the emperor to his brothers.

I took the big guys to eat two good meals in the big restaurant in the capital, rested for two days, and went to the temple fair in the capital.

He posted the letter the night before he planned to leave for the village.

"I should be on the road now, and I estimate that I will be home in more than ten days, and the longest will not exceed half a month."

At night, after Yang Ruoqing read the letter, she said to Blacksmith Luo and Tuobaxian who were sitting at the table.

Blacksmith Luo took a puff of dry cigarette, frowned slightly and said, "There are still two or three days until the July [-]th Ghost Festival, and Tang Yazi probably won't be able to make it back for the festival."

Yang Ruoqing nodded, "It should be. It will take two or three days from Changhuaizhou to our village."

Wang Cuilian smiled and said: "Even if you can't come back this year, it's okay. The ancestors knew that he was going to escort the offerings to the emperor to Beijing. What a mighty honor this is. Others can't envy him. Presumably the ancestors We all feel good about it.”

Yang Ruoqing gave Wang Cuilian a grateful smile, for the aunt's understanding.

Blacksmith Luo also said 'hmm', and said: "Yes, don't talk about eight villages, even in our Qing'an County, or even Changhuaizhou, if anyone can pay tribute to the emperor, it will be recorded in the genealogy A family heirloom of glory!"

"I've also heard that since our family Qing'er and Tang Yazi made their fortunes, many people secretly visited the ancestral grave of our old Luo family."

Blacksmith Luo said again, with pride and pride on his face.

"Ah?" Yang Ruoqing raised her eyebrows.

"Why?" she asked.

Could it be that some people are jealous and can't trip themselves and Tang Yazi in reality, so they want to destroy other people's ancestral graves to vent their anger?

If that is the case, it is really an extremely twisted and perverted psychology.

Wang Cuilian smiled and said to Yang Ruoqing: "You don't need to ask, of course I want to see how the ancestral grave of our old Luo family was buried, and whether it occupied a treasured place of geomantic omen, that's why the great general and the great businessman came out." !"

Wang Cuilian's explanation made Yang Ruoqing suddenly realize.

The stone in her heart was put down, and she smiled immediately.

Not to mention in this backward feudal farming society, even in a modern society with ever-changing technology and information, people regardless of class care about Feng Shui.

Regardless of whether it is a house move, a new house, the location of the new company, etc.
Experts in this area will be invited to come and see the location and choose a date.

In short, some things that are closely related to life will be studied and considered carefully.

And the more people in the upper class, the more they care about these things.

This is even more so in ancient times.

Both the Yang house and the Yin house must be treated with caution.

Whose descendants are promising, everyone will praise the virtues accumulated by the ancestors, or the smoke from the ancestral graves.

Whose descendants have evil obstacles, they will also say that the ancestral graves are dirty and wrong, destroying three generations with one mistake!

Therefore, there are special people to guard and take care of the royal mausoleum, because the royal family believes that it is related to the fate of the country and the royal family.

Those who are high-ranking officials outside, no matter how powerful they are outside, the ancestral graves of their hometowns never dare to relax.

Send domestic servants to take care of it, keep burning incense, sweeping tombs and offering sacrifices during festivals and so on.

By analogy, it is not uncommon for people to visit the ancestral grave of the old Luo family and secretly want to find out the mystery from it.

"Hehe, it's okay, Tang Yazi can't come back in time, let's make some more sacrifices to burn incense and go to the ancestors' graves. I believe our ancestors are reasonable and will understand." Yang Ruoqing said.

Everyone nodded.

Soon, it will be the Hungry Ghost Festival on the fifteenth day of the seventh lunar month.

The ancient people attached great importance to these traditional things. Schools were closed, shops were closed, and restaurants were closed.

Naturally, Yang Ruoqing also gave the restaurant and the herb-collecting team a break, and devoted herself to preparing for the Hungry Ghost Festival at home.

The custom here is to have a big meal with the family at noon, and then go to the mountains to burn incense together in the afternoon.

The Hungry Ghost Festival is just in time for the first season of rice to mature, and the new rice is ground into rice noodles, and the rice noodles are kneaded and cooked together with wild vegetables and diced pork belly.

To enshrine the Stove Lord, the Bodhisattva is placed in front of it to pay homage to the ancestors.

The family gathers together to eat, and then give some to relatives, friends, and neighbors next door.

"Baby, go and ask uncle to come over for dinner and drink." Yang Ruoqing pointed to Blacksmith Luo who was squatting at the door of the main room smoking a pipe, and said in a low voice to Luo Baobao.

Since this morning, Blacksmith Luo has been in a low mood.

Yang Ruoqing guessed that it was probably because Tang Yazi didn't come back.

Tang Yazi has not been back for the Ghost Festival for two years, and the old man feels a little lost.

(End of this chapter)