Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 2672 Trip to Zhou Family Village (one more)
Luo Fengtang also smiled generously, and said to Blacksmith Luo: "Uncle, Qing'er is right, you are the head of the family, as long as there are reasonable things, we are willing to listen to you."

"If you want to visit your aunt, I'll take you there in a carriage tomorrow morning," he said.

Blacksmith Luo shook his head hurriedly: "No need, I can go there by myself, I can drive the carriage..."

Luo Fengtang said: "I'd better go there with you, count the days, it's been the third anniversary of my uncle's death, it's time to do a third anniversary ceremony for his old man!"

"That's right, uncle, I'll go tomorrow too. I was too busy with family affairs to pay my respects when my uncle passed away." Yang Ruoqing also brushed off the words,

"It just so happens that I'm free these two days, so I'll go there to burn incense sticks for my uncle too! Baobao and Dazhi are still young, so I won't take them with me," she said.

According to the customs in this area, after a person dies, relatives and friends of Sanqi and Qiqi will come to burn incense.

Then there is the anniversary.

The uncle in Zhoujia Village died suddenly and fell from the wooden attic to pile firewood and hit the back of his head.

This is an accidental death, and in the words of the farmers, it is called "death in vain".

In the concept of ancestors and ancestors, the souls of people who die in vain are imprisoned in the city of vain death and cannot be reincarnated.

Only when three years later, a new cemetery is selected and the bones are relocated there, can we leave the 'City of Death', go to the Naihe Bridge, and walk the cycle of reincarnation.

Therefore, the uncle in Zhoujia Village did not hold an anniversary sacrifice, but waited for the memorial service three years later, and moved the grave, which is a major event in this area.

Blacksmith Luo was flattered to hear the young couple's words.

At the same time, he was so moved that his eyes turned red.

"It's hard for you, so busy that you still remember this..." He murmured.

Both Yang Ruoqing and Luo Fengtang were taken aback for a moment, and then they both smiled.

Luo Fengtang said: "Uncle, we are not children, we understand human relations and things."

"I still say the same thing. My aunt is not a very nice person, but my uncle is an honest person. He was nice to me before."

"For his third anniversary ceremony, Qing'er and I have already discussed that we must go." Luo Fengtang said.

Yang Ruoqing nodded, "Yeah, I just don't know if Brother Zhou Wang can ask someone to see if it's time, so Tang Yazi and I will go over tomorrow, mainly to ask about this matter, and visit Aunt Da'e by the way."

Blacksmith Luo nodded, "Okay, okay, it's hard for you to think so thoroughly, so we'll set off together tomorrow morning."

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This is Yang Ruoqing's first visit to Zhoujia Village.

Changping Village is to the south of Qingshui Town, while Zhoujia Village is to the northeast of Qingshui Town.

From Changping Village to Zhoujia Village, you have to pass through Qingshui Town, and then walk along a long river embankment for three or four miles, and you will arrive.

At a glance, the size of this village is about the same as that of Changping Village, and it is also a large village among the many nearby villages.

However, the courtyards of these houses are obviously not as good as those in Changping Village.

Almost all of them are low adobe houses with thatched roofs and half-person-high adobe walls in front of the houses.

For families with better conditions, the courtyard walls are built with stones.

The poorer conditions are simply fence walls.

The carriage passed by the entrance of the village, and saw that most of the yards of the houses on the side were planted with peach trees, plum trees, old locust trees and so on.

Chickens flew and dogs barked, and the little dolls followed curiously when they saw a carriage coming.

The women sitting in the corner chatting also cast curious eyes towards this side, pointing and talking.

Yang Ruoqing turned her gaze back, and obediently sat next to Luo Fengtang who was driving the car.

No matter which village, the people are the same.

Women love to gossip and look at novelties, and they have to admire Zhou Xia, who was able to close herself in the yard for three years under such an environment, and even gave birth to her baby quietly.

This is really difficult, and it is not something ordinary people can do.

Yang Ruoqing was a little surprised to see the carriage going straight ahead along a path outside the entrance of the village, but did not enter the village.

"Tang Yazi, where are we going? It seems that the village is out of the front, and it's all fields!" she asked.

Luo Fengtang glanced sideways at her, smiled slightly and said, "Let's go to Cousin Zhou Wang's shack first."

Yang Ruoqing was stunned.

Cousin Zhou Wang and Xiaohuan separated from Aunt Da'e and the others a long time ago, and left the house.

The couple built a shack on the edge of the field outside the village and lived there for two years.

From marriage, pregnancy to childbirth, the most important things in life are done in the shack.

"Here, we're here." Luo Fengtang's voice came from next to his ear.

Yang Ruoqing looked up and saw that the carriage stopped on the side of a field ridge, and a shack appeared on the other side of the field ridge.

Yang Ruoqing was no stranger to shacks.

In this era, for many poor families, the hardships of life are beyond the imagination of people living in modern civilization.

Zhou Wang's shack reminded Yang Ruoqing of summer in the watermelon fields, where the melon farmers built a temporary, simple thatched hut to guard the watermelons day and night.

It also reminded her that in winter, the fish in the fish pond became fat.

In order to prevent those people with ulterior motives from poisoning fish in fish ponds, or stealing fish,
Blacksmith Luo also built a simple thatched hut beside the fish pond, and installed wooden planks to keep out the wind.

At this moment, Cousin Zhou Wang's shack occupies about the same area as Blacksmith Luo's thatched hut for watching fish.

It's just that the things that keep out the wind and rain outside are thicker, and there is a fence in front of the shack.

There are a few clothes of adults and children hanging on the fence. Outside the fence, it is estimated that Xiaohuan dug two vegetable plots and planted small cabbage, and a finger-long small cabbage just sprouted.

"I'm living a decent life these days!" Yang Ruoqing looked around the outside of the shack and couldn't help but praise.

Luo Fengtang turned his head and glanced at her, "As long as the couple has feelings, the underside of the bridge can shelter from the wind and rain!"

Yang Ruoqing pursed her lips, "Let's not talk about bridge holes. Going out to wander is just a casual trip. It's so romantic!"

Luo Fengtang smiled, raised his hand and gently held Yang Ruoqing's hand.

"I really like someone, but I still want to give her a home, shelter from the wind and rain, and have children." He lowered his voice.

Yang Ruoqing nodded slightly, yes, that's right.

"Let's not talk about this for now, let's go and see if Cousin Zhou Wang is at home." Yang Ruoqing said.

Luo Fengtang nodded, and the two of them came to the fence gate together.

Blacksmith Luo had already stepped outside the fence gate and was shouting inside.

"Wang'er, Xiaohuan, are you at home?"

Even shouted several times, but no one responded.

"The door is locked, don't shout." Yang Ruoqing said.

Blacksmith Luo was stunned for a moment, then raised his hand and patted his head, "Oh, look at my eyes, I'm really old."

(End of this chapter)