Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 3218 Get rich and rain (two more)

"Each has its own hardships. There are many things that your Ga Po can't let go of, so why is my Ga Po different?"

Yang Ruoqing said softly.

"Your uncle and your cousin are in a mess, you, my mother-in-law, can't rest assured that you will die with regret,"

"My uncle's family is getting better and better, and my cousin is pregnant. On such a good day, the house will soon be full of children and grandchildren. My grandmother is reluctant to leave,"

"They are two poor old people. There is nothing they can do. They have to go when they are alive. I can't tell when..."

"Sister Lan'er, the dead are gone, and we, the living, should also mourn and change."

"Use your filial piety on your father-in-law in the future. Your mother-in-law is gone, and your father-in-law is alone..."

The old grandson is the best example.

There was not even a single person in the room to talk, and usually drinking was annoying to the old woman's advice, but now I picked up the glass, without the old woman's advice, my heart was empty, and I didn't feel like drinking the wine.

After a lifetime of ups and downs, I have long been accustomed to the existence and intervention of the other party.

It’s annoying when I’m here, and I think about it when I’m gone, regretting…

People, it's really not easy to live together. Every day we are together, we should be happy and respect each other like guests. In this way, we will have less regret and more satisfaction when we are separated in the future.

The two sisters cherished each other, comforted each other, and finally got better.

With the great help of the old Yang's family, the little old Mrs. Yang's funeral was still managed in a decent manner.

The son Yang Zhenbang who didn't throw the pot, and the grandson Yang Duocai naturally took over his father's position. Wearing filial piety clothes, he followed the Taoist priests to do various rituals, kneeling, worshiping, and endless loops.

The young master of the Yang family, who used to play cricket gambling in the town and was ignorant, seems to have grown up by several years after this incident.He took out all his belongings, that is, the 20 taels of silver that the Lin family forced him to write and leave the book, and handed it over to his third uncle Yang Huazhong to organize the funeral.

Yang Huazhong was reluctant to use the nephew's money and asked for sponsorship, but Yang Duocai declined.

Yang Duocai's original words are as follows: "Grandpa and all the uncles, cousins, aunts, cousins ​​and cousins ​​who helped my family to tide over the difficulties and helped me put my grandma's house in peace, are such talented benefactors."

"The money for grandma's funeral can only be paid out. I don't want to use a penny of my uncles. I was ignorant before. This time I ask all uncles to do my best. I will finally do my best to my grandma in front of it." Be a little filial!"

Yang Duocai's words reassured everyone.

The Yang family was in ruins. Except for the small farmyard in Changping Village and the 20 taels of silver on Yang Duocai, everything else was confiscated by the government.

After this catastrophe, if Yang Duocai is really sensible, he will change his mind from now on, abandon all his father's bad habits, be a good person, and do things in a down-to-earth manner.

That little old Yangtou is still looking forward to it. In the future, the house of the Yang family is still expected to stand up again, have children, spread branches and leaves on the land of Changping Village, and continue the incense!
Since Yang Duo has this kind of heart, Yang Huazhong and the others naturally want to help him.

For this funeral, Yang Huazhong and the others considered the Yang family from all aspects, taking into account the overall situation, not making jokes for those who came to pay tribute to the funeral and watch the excitement, and minimize unnecessary expenses as much as possible.

Moreover, Yang Huazhong and his juniors, including Yang Ruoqing and the others, all came over to dress up the little old Mrs. Yang in mourning, to strengthen their prestige.

This is the custom in this area. When the deceased passed away, the more people wearing sackcloth and filial piety, it means that the descendants are prosperous and blessed.

If there are only two or three people walking around alone, in the words of the farmers, there is no aura.

Especially when carrying the coffin up the mountain, it is even more demanding to cry loudly.

If you don't cry, then the old lady will be a dumb person in her next life...

With the concerted efforts of all members of Lao Yang's family, the little old Mrs. Yang finally went up the mountain smoothly and was buried in peace.

Just as the coffin was put down and the new grave was erected, grandson Yang Duocai sprinkled the last handful of new soil on the grave of the old lady with both hands.

A gust of wind blows over, with thin raindrops in the wind.

The matter was over, and everyone hurried to the village.

Standing under the eaves at the entrance of the hall, Old Yang stood under the eaves at the entrance of the hall with a dry tobacco pole in his hand. Looking at the fine and dense rain in the yard, the old man narrowed his eyes, and there was surprise and anticipation in his eyes.

"Just after the new tomb was buried, it started to rain. The rain is good. It's the rain of fortune." Lao Yangtou murmured.

"Maybe there will be more children in the future, and he can really support the family!" Old Yang said again.

Sisters Yang Ruoqing and Yang Ruolan, who were busy wiping their hair, looked at each other when they heard this.

The two sisters also looked outside together. From Yang Ruoqing's point of view, it was raining just after the burial. It was God who was sad, so they were also crying.

Why is there such a saying as making a fortune?

The doubts in my heart were directly asked by the fourth uncle Yang Huaming next to me.

"Father, is there still such a saying? Does it mean that the harder it rains, the more money you will make in the future?" He asked.

Old Yangtou was still looking at the rain in the yard, and nodded slightly.

"The old saying is true..." the old man said.

Yang Huaming asked again: "Then our family now has a number one scholar named Da'an, did any of the ancestors in the past have some strange omens when they were buried?"

Old Yang fell into memory...

"It seems... not there?" the old man said.

Yang Huaming said: "How is it possible? Not to mention that Da'an is the number one scholar, just say that we, Qing'er, have such a big business and make so much money, why does this ancestor have some strange signs? At least the next one heavy rain!"

"There is also our son-in-law, Tang Yazi, who is a great general. He has seen the emperor's people. The ancestors of the old Luo family are buried, shouldn't there be something?"

"By the way, I almost missed the old Mu's family. Mu Zichuan is also a Tanhualang, and now he is a high-ranking official in the capital. What about the Imperial Envoy? Did Mu Zichuan's father have any signs when he was buried?"

Old Yang looked at Yang Huaming, and was a little overwhelmed by his question.

Yang Ruoqing also smacked her tongue inwardly, Fourth Uncle Xindao's ability to diverge his thinking is really strong, he can think so much.

Old Yang thought about it carefully, then shook his head, and opened his mouth slowly.

"It's strange to say that when your grandma, that is, my father and mother were buried, there was no sign at all."

"I don't know about Lao Mu's house, nor have I heard of it, but..."

"But what?" Yang Huaming asked.

Yang Ruoqing and the others' attention were also attracted.

"The second son of the Luo family, that is, when Tang Yazi's father was buried, your third brother went to carry the coffin, and there seems to be something wrong." Old Yang said.

(End of this chapter)