Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 3437
On the street, except for brothels, it is estimated that other places are still open, other restaurants and shops have long been closed, and the small vendors in the night market have also closed their stalls.

There shouldn't be many people on the road, but Yang Ruoqing saw three or five people coming from the corner of the street.

They were all wearing the same black robes, with black hoods on their heads, with their heads down, walking in a hurry, neither talking nor communicating, just passing through the street in groups of three or five.

When passing by the vicinity of the restaurant, the person walking at the back suddenly tripped accidentally, and something fell from his arms to the ground.

It is a booklet rolled into a book tube.

The moment the man bent down to pick it up, the cloak on his head fell off, revealing the face of a middle-aged woman.

The few people who were walking in front also stopped when they heard the movement behind them. They turned around and glanced at the middle-aged woman, blamed a few words, and then they left in a hurry.

Looking at their backs as they walked away, Yang Ruoqing felt a little familiar.

Suddenly, I remembered that in my previous life, I went to the countryside for a vacation when I had nothing to do. On summer afternoons, I often saw groups of country aunts and old ladies hurrying past on the road at the door.

There are always several times a week, rain or shine.

Feeling strange, I asked them why they went, and they said they went to worship in a nearby church.

When I asked them what sect they believed in, they said in unison that it was the 'Chicken Head Sect'.

sweat……

The group of women who go out in the middle of the night in front of me must also be religious, rushing to go to church, right?

But the problem is that this is ancient times, and now Daqi believes in only two sects, Buddhism and Taoism.

No Western denominations were introduced.

Are these women going to believe in the Black Lotus Sect?
Thinking of this, Yang Ruoqing hurriedly jumped off the wall, trying to chase after her.

Only to find that these women had disappeared without a trace.

Forget it, I will continue to squat tomorrow.

The most urgent thing is to guard his son first, to warm his heart bit by bit, so that he is willing to open his heart to accept her as a mother.

The next morning, Yang Ruoqing got up early and went to the kitchen of the restaurant, where she made vegetable dumplings, steamed dumplings, fried dumplings, egg dumplings, and rice dumplings for her son.

Stuffed with green vegetables and minced meat, stuffed with shiitake mushrooms and shrimp, and stuffed with red bean and rose sand...

Served in delicate small plates, each small plate only holds two dumplings.

Only in this way can the son not get tired of eating crookedly, with many varieties and comprehensive nutrition.

Naturally, she kept it from Chen'er, fearing that Chen'er's anger would not subside, and he would not eat when he found out.

So he entrusted the chef surnamed Kang and the guard to keep the secret, and asked them to deliver the dumplings to Chen'er's house.

She herself ate some porridge indiscriminately, and went to the tile market in Jianye City with a basket on her shoulders in the morning.

It is close to the sea in the east, and several rivers pass through the city. The locals like to eat seafood and other fresh products.

Yang Ruoqing wants to go to Washi to find the freshest seafood, and cook some delicious food for Chen'er.

She didn't take care of the child for seven years, and she felt guilty in her heart, wishing to stuff the most delicious food in the world into his mouth, just because he didn't have such a big appetite.

Let's say that Yang Ruoqing was picking and choosing in Washi, and bought fresh and very exciting small abalones, and will make spicy small abalones for Chen'er at noon.

Then I bought clams and made steamed eggs with clams for Chen'er at noon.

The pig's ribs were also chopped up to two catties, and I planned to make a crispy sesame roast pork ribs for Chen'er at noon.

The basket in her hand was getting heavier and heavier, but Yang Ruoqing was still walking forward happily. There was nothing in this world that was more satisfying and meaningful than preparing a meal for her son.

Not far ahead, there was a large circle of people.

There was a fierce quarrel inside the circle, and outside the circle, there were groups of people whispering and pointing.

Yang Ruoqing was buying vegetables at a nearby stall, and heard the stall owner discussing this matter with the people around him.

"The men in that family don't know what kind of cult they believe in. They don't want to see a doctor or take medicine when they are sick or injured,"

"It's just that he is in his prime of life, and he will pass it if he carries it,"

"At this moment, the only son in the family is sick, and he is blocking life and death from seeing a doctor."

"His mother-in-law secretly went to the doctor to get medicine for the child without telling him. When he found out, he poured out all the medicine and beat his mother-in-law."

"Fortunately, there are two brothers in this woman's natal family. This one rushed over and beat him up when he found him. He wanted to take all the women and children back to her natal family. The two families are arguing over there now!"

The stall owner was talking about it with the people next to him, and the people next to him were also stunned when they heard it.

Some of them couldn't help asking, "Then what kind of religion do you believe in? Why aren't you allowed to take medicine? You can't cure your illness just by burning incense and worshiping Buddha without taking medicine!"

"That's right, he insisted that it was said by their sect, that as long as you believe in their religion, you will get better if you get sick without taking medicine. Isn't this nonsense..."

Yang Ruoqing listened to all the conversations between the stall owners and the others, and remembered the women who were in a hurry last night.

Could these people be bewitched by the Black Lotus Sect?

After buying vegetables, she got up and walked over there.

Sure enough, I saw a few men in the crowd pointing their noses and scolding each other, and two men scolded the other man.

Although the other man was at a disadvantage in numbers, he kept arguing there, and his momentum was not weak at all.

With a stiff neck and bulging veins, he is extremely firm in his beliefs.

Facing the threat of the two brothers-in-law, the man raised his head to the sky and screamed, and broke out a shocking sentence:
"The elder is right. You are all evil spirits from the Nirvana Hell. They came here to make fun of you, and you want to hinder my religious practice."

"So what if the family is destroyed? I'm not afraid. I'm going to ascend to immortality soon. When the time comes, I'll live the same life as the heaven and the earth. You just wait a few decades and turn into a pile of bones, ahahaha..."

After the man said this, he pushed away the crowd of onlookers like a beast, and ran away laughing wildly.

Leave his mother-in-law with a few children, and a sick son in place, no matter what.

"My God, what kind of ghost has possessed him and made him like this!" The woman fell to the ground holding her sick son, crying loudly.

The other people around were also shocked.

The two brothers-in-law also shook their heads again and again: "Crazy, crazy, this person is really crazy, there is no way out..."

Yang Ruoqing went back to the restaurant with a basket on her shoulders.

Still thinking about the matter of the Black Lotus Sect in his heart, when he arrived at the backyard, he saw the door of Chen'er's house was open.

He stood at the door, listening to the report of the two hidden guards in front of him with a solemn face.

Seeing Yang Ruoqing coming in from the outside, a gleam of light flashed across Chen'er's eyes, and it was fleeting.

He immediately raised his hand, and the guard beside him stopped talking.

Chen'er strode towards Yang Ruoqing.

Seeing Chen'er walking towards her, Yang Ruoqing was overjoyed.

"Chen'er..."

Chen'er didn't look at her, and walked straight to the front yard.

Yang Ruoqing quickly chased after her: "Chen'er, where are you going? When will you come back? Can you come back for lunch?"

(End of this chapter)