Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 3866 Who is it?

Yang Huamei said: "Okay, Qing'er, let's not talk about these sad things anymore, people have to look forward."

"Well, let's talk about the children, Dabai and Xiaohei have been studying in the school in the town for more than a month,"

"Counting this Ching Ming Festival holiday, it's the second time for them to come home, during which time their grandfather visited them once."

"At first, I was worried that these two children were spoiled too much when they were young. It would be uncomfortable to leave home suddenly to study in the town. I didn't expect that they were all fine. We were really surprised!" she said.

Yang Ruoqing said: "That's really a good performance. The two brothers have a companion, which is also an advantage. The two brothers can discuss things carefully."

Yang Huamei said: "Speaking of which, I still have to praise Chen'er."

"Chen'er is studying alone in a place so far away from the capital, and Da'an usually works as an errand in the Imperial Academy, so he is naturally busy, so it is impossible to accompany Chen'er in everything,"

"Chen'er must be relying mostly on himself. He can make up his own mind when encountering problems. This is the real power."

"Compared with Chen'er, the small promise of my Dabai and Xiaohei is really nothing," she said.

Yang Ruoqing smiled and said: "You can't say that, Chen'er grew up in a different environment than Dabai Xiaohei."

"Dabai and Xiaohei were raised by your family in the palm of your hand, while Chen'er was raised by beatings and beatings. This is different in itself," she said.

Yang Huamei said: "By the way, where is Dazhi? How is Dazhi doing in Yangzhou? Did you go to school?"

Yang Ruoqing nodded and said, "Brother Zuo came back from Yangzhou two days ago, he came to stay at my house for a day, and talked about Dazhi's situation."

"Now the whole family has moved into the city of Yangzhou, and Dazhi has entered a school in the city to study, and is preparing for the next childbirth exam."

"Well, it doesn't matter where you study, as long as you do well." Yang Huamei said.

Yang Ruoqing knew that Yang Huamei was trying to appease her emotions, so she smiled and said, "Auntie NIIT, don't worry about me, I've figured out some things, and twisted melons are not sweet."

"Now that Dazhi has returned to his mother's side, the family is full of brothers and sisters. He is the only student in the whole family. He must be held in the palm of his hand. I don't have anything to worry about."

Yang Huamei said: "If you can think like this, I'm relieved. By the way, has Tang Yazi come to write home recently? He left this time last year and hasn't come back for a whole year! When will he come back?"

Yang Ruoqing shrugged, "Auntie, this question of yours really caught me off guard."

"Letters from home are sent back regularly, but right now he is on a mission and can't come back. I can't even tell when he will return!"

Yang Huamei said: "Well, hey, others envy you, but it's not easy for you!"

Yang Ruoqing shook her head, "This is my own choice, no matter how hard it is, I am happy."

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There are many rains in the Qingming season, and pedestrians on the road want to break their souls.

Where is the restaurant?The shepherd boy pointed at Xinghua Village!
During the day, it continued to rain in spring, until the evening, when the rain finally stopped.

Luo Fengtang temporarily put down the military document in his hand, and stood up.

He asked Vice General Xie to prepare some sacrifices, as well as incense paper, and left the barracks alone to find a secluded place on the other side of the valley.

Here, he lined up the things he brought on the smooth stone in front of him, lit the incense paper, and worshiped in the direction of Sleeping Bull Mountain.

Another year of Ching Ming Festival.

He can't remember how long it has been since he went home to worship his ancestors during the Qingming Festival.

I really miss my childhood. On Ching Ming Festival, my uncle would take me to the mountains to burn incense and kowtow to my ancestors.

I miss getting married even more. Every Tomb-sweeping Day, the daughter-in-law and aunt always prepare a lot of wine and meat, which is eaten by the family and used to worship the ancestors.

Then he and his daughter-in-law Qing'er went to the mountain with his uncle to worship the ancestors and burn incense...

I didn't go back during the Chinese New Year, and I didn't go back during the Qingming Festival. I don't think I might be able to go back during the Dragon Boat Festival.

Hey, now that he has a high position and authority, the burden on his shoulders has also become heavier. In the past, he only needed to provoke a small family of his own, but now, he has to provoke more than half of the big family.

Luo Fengtang squatted there, burned the incense papers one by one, then poured the wine he brought on the stone in front of him, and bowed down towards his distant hometown to worship.

However, when he bowed for the third time in the direction of Sleeping Ox Mountain, his ears moved.

The foot suddenly slipped, and the next moment, the body had already left the place where it was standing before and jumped three feet away.

"who!"

He drank into the seemingly ordinary air in front of him.

Although the surroundings were quiet, just now he clearly felt a surge of air in the air.

The dangerous aura was attacking like a beast, which made him, the son of the Lian family, obviously feel a sense of oppression.

After he finished drinking, the air around seemed to be stagnant, it was already dusk, and there was no light in the sky.

His whole body seems to be in a huge black bag, as long as the bag shrinks, his whole body will be like a turtle in a urn, completely passive.

Luo Fengtang was very shocked by his feeling, this was the first time he had this feeling in these years.

Just at this moment, a tiny voice resounded in the previously stagnant air.

The sound was as if a rabbit had accidentally stepped on a piece of thatch.

In the next moment, Luo Fengtang's body suddenly flew into the air, and a piece of thatch, which looked like a large embroidery needle used to sew quilts at home, almost flew past the belt on his lower back.

Just inserted into the trunk of the big tree behind him.

Luo Fengtang was stunned to see the almost bottomless thatch tenaciously piercing into the tree.

How much internal force is needed to urge this weak thatch to pierce the hard tree?

"Since your Excellency is an expert, why don't you show up? Hiding in the dark and attacking me is really contrary to your martial arts skills!" Luo Fengtang frowned and said loudly.

Still no one appeared, but the same voice sounded from four directions, east, west, north, south, at the same time.

"Hahaha, being able to detect the arrival of the old man and successfully dodge my magic needle, such a person in the Jianghu can't be counted with one slap." The voice said.

Hearing this voice, Luo Fengtang judged that he was at least fifty years old.

And judging from the way this person speaks, this person is from the rivers and lakes.

The sound can be heard from all directions, indicating that it is driven by internal force, and it must be some strange martial arts in the world.

"Your Excellency claims to be a person from the Jianghu, is it true that all the people from the Jianghu are as timid as you, hiding in the dark to attack, talking in a mysterious way, and not daring to reveal their wretchedness?"

Luo Fengtang intentionally used words to stimulate the opponent, one hand was already on the hilt of the sword at his waist, his senses were magnified countless times this night, capturing all the changes in the air.

(End of this chapter)