Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 4229 Who are you talking to?

Blacksmith Luo took off the tobacco stick hanging from his waist, sat on the stone beside him and smoked it, exhaled a few puffs of smoke rings, looked at the sky, and at the children and grandchildren pulling weeds over there, talking to himself Said: "Second brother, you left early, if you can live to this moment, you will be happy to see Sun Mantang under our feet, with a big family and a big business!"

"Back then, you were the one who brought back Tang Yazi and brought hope to our old Luo family."

"You are under the Nine Springs, please keep our children and grandchildren safe and sound. If you lack anything over there, please entrust me with a dream, and I will burn it for you!"

"If you feel lonely and want a daughter-in-law, don't be shy, and have a dream with your eldest brother, and your eldest brother will burn you a fat daughter-in-law."

"Don't count on two, there is no room for two tigers, especially two tigresses."

"The men of our old Luo family have to stick to each other for the rest of their lives. When they marry one, they have to treat one with all their heart and soul!"

"Oh, by the way, your sister Da'e is also pretty good. Let's not talk about Zhou Xia. That girl has no heart. Fortunately, your nephew Zhou Wang is sensible and filial."

"If you have the heart, you can also bless Zhou Wang and the others..."

"Brother, what is Grandpa talking about by himself?" Luo Baobao touched Chen'er's arm, lowered his voice, and asked curiously.

Chen'er looked up at Blacksmith Luo, then looked away.

"Grandpa is talking heartfeltly to Second Grandpa lying on the grave." He whispered.

"Ah?" Luo Baobao opened her eyes even more in surprise, and she couldn't help but look at the grave.

"Brother, can the second grandpa hear it?" She asked again.

Chen'er really couldn't answer this question.

"This... I don't know, I should be able to hear it!" Chen'er said.

"Then can you hear it or can't it?" Luo Baobao's stubborn temper of breaking the casserole came up again.

Yang Ruoqing said softly: "As long as you are sincere, you will definitely hear it."

"Really?" Luo Baobao looked up at Yang Ruoqing.

Yang Ruoqing nodded: "Really."

Luo Baobao said: "Then I also have something to say to Second Grandpa."

Yang Ruoqing said: "You can just say it in your heart, Second Grandpa will definitely hear it."

Luo Baobao nodded cheerfully, then closed his eyes, folded his dirty little hands in front of his chest after grabbing the dirt, and 'said' in his heart devoutly.

The big guys were silent for a while in front of Luo Laoer's grave. At this time, the sound of firecrackers could be heard from far and near in all directions.

Obviously everyone is busy worshiping ancestors.

"Grandpa, are you ready?" Luo Baobao raised his head and asked Luo Blacksmith.

The nature of a child is new to one thing, but after the first scene, she starts to get tired of it again and wants to change places.

Especially here it is a little cold, with gusts of mountain wind.

Blacksmith Luo nodded, "Okay, let's go back, it's almost noon, and we'll be busy posting couplets when we go back!"

The big guys walked back and met people from Lao Yang's family on the way.

This year, as usual, Lao Yang led the team, followed by a group of descendants of the Lao Yang family, mighty and mighty.

The old Yang's family has excellent genes, and the men are all tall and good-looking, especially there are Da'an, the number one scholar who is facing the wind, and Xiao'an, the handsome soldier.

And Yang Huaming and Yang Huazhou are also beautiful uncles, such a family of men walking together, there is really a lot of respect.

When we met each other, we naturally went down the mountain together. When we reached an open mountainside platform halfway, we met other villagers in the village.

The big guys habitually rest here for a while every time, doing homework, and the men gather together to smoke dry tobacco.

And because today is the New Year's Eve, when they meet each other, they are more polite than usual.

At this time, the virtues of respecting the old and loving the young, and mutual courtesy are suddenly carried forward.

So sometimes Yang Ruoqing would be so bored that she couldn't help fantasizing that if a poor person took this opportunity to borrow money from everyone during such a festive festival, those smiling faces and politeness would disappear immediately, right?

Give you a smiling face, a lot of meat, if you really want to borrow money, it will hurt your feelings.

Haha, talking about love hurts feelings, and talking about feelings hurts money, so no matter what time it is, people have to rely on themselves.

"Mother, I want to discuss something with you." Chen'er suddenly moved to Yang Ruoqing's side, her voice was not too loud.

Yang Ruoqing was taken aback, and immediately guessed that Chen'er wanted to talk about the time to go back to Donghai, right?

"Son, when you want to go back to Donghai, both parents will support you." She looked at Chen'er tenderly and said.

Chen'er shook her head, "Mother, that's not what I want to talk about."

"What is that?" Yang Ruoqing asked.

Chen'er lowered her eyelashes slightly, and then said, "What I want to talk about is about Uncle Zichuan."

"What's the matter with your uncle Zi Chuan?" Yang Ruoqing asked again.

Chen'er said: "Originally, I wanted to discuss it with my parents two days ago, because some things were delayed."

"I would like to discuss with my parents, can we invite Uncle Zi Chuan to our house for a New Year's Eve dinner? He is alone, it is too deserted, and the two servants at home will not come back until the fourth day of the first lunar month."

It was for this.

Yang Ruoqing looked at Chen'er, and sighed in her heart that this child is so kind.

"Mother, can you not?" Chen'er asked again.

Seeing that Yang Ruoqing didn't respond, Chen'er was a little uneasy.

Yang Ruoqing came back to her senses, looked at him lovingly, and praised: "My son is really a kind and considerate person. He is so heart-warming. If your Uncle Zichuan heard these words, he would definitely be very pleased."

From Yang Ruoqing's voice, Chen'er caught some information.

His apprehension immediately dissipated, and his eyes brightened a little.

"Mother, what do you mean, did you agree?" he asked.

Yang Ruoqing smiled and said: "Of course my mother is happy. In fact, your father and I discussed this matter some time ago, and your father even went to your uncle Zichuan to talk about this in private. I hope he will come and join us this year." It's New Year's Eve, but your Uncle Zichuan declined our kindness."

"Why?" Chen'er was a little puzzled.

Yang Ruoqing stretched out her hand without pulling Chen'er, and pulled him to sit beside her, then put her hand on Chen'er's shoulder lightly, and the mother and son sat together affectionately.

"Your Uncle Zichuan's refusal was actually within our expectations," she continued.

"Because there is a custom in Mianniu Mountain, even in the entire Wanghai County, or in Daqi State."

"Your Uncle Zichuan is now in the township Dingyou, and is keeping filial piety for you, so it's a festival, especially New Year's Eve, and the house can't be left alone."

"So he has to make a fire at home by himself for the New Year's Eve dinner, but after we have the New Year's Eve dinner, you and your sister will go to give you Gagonggapo and the Taigagong and grandma of the old Yang family and the Sun family. To celebrate the New Year, you all go to pay New Year's greetings to your Uncle Zi Chuan, and you can watch the New Year with him at night." Yang Ruoqing said.

(End of this chapter)