Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 4626 Thank you

After Mu Zichuan walked for a while, he suddenly stopped, turned his head and cast a glance behind him.

In sight, the pair of figures had already walked across the wooden bridge. The man was tall and straight, and the woman snuggled up to him like a bird.

Mu Zichuan's eyes fell on the hands held by the two of them, and there was an indescribable feeling in his heart.

The mountains and rivers are beautiful and the people are picturesque.

I am outside the scroll, a drop of ink that accidentally falls is incompatible with the scroll.

With a sigh in his heart, Mu Zichuan turned around and left lonely...

At the foot of the mountain ahead, at a place with a wide view, Blacksmith Luo and Baobao Luo were already waiting there. The offerings and incense candles were still in the basket carried by Luo Fengtang, so the couple quickly came to the grandfather and grandson .

Blacksmith Luo took over the basket, and the father and father began to set up the scene there. The offerings were arranged in a row. There were about seven or eight large and small bowls, chicken, duck, fish, rice cakes, fried rice balls, and sweet potato balls.

Luo Fengtang took out the jug from the basket and put it aside, while Luo Tiejiang took half a pack of tobacco leaves and put it on the side.

Not far away, Yang Ruoqing and his wife stood there respectfully and waited quietly.

When Luo Baobao saw the tobacco leaves, his eyes lit up, and he raised his head and asked Yang Ruoqing curiously: "Mother, the tobacco leaves are pungent and spicy, and they don't taste good at all. Why did Grandpa bring them here?"

Yang Ruoqing told her in a low voice: "Grandpa brought it here to burn for your second grandpa, and grandpa smoked it!"

Luo Baobao said 'oh', and continued to watch grandpa and dad lighting incense candles and toilet paper with wide curious eyes.

"Qing'er, I'm going to set off a firecracker over there, cover the baby's ears." Luo Fengtang stood up holding the firecracker, and did not forget to remind Yang Ruoqing before leaving.

Yang Ruoqing nodded: "Don't worry, I will protect her, and you have to be careful."

Luo Fengtang grinned at her, and strode over there.

It feels so good to have a daughter-in-law who cares!

With the sound of firecrackers, Luo Baobao quickly raised his hands to cover his little ears, and Yang Ruoqing also reached out to cover her little hands, protecting her in his arms.

When the firecrackers were over, Luo Fengtang strode back to them. Blacksmith Luo raised the wine jug in his hand and sprinkled a circle of wine on the front, then turned around and greeted them, "Children, you can worship!"

So, the big guys all knelt down and kowtowed to the front.

"boom!"

"boom!"

"..."

When Luo Baobao kowtowed for the third time, Luo Fengtang's big hand quickly stretched out to separate her forehead from the ground.

He looked at the slight redness on his daughter's forehead and the few grasses on her forehead, and couldn't laugh or cry.

"This silly boy, knocking so hard?"

Hearing Luo Fengtang's words, Luo Baobao opened his eyes wide and said seriously: "Kowtow, I'm serious!"

On the side, Luo Tiejiang and Yang Ruoqing couldn't laugh or cry when they saw this.

Luo Tiejiang said: "You can make up your mind, the ancestors will understand your intentions."

Yang Ruoqing also smiled and said, "You just put it in your father's palm!"

"This is impious..." Luo Baobao said again.

Luo Fengtang said: "We take our filial piety to our ancestors in our hearts, and our ancestors will feel distressed when they see your forehead broken. Not letting your ancestors worry about you is also a kind of respect for your ancestors, don't you think so?"

Luo Baobao tilted his head and thought for a while, "Yes!"

"That's right, it's in the palm of Dad's hand." Luo Fengtang said with a smile.

Luo Baobao kowtowed obediently into Luo Fengtang's palm.

After kowtowing, everyone got up, Yang Ruoqing took out a handkerchief to wipe the dust and dry grass on Luo Baobao's forehead, while Luo Tiejiang and Luo Fengtang went to the burning incense paper and fiddled with it.

It is autumn at this time, as the saying goes, "autumn tiger".

The weather is getting cooler in the morning and evening, and the sun is still scorching during the day.

The grass and trees on the side of the road in this mountain are extremely dry after most of the blasting, and they will burn at a little bit, so someone has to watch from the side.

After all, it is not uncommon for people to burn incense and sacrifice half of the mountain in the past.

Fortunately, it was a lonely mountain, and the heavy rain soon extinguished the mountain fire. If it were a mountain like this, once the wild fire ignites, it will grow and become a prairie fire. Mian Niu Mountain may be ignited for hundreds of miles. .

At that time, let alone the villages in the mountains, it will be a catastrophe for the beasts in the mountains!

People in ancient times seem to have understood the principle of harmonious coexistence between man and nature. Therefore, every year on Qingming Festival, Zhongyuan Festival, and burning incense in the twelfth lunar month, officials from the Yamen will be sent to the village to ring gongs to spread the word. The respected village elders will tell the villagers in advance to let everyone be careful of wildfires!

The two mothers stood aside and chatted, while waiting for the Luo family and father to completely extinguish the fire to make sure everything was safe, the family just packed up their things and went back to the village.

At this time, the sun had already set, and the burning clouds in the western sky were like a prairie fire, and several birds were circling in the sky.

In the distance, a shepherd boy rides on the back of an ox, picks up leaves in his hand and plays, loud and clear.

In the fields, there are still figures of labor, full of vitality everywhere.

"Qing'er, I haven't met anyone from your natal family during this journey. Did they go back to the village long after the burning?"

Blacksmith Luo was in a good mood and asked.

Yang Ruoqing looked back at Blacksmith Luo, smiled and said, "When I came back, they hadn't gone out to burn incense, and they probably won't finish burning incense until later!"

Blacksmith Luo didn't ask any more questions. This is the great-grandson of Old Yang's family and grandson's first-year birthday banquet. Old Yang's family gathered together for a banquet at noon. The men drank a few more cups, so the delay is understandable.

Anyway, as long as things are done before dark, blacksmith Luo stroked Bao Baobao's head, and the grandpa and grandson walked towards the village talking and laughing.

The next topic is to imagine what delicious dishes grandma Wang Cuilian will cook for the festival tonight...

Looking at the backs of the big and small in front, listening to Blacksmith Luo's hearty laughter from time to time, and Baby Luo's childish words, the corners of Luo Fengtang's lips curved happily.

He held Yang Ruoqing's hand even more tightly, and said in a low voice: "Qing'er, thank you!"

All of this is due to her.

It was she who gave him such a warm and lively home, it was she who gave birth to children for him, it was she who honored the elders with him, performed the obligation of support, and let the uncle enjoy the family happiness of grandchildren around his knees here!

Yang Ruoqing was a little confused by this inexplicable thank you, she couldn't help turning her head to look at him.

However, he took advantage of the situation and leaned down to kiss her on the cheek. It was as gentle and quick as a dragonfly's water, and the villagers who were almost working in the nearby fields didn't have time to notice.

But Yang Ruoqing, who was the person involved, had her cheeks burning hot. She gave him a look and said in a low voice, "You are too bold, how embarrassing to be seen by others!"

Luo Fengtang looked at her tenderly, and said innocently: "Suddenly I couldn't hold it anymore..."

(End of this chapter)