Splendid peasant girl busy farming

4627 - Strong stamina
The young couple held hands sweetly and went back to the village. After walking across the pond, they met the Yang Huazhong and Yang Huazhou brothers who were oncoming.

They walked in a hurry, carrying baskets in their hands.

Yang Ruoqing and Luo Fengtang looked at each other, and guessed in their hearts.

Blacksmith Luo, who was walking in front, had already stopped there to talk to brother Yang Huazhong. This question really meant that he was going to burn incense at the foot of the mountain.

"Then hurry up, it will be dark in a while." Blacksmith Luo said.

Brother Yang Huazhong nodded, when they passed by Yang Ruoqing and Luo Fengtang, facing the couple's greetings, the two brothers just nodded and hurried away.

Yang Ruoqing stood there watching for a while, and found that the two of them did not go to the intersection where the old house of the old Yang family was, but went straight to the back of the village.

"In the past when burning incense, my father and the others would go to the old house to wait for my grandfather and fourth uncle and cousin. The big troops set off together, why didn't you join them today?" Looking at their backs going away, Yang Ruoqing tilted her head. The head was puzzled.

"It's probably because your father and the others couldn't spare the time to burn incense, so they asked father-in-law and fifth uncle to be representatives." Luo Fengtang said.

Yang Ruoqing nodded: "Well, it makes sense, after all, Lao Yang's family is in a mess now!"

Luo Fengtang held her shoulders and made her turn around: "Let's go, don't look, let's go to the pond to wash our hands before going home."

There is a rule here, I don't know when and who passed it down. When you go to the mountains to burn incense, or finish your errands, you have to come to the pond to wash your hands before entering the house.

This is the rule in the area of ​​Mianniu Mountain, and there are also taboos in this area in the capital, but it is not washing hands, but breaking the brazier at the door of the house.

In a word, water and fire are ruthless, but they are all used to drive away bad luck and keep bad luck out of the house.

As for whether it works or not, haha, Yang Ruoqing doesn't want to delve into it. Anyway, everyone is doing this, so she just respects it. It's just some harmless rules, do as the Romans do!

After washing his hands and returning home, Tuobaxian chanted scriptures in the Buddhist hall.

She explained to them yesterday that today is the Hungry Ghost Festival, and tonight she will fast and chant scriptures all night in the Buddhist hall to pray for blessings, so that no one will disturb her.

So, Yang Ruoqing went to the kitchen in the backyard.

In the kitchen, Aunt Wang Cuilian was very busy.

There is sliced ​​pork belly on the chopping board, and the cleaned and chopped grass carp is in a large clean bowl on the side, marinated with ginger and vinegar.

In the basket are washed cucumbers, eggplants, peppers...

The rice was simmering in the cauldron, and the scent wafted out, and Wang Cuilian was rolling up her sleeves, kneading the rice flour dough, planning to make a kind of rice flour dumplings the size of a shuttlecock for the festival at night...

Yang Ruoqing rolled up her sleeves directly: "Wow, it's so rich, aunt, let me help you!"

Wang Cuilian turned her head and smiled brightly at Yang Ruoqing: "You are tired from going up the mountain, go back to the house and rest, I did it by myself!"

Yang Ruoqing said: "I'm not tired, we can do it faster together."

Wang Cuilian said: "Yu'er hasn't come to our house for a while? I remember she was still at our house during the Ghost Festival last year, and she accompanied me to make two steamed rice noodle dumplings!"

When Yang Ruoqing heard this, she nodded with a smile: "Maybe she is obsessed with things in her hometown, and she will definitely come back to see us when she is free."

In the past, when Yu'er stayed at her house, she often helped Wang Cuilian do these things.

But in the past two years, Yu'er was not here most of the time, Yang Ruoqing knew that Yu'er had really grown up now.

As the saint of the Black Lotus Sect, Yu'er has already fully controlled the direct lineage in Mianniu Mountain who was sent by the leader to carry out secret missions.

Yu'er was busy with their affairs and established their own base camp in the depths of Mianniu Mountain.

Yang Ruoqing believes in Yu'er, she is a kind and righteous girl, she must have a better plan to expand her power.

So when someone in the village asked curiously, "Why hasn't Yu'er, your distant relative, seen for a while?", Yang Ruoqing would prevaricate it by using Yu'er to go back to her hometown to visit her relatives.

The mother-in-law and daughter-in-law worked hard together, and the dinner was quickly burned up.

By the time dusk fell, the rice dumplings were cooked.

Yang Ruoqing was thinking about sending a bowl to her natal family next door. Feng'er should like to eat it, and just as this thought flashed through her mind, Wang Cuilian opened her mouth.

"Qing'er, there's nothing to do with you here now. Hurry up and send some rice dumplings to your mother. I guess she doesn't have to grind rice milk now. Give them a try."

"Hey, okay, I'll give my Gagong and Dagagong some to try."

Yang Ruoqing responded with a smile, took two bowls, picked up two large bowls, and left the kitchen.

In the main room in the front yard, Blacksmith Luo was talking with Luo Baobao, his grandfather and grandson, and playing with Teddy Dog. Luo Fengtang was sitting on the side drinking tea and watching with a smile.

Seeing that Yang Ruoqing came over with rice dumplings and said she was going to deliver them, Luo Fengtang hurriedly got up: "I'll just deliver them, you can rest at home."

Yang Ruoqing said: "Then you take this bowl from my Mrs. Ga's house, and I will go to my mother's house in person, and see if my mother is feeling better by the way!"

At noon, Mrs. Sun drank a few spoonfuls of rock sugar and white fungus soup, and went to the toilet when she got home. She didn't know what was going on in the past half a day. Yang Ruoqing was worried and wanted to go and have a look.

Luo Fengtang understood what she was thinking, so he took one of the bowls, and the couple left the courtyard together, parting ways for the time being.

……

Seeing the rice dumplings sent by Yang Ruoqing, Feng'er's eyes lit up.

Xiaoduo took the chopsticks and took Feng'er to eat at the table.

And on the reclining chair here, Mrs. Sun leaned on it, her face was slightly pale under the light.

"Since I came back, I've gone to the toilet twice. It's better now, and my stomach is no longer noisy, but I don't seem to be very energetic, I don't have much energy, and I don't have much energy."

Sitting there, Mrs. Sun said softly to Yang Ruoqing in front of her.

"This holiday, I originally planned to cook a few decent meals for the big guys at night, but I can't get up, your father said, anyway, I also ate hard dishes at the old house at noon, so it should be a holiday Let’s cook some porridge at night and cook two eggs for Feng’er and Duo’er.”

"It's really great that you brought rice dumplings here. Look, Feng'er and Duo'er both like to eat them. When they are full, your father and I don't bother to cook porridge, anyway. appetite……"

Hearing what Sun said so much, Yang Ruoqing raised her hand to cover Sun's forehead.

Her forehead felt cool, and she felt a little relieved.

"Fortunately, mother, you are reserved when you are a guest out for dinner, and you only drank a few sips of the white fungus soup. If you drink more, you will really suffer." Yang Ruoqing said.

Sun smiled wryly and shook her head.

Xiaoduo took the time to turn her head and interjected: "I noticed that the fourth aunt drank the most, and now she must run to the toilet until her feet are weak!"

Sun smiled wryly again.

Yang Ruoqing said: "That's for sure, the croton powder has a lot of stamina, and it can really make people peel off their skin!"

Sun suddenly said: "My lord is better, I am worried about Xiu'er."

"At the dinner table, your grandma held Xiu'er in her arms and fed a lot of white fungus soup to such a young child. I don't know what Xiu'er is doing now!"

(End of this chapter)