Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 5479

"Father-in-law, what Qing'er said is right, we have done our best in this matter, don't blame yourself too much." Luo Fengtang also put down the chopsticks in his hand, and enlightened Yang Huazhong with a serious face.

Yang Huazhong looked at the two of them, smiled wryly and nodded.

"I understand what you said. I just feel uncomfortable. Let me drink two more cups. I will sleep well at night when I am drunk. After I sleep, I will be fine tomorrow." He murmured.

Yang Ruoqing still didn't want to let go, Luo Fengtang patted her on the shoulder lightly, signaling her to respect Yang Huazhong's decision.

Yang Ruoqing had no choice but to withdraw her hand.

That night, Yang Huaming was very drunk and was carried back to the dormitory in the backyard by Luo Fengtang.

in the shrine.

After all, Yunxianiang is an elderly woman who can't stay up late, especially in the cold winter months, when dripping water turns into ice, and she is overwhelmed with grief during the day, half of her body has collapsed. The sons and daughters-in-law of the family are worried that something will happen to her, and they are trying to persuade her I went back to Shuisheng and Caixia's house to rest.

The two sisters-in-law were worried about the children in the family, and asked one of their brother-in-laws to send them back after they were buried.

In the first half of the night, Yunxia's natal father and another younger brother accompanied Huo Sheng to watch the night. In the second half of the night, Shui Sheng persuaded her natal father and younger brother to go back, and Shui Sheng came to accompany Huo Sheng to watch the night.

"Mother-in-law, are they okay?"

When the two brothers were left beside the coffin, Huo Sheng asked Shui Sheng in a hoarse voice.

Shui Sheng said: "The white-haired person sending the black-haired person, of course it will not get better. After crying for a long time, I was coaxed to sleep by Caixia, and my father-in-law and brother-in-law slept in another room."

Huo Sheng remained silent, and lowered his head. In a few days, it will be the Chinese New Year, and other people's homes are bustling with preparations for the New Year. The snow has stopped and they are busy washing and drying.

Yunxia started preparing new clothes for the two children for the Chinese New Year a month ago. During this time, she stayed up all night to catch up with work...

Thinking of this, Huo Sheng put his hands on the lid of Yunxia's coffin, his tears had already dried up, and he could only cry in the dark night if he wanted to cry.

Shui Sheng was uncomfortable hearing that, took out the pipe and handed it over: "Brother, take a sip!"

Huo Sheng waved his hands, lying on the coffin lid, muttering to himself, saying some words that Shui Sheng couldn't understand.

Shuisheng bit the tobacco stick into his mouth and took two puffs.

It was so cold at night, the wind came in from the patio and came out through the side door, whimpering like someone was crying.

Shuisheng tightened the cotton-padded jacket that Caixia put on him before he left, sat there with his sleeves folded and dozed off, four tung oil lamps the size of mung beans were lit at the four corners of the coffin, the night was still growing...

Compared with the situation of the Huo Sheng Shui Sheng brothers, Evergreen is much more comfortable.

He was hiding in the soft straw like a hamster, with a quilt covering his body, sleeping soundly with his head in his arms.

The soles of his feet suddenly itched, one after another, as if someone was scratching him.

Chang Rong fell into a drowsy sleep, and muttered, "Don't make trouble."

Turned over and went back to sleep.

The soles of his feet were settled, but a straw got into his nostril.

He raised his hand and rubbed his mouth and nose, "Don't make trouble!"

The straw stuck into his nostrils inch by inch, and it was itchy. Changrong sneezed, and vaguely heard a child laughing in his ears.

The lazy man Changrong slept in a daze, and he was usually unshakable, but tonight the child's laughter suddenly made him sleepy a little bit.

"Huh...huh..."

"Chi...chi..."

Someone was blowing cool air on both ears, piercing the eardrum with mouthfuls, it was so cool that he shivered and sat up abruptly.

There was nothing beside him, and a white burlap tent was pulled up across a patio. Behind the tent was the coffin, and four faint tung oil lamps with barrels of oil flickered in the deep and dark ancestral hall, as if they were about to off.

A suffocating chill rushed over his scalp, and Chang Rong shouted loudly, "Huo Sheng? Huo Sheng, are you there?"

No one answered behind the account.

Evergreen suddenly felt something and looked towards the side door of the ancestral hall.

A vague little black figure stood there with hands down.

Evergreen looked at the other side door, and there was another one.

The one on the left is taller, and the one on the right is shorter. The first thought that flashed in Changrong's mind was whose family's children came here to play without sleeping at night?Parents are really heartless!
Suddenly he thought of something, pulled the quilt over his head and hid in the straw stack again.

My head is full of: ghosts, there are ghosts!

Suddenly someone patted on the shoulder, and Chang Rong was so frightened that he almost didn't lift it up.

"Brother Changrong, what's the matter with you? Why are you shaking like this?"

Shui Sheng's voice reached his ears, Chang Rong was stunned for a moment, then slowly moved down the quilt, exposing his two eyeballs to look out.

Unexpectedly, the sky was bright, and Shui Sheng was leaning over to look at him.

Changrong let go of the quilt and grabbed Shuisheng's hands, "Shuisheng, hurry up, hurry up and send a message to my boss and second child, let them pick me up and live together..."

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In the small courtyard at the entrance of the village, Sufen and several other women from refugee families were drying clothes in the yard, Gangzi and several other men were sweeping the yard, and the children were chasing around in the yard, which was very lively.

When Changrong was carried into the yard by his eldest son, he just breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the lively scene in front of him, feeling the urge to come back to life.

"Brother Changrong, you were not happy when we moved yesterday, why did you come here so fast in just one night? People say that you change your mind when you take a pee, what a fart you are!" What a great effort!"

A woman who was usually not easy to deal with Chang Rong stretched her neck and raised her voice to tease.

Changrong fought back angrily: "Who farts for a night? Unless the intestines are rotten."

The woman picked up the mallet in her hand: "Who are you scolding, you lazy bastard? You just rotted your intestines and protruded your anus..."

People around persuaded him, Gangzi asked the two sons of Changrong's family to quickly carry Changrong into the house, but the woman was still standing under the window and scolding.

In the room, Changrong was put on a makeshift bunk, and the quilt was pulled over to cover his legs.

"...What a shrew. I live in the house that Lizheng gave me and not hers. When will I come and live in her house?"

The eldest son said: "Father, don't compete with other people's aunts, you are also a man."

Changrong stared, "Men, you can't be scolded by women. When your mother was alive, you obeyed me. How can I be scolded by irrelevant women after I have lived my whole life? That would be useless!"

The eldest son grinned dryly, "Father, you always confront women like this. Others say that you are not easy to get along with. I am in my twenties and I can't even call you close. You should change your temper! "

Changrong raised his hand and patted the quilt, and shouted: "You are in your twenties, why can't you understand? It's not your father, father, and me that you can't say goodbye. It's mainly because our family has no money. If our family has Money is nothing!"

(End of this chapter)