Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 5507 Guan Nian, quiet

Hearing that Yang Ruoqing was sewing sleeping bags for the children, Ping'er immediately became interested.

She put down the bundle in her hand and came to Yang Ruoqing's side, and helped them make gestures together.

Ping'er is an expert in needlework, and after some discussions with her, Yang Ruoqing has a new understanding of the beauty and comfort of the design, and she cuts it like a god.

"When do you plan to send it to the children of Xiaoduo's family?" Ping'er asked.

Yang Ruoqing thought for a moment: "Of course, the sooner the better, on the 29th day after tomorrow, when my fifth uncle's daughter-in-law comes in, Xiaoduo will come to congratulate her, I want her to take her back the day after tomorrow."

Ping'er pondered for a while, "If that's the case, it will only take a day, and you may not be able to make it out."

Yang Ruoqing said: "I stayed up all night tonight and tomorrow, so it should be about the same."

Ping'er said: "It's 27 tonight, it's quiet at night, have you forgotten?"

Yang Ruoqing was stunned for a moment, then remembered this custom, and felt a little embarrassed, "Look at me, I'm so confused, I have to go to bed early tonight, I really can't stay up late."

This is really a bit embarrassing, if you can't finish the work in the future, you have to wait until Xiaoduo and the others come to pay New Year's greetings in the first month.

After several days of delay, will Jiaojiao catch a cold again?
Seeing Yang Ruoqing's troubled expression, Ping'er said: "How about this, I'll come over tomorrow during the day and help you do it together, I should be in time."

Yang Ruoqing was naturally very anxious, "The Chinese New Year will be in three days, why should I have the nerve to take up your time?"

Ping'er smiled indifferently, "Other families are busy celebrating the New Year, but my family is not busy this year. All the dishes for the New Year are ready, and the fruits and snacks are also prepared when Hua Hua gets married."

"When Huahua returns home the next day, it will be fine to buy a table of meals for her to entertain. At other times, I basically have nothing to do."

Now that Pinger has said that, Yang Ruoqing has nothing to say, and she readily accepts Pinger's kindness.

"Ping'er, I've been busy with other things these two days. I heard from my aunt that you came here twice. Why, what can I do for you?" Yang Ruoqing asked again.

Ping'er said: "It's not a big deal, I just bought a few pairs of shoes for your three children. You can see that the size is still suitable."

The burden roll was opened, and three pairs of brand new cotton shoes were in sight.

Yang Ruoqing took it up and looked at it smoothly, and began to work with the needle and thread. To be honest, this embroidery worker was outstanding even in the capital.

"Ping'er, you have a heart, and I thank you on behalf of the children." Yang Ruoqing sincerely thanked you while holding the bundle.

Ping'er smiled gently: "I'm only able to handle this stuff, as long as you don't dislike it."

Yang Ruoqing put down her shoes and patted Ping'er's arm: "Look at you, you're talking stupid again."

Ping'er's eyes were red, and she suddenly lowered her head to wipe her tears.

"What's the matter? Why are you still crying?" Yang Ruoqing asked quickly.

Ping'er shook her head: "It's okay, I suddenly thought of Huahua, and I don't know how she is doing in Gu's house..."

Yang Ruoqing said: "She chose the path herself. She is also very confident in the path she chose. She is also a bride. I think the elders of the Gu family will not embarrass her."

Ping'er said: "The second elder of the Gu family doesn't look like that kind of treacherous person. I'm most worried about that cousin of Gu Zhihua's childhood sweetheart..."

Yang Ruoqing held Ping'er's hand: "Ping'er, what you should do, what you should do, what you should persuade, what you should analyze should not fail. It is Huahua who insists on going this way, and the uncooked rice has become cooked rice."

"Up to now, you have to relax and live your own life at home. Huahua has her own life. Whether it's good or bad, she has to be responsible for her own choices. You can no longer interfere with her. Let her go!"

After some reassurance, Ping'er left the Luo family with a sad expression.

She walked forward, and Luo Fengtang came back on the back.

"Qing'er, it's quiet tonight, my daughter has been coaxed to sleep by me, let's rest earlier."

"Okay!" Yang Ruoqing put away the clothes and fabrics on the table, the two of them fetched water to wash up, and took a rest early.

At night, the north wind howled outside the house, and the wind rushed across the water surface of the pond at the entrance of the village, like a ferocious beast roaring, and it seemed that thousands of innocent souls were crying.

Because of this, the orange light in the warm spring-like room looks more warm and peaceful.

The two lay lazily on the bed, Yang Ruoqing lay on Luo Fengtang's chest, patiently waiting for the sound of the small gong outside.

The old and young men in the village follow their seniority and age, and five people "manage the year" every year.

The so-called "Guan Nian" means that they lead the young and old in the village to offer sacrifices to ancestors during Qingming Festival, Zhongyuan Festival and New Year's Eve.

On the evening of the 24th of the twelfth lunar month, when it was getting dark, the villagers were led to set off firecrackers to honor their ancestors.

On the 27th night of the twelfth lunar month, they beat gongs, set off firecrackers, and patrolled the village to see if the big guys could get quiet.

On the [-]th day of the new year, light the ever-burning lanterns in the ancestral hall, and offer offerings such as pig heads, roosters, fat meat, rice, shochu, and incense candles to pay homage to the ancestors.

In the early morning of the first day of the Lunar New Year, they also beat gongs and drums in the village to urge everyone to get up and go to the Earth Temple at the south end of the village to pay New Year's greetings to the City God.

In the early morning of the third day of the first lunar month, the five of them would go from house to house to yell and remind everyone to get up and set off firecrackers to send their ancestors back to the mountains.

Therefore, the five villagers who manage the year are very prestigious to the villagers during the year.

The rules passed down from generation to generation endow them with a vigorous sense of responsibility throughout the year.

As for Yang Ruoqing, lying on the bed at this very moment, she was counting with her fingers the time when the so-called ancestors went home to celebrate the new year with their descendants.

From the 24th of the twelfth lunar month to the third day of the first lunar month, eight days before and after, ah, the golden little holiday!
"Pong..."

Amidst the whimpering wind, there was a sound of a gong in the distance.

Yang Ruoqing moved under the blanket, and immediately regained her spirits.

Sure enough, a moment later, there was the sound of firecrackers, closely followed by the gong.

When the gong is struck five or six times, there will be a short burst of firecrackers.

The sound appeared alternately, circling the village along the east, west, north and south directions, and finally came to the main road at the entrance of the village.

Far and near, it seems to hear a few dogs barking.

Yang Ruoqing hid under the blanket and laughed secretly.

Tomorrow, the owners of those barking dogs will be very troubled, maybe they will kill their own dogs.

It is the nature of dogs to guard the house. It just kept its position and did what it should do.

It's a pity that the dog's world is very simple, not as complicated as that of humans.

Luo Baobao's giant teddy would bark wildly at night if there was a slight disturbance, but every year on the night of the 27th of the twelfth lunar month, it was very quiet.

The reason is simple, the baby made a muzzle for her dog.

Every year on the night of the 27th day of the twelfth lunar month, I feed Teddy well and call him to sleep in his own room. There is something put on the dog’s mouth, which does not affect his breathing, but he just can’t bark. He takes off the muzzle at dawn .

The sounds outside were far and near, and Yang Ruoqing's thoughts were also drifting away. The overwhelming atmosphere of the Chinese New Year broke into the dreamland, and finally fell asleep sweetly under Luo Fengtang's caress.

(End of this chapter)