Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 5572 New Year's Eve
Yang Ruoqing took a deep breath, closed her eyes, opened them again, and her eyes became clear again.

"What's wrong? Did you have a nightmare?" Luo Fengtang asked, raising his hand to gently wipe the cold sweat from her forehead.

Yang Ruoqing looked at him: "How do you know I'm having a nightmare?"

Luo Fengtang glanced at the quilt that was kicked into a ball by her: "You were yelling and screaming and stomping in your dream just now, and I woke you up."

Yang Ruoqing nodded lightly, "It's been a long time since I had a ridiculous dream, maybe it's because I drank too much tea before going to bed to suppress it."

Luo Fengtang smiled, "I'll accompany you to the bathroom."

Unlike other people's houses where the urine bucket is placed in the corner behind the bed, Yang Ruoqing has a cleanliness habit. She doesn't want to smell faint smells when she sleeps, so the urine bucket is placed in the bathroom.

Moreover, when the house was first built, an underground drainage system was dug, which is convenient, fast, and clean.

"I can go by myself, without you."

She lifted the quilt and went straight to the bathroom.

Luo Fengtang did not sit and wait on the bed, but got up and went to the table to pour her a small bowl of warm water.

There are also lights in the bathroom, which is warm.

Standing in front of the bronze mirror, Yang Ruoqing wiped her face, raised her head to look at herself in the bronze mirror, and the scene from her dream appeared before her eyes again.

It was so real, as if it was different from what I had just experienced.

This kind of false dream, before Chen'er got it back, she had it every now and then, and almost had a nervous breakdown.

Since Chen'er was found, she never had this kind of dream again.

I didn't expect to dream again tonight, so real, and, that little boy's face is so familiar, very familiar, where did I see it?
Think hard, think hard...

"Qing'er..."

Luo Fengtang's voice sounded at the door, and Yang Ruoqing's thoughts that had just been gathered were scattered by the way.

She opened the door of the bathroom and saw him standing at the door with a worried face.

"Qing'er, why is it taking so long? Are you okay?" He asked, coming forward to hold her hand.

His hands were cold, he wrapped the cloak in his arms around her body, and dragged her to the bed in the dormitory.

When she got to the bed and sat down, the curtain was down, Luo Fengtang picked up the tea bowl on the bedside table and gave it to her: "Drink some hot water."

After taking two sips of hot water, Yang Ruoqing said, "Tang Yazi, this dream of mine is a bit strange."

"Then tell me, what did you dream about?" He asked.

Yang Ruoqing told him the scene in the dream intact.

"That place, I thought about it, it was very weird, and that little boy became more and more familiar..." she murmured.

Luo Fengtang thought for a while, and said: "Perhaps you went to the mountains today to toss for a long time, and saw brother Xiu'er's grave being dug up, you were emotionally touched, and that's why you had this dream..."

"and many more!"

Yang Ruoqing interrupted Luo Fengtang, "Xiu'er? I remembered, it's Xiu'er, the little boy in my dream is Xiu'er, no wonder I feel familiar!"

"It's just, how could I dream of Xiu'er?"

Luo Fengtang hugged Yang Ruoqing in his arms, "Dreams are unreasonable. To put it bluntly, it's because you came into contact with something during the day and left a deep impression on it. I fought on the battlefield, and I often dreamed at night. To the soldiers who died in a certain battle...it's all normal, you don't have to take it to heart."

Yang Ruoqing nodded.

He talked with Yang Ruoqing for a while, until she fell asleep, and the two hugged each other and fell asleep.

In the second half of the night, there were no more dreams, and I felt the light of day.

The second day of the first lunar month.

Before dawn, Yang Huazhong, Yang Huazhou and Yang Yongjin left Changping Village in a carriage and went straight to Baie Town, Huguang County.

At home, after breakfast, the big guys should visit relatives, and those who want to rest at home can rest.

As agreed in advance, Yang Ruoqing and his wife took Luo Baobao to drive a carriage, and Xiaoan next door also drove a carriage. Mrs. Sun locked the courtyard door, and the big guys set off to the river dam at the foot of the mountain.

When they got near the 'One Tree', Xiao An stopped the carriage, and Da An got out of the carriage first, helping Mrs. Sun to get off.

Xiao Hua held Fuwa in her arms, and it was inconvenient to move around, so she could only lift the curtain of the car and tell them to slow down and be careful.

The carriage also stopped at the back, Yang Ruoqing poked her head towards Sun and said, "Mother, you will stay in the Taoist temple for a fast meal when you are done, and we will pick you up and go home together when we pass by here after noon. "

Sun said: "It's okay, I'll go home by myself when I'm done, the road is not far away."

The carriage continued to drive forward. In the carriage, Luo Baobao kept leaning against the window to look at Mrs. Sun on the side of the road, and saw Mrs. Sun walking straight into the Taoist temple.

"Mother, what does Ga Po go to the Taoist temple for?" Luo Baobao asked.

Yang Ruoqing said, "Burning incense."

Luo Baobao tilted his head, "Didn't we go to the Taoist temple to burn incense on New Year's Eve? Granny also went, why come to burn incense again?"

Yang Ruoqing stroked her soft hair and said, "It's more pious!"

There was no further delay along the way, the carriage arrived at Xiangjiazhuang soon, and stopped at the side of the road at the gate of Xiang Shengnan's yard.

On the second day of the new year, the villagers in Xiangjiazhuang are also busy with New Year's greetings. People who visit relatives and friends come and go, whether they are men, women, old people or children, all the family members come out to visit relatives, or go to the village in neat clothes. Visiting relatives in other villages, anyone passing by the yard of Xiang Sheng's man's house can see the two carriages parked here at a glance.

In the ancient times when bullock carts were not popular, the shock caused by two horse-drawn carriages parked here was far greater than the two luxury cars parked at the entrance of the village in modern times.

If it were those nouveau riche families, they would definitely enjoy this feeling, but as the Luo family and Lao Yang's family, they have long been numb.

After the carriage was parked, the big guys entered the yard, and Xiang Shengnan and Xiaoduo had already rushed out to meet them.

"Sister, why didn't father and mother come here?" Xiang Shengnan helped carry things, Xiaoduo took Fuwa in his arms, walked side by side with Yang Ruoqing and Xiaohua into the yard, asking questions as they walked.

Yang Ruoqing said: "Mother went to the Taoist temple to burn incense, father has something to do and can't leave."

Yang Ruoqing and Xiaohua discussed Yang Huazhong's real whereabouts on the way here, and they had to keep it from Xiaoduo.

Xiaoduo didn't think about it elsewhere, and greeted the big guy into the house.

Xiang Shengnan was busy making tea for the big guy, and Xiang's father stood by the table leaning on a cane, nodding and smiling at the big guy.

After exchanging pleasantries, Yang Ruoqing asked Xiaoduo, "Where's Uncle Xiang?"

The smile on Xiaoduo's face became a bit more bitter, she turned her head to look at Xiwu behind her, and whispered: "Uncle Uncle fell on his leg, the doctor said he needs to rest on the bed for a while."

Yang Ruoqing and Xiao Hua were all surprised.

"When did this happen? Why did you fall?" Yang Ruoqing asked.

Xiaoduo said: "I came back from the wedding at Uncle Wu's house that day, and went to the firewood room to pull firewood while cooking dinner that day. Most of the people who fell were eaten on the bed."

"No wonder you and Shengnan went to pay New Year's greetings yesterday and left in a hurry, firstly because of Jiaojiao, secondly because of Uncle Xiang?" Xiaohua asked.

Xiaoduo sighed helplessly, "I don't know what's going on, and I don't know what's going on with the big Chinese New Year. The old and the young, the family just doesn't go well."

(End of this chapter)