Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 5927 Going to Taoist Temple

"Sure, I'll accompany my mother after breakfast. It just so happens that today is a double day."

Taoism.

Yang Ruoqing originally wanted to quietly go to Daoist Yuan and say hello to him, so that Mrs. Sun could hear some optimistic words later.

In the end, I was told that Daoist Yuan was invited to a Taoist temple in a neighboring county to attend the consecration ceremony and hadn’t returned yet. His apprentice Xiao Mo also went with him. Yang Huaming and Zhao Damao took care of the daily affairs of the Taoist temple these days.

Yang Ruoqing asked Zhao Damao to accompany Mrs. Sun to buy joss sticks and burn them together later.

On the other hand, he winked at Yang Huaming, and the uncle and nephew came under the wishing tree tacitly.

"Qing'er, today is not a special day, why did you come to the Taoist temple?"

"I came with my mother, and I have to ask my fourth uncle to do something later."

"What's the matter, you just say it."

Yang Ruoqing then told Yang Huaming about the collapse of the mountain in Juxian Town, the only way for Xiao'an to pass, and about Sun's auditory hallucinations last night.

Yang Huaming was stunned after hearing this, and then said: "Those are all nonsense, your mother must have been thinking too much and hallucinating."

Yang Ruoqing said: "I think so too, but my mother has been out of her mind these past few days, especially after hearing hallucinations last night."

Yang Huaming patted his chest and said, "Don't worry, I'll come and talk to her later to make sure she feels at ease."

The two uncles and nephews discussed it properly, and over there, Mrs. Sun also came over selling incense candles.

Yang Ruoqing hurriedly turned around and went to meet Mrs. Sun.

"Mom, have you bought the candles?"

"Well, Da Mao picked it for me. He didn't charge money for life and death. I said that's what I can do, and I get as much as I want."

Yang Ruoqing raised her eyes and smiled gratefully at Zhao Damao, Zhao Damao scratched her head honestly.

"My aunt insisted on giving the money, saying it was out of respect for the gods, so I had to put the money in the merit box." He explained.

The Taoist temple was built with the money of other people's daughters. Every brick and every statue in it, and even the wages of people like them, were all paid for by other people's daughters.

When the mother-in-law came to burn incense, she had to insist on taking money to buy incense candles.

Yang Ruoqing said: "Brother Zhao, just follow my mother. As she said, when you come to this Taoist temple, there are all good men and women. It is pious to pay for it yourself."

Yang Huaming also came over and said to Mrs. Sun: "Sister-in-law, come here to burn incense."

Mrs. Sun nodded, followed Yang Huaming with a candle to the copper furnace, accompanied by Yang Ruoqing, and said to Zhao Damao before leaving: "Then we are going to burn incense, Brother Zhao, you can do your work. "

In front of the copper stove, Mrs. Sun lit the incense candle according to Yang Huaming's instructions and inserted it into the copper stove. He stepped back a few steps, clasped his hands together in front of his chest, and muttered his wish silently in his heart.

Yang Huaming held a copper rod in his hand, and flicked it lightly in the stove from time to time.

After a while, Yang Huaming, who was fiddling with the incense ash, suddenly paused, and his expression changed slightly.

Sun still lowered her eyes and made a wish with the gods in her heart. She didn't notice the change in Yang Huaming's face, but Yang Ruoqing saw it.

Fortunately, Yang Huaming's face quickly returned to calm, and he continued to fiddle with the incense ash.

When Mrs. Sun opened her eyes, the incense candles were almost burning.

Yang Huaming said to Sun with a bit of excitement in his voice: "Sister-in-law, what wish did you just make?"

Mrs. Sun was stunned for a moment, and looked at Yang Huaming for no reason.

Yang Huaming pointed to the incense in the copper stove and said to her: "Look at the shape of the incense, doesn't it look like a big peach?"

(End of this chapter)