Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 6862

Yang Ruoqing bared her teeth for a while, angrily and amused, in the end, she honestly held the letter paper and stared at the six characters, wishing she could tear it apart and read it with gestures.

That's all, it must be very busy.

But these six words are enough.

I miss you too, silly boy, even though we are both at the age beginning with three characters, in my heart you will always be the silly boy who haunts me forever.

I miss you too, but the mountains are high and the rivers are long, so I can only send lovesickness to the moon!

……

At night, a strong north wind suddenly blew,

The wind whipped snow particles and slapped and crackled on the rubble of the roof.

Yang Ruoqing was lying on her side under the quilt, touching the warm four-leaf clover ruby ​​necklace on her collarbone, feeling sleepless for a long time.

Optimism and positivity are reserved for the raucous day.

Lonely and lonely belong to this late night.

Many times, looking at this huge bed and his empty place, she couldn't help feeling sad.

In the past year, she has hardly met him again, and feels like a left-behind woman.

The husband of the left-behind woman can come back at least twice during the wheat harvest or autumn harvest, but what about her?
Married to the great general who protects the country who makes countless women in Daqi envious, but, in a high position, the responsibility is also great.

It is a luxury for them to stay together like ordinary couples.

The year before last, she was the one who worked for Qi Xingyun in the capital, and in the past two years, it was him again, always getting together less and leaving more.

Sometimes when I calm down, I suddenly think of the time when the two of them bought tofu together and opened a restaurant when they were teenagers.

When a person's memories gradually increase, does it mean that she has reached middle age and is gradually aging?
However, the face in the bronze mirror is still young, and the old one is the heart, right?

The night passed with such cranky thoughts, and it was only in the second half of the night that he fell asleep groggyly.

After dawn, there were footsteps in the yard, and the sound of Wang Cuilian and Luo Baobao talking.

Today is the New Year's Eve, the last day of the year.

"Grandma, will the snow get bigger and bigger?"

Luo Baobao's crisp and sweet voice from the yard came into the house.

A girl of her age is really carefree, and the best time in her life has just begun.

"According to the situation, it's likely that there will be heavy snow this time!" This was Wang Cuilian's voice.

"I hope that the heavy snow will fall later, so don't delay the morning to climb the mountain and burn incense." Luo Baobao said again.

Wang Cuilian smiled: "Don't worry, when your mother wakes up, we'll eat breakfast in a hurry. After breakfast, you can go to the mountains to burn incense."

"Okay, then I'll call my mother to get up."

"Don't shout, I'm already up."

Yang Ruoqing leaned against the window, looked into the yard with her arms folded and a smile.

The sky was gray with thin snowflakes.

As soon as the snowflakes fell on the ground of the bluestone slabs, they quickly melted, leaving a pool of wetness, and the branches were covered with a layer of white.

The north wind does not stop, and according to the situation, a heavy snow is imminent.

During the Chinese New Year, it should snow, and only snow can have a new year flavor.

What's more, the whole twelfth lunar month is full of bright sunshine. When it comes to the first month, it will always be rainy and snowy. Family and friends who have been busy for a year will take this opportunity to get together, visit, eat, maintain relationships, accompany children, be considerate to the elderly, and couples talk about their hearts In other words, this is the Chinese New Year.

"Qing'er, you don't look very well, did you not sleep well? Or did you catch a cold?"

Wang Cuilian came out of the window, looked at Yang Ruoqing, and asked.

"Is there?"

Yang Ruoqing came back to her senses, raised her hand to caress her face, and then gave Wang Cuilian a reassuring smile.

"Maybe I drank tea before going to bed and fell asleep after a while. I'm fine."

"It turned out that I drank tea, no wonder, you should catch up on sleep in the afternoon, otherwise you won't be able to keep up at night."

Yang Ruoqing obediently agreed.

When Wang Cuilian took Luo Baobao to the kitchen, her smile disappeared.

Looking up at the snowy sky, he was stunned for a while.

I don't know what's wrong with me today, I've been feeling a little depressed since I woke up.

Perhaps, it was the two sentences in his letter that touched something!

Taking a deep breath, she is now the spiritual pillar of the family. She is optimistic and positive, and the family is alive.

She is depressed and sad, and her family will be unhappy, let alone today is the New Year's Eve?
Yang Ruoqing, just smile, who made you the general's wife?Your man is destined to be different, so you must also have a strong heart!

Come on, Oli!

After breakfast, Yang Ruoqing and Luo Baobao changed clothes and shoes, and Tuobaxian brought a hat and gloves for Luo Baobao to wear.

Wang Cuilian put the prepared sacrificial offerings into the basket, and Blacksmith Luo prepared the shochu and incense paper for the grave there.

Yang Ruoqing glanced at the snowstorm outside, then turned her head and went to the backyard to pull a bundle of straw on her back.

"Mom, what are you doing carrying straw?" Luo Baobao asked curiously.

Yang Ruoqing said: "There are two uses, one is to block the wind and light the fire, and the other is to rest your knees and kowtow."

The ground is wet, as are the plants and trees, and it will be embarrassing if you don't light incense in front of the grave.

Blacksmith Luo slapped his head, "It's still Qing'er who is thoughtful, I didn't even think of this."

Yang Ruoqing smiled, it has been eighteen years since time travel, and the road up the mountain to burn incense has been trampled to pieces.

What kind of weather have you never encountered before?

I thought about it a little more, but it's not worth mentioning.

Blacksmith Luo and Yang Ruoqing were both wearing bamboo hats, and Baby Luo was wearing a hat. The three went out to the village.

When passing by the gate of Yang Huazhong's courtyard, they saw that the gate was open. Yang Huaming, Yang Huazhou, Yang Yongjin and the others seemed to have all come over. The main room was full of people, and the children were still running in the courtyard.

With a bare head and not afraid of snow, he giggled.

From time to time, there were one or two short firecrackers, and the faint smell of sulfur and gunpowder floated in the humid air.

No need to guess, it must be Hong'er and Tie Dan, who couldn't hold back and started playing 'Shooting Cannon' ahead of time.

Shuipao is a kind of small firecracker, the kind that explodes when it is thrown on the ground, and it is sold in the general store run by Heitang in the village.

"These brats are just playing with cannonballs, but on New Year's Eve they have nothing to do but make trouble."

Luo Baobao also heard it, and laughed and joked, as if he regarded himself as a big big sister.

"I'll go buy it if I don't have any at night. Their parents must have given them privileges tonight on New Year's Eve."

Yang Ruoqing said with a smile.

No matter how tough a kid is, it seems that he can be forgiven if he gets into trouble on New Year's Eve.

why?
Because the adults seem to be in a good mood this night, especially respecting the old and loving the young.

The woman who usually has a loud voice seems to speak softly tonight, and the man who usually likes to beat and scold his wife has become a little more patient with his wife tonight.

(End of this chapter)