Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 6863 The Sense of Ceremony

At the New Year's Eve dinner table, maybe on a whim, I would touch a wine cup with my wife and say a few heart-warming words.

"Mother, you have worked hard for this family this year!"

When the women hear this sentence, they will feel a little uncomfortable on their faces, and they will respond vaguely, and they will feel warm when they turn their heads to sip their wine.

No matter how strict the parents-in-law are, they will shut up and less accuse the daughter-in-law tonight.

So tonight, in addition to the New Year's flavor floating in the air, there is also an invisible but real thing, what should that kind of thing be called?
Let's call it 'sense of ritual' for now!

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Not only to burn incense to the ancestors of the Luo family, but also to worship Mu Zichuan's parents.

Mu Zichuan entrusted the festival gifts and letters brought back in Da'an's luggage.

Even if he didn't send a letter to entrust her, she would never forget to pay homage to her godfather and mother.

Not only this year's festival, but also Qingming Festival and Zhongyuan Festival, Yang Ruoqing never missed a single time.

At this moment, squatting in front of the godmother's grave, Yang Ruoqing placed the offerings one by one, muttering to herself.

Luo Baobao stood beside him with a solemn expression on his face.

Although she couldn't hear what her mother was saying, she could probably guess that her mother must be talking about Uncle Mu's family with Gangapo.

Nine times out of ten, it is to report the good news but not the bad news, saying that Uncle Mu's family is good at everything, and telling Gan Gapo not to worry about it...

Luo Baobao raised his head and looked to the north, but is Uncle Mu's really good at everything?
Sometimes I overhear Ga Po and Wu Ga Po chatting, talking about Uncle Mu's family, everyone sighs at his stubbornness, and feels sorry that he is still alone in his 30s...

It should be considered a white lie for Mother to tell Gangapo these things?
"Okay, baby, come and kowtow to your Gapo."

Yang Ruoqing muttered for a while, then turned to greet Luo Baobao.

"Hey, here we come."

Luo Baobao came to the grave, knelt obediently on the stack of straw, bent down and reverently kowtowed to Zi Chuanniang three times before getting up.

Seeing Luo Baobao's decent appearance, Yang Ruoqing felt a touch of emotion in her heart.

A person lives for a lifetime, and if he takes a wrong step, the ending may be very different.

If Mu Zichuan and Fat Ya were married back then, the girl kneeling in front of the grave would be the true blood-related granddaughter of the Mu family.

Life cannot be reversed.

Even if it is retrograde, I believe she will still be with Luo Fengtang in various ways, because this is fate.

She is also happy with this fateful arrangement.

After worshiping several places that should burn incense in turn, the snowflakes in the sky are getting bigger and bigger, and it's time to go back to the village.

On the way, I met the old Yang family and his party, they were mighty and mighty.

"Hey, it's snowing, you little Doudings are also out?"

Yang Ruoqing saw several small figures among the young and old of the old Yang family at a glance, couldn't they just be Hong Erfeng Er Tiedan?
Zhen'er and Yang Yongjin's third son are too young, only over two years old. According to the saying in this area, they can't be brought to these places until they are six years old.

Yang Huaming joked with a smile: "They just like novelties, let alone snow, they have to come with a knife against a cutting board!"

Yang Ruoqing also laughed, isn't that what it is, these boys don't wear hats, they just drill in the woods with their heads bare, very vigorous!
Compared with Xia Feng'er, he is a bit gentler. After all, he is Da'an's son, so he must have some shadow of Da'an in his every move.

But no matter how you hear it, children's playful nature can't be overshadowed. No, they chased after Tie Dan and Hong'er, and the snowflakes all over the sky seemed to be infected by the children's laughter, and it fell even harder. the haste.

"I can't stay here any longer, I have to go down the mountain quickly."

Yang Huazhong greeted them, and the big guys hurriedly quickened their pace.

Yang Huaming and Yang Yongzhi also scolded their sons, telling them to walk properly.

Yang Ruoqing took off the bamboo hat on her head and put it on Feng'er's head.

"Auntie, I'm not afraid of the cold..."

"It's not whether it's cold or not, it's because snowflakes fall into your hair and you will breed lice. You don't want to drop lice on the table while writing, do you?"

Immediately frightened Feng'er, and obediently wore it.

Seeing this, Da An said, "Sister, you gave him the bamboo hat, what will you do then?"

Yang Ruoqing smiled, raised the hood of the cloak and put it over her head: "Here, I'm here later."

Da'an nodded and smiled, the snowflakes were not that big when they went out earlier, so they went up the mountain without taking precautions.

Fortunately, my sister is witty.

As for himself, he is not afraid, he will be fine if he gets his head covered in snowflakes by himself.

"Why don't you see Xiao An? Have you come back yet?" Yang Ruoqing looked around, but there was still no sign of Xiao An among the young and old.

"I haven't got home yet. When I was eating in the morning, my mother put down her chopsticks before taking a few bites..."

When the siblings walked down the mountain side by side, Da'an whispered.

Yang Ruoqing also frowned slightly.

"It shouldn't be. When he went to Qing'an County, he promised that he would come back to spend the New Year with his parents. Even if there was something to break his promise, he had to fly a carrier pigeon back and say something."

"Could it be that the carrier pigeon was shot down and roasted in the middle of its flight?"

Yang Ruoqing felt that her guess was very likely.

Da'an was also full of question marks, wondering why Xiao'an hadn't come back yet.

"Wait a little longer, there are still a few hours before the New Year's Eve dinner, maybe... maybe we have already arrived in Wanghai County..."

The siblings could only guess like this, Yang Ruoqing planned to go to her mother's house first after returning to the village to see the Sun family.

By the way, enlighten her a few words, um... even if Xiaoan really can't come back for the New Year's Eve dinner, it's okay, it's the same reunion when he comes back in the first month!
If Mrs. Sun still can't accept it, Yang Ruoqing will use her own situation as an example.

Her husband and two sons can't come back for the Chinese New Year, so what should she do?
In comparison, Mrs. Sun is already happy enough. Her son, daughter-in-law, grandson and granddaughter are all in front of her, as well as her daughter and granddaughter. By the way, her husband Yang Huazhong is also by her side. The circle has reached 90.00%, just one small difference. Radian, what else is there to be depressed about?
She, Yang Ruoqing, is halfway there!

So happiness is relative.

Halfway up the mountain, I met many other people from the village who came up the mountain to burn incense. Everyone walked together, and began to pay homage to each other on the way.

At the foot of the mountain by the bridge, I met a group of people going up the mountain to burn incense.

It was the Jiawang brothers, plus several sons from various families.

Seeing that Yang Huazhong and the others were cousins ​​after all, and it was a special day like Chinese New Year, Jiawang's two brothers still stopped to greet Yang Huazhong and the others.

Jiawang is also embarrassed not to speak, because if he does not speak, he will look extra stingy, women are talking about things, right?
So Jiawang also pretended nothing happened and greeted Yang Huazhong and the others.

The elders talk together, and the younger generations naturally greet each other politely.

At this time, Laixi hid behind his third brother so as not to show his head.

But his eyes were slyly looking towards Yang Yongjin, and a small drum was beating in his heart.

(End of this chapter)