Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Grain Harvest Farmhouse

Tuobaxian knelt on the futon in the Buddhist hall.

Today is Chinese New Year, but Tuo Baxian changed into plain clothes, and simply put a bun on her head, and fixed it with a simple but valuable black jade hairpin.

With no makeup in the sky, holding a string of agarwood beads in his hand, his eyes were lightly closed, and he was muttering something.

After more than ten years of moving south, I accompanied my grandchildren to grow up day by day, watching the people in the village go to work every day at sunrise and rest at sunset, watching the children grow up one after another, watching round after round old man died...

Look at the flowers in the yard blooming and then fading...

Appreciate the flowers in spring, blow the wind in summer, watch the clouds in autumn, and listen to the snow in winter...

Time flies by like a fleeting horse. When she got up this morning to comb her hair, she saw a few white hairs tangled on the comb, and the corners of the eyes of the person in the bronze mirror were engraved with traces of time...

She knows that there are some things that she may not be able to achieve in her whole life.

This is God's will and fate.

For example, the task of restoring the country may not be able to be accomplished with the strength of her generation, it will take two, three, or even more.

But what she has to do is to pass on this concept, like planting a seed in the soil, and waiting for time will always witness a result.

And some things are the memories hidden in her heart all her life, the little luck in her best years, and the cause of her lonely fate in this life.

After today, this year has passed in such a trance, and she waited for him for another year.

He still didn't show up.

Sometimes she couldn't figure it out. They were two people who loved each other so much, they were still living in this world, they were not married to each other, and they had a common child...

He even sent a comb with verses of mutual love engraved on it...

Why didn't he come to see her?

Many times she thinks about this problem for a whole day, but she can't come up with a result.

She also wanted to look for him in the past, but the urge was quickly repelled by his evasion.

She was tsundere, and that never budged as she got older.

All she can do is wait.

The time limit she gave him was neither long nor short, just this life.

If one day she leaves, she will never be seen again in the next life!

……

As the night gradually fell, the snow fell more and more quickly.

In order to prevent the food from cooling down during delivery, the Luo family chose to place the New Year's Eve dinner in the dining hall this year.

All kinds of good and hard dishes were placed on the table, blacksmith Luo drank hot shochu, and Yang Ruoqing poured warm rice wine and fruit wine to the women and children on the table.

"Hongxiu, when you come here, you are at your own home. You can eat whatever you want, don't be stuck."

The person who couldn't wait to say such kind words must be Wang Cuilian.

Hong Xiu smiled obediently and nodded slightly.

Tuobaxian also smiled kindly at Hongxiu.

Although Hong Xiu didn't know Tuo Baxian's real identity, she was secretly surprised by her powerful aura and noble temperament.

General Luo's mother, sister's mother-in-law, baby's own grandma, she really doesn't look like a village woman.

This kind of temperament, even the mothers who came from the official family are incomparable.

The status of my sister's mother-in-law is definitely not simple.

"Girl with red sleeves, you must not have eaten well all the way here, try our home-cooked food here, I guarantee you will like it." Blacksmith Luo also greeted heartily.

Hongxiu curved her lips and nodded again with a smile.

Luo Baobao dragged a duck leg directly into the bowl in front of Hongxiu.

"Auntie, I don't know how to say polite words, come on, I'll bring you food."

Hong Xiu held the bowl and looked at Luo Baobao tenderly, with warmth flowing from his eyes.

At this moment, Yang Ruoqing was pouring wine around the table with a jug, and happened to be beside Hong Xiu.

Hong Xiu hurriedly put down her chopsticks and held the wine cup in both hands to stand up, how dare she sit and let Yang Ruoqing come over to pour her wine?

However, Yang Ruoqing pressed her shoulders and pushed her back down.

"This is home, a family eats, don't spoil me with those silly things!"

Seeing Yang Ruoqing laughing at Yan Yan like this, and filling her with fruit wine, Hong Xiu was flattered and moved even more.

"Crack crackle crackle..."

The deafening sound of firecrackers came from the yard of Yang Huazhong's house next door.

There is also gunpowder smoke floating over.

Not to mention, I usually feel very uncomfortable smelling the smell of sulfur and gunpowder, but on special days like New Year's Eve, this smell is really indispensable.

Blacksmith Luo blushed with excitement, raised his wine cup and said loudly to everyone on the table: "The third family next door is already having New Year's Eve dinner, let's hurry up, someone will come to pay New Year's greetings soon!"

Wang Cuilian smiled and said, "Don't rush, you can't rush to eat, you have to take your time."

Yang Ruoqing sat back in her seat, raised the wine cup and smiled, "It's almost there, let's have a drink together as a family first, and then eat the vegetables after drinking."

Luo Baobao had already launched an attack on the big goose, so he quickly put down his chopsticks and picked up the wine cup.

Hong Xiu also raised the wine cup, and everyone's wine cups touched together, feeling the warmth of each other's fingers, and then sipped the first cup of wine at the same time.

The fruit wine was very sweet, but Hong Xiu's eye sockets were slightly moist.

Yang Huazhong's house, which is separated by a wall, is also full of people sitting at the table.

The two sons are back, the daughter-in-law and the grandchildren are not missing, and Sun's face is full of smiles.

"Hua'er, concentrate on eating, I'll feed Fuwa."

Sun took the Fuwa from Xiaohua's arms by force.

Anyone who has given birth to a child knows that before the child can serve a bowl independently, the family cannot eat together, or go out to eat out.

You have to take turns taking care of the children, feed the little one, and give time to feed the other adult before changing shifts.

So many people have joked that eating a meal is like having a fight when you have a kid.

Although it is a joke, it also makes sense. Although it is busy, it is happy, because this is the happiness and satisfaction brought by raising the next generation.

Xiaohua is not as polite as Sun's, because experience tells her that she can't win over her mother.

Simply eat by yourself first, she eats fast, and will come to change mothers to eat in a while.

As for Yang Huazhong, looking at the table in front of him, big and small, was full of relief.

Even if he sent the New Year’s Eve dinner to Lao Yang’s house over there, he was aggrieved and unhappy when Lao Yang pointed his nose and scolded him, and even threw a spoon at his feet. Laughing and diluting.

"Come on, let's have a drink as a family. This year, it has not been easy for everyone. Fortunately, everything has gone smoothly." As the elder of the family, before drinking the first reunion wine, Yang Huazhong had to come A few words of toast.

It can also be said that it is a summary of the family in the past year, haha!

"Da'an's errands are done properly, and Xiao'an is not bad, and he is very enthusiastic about helping the He family."

(End of this chapter)