Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 7020 Can't hide?
Changping Village, old Wang's house.

Xiao Hei Ye was too full to eat, and he was already sleepy before he put down his chopsticks after the last bite.

Even when Yang Huamei urged him to wash his feet and go to bed, he didn't bother to move, and fell asleep on the bed as soon as he got back to bed.

Dabai brought the food back to the house to eat with Hongmei. After the two of them finished eating, Dabai brought out the bowls and chopsticks, and said a few words to Yang Huamei and Wang Hongquan and went back to the house.

Before leaving, he told Yang Huamei again: "Mom, if you have anything to do at night, just call me."

Yang Huamei understood what it meant, he was worried that she would be scared in the room alone.

Yang Huamei looked at her kindly, and shook her head lightly: "Don't worry, nothing will happen."

She was still looking forward to something, so that she could see Shuan Zi, and ask him if he was doing well there...

After Dabai left, only Wang Hongquan and Yang Huamei were left in the main room.

Wang Hongquan hurriedly put down his chopsticks and walked towards the east room with a cane, not wanting to be alone with his daughter-in-law.

It's not because of avoiding suspicion. I have lived under the same roof for more than ten years, and there is nothing to avoid.

Mainly because of embarrassment, the quarrels never stopped.

But Yang Huamei stopped him: "Father, after Qiqi is done, I have something to talk to you about."

Wang Hongquan's back stiffened suddenly.

Could it be that the thing he was worried about could not be avoided in the end?
"You don't need to wait until a month later, you can say it now!"

At that time, Wang Hongquan looked back at Yang Huamei in this way, and even turned around to look at her coldly, his gaze changed from the dullness in the daytime, and now it was so sharp that it seemed to be able to see everything.

Yang Huamei sneered, "The mouth is on my body, I can say it whenever I want!"

After saying this, she got up and cleaned up the things on the table, pursed her lips, lit the offerings and candles needed for Huihun with a livid face.

Wang Hongquan stood in the dark corner of the main room and stared fiercely at Yang Huamei's busy figure.

"Don't think that if my son is gone, you can bully me, a lonely old man. I still have two grandchildren!"

He gritted his teeth.

Yang Huamei didn't defend herself, but sneered in her heart.

A slap is another layer, no matter how much you kiss me, you can't kiss me, a mother, both of your grandchildren jumped out of my belly.

I have the so-called blood suppression, but you don't!

But Yang Huamei didn't want to argue with this heartless and cold-blooded old man at this moment, and didn't want Shuanzi to go home tonight and catch up with them arguing.

"This family's surname is Wang, not Yang!"

Seeing that Yang Huamei didn't respond, Wang Hongquan mistook her for being intimidated by his words, so he put down this harsh word again, and then went back to the east room heavily on crutches.

Yang Huamei shook her head, stroked Wang Shuanzi's memorial tablet in front of her, and murmured softly: "Shuanzi, I still want to separate the family. Don't blame me. If you don't separate the family, without you who is sandwiched in the middle and muddy, this family will sooner or later be destroyed." Jump."

"But don't worry, even if the family is separated, I will support your father and won't leave him alone."

"I hope you, under the Nine Springs, can understand me."

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Yang Huamei tossed and turned on the bed, unable to sleep for a long time.

She didn't even take off her coat, she pulled off a corner of the quilt and closed her clothes, leaning on the bed, listening to the movement outside the tent with her ears closed.

If it weren't for the mother and the third brother who repeatedly told him not to go to the main room to watch, it would disturb Shuan Zi's soul, otherwise she really wanted to pick him up at the gate of the yard and wait in the main room...

There was no light in the house, it was pitch black, and there was the occasional sound of wind blowing through the branches outside the window.

In this silent night, people's senses seem to be infinitely magnified.

Someone's cat stepped on the rubble of the roof and made a crisp sound.

The mice on the roof beams ran out to look for food, squeaking.

Even in the main room across the door, there was an occasional small burst of white candles... none of which escaped Yang Huamei's ears.

When these familiar sounds entered her ears in such a late night, her heartbeat would speed up, and her fingers would subconsciously clenched the quilt.

Could it be that the embolus is back?
Just like that, she has been lying there waiting and waiting, listening and listening, forgetting what time it is.

After a long time, she heard a faint 'bang bang' sound coming from outside.

That's when the people in charge of the year are patrolling the village this year. They don't usually do it, but they do it every year in the first month of the year.

Yang Huamei counted and there were three beeps, which meant that it was already the third watch.

It's three o'clock, why hasn't Shuanzi come back yet?

Yang Huamei couldn't bear it anymore, she temporarily put Tan Shi's advice behind her, lifted the curtain and got off the ground, and tiptoed towards the door.

He leaned against the crack of the door to spy on the situation in the main room.

Two white candles illuminated the main room in a miserable state, and the offerings on the table remained untouched, and there was no one in the area around the table where the white light illuminated, not even a ghost.

Yang Huamei was nervous and looking forward to it, and finally it turned into disappointment.

She lay back on the bed and lay there thinking about a question.

That is, is there a soul after death?

If so, why haven't you come back yet?And for so many days, she didn't even dream of him.

He seemed to be taken away by a bird, and there was no news at all, but once, he was such a big living person of flesh and blood, talking with her, taking care of her, caring for her, enlightening her, making her laugh, and her temper came up He is willing to be her punching bag...

Such a good person, how can he be gone if he doesn't have one?

Two lines of tears rolled down Yang Huamei's cheeks.

She raised her hand to wipe it, and at this moment, the outside yard door was suddenly slapped.

The noise was so loud that she could feel that the courtyard door was about to be smashed apart in the house.

"Which one?"

Yang Huamei was very upset. Tonight was the night of Shuanzi's first seven soul-returning souls. What would he do if a drunk in the village knocked on the door, or knocked on the wrong door and disturbed Shuanzi's soul-returning?
She opened the curtain and went to the window, opened the window and shouted out: "What about you?"

"Mel, Mel, open the door!"

Yang Huamei froze by the window as if she had been acupunctured.

Is this... the voice of embolus?

Embolus is back?
Embolus is back!
She was so excited that she rushed out of the room like crazy, and when she opened the door of the main room, she obviously felt a gust of cold wind pouring in, blowing the white candle on the Eight Immortals table in the main room almost extinguished.

"I'm coming."

She called incoherently, and one of the shoes ran away.

However, when she pushed the latch and opened the yard door, there was no one outside.

"Shuanzi, Shuanzi, where are you? Come back..."

She rushed outside frantically, crying into the night and the empty road.

"Mother, mother, wake up..."

Someone was calling anxiously in his ear, accompanied by a cold war, Yang Huamei suddenly opened his eyes.

What came into view was the familiar top of the tent, half of which was lifted, Dabai was standing beside the bed with his coat on, holding an oil lamp in his hand, Hongmei stood behind Dabai with her big belly.

(End of this chapter)