Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 7138 Showing Love
She looked at him expectantly and blinked.

Luo Fengtang also didn't want her to go to the ancestral hall.

There are many people in the ancestral hall, and when the firecrackers are launched, people will push and crowd people, what if there is a bump?

"Tang Yazi, don't worry about bumping into each other, I'm quick." She said again.

Luo Fengtang couldn't bear to refuse, so he nodded, "That's fine, but you are not allowed to run around after me when the time comes."

"Okay, okay, make sure you don't run around."

Luo Tiejiang and Wang Cuilian quietly exchanged glances, and the couple smiled knowingly.

The ancestral hall is already crowded with people, even if it rains, it can't suppress everyone's enthusiasm for Qingming sacrifices.

Luo Fengtang held the incense burner in one hand, and held Yang Ruoqing's hand tightly with the other.

The couple is ready to shuttle through the crowd...

However, unknown who took the lead, the crowd gave way one after another, and the men enthusiastically rushed to exchange greetings with Luo Fengtang.

No way, who made Luo Fengtang such a big shot!
These villagers are sometimes quite interesting to think about.

Back when Luo Fengtang was a poor and white young hunter, they looked down on him and shook their heads when they talked about him.

And when he gradually showed his majesty, but he hadn't widened too much of a gap with them, although they didn't dare to despise him, they were full of jealousy and slander behind his back.

But when he jumped out of the sea as a dragon one day, when compared with him, they became those stinky fish and stinky shrimp.

At this time, what contempt, contempt, slander...

All disappeared.

The gap between them is like a chasm in the sky, so that they can't catch up, and they don't even have the right to be jealous and jealous.

So in the end, the pushing and shoving that Luo Fengtang was worried about didn't happen at all.

He and Yang Ruoqing stood next to several village elders in Lizheng, as if they were in a meeting. They were on the rostrum, separated from the villagers below by a courtyard and an iron fence half a person's height.

There are more and more people, and when they come, they burn straw paper in the big three-legged copper tripod in front.

The smell of smoke is getting stronger and stronger. There are side doors for ventilation on both sides of the ancestral hall, and there are openings for ventilation above the patio. Even so, as the number of villagers who come to burn incense increases, the smell becomes more pungent.

Yang Ruoqing fumbled in her pocket, and found that she was careless.

I forgot to wear a mask when I came here.

She made a lot of masks and kept them at home for backup. Some are thicker to keep warm in winter, and some are ventilated in other seasons, but can block dust.

"Here, put this on."

A ventilated but dust-proof mask was stuffed into her hand.

It was Luo Fengtang, who was being dragged to talk by a village elder, and now he took the time to pass a mask to her.

Unexpectedly, he thought of this in advance, he is really the most careful man in the world.

If this is said, no one will believe it.But in fact, he really did.

"Do you want me to help you put it on?" Seeing that she didn't reach out to pick it up immediately, he raised his eyebrows, and there was already a movement in his hand.

"I'll just wear it myself!"

Yang Ruoqing quickly took the mask over, answering shyly and sweetly.

She absolutely believed that he could do the act of wearing a mask for her in public.

Because in his eyes, loving his wife is something a man should do, just like dressing, eating and drinking.

However, Yang Ruoqing is sorry.

If she was young, she should be fine, isn't she just wearing a mask?It's not intentional to show affection.

However, in this crowded occasion, and it is such a formal festival as Qingming Festival, it is better to be more solemn.

Of course, she also did things like showing her affection in public when she was young.

But now the children are almost [-] or [-] years old, and in a few years, maybe I will be a mother-in-law. I am a little affectionate, so I will show off at home behind closed doors. In front of others, I should be a little more cautious.

Coincidentally, the things that she and Luo Fengtang had scruples about, were done by some people without any scruples.

On the side of a certain pillar at the bottom, Dabai was also looking at the burnt paper while supporting Hongmei.

Changping Village is a little different from other villages. Other villages do not allow women to enter the ancestral hall on such festivals, but Changping Village does.

To be precise, the social status of women in Changping Village is relatively higher than that of other villages.

So on a day like this, many women came in to watch the fun.

However, on Ching Ming Festival, when children go to the family tree to set up a banquet, women are still not allowed to sit on the table and have a banquet.

Moreover, in Changping Village, although the status of women has risen under the general atmosphere, there are still differences in each household.

Take the old Yang family as an example, the status of women is very high, Yang Huazhong and his men respect their wives and love their daughters very much.

In other families, wives and daughters have no place to speak.

Well, let's go far, at this moment, Yang Ruoqing glanced over the crowd below, and then found Dabai and Hongmei in the crowd.

Hongmei has a big belly, standing with her back against the wall, with a pillar in front of her, Dabai stands beside her, stretching out his arms to encircle her, protecting her between him, the pillar, and the wall .

Dabai, this kid, has no human feelings for others, but he really cares about Hongmei.

Yang Ruoqing thought to herself, then saw Dabai took out something from his pocket and handed it to Hongmei.

It was a handkerchief, and it seemed that Hongmei couldn't stand the smell of smoke here either.

But she didn't take the handkerchief, but frowned and shook her head.

Da Bai freed up a hand to cover her mouth and nose with the handkerchief.

My God, is this woman really lazy, or is she deliberately acting like a baby in public?

After a while, I don't know what Hongmei said to Dabai.

Dabai took out another piece of candy from the other pocket.

Peeling off the paper shell on the top, stuffing the candy into Hongmei's mouth, the two looked at each other and smiled.

This dog food was scattered, Yang Ruoqing shook her head secretly.

It would be fine if they were about the same age, but Hongmei was a full ten years older than Dabai. This scene was not very hurtful, but it felt extremely shameful.

And the crowd next to them had noticed them when Dabai gave Hongmetuo the handkerchief earlier, and now Zipaotang didn't escape their eyes.

Immediately, many people didn't look at the burning paper here, and all looked at them one after another.

Especially those old bachelors in the village who have not yet married a wife, or men like Yang Yongqing who once had a wife but became a bachelor again for various reasons, all grinning and showing their yellow teeth. , some people are even booing.

Hongmei seemed to be blushing, turned around and walked outside the ancestral hall.

On the other hand, Dabai straightened his waist, and followed her side with great vigor, like a bodyguard.

Suddenly, someone played a prank and pushed the person next to him. The domino effect happened, and Dabai, the cripple, was knocked down and jumped on Hongmei. Hongmei fell head-on go down...

(End of this chapter)