Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 7371 The Priceless Treasure
"Mom, what's all this? It's dark and hairy, and there's a strange smell..."

Yang Huaming poked his head over and saw the strands of hair in front of him. Each strand was tied with red silk thread, but the hair was so withered that it looked like it had been left for many years.

At first glance, I thought it was withered corn silk.

"Mother, is this corn silk or pig hair?" He couldn't help asking again.

As a result, Mrs. Tan was slapped on the forehead.

"It's your size!" Mrs. Tan scolded.

"Hey, my head is on my neck!" Yang Huaming was in a good mood, and he could make jokes by touching the back of his painful head.

"Fourth Uncle, if I'm not mistaken, this is not pig hair, it should be human lanugo."

The person who spoke was Yang Ruoqing, and she clearly said this to Yang Huaming, but her gaze was looking straight at Mrs Tan, her eyes were full of proof.

The hostility on Tan's face disappeared, and she quietly sipped the tea with the tea bowl in her hands.

"Well, this is fetal hair. My five sons and one daughter's fetal hair are all here." Tan said calmly with drooping eyelids.

When each child was born, she cut a handful and tied it with a red string, then cut the middle finger, dripped three pieces of heart blood into it, and put it in the box.

This is an ancient ritual. It is said that it can suppress the child's fate and allow the child to grow up safely and smoothly.

It's just that this will cause some damage to adults...

Yang Ruoqing saw the faint dark spots on those fetal hairs, and could faintly smell the residual bloody smell.

She suddenly remembered a ceremony for celebrating newborn babies that she had heard a long time ago...

Before the child is one year old, the fetal hair must be watered with heart and soul every [-] days. Six children...

Yang Ruoqing's heart throbbed violently.

Looking at Mrs. Tan again, her gaze became much more complicated. After all these years, she may never have really seen this old lady clearly.

On the side, Yang Huazhong and the others seemed to have thought of something, the room suddenly became quiet, and the atmosphere gradually became solemn.

Yang Huazhong lowered his head, his heart was blocked by something, his eyes were red.

Yang Huaming came back to his senses, and suddenly stretched out his trembling hands to caress those fetal hairs, and tears welled up.

"Mother, so, there is also my fetal hair in it?"

Tan gave him a blank look, "Nonsense, what do you think?"

Yang Huaming wept with joy: "Mother, I thought you only had big brother and Mei Er in your eyes. The brothers among us are buy one get one free, it's not worth much, I didn't expect, I didn't expect, hehe... Mother, you are so kind! "

After living for so many years, I always thought that I was loved by my grandma and uncle, but now I realize that I am also a child who is loved by my mother!

"Third brother, did you hear that? If we have it, our mother also has us in her heart."

Yang Huaming was so overjoyed that he stretched out his hand to push Yang Huazhong.

Compared with his undisguised, Yang Huazhong is much more restrained.

Even a little embarrassed.

Tan was also embarrassed.

Her gentleness, kindness and soft words have never been used to talking to her daughter Yang Huamei, and she has always gotten along with her sons in a way of beating and scolding.

After decades, she has already been stereotyped, and if she is asked to speak like a loving mother, she is afraid that she will get goose bumps.

So, she thumped the tea bowl on the table, and started to push people away with a sullen face.

"Okay, okay, it's getting late, I want to rest, you all go!"

Yang Huaming, in his 40s, ran up to Tan like a milk dog, hugged her arm and acted like a baby: "Mother, my son wants to spend more time with you..."

Yang Huaming has been working on the embankment in the past few days, he has been working in the dark, his beard is unshaven, his appearance is coquettish, and his eyes are very hot.

Tan slapped him on the forehead with a dark face: "Your body stinks to death, there is nothing to tell? Hurry up and go back to the room to wash and sleep!"

If Mrs. Tan usually said this, Yang Huaming would definitely feel ashamed and resentful of being rejected.

But this time, not only did he not feel that he was disgusted, but he also felt that it was a kind of happiness to be "disgusted and chased away" by his mother like this.

No matter how unscrupulous you are, even if you are middle-aged, you are used to the harshness of the world, and you are rounded and shrewd by this reality, but deep in your heart, you still long to be as simple as a child.

But at this moment, Yang Huaming felt like he was rejuvenated.

"Okay, I'm going to take a shower, and I'll talk to my mother later, hehe!"

He happily ran out of the east room.

And Yang Huazhong also stood up, and he said with red eyes: "Mother, then we will go back first, and come to see you tomorrow."

Tan nodded.

When everyone in the house was gone, Mrs. Tan walked over and closed the door.

When he turned around, he patted the folds on the sleeves.

That was the place that Yang Huaming had teased and teased before.

"Bastard boy, dirty and smelly!"

Tan muttered cursing in his mouth, but the corners of his mouth curled up in a happy arc.

On the way back, Yang Huazhong remained silent all the way.

But Mrs. Sun and Bao Suyun were really moved.

Mrs. Sun said: "My mother has a cold face and a warm heart, but she has a bean curd heart in her knife mouth."

Bao Suyun also said: "That's right, I didn't keep that fetal hair for Dabao and Mianmian..."

Sun blushed, and looked sideways at Yang Ruoqing who was walking beside her, "I haven't dealt with my children that much before."

Yang Ruoqing smiled at Mrs. Sun, "I didn't give Chen'er and Baobao a break either, mother, every mother has her own way of loving her children, there is no one-size-fits-all."

Knowing that Yang Ruoqing was comforting her, Sun nodded with a smile.

When they arrived at the door of the house, they watched Bao Suyun enter the courtyard, and the three people here just turned around.

After entering the courtyard, Yang Huazhong, who had been silent all the way, finally spoke out.

"From now on, I will be more patient with my mother, and I will be a filial son."

Sun looked up at him, nodded slightly, "Okay!"

Yang Ruoqing said: "Father, you are already a filial son."

Yang Huazhong shook his head: "This is far from enough."

Yang Ruoqing was silent.

Kind people are the easiest to be hurt, and kind people are the easiest to be moved.

Yang Huazhong was hurt by the gold bracelet.

But the two incidents of splitting the box and the lanugo were suppressed together, Yang Huazhong's heart now has nothing but touch and softness, deep guilt and self-blame.

But Tan's behavior tonight really made people admire her.

If this old lady had a more pleasing mouth and kind eyes, she would be impeccable.

So much so that Yang Ruoqing planned to give up taking revenge on Mrs. Tan. Since she liked living in the East House, she should live in the East House.

The old lady was not happy to meet old Yangtou when she came over, not to mention that Yang Ruoqing still had nine taels of silver from Mrs. Tan in her pocket.

Forget it, Melon's hatred has been wiped away.

At night, the doors and windows of Old Wang's house were closed.

Both Yang Huamei and Dabai were very nervous, especially when they were having supper, both mother and son's ears were closed, paying attention to the movement outside anytime and anywhere.

I'm afraid that someone from Lao Yang's house will take the gold bracelet back.

(End of this chapter)