Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 9213 That would be embarrassing

Regarding Liu's arrangement and thoughts, Yang Ruoqing opened her mouth several times, but in the end she didn't utter a firm voice of denial.

As Liu said, she is Kang Xiaozi's biological mother, and it is impossible for her to harm Kang Xiaozi.

As for that pockmarked girl...

"Fourth aunt, I suggest that you should let Kang boy know about this matter first, otherwise it will be embarrassing if you don't listen to your arrangement on the spot."

Mrs. Liu tilted her head and thought for a while, then said, "That's fine too!"

"Oh, by the way, Qing'er, I have something else I want to ask you."

Yang Ruoqing was really helpless, taking a short carriage ride, all that was left was to answer the questions.

"Quickly ask, finish the question at once, and it's time to go to town in a while." She said.

Liu moved her body again, moved closer to Yang Ruoqing, and said, "How much money do you plan to give to the old Xu's family this trip?"

It turned out to be asking about this!
Yang Ruoqing cast a cold glance at Mrs. Liu, "Fourth Aunt, you're too concerned, you'd better sit back!"

Mrs. Liu chuckled: "Oh, I'm just curious, so I asked casually..."

Yang Ruoqing continued to ignore her.

Mrs. Liu probed and inquired again: "It should be quite a lot, right? For your friendship with the Xu family..."

Yang Ruoqing gave Liu Shi a blank look, and her eyes were full of sarcasm: "What? Fourth aunt envy? This is a funeral!"

If you envy the funeral, then find a cemetery and die quickly, I will give it to you when you die, and the gift money will be doubled!
Of course, Yang Ruoqing only said these words in her heart, and she would not say them easily.

It would be too hurtful to say it, unless, unless Mrs. Liu made excessive demands again.

But Mrs. Liu was overwhelmed by the displeasure in Yang Ruoqing's previous words, so she smiled awkwardly, and obediently retreated to her seat.

Soon, the carriage arrived in the town, and then went straight to Lao Xu's house with seven turns and eight turns.

When she was about to get off the carriage, Mrs. Liu asked Yang Ruoqing again: "Qing'er, we have to stay at Lao Xu's house at noon and have a feast before going back to the village?"

Yang Ruoqing thought for a while, then nodded, "According to etiquette, I should stay for a banquet!"

To be honest, Yang Ruoqing likes to eat banquets, but she doesn't like to eat this kind of banquets!
When you go to someone's banquet for a wedding, you will feel that every dish is delicious, everyone is happy together, and the food is full of joy.

However, there is a strange feeling when going to eat banquets at the homes of those who hold funerals.

It seems that every dish loses its original delicious taste after being served on the table.

Without soul, tasteless, even as if some mysterious thing sucked away the soul and essence of the dish itself...

This was Yang Ruoqing's own feeling, she didn't know if others felt it too.

But some noodles have to be eaten, such as today's old Xu's noodles.

The sudden sound of firecrackers in front brought Yang Ruoqing's thoughts back to reality. The deafening sound of firecrackers was also mixed with noisy human voices and footsteps, as well as heart-piercing cries.

Yang Ruoqing raised her eyes and looked ahead, and found that the gate of the old Xu's courtyard was already in front of her.

There are white flags hanging on the gate of the courtyard, and white ribbons on the big trees outside the courtyard. Under the eaves and under the big trees, groups of three and groups of five also wear white hats on their heads. people.

And mixed with the sound of firecrackers, it was the relatives of the old Xu's family who were in charge of receiving guests, shouting loudly: "Old Wang's family, old Luo's family, and old Yang's family come to mourn!"

Then, led by the boss of the Xu family, a group of men, women, adults and children in sackcloth and filial piety came to the gate of the courtyard, and they all knelt down on the bundles of straw placed on the ground at the gate of the courtyard.

Obviously, for the Xu family, which has no family ancestral hall and can only set up a mourning hall at home when someone dies in the family, the family members kneel outside the yard to pick up relatives.

Unlike Changping Village, the old Yang family and the old Luo family took the lead many years ago, and one of the other families contributed money and effort, and everyone jointly built a ancestral hall shared by mixed surnames.

Whenever someone dies in the village, they will go to the ancestral hall to do things, and there is a lot of space.

Okay, let's not talk about Changping Village, let's look back.

According to the customs in this area, the children and descendants of the Xu family knelt in several rows to welcome the guests. Xu Da and Xu Er, as dutiful sons, had red eye circles and looked tired.

Several daughters-in-law were crying so much that their faces were haggard.

Among them, Xu Qiaohong was the saddest.

This appearance, haggard and sad like a flower, withered and withered in an instant.

If it weren't for the support of the two older women beside her, I was really worried that she would not be able to get up after kneeling.

The men from the old Wang's family, Yang Huazhong and Luo Tiejiang went forward to help the two brothers Xu Daxu up.

Women like Yang Huamei and Liu came to Xu's two daughters-in-law, even Xu Qiaohong, while leaning over to help each other up, they also said words of condolence and obedience.

On the side, people from the Xu family had already arranged to receive the mourning gifts brought by the old Wang family, the old Luo family, and the Lao Yang family in an orderly manner. Account there.

Everyone helped each other, and wept into Xu's yard.

Yang Ruoqing had visited Xu's courtyard twice before, and the first time was when Xu Dacheng came to have a wedding.

The second time is when Xu Er got married.

The first two times I came here, the yard was full of lights and festoons, but the third time I came here, both sides of the stone road leading from the entrance of the yard to the entrance of the main room were filled with wreaths of all sizes and paper pavilions. Terraces and pavilions, horses made of white paper, and paper figures.

Except for the white horse, other things are colorful and lifelike.

Yang Ruoqing followed the team all the way to pay homage to Xu's mother's coffin in the main room. Along the way, her eyes glanced at the funeral objects on both sides of the road, and she couldn't help but sigh that there are so many capable people in this world!

There is a three-story attic, and the stairs go up from both sides. On the third floor, there is an open hall. In the hall, there are tables, chairs, benches, teapots and bowls on the table, a large vase next to it, and flowers in the vase... …

Although the paintings of famous artists on the walls are all fakes, we can see the power of this paper-making craftsman.

There is a large terrace on the third floor with rocking chairs and plates on the table that seem to contain pastries.

There was actually a black cat squatting on the armrest of the chair.

The cat was also tied with paper. It seems that Xu Yuanming was worried that his mother-in-law would be lonely there, so he not only burned the serving maids and servants over there, but also burned the white horse, the transportation vehicle, and even the amused pet cat. Ready to go.

As for the boxes of tinfoil gold ingots in the wing room of the paper house, it was even more greedy.

If these things can really transform into real existence over there, Mother Xu probably would have been a proper landlady just now, with no worries about food and clothing!

(End of this chapter)