peasant girl fragrance

Chapter 245

Leng Dingshan left with Xiao Yisu, Youxiang was very disappointed, she brought up the child with one hand, and when she left, she insisted on hugging her and promised that she would come back to accompany her for the New Year at the end of each year, and she would never break her promise.

Du Xiaobao and Gao Ping'an were sent away crying, the three children were inseparable, and everyone in the Gao family was also in tears.

You Xiang held one hand on the other, Du Xiaobao could no longer see his brother's back, raised his head and said with tears in his eyes: "Mother, will brother not come back again?"

"No, brother will come back every year during Chinese New Year." You Xiang rubbed his little hands.

"Mother, when I grow up, I'm going to find my brother!" Xiao Bao looked at You Xiang with hopeful eyes.You Xiang's heart tightened, looking at the end of the official road, she seemed to see Du Xiaobao leaving on a fine horse.

At the beginning of the new year, the era of Emperor Ping Ding and the Huo family army has passed, saying goodbye to the old and ushering in the new, a changing era and a new beginning.

The Gao family's Chinese New Year this year is not as prosperous as previous years, but it is the busiest year, because this year, the Gao family has become the richest man in Mojia Village, and they have such a big family.A group of people held a long banquet in the newly built house in South Col. Regardless of the relationship between master and servant, everyone sat around and ate a steaming New Year's Eve dinner.Huo Yinan was indispensable among them, because he was the sponsor of this banquet, Du Youxiang could only agree to his wishes with a bitter face.

After the Chinese New Year, Huo Yinan became more casual. The Gao family seemed to be his home. Now that he is not a general, he does not have to worry about the safety of Pingting. He has become the most leisurely person, doing farm work with Zuo Liulang all day long. After finishing the work, he is full of energy. When he has nothing to do, he takes Xiaobao to wander around the village.

In a blink of an eye, the market on the eighth day of the lunar new year began, the first market of the new year, and it was very lively.Early in the morning, Du Xiaobao stood guard at the gate in neat clothes, with a pair of round eyes, blinking at the passers-by on Xiaoguan Road, and couldn't help calling loudly: "Mom, hurry up! The sun is shining on your buttocks!" , we should go!"

Du Youxiang and Mrs. Ming tidied up the house, responded, adjusted their clothes, and watched Gao Ping'an's delicate and beautiful face with a pair of light red eyes quietly looking at her.You Xiang felt sad, recalling Leng Dingshan's words, looked at Liu Shi, saw Liu Shi sighed, squatted down, hugged the little guy in his arms and patted him on the back, neither of them spoke.

"Ping An, my sister will bring you sesame candies, okay? And the Liuli fruit from the merchants on the pier, don't you always want to eat it? My sister will definitely bring it back for you!" You Xiang stretched out her hand and touched his little face, The little guy nodded, but his eyes followed her figure.Since he was sensible, he had never left his house, and even the villagers rarely saw him.

Youxiang took Xiaobao into his donkey cart, and watched Gao Pingan standing motionless under the jujube tree from a distance. Every time at this time, Du Xiaobao would lie in Youxiang's arms and say: "Mother, wait When I grow up and learn martial arts well, I will play around with peace, and I will never stay at home and hide, I want him to know what I have seen and what I have eaten."

You Xiang felt sour in her heart, unable to speak.Huo Yinan touched the little guy's head and looked at him appreciatively.

The city of Lingzhou is still prosperous, with businessmen coming and going, and dignitaries and dignitaries constantly coming and going.The stable life in the past few years has brought great prosperity to this small border area, and even the people in the village are well-dressed.The streets paved with stones are lined with shops, tourists are like weaving, and the bustling hawkers can be heard endlessly.

(End of this chapter)