Chapter 4237 Who are you talking to?
Blacksmith Luo took off the dry tobacco pole hanging from his waist, sat on a stone nearby and smoked, blew out a few smoke rings, looked at the sky, and looked at his children and grandchildren pulling weeds over there. We, talking to ourselves He said to himself: "Second brother, you left early. If you could live to this moment, you would be happy to see a grand family and a big family under our feet!"
"Back then, it was you who brought back Coming to Tangyazi has brought hope to our old Luo family. "
"You must keep our children and grandchildren safe and sound. If you are short of anything, give it to your elder brother. Let me have a dream, big Brother, let me burn it for you!”
“If you feel lonely and want a wife, don’t be shy, let me ask you to make a dream, and I will burn a fat wife for you.”
"Don't count on two. There is no room for two tigers in the same mountain, especially two tigresses."
"We, the men of the old Luo family, have to stick together till the end. If we marry one, we have to dig deep for one." Okay!”
“Oh, by the way, your sister Da’e is pretty good too. I won’t talk about Zhou Xia, then. The girl is heartless, but fortunately your nephew Zhou Wang is sensible and filial."
"If you are caring, please also bless Zhou Wang and the others..."
"Brother, the uncle is alone there. What are you talking about?" Luo Baobao touched Chen'er's arm, lowered his voice and asked curiously.
Chen'er raised his head and glanced at Blacksmith Luo, then looked away.
"The eldest grandpa is talking to the second grandpa who is lying in the grave, and he is talking to his heartfelt words." He whispered.
"Huh?" Luo Baobao opened her eyes even more in surprise. She couldn't help but look at the grave.
"Brother, can the second grandfather hear me?" she asked again.
Chen'er really couldn't answer this question.
"This... I don't know, I should be able to hear it!" Chen'er said.
"Can I hear it or not?" Luo Baobao's stubborn temper of asking for the bottom of the casserole came back again.
Yang Ruoqing said softly: "As long as you are sincere, you will definitely hear it."
"Seriously?" Luo Baobao raised his head and looked at Yang Ruoqing.
Yang Ruoqing nodded: "Seriously."
Luo Baobao said: "Then I also have something to say to Second Grandpa."
Yang Ruoqing said: "Just say it in your heart, Second Grandpa will definitely hear it."
Luo Baobao nodded happily, then closed his eyes, folded his dirty little hands on his chest after grabbing the dirt, and said in his heart with a pious look.
Everyone was silent for a while in front of Luo Laoer's grave. At this time, the sound of firecrackers came from all directions, far and near.
Obviously everyone is busy worshiping their ancestors.
"Grandpa, are you done yet?" Baby Luo raised his head and asked Blacksmith Luo.
The nature of a child is novel about one thing, but at that moment she started to get bored again and wanted to change places.
Especially because it’s a bit cold here and the mountain breeze blows.
Tiejiang Luo nodded, "Okay, let's go back. It's almost noon, and we'll be busy posting couplets when we get back!"
The guys were walking back, and they met someone on the road. People from the old Yang family.
This year, as usual, Old Yangtou led the team, followed by a large number of children and grandchildren of the Old Yang family.
The genes of the old Yang family are excellent, and the men are both tall and good-looking, especially Daan, the number one scholar, and Xiaoan, the handsome soldier.
And Yang Huaming and Yang Huazhou are both beautiful uncles, so it’s really impressive for the men of the family to walk together.
When everyone met, they naturally went down the mountain together. When they reached an open mountainside platform halfway, they met other villagers in the village. Every time, everyone habitually rests here for a while, catches up on household chores, and the men gather together to smoke cigarettes.
And because today is Chinese New Year, when they meet each other, they are a bit more polite than usual.
At this time, the virtues of respecting the old, loving the young, and being courteous to each other were suddenly carried forward.
So sometimes Yang Ruoqing is so bored that she can't help but imagine that if during such a festive festival, some poor person takes the opportunity to come over and borrow money from everyone, I guess all these smiles and politeness will disappear immediately, right?
I will give you a smile and a lot of meat. If I really want to borrow money, it will hurt my feelings.
Haha, talking about love hurts feelings, talking about feelings hurts money, so no matter what time, people have to rely on themselves.
"Mom, I want to discuss something with you." Chen'er suddenly came next to Yang Ruoqing, her voice not very loud.
Yang Ruoqing was surprised for a moment, and then she guessed that Chen'er probably wanted to talk about the time to return to the East China Sea, right?
"Son, whenever you want to return to the East China Sea, your parents will support you." She looked at Chen'er tenderly and said.
Chen'er shook his head, "Mom, that's not what I want to say."
"What is that?" Yang Ruoqing asked.
Chen'er lowered her eyelashes slightly, and then said: "What I want to say is about Uncle Zichuan."
"What's the matter with your Uncle Zichuan?" Yang Ruoqing asked again.
Chen'er said: "I originally wanted to discuss it with my parents two days ago, but it was delayed due to some things."
"I want to discuss it with my parents and see if we can invite them. Uncle Zichuan came to our house for New Year’s Eve dinner? It’s too lonely for him, and the two servants at home won’t be back until the fourth day of the first lunar month.”
That’s why.
Yang Ruoqing looked at Chen'er and sighed in her heart that this child is so kind.
"Mom, is this okay?" Chen'er asked again.
Xu Shi saw that Yang Ruoqing did not respond, and Chen'er was a little uneasy.
Yang Ruoqing came back to her senses, looked at him lovingly, and praised: "My son is really a kind and considerate person. He is so heartwarming. If your uncle Zichuan hears these words, he will definitely feel the same. I will be very pleased."
Chen'er caught some information from Yang Ruoqing's voice.
His anxiety immediately dissipated, and his eyes brightened a bit.
"Mom, do you mean you agreed?" he asked.
Yang Ruoqing smiled and said: "Of course mother is happy. In fact, your father and I discussed this matter some time ago. Your father even went to your uncle Zichuan to tell you this in private. I hope He came to spend the New Year with us this year, but your uncle Zichuan declined our offer."
"Why?" Chen'er was a little confused.
Yang Ruoqing reached out to Chen'er and pulled him to sit next to her. Then she reached out and gently put her hand on Chen'er's shoulder. Mother and son sat together affectionately.
"Your uncle Zichuan declined, which was actually what your father and I expected," she continued.
“Because there is a custom in Zanniu Mountain, even in the entire Wanghai County, or in the Daqi Kingdom.”
“Your uncle Zichuan is in Dingyou, your hometown, for you. Ganga Po observes filial piety, so during this festival, especially New Year’s Eve, the family cannot be left alone. ”
"So he has to make a fire at home for the New Year's Eve dinner. But, after we have the New Year's Eve dinner, you and your sister will first go to your grandpa, grandma, and Lao Yang's and Sun's families. Grandma Taiga and the others go and pay New Year greetings to your Uncle Zichuan, and you can stay with him at night," Yang Ruoqing said.
(End of this chapter)