Chapter 7743: Closed Door
“Qing’er, please come over, I’m here alone and no one is talking to me, I’m going to be bored to death!”
Ms. Liu is like a coquettish child. As if complaining softly to Yang Ruoqing, she didn't know that she was imitating such a young girl, but she actually pouted, looking aggrieved.
Yang Ruoqing had goosebumps all over her body. It turned out that it was really embarrassing for this 'girl' who was about to run into her fifth grade to act coquettishly.
The kind that makes your toes scratch the floor.
"There are so many people, how come no one talks to you, Fourth Aunt? Aren't you the best at chatting with people?" Yang Ruoqing asked, suppressing a smile.
Today is the first day for the little grandpa to mourn the deceased, so you can't make fun of it. That would be disrespectful to the deceased.
Especially when we go to the mountains later, we need to be more solemn and solemn.
Liu’s eyebrows trembled up and down twice, as if they were playing the piano.
His eyes were flying wildly, and he continued to curl his lips and said: "I can't understand what the men said. Your mother and your fifth aunt were all so scary. It felt like tears were about to fall. I’m afraid I might accidentally laugh and get a look.”
"On a day like this, Fourth Aunt, why are you laughing? I feel a little sad." Yang Ruoqing asked in confusion.
Ms. Liu said uncomfortably: "I went to Yongsong's house earlier, and accidentally saw Yan Ping's appearance, with a circle of white gauze wrapped around her head. I just wanted to laugh again when I thought about it. ”
Yang Ruoqing expressed helplessness for the fourth aunt who had such a low point of laughter.
"Fourth Aunt, I advise you to hold back your laughter first, and wait until they leave the house and go up the mountain before you laugh again."
Ms. Liu nodded hard, "Okay. I’m holding it back.”
Yang Ruoqing looked around again, "Strange, why didn't I see Yong Bai?"
Mr. Liu said, "What's that look in your eyes? That's not him!"
Follow Ms. Liu With the guidance, Yang Yongqing, who just blocked Yang Ruoqing's sight, stepped aside to get the tea on the table, so Yang Ruoqing saw Yang Yongbai squatting in the corner.
Squatting there alone, although silent, Yang Ruoqing could feel the deep sadness wrapping around him.
Sun brought a bowl of tea to Yang Yongbai. Yang Yongbai didn't want to drink it. When he shook his head, Yang Ruoqing saw his face clearly.
His face was frighteningly pale, and his eyes were swollen. It seemed that he didn't sleep well last night.
Think about it, the relationship between cousin Yongbai and his grandfather is the deepest among all the people in this room, and the blood relationship is also the most direct.
This feeling of grief for losing a loved one must be the most real to him.
This feeling was very real to Yang Ruoqing when Mrs. Gapo Sun passed away.
For a long time, she couldn't calm down.
Although she has been on the battlefield and seen dead people in her two lives, others may think that someone like her should be indifferent to life and death.
That is not the case.
The more this happens, the more aware I am of the fragility of life, and the more worried I am about losing the people I care about.
Because I have seen so many lives and deaths, I understand that death is a one-way street. Just leave when you leave. No matter how sad you are as a living person, or even so sad that you hurt yourself, the person who left will also be sad. Can't come back again.
After thinking so much, Yang Ruoqing's face became heavy, and in the eyes of Mrs. Liu beside her, she was assimilated by Mrs. Sun and Bao Suyun.
Mrs. Liu sighed, trying not to think about Yan Ping's appearance, and buried her head to think about the depressing things she had encountered.
But once she thinks of this depressing thing, she becomes angry.
For example, Yang Huaming criticized her, saying that she was dirty, went to bed without washing her feet, and farted in bed.
Although these are facts, she is angry. As a result, Mrs. Liu's expression changed from suppressing a smile before to gnashing her teeth now.
Fortunately, the room was so noisy that no one paid attention to Mrs. Liu's every move. After a while, Old Yangtou shouted from outside: "It's almost time, it's time to leave."
Hearing the urging, the main room Yang Huazhong also stopped admonishing him, raised his voice and responded to Old Yang Touna outside, and then said in a low voice to Yang Huaming and Yang Huazhou: "Yesterday, I had an agreement with Yongsongna about Yongbai and Yongsong. thing Son, let’s not talk about it.”
“I called Yongbai later, and the two brothers talked it out, and finally shook hands and made peace.”
Yang Huazhou said: “ That's how it should be. As soon as my uncle left, to put it bluntly, the person closest to Yongsong when he returned to Changping Village was actually not us, but Yongbai, and we even gave him a slap in the face."
Yang Huaming also nodded, acquiescing to this.
Yang Huazhong patted Yang Huaming's arm: "Okay, everyone is here, don't waste your time, go early and come back early!"
This wave of old and young men who went to burn incense in the mountains, Lao Yang Tou and Yang Huazhong were unable to go. Leader Lao Yang sent the team in the direction to leave, his eyes slightly moist.
In the blink of an eye, it has been seven days since my younger brother passed away. It feels like just yesterday that I was sitting with him and doing daily routines.
Suddenly the yin and yang are separated. Things are really impermanent!
As for Yang Huazhong, he also felt regretful. Yesterday, Wang Sheng came over to help change the dressing. He also asked Wang Sheng when he could walk on the ground.
As a result, Wang Sheng checked his recovery status and said that it was not very good and he might have to stay in bed to recuperate for a longer time.
This made Yang Huazhong so anxious that he almost died.
Originally, he thought that he would be able to pay homage to his uncle’s grave in person when he was 37, 57, but he didn’t expect that he would have to postpone it. He hoped that he would be able to walk on the ground in 7, 749. Bar!
Yang Huaming and his party followed what Yang Huazhong told them. After leaving the house, they went straight to young old Yangtou's house to meet Yongsong, the real grandson, and then went up the mountain together.
As a result, when we arrived at the gate of the courtyard, we were rejected.
"What's going on? Why did General Tie lock the door? Where did the two of them go?"
"Could it be that they left and went back to Yanping's family?"
"What nonsense are you talking about? This is Yongsong's father-in-law. He will listen to his mother-in-law again." It's impossible to deceive the master and destroy the ancestor."
"Besides, they said they came back specifically to be the first seven."
"...It's also possible. He went to the mountains to wait for us in advance.”
Everyone gathered at the entrance of the courtyard, guessing what you said and what I said.
Luo Fengtang said nothing from beginning to end, carrying something and standing silently outside the crowd.
What he was thinking about was that before he went out, he caught a glimpse of his wife's slightly red eyes and the mist in her eyes as she followed the women to see her off.
Did she cry?
Why are you crying? Did you think of something sad?
Luo Fengtang was distracted and just wanted to complete this ceremony quickly so that he could go home to accompany his wife and guide her.
Because everyone is holding ingot candles for burning incense and going to the mountains, it is not easy to rush to the neighbors’ homes next door to inquire.
The neighbors also knew what the old Yang family was going to do, so everyone followed the old rules and tacitly avoided them.
There were no insiders passing by nearby, so there was really no one to inquire about.
Finally, Yang Huaming and Yang Huazhou made a plan and said to everyone: "Forget it, ignore him, we will go up the mountain to burn incense ourselves!"
(End of this chapter)