Chapter 11023
“Aunt, please stop talking. If you keep talking, my tears will come out again.”
Yang Ruoqing interrupted Wang Cuilian and looked at the rest on the table. Those tinfoil papers, "Use as much of these as you want." Come on, cut some more clothes for Amao.”
“Thank you, Qing’er! This is great. My Amao has clothes over there...”
< br>Wang Cuilian took a few pieces of tinfoil paper in her hand, feeling happy and grateful at the same time.
Yang Ruoqing saw Ronggu looking lost and staring at the remaining tinfoil paper on the table. She guessed that Ronggu also had this idea?
Think about it, who can not worry about it?
So, Yang Ruoqing said to Ronggu again: "Ronggu, I'm here for the first time. If you have any relatives you want to pay homage to, you can also cut off your cold clothes and go to the Tutu Temple at the end of the year. Just burn it."
Wang Cuilian also looked at Ronggu, and she saw the same confusion as herself in Ronggu's expression.
I am confused because I married into the Luo family, that is, the Luo family.
And Amao was born to her previous husband, not the Luo family. If she was too obvious, or went to mourn Amao too frequently, the Luo family would find out, even if they didn't say anything, they would feel uncomfortable.
Besides, if other people in the village find out about it, they might start gossiping and say that she did such a thing to bring bad luck to the Luo family.
It may even be said that she cannot forget the man and child in front of her. She is in the Luo family, but her heart is still in the house in front of her.
Besides, there are also customs and rules in this area. She really can't burn things for Amao often.
Except for some special days, such as the Hungry Ghost Festival, she can burn a little bit for Ah Mao.
But this time, Qing'er gave her so much tinfoil paper at once. Not only could these tinfoil papers be used to burn several sets of clothes and shoes for Ah Mao, but they could also be tied with some gold ingots and burned, so that Ah Mao could have money to spend there. Have clothes to wear.
She was very grateful to Yang Ruoqing for her consideration, so when she saw that Ronggu was also entangled with her, Wang Cuilian went to persuade Ronggu: "Logically speaking, it is not in line with customs and customs for us to burn it for people outside like this. Rules.”
"But this time it was Qing'er who spoke, so let's just accept Qing'er's advice and take this opportunity to pay homage to the person we want to pay homage to. Then we will feel at ease in the future."
When Ronggu heard Wang Cuilian's words, she looked at Yang Ruoqing's encouraging eyes next to her.
Ronggu said: "Thank you, old lady, and madam for your kindness and consideration. Then I will take two of them and use them."
Yang Ruoqing smiled, "That's right!"
Yang Ruoqing turned on the oil lamp and said to Wang Cuilian and Ronggu: "We only have one hour left. We have to go to bed early tonight. Let's continue. , I’m here to help you.”
As for Mrs. Gapo Sun’s cold clothes, they had already been made with the help of the two of them and neatly stacked aside.
So now Yang Ruoqing is free to help them.
Wang Cuilian said: "I don't need your help here. You can do it quickly. Just give Ronggu a helping hand."
Yang Ruoqing went to help Ronggu again, and Ronggu was flattered: "Madam, just sit down, I can do it myself." Hurry up."
During the next process of helping Rong Gu, Yang Ruoqing discovered that the clothes Rong Gu cut off were obviously made for the old woman, and she even used them to wipe her forehead.
And there is a pattern carved in the middle of the forehead, which looks very elegant...
"Ronggu, I would like to ask, are these things made for your mother?" Yang Ruoqing Ask, when I bought Ronggu before, I learned about Ronggu’s family situation and knew that both her parents had died long ago...
Ronggu shook her head: "I made it for the old lady who served in my former master's house..."
"Oh! I understand!"
When Wang Cuilian heard that Ronggu was not I was a little confused whether I was doing it for my deceased parents or for someone else.
“Why don’t you do it for your parents?” Rong Gu slowly shook her head, “Compared to my parents, the old lady is the one who really protects me. Without her, I would have been killed by now. Those people were so angry that they were beyond recognition.”
"Ah?" Wang Cuilian was stunned.
Being born in a rural area, it was difficult for her to imagine the cruel things going on in the deep house just based on these few words from Rong Gu.
But Yang Ruoqing understands.
Not only because she has come into contact with the so-called powerful people in this life, but also because in the film and television works and novels in her previous life, there is not much description of this aspect...
So, Yang Ruoqing, based on Ronggu's previous experiences, overlapped her with the maid Yuanyang who served Mrs. Jia in Dream of Red Mansions.
It's just that the status of the master she served is far inferior to that of Jia's family. It is a beggar's version of Jia's family...
But the darkness and cruelty inside are probably even worse than the real Jia's family. and.
"Ronggu, you did the right thing. You are a kind and righteous person." Yang Ruoqing said, "I think the old lady will be happy if she is alive in heaven."
Ronggu smiled faintly: "She protected me in the past, but now she The trees in our family fell and the animals were scattered, and relatives and friends were busy trying to distance themselves from them.”
“The old lady’s grave has probably been long gone by her descendants, so I will burn something for her. I feel somewhat relieved.”
Yang Ruoqing nodded, "Yes, you did the right thing. Come on, let me help you do it together. Let's work harder and put in some more gold ingots later, so that the old lady will have more money over there..."< br>
......
Yang Ruoqing and the others took advantage of the time to finish everything at once.
Then they packed up their things, blew out the lights, and went back to their houses to wash up and sleep.
When Yang Ruoqing lay on the bed, covered with soft quilts that exuded the smell of ultraviolet rays, two lovely sons lay beside her...
She let out a long breath.
It is still so comfortable, not only comfortable, but also very practical.
After a while, in the night outside the house, a "bang bang" sound came from far and near.
Occasionally, there will be short bursts of firecrackers taking turns in every corner of the village. Sometimes they will come to the main road at the entrance of the village, and then circle back to the village.
In this way, the cycle repeats all night long.
Yang Ruoqing knew that this year, several 'senior officials' selected in the village according to their age were patrolling the village.
The ‘nian-guanren’ is different every year and must be a male.
Uncle and Dad have already arranged the arrangement two years ago. If I remember correctly, in a few years, they will be arranged to the second brother Yang Yongjin, Luo Fengtang and the others...
Time It goes by so fast!
Year after year, if you don’t pay attention, twenty years will pass in a blink of an eye!
During the Chinese New Year this year, Tang Yazi wonders if he will be able to come back.
In his latest letter home, he said that he could not come back, but he also said that he would try to come back in the first month of the year or in the spring.
I haven’t seen him for a long time. I miss him. We are already a middle-aged couple. We are embarrassed to write our thoughts on our faces, so we can only carve them deeper into our hearts...
(End of this chapter)< br>