Chapter content begins --> Luo Fengtang took off the bamboo hat on his head and hung it on a wooden stake on the wall, and said: "I entered the village and went to get mugwort and calamus from my uncle."
"Auntie cut off a lot of them and asked me to get some and insert them into the doors and windows."
Hearing this, Yang Ruoqing patted her head.
"Oh, look at my memory," she said.
"I was busy celebrating the festival with cakes, but I forgot to insert those things. Fortunately, aunt had them cut off."
The young couple put mugwort and calamus on the doors and windows together.
Mugwort and calamus emit a unique fragrance, which makes people feel extra energetic when sniffing it.
Insert it on doors and windows, it is said that it can attract good luck and avoid bad luck.
"Have you said hello to your uncle and aunt? Are they coming over for lunch?"
Yang Ruoqing asked while interjecting.
Yesterday we made an agreement with Luo Fengtang to have a fun time with Blacksmith Luo and his wife during the festival.
Luo Fengtang nodded: "Yes, it's all agreed."
Yang Ruoqing smiled: "That's good. I'll go to the kitchen to prepare it later. I'll make a sumptuous meal for this holiday."
After the Dragon Boat Festival is over, Luo Fengtang will leave for the southern military camp.
Today, she decided to give it a good try.
Aunt Wang Cuilian quickly came over with an apron to help.
Tuoba Xian was not idle either. She changed her clothes and went to the backyard kitchen.
Three women and one drama.
Steamed chicken cakes, snacks made from wheat flour, are fried in oil pans.
After scooping it up, it will become a crispy, golden snack.
When guests come, grab a handful, both adults and children will love it.
In addition, rice dumplings are also essential.
Yang Ruoqing put a lot of effort into the taste of the rice dumplings this year.
Dates, red beans, eight-treasure nuts, bacon, egg yolk flavor...
She covered everything imaginable.
The fragrant rice dumpling leaves are wrapped into fist-sized awls and tied with silk threads of various colors to distinguish them.
"It's more interesting to celebrate the holidays in the south."
Tuoba Xian sighed as she looked at the results of the morning's labor.
Wang Cuilian said with a smile: "Farmers celebrate festivals like this. Apart from serving the crops, this is all they have to look forward to throughout the year."
Tuoba Xian said: "Food is the most important thing for the people, this is the foundation!"
Yang Ruoqing was holding a piece of fish. When she heard this, she glanced over and said, "The south has southern customs, and the north has northern rules."
"Last time I went back to Daliao, the Damu Conference was an eye-opener for me!"
Tuoba Xian smiled when he heard this: "Well, every place and every nation has its own characteristics."
"Qing'er, what are you going to cook by cutting the fish into such thin slices?" she asked immediately.
His eyes fell on a big black fish in Yang Ruoqing's hand.
Without waiting for Yang Ruoqing to answer, Wang Cuilian said next to her: "I know, our Qing'er must want to make pickled fish, right?"
Yang Ruoqing smiled and shook her head: "Auntie guessed wrong this time. I plan to make a peacock fish."
"Peacock opening its tail?" Tuoba Xian's eyes lit up, "I remember you did it at a family gathering a few years ago."
Yang Ruoqing said 'hmm', "I made it last time and there were too many people, so Tang Yazi poked a piece of the tail and ate it."
"Later he talked about it for a while, and I promised to do it again, but I was never busy enough."
"No, he's going back to the south again after the Dragon Boat Festival. I plan to make it this afternoon so that he can enjoy it," she said.
Tuoba Xian nodded repeatedly, looking at Yang Ruoqing with unabashed satisfaction and appreciation.
Wang Cuilian also smiled, "Okay, let's make a peacock fish."
…
The annual Dragon Boat Festival was spent with the whole family enjoying eating and drinking.
It's afternoon and it's still raining.
Luo Fengtang sat on a stool by the window and read the military book, while Yang Ruoqing arranged his clothes at the side.
I have to leave early tomorrow morning, so I will organize everything today.
The clothes and shoes were almost sorted, and it was fascinating to see that he was still in that little girl.
Yang Ruoqing didn't want to disturb him, so she quietly retreated.
Seeing that there were many rice dumplings in the kitchen, she planned to send some to Xiao Yaxue.
…
Old Chen’s courtyard.
Yang Ruoqing held an umbrella and came to the door of the yard, and happened to meet Narisong who came out of it.
"Hey, you're running so fast without an umbrella or a raincoat, where are you going?"
Yang Ruoqing asked.
That day, Risong turned his head and glanced at the room behind him, and said angrily: "Ms. Yang has made people upset. I'm going to go out and take a breath!"
After saying these words, he ran away.
Yang Ruoqing looked at his slightly embarrassed figure disappearing into the rain and shook her head.
When she was good, she was as cute as Yang Ruolan from her hair to her toes, and there was no one else in the world.
Now that the novelty has worn off and the child has slipped, he begins to get tired of it and dislike it.
Who is to blame?
Looking away, she stepped into the house to look for her good sister Xiao Yaxue.
"Qing'er, it's raining, why did you come here?"
In the main room, Xiao Yaxue welcomed Yang Ruoqing to the table and quickly poured her tea.
Yang Ruoqing smiled and said: "This is the festival, I will bring you rice dumplings!"
She immediately put the small bamboo basket she had brought on the table.
Xiao Yaxue came over to take a look, and her eyes lit up.
"There are so many, they all look tempting," she said.
Yang Ruoqing said: "I made a lot, you can eat it with an open stomach."
Xiao Yaxue said with a smile: "That's good. I won't cook at night, so I will just eat these rice dumplings..."
"Bang!"
Before he finished speaking, there was a crisp sound of a bowl hitting the ground from the west room separated by a wall.
Yang Ruoqing was stunned for a moment, and then asked Xiao Yaxue with her eyes.
Xiao Yaxue shrugged and said to Yang Ruoqing in a low voice: "When we were having lunch earlier, we had an argument with Ri Songna."
"That Risong was not a patient person to coax. He left her alone and ran out."
Xiao Yaxue said, picking up a rice dumpling, peeling it and eating it.
This calm look made Yang Ruoqing couldn't help but admire her determination.
If I were Xiao Yaxue, there would be such an embarrassing concubine living next door, and I would have no intention of eating at all.
I just want to get rid of irrelevant people as soon as possible.
"Well, these candied date rice dumplings are so sweet, I like them!"
Xiao Yaxue made a mouthful of rice dumplings and ate them with gusto.
Yang Ruoqing also laughed, "Eat more if you like, you'll lose weight."
Xiao Yaxue gave Yang Ruoqing a white look and was about to speak when another loud noise came from the west room: "Bang!"
"What are you smashing this time?" Yang Ruoqing asked.
Xiao Yaxue said: "Oh, Yang is tapping the wooden cabinet next to the bed with a rolling pin."
She explained while pointing to the jujube paste on her fingers, "Ever since I came back from town, Risong has been laying the floor in the main room at night."
"You fat girl, what are you looking at? This is my house, get out of here!" She yelled at Yang Ruoqing. End of chapter content -->
