Mrs. Liu gritted her teeth and said, "Okay, three hundred coins is three hundred coins. As agreed, you are not allowed to default on the bill!"
Yang Ruohe snorted, "How come? You are my mother-in-law!"
After the mother and daughter discussed it, Yang Ruohe went over to pick up the child and coaxed it in his arms, while not forgetting to order Mrs. Liu to cook.
"I came here with an empty stomach in the morning. I'm going to starve to death right now. Mom, go cook some food!"
In the evening, black clouds suddenly piled up in the sky again, and bursts of muffled thunder rumbled behind the thick clouds.
The north wind rages across the land.
The villagers, who had been tortured by the scorching heat all summer, all walked out of their low-rise houses.
On the dam, under the old maple trees, and beside the pond, there are people everywhere.
The eldest girl and the little daughter-in-law were fine, chatting and laughing, enjoying the rare coolness.
The old ladies couldn't care so much, so they simply lifted up their tops made of coarse old cloth, exposing their bellies, and sat on small bamboo chairs with backrests to enjoy the cool breeze.
The one that had given birth to and breastfed many children was now as dry and flat as two dark yellow cloth bags, hanging loosely above the belly button.
There is no image at all.
Of course, no matter how horny a man is, he will not have the desire to peep at such an old lady.
The children were running wildly on the pond, chasing and playing.
Luo Baobao and Dazhi were naturally among them, running more happily than anyone else.
Yang Ruoqing took advantage of the rain to wash the dishes for the night and tomorrow morning.
Looking at the situation, it's definitely going to rain heavily tonight. If it rains tomorrow morning, I'll have to stay in bed.
The days passed with such bumps and bumps, a few autumn rains fell, and the hot summer was finally over.
Except it's still a little hot during the day, it's already cool in the morning and evening.
Luo Fengtang received a letter, and the perfume was successfully escorted to the capital. After passing the inspection, it was put into the royal warehouse.
Emperor Longyan was so pleased that he not only settled the payment in cash, but also gave him an extra reward.
After Luo Fengtang paid the remuneration of the escort agency in the capital, he settled the wages of the brothers in the transportation team while the iron was hot.
It’s all hard-earned money. After traveling thousands of miles, trekking through mountains and rivers, and in such a hot weather, everyone earns hard-earned money.
In addition to everyone's due wages, Luo Fengtang also took the initiative to distribute the one hundred taels of silver rewarded by the emperor to his brothers.
I took everyone with me to have two good meals at a big restaurant in the capital, rested for two days, and then went to see the temple fair in the capital.
The night before he planned to leave for the village, he posted the letter.
"I should be on the road now. I estimate I'll be home in more than ten days, and it won't be more than half a month at the longest."
At night, after reading the letter, Yang Ruoqing said to Blacksmith Luo and Tuoba Xian who were sitting at the table.
Blacksmith Luo took a puff of dry cigarette, frowned slightly and said, "There are still two or three days until the Ghost Festival on July 15th, and Tang Yazi will probably not be able to come back in time to celebrate the festival."
Yang Ruoqing nodded, "It should be so. It takes two or three days to get from Changhuaizhou to our village."
Wang Cuilian smiled and said: "It doesn't matter even if he can't come back this year. The ancestors know that he is going to escort the offerings to the capital to give to the emperor. This is such a great honor. Others can't envy him. I must have ancestors." They all feel that they have face.”
Yang Ruoqing gave Wang Cuilian a grateful smile, thinking that her aunt was considerate.
Blacksmith Luo also said 'hmm' and said: "Yes, not to mention eight villages in ten miles, even in Qing'an County and even Changhuaizhou, if any family can pay tribute to the emperor, it will be written into the genealogy as a It’s a glorious thing that has been passed down to the family!”
"I also heard that since Qing'er and Tang Yazi became rich, many people have secretly taken a look at the ancestral graves of the old Luo family."
Blacksmith Luo said again, with pride and pride on his face.
"Ah?" Yang Ruoqing raised her eyebrows.
"Why?" she asked.
Could it be that someone was jealous and couldn't do anything to him and Tang Yazi in reality, so he wanted to vent his anger by destroying other people's ancestral tombs?
If that's the case, it's really an extremely twisted and abnormal psychology.
Wang Cuilian smiled and said to Yang Ruoqing: "There's no need to ask. Naturally, I want to see how the ancestral tomb of our old Luo family was buried and whether it occupies some geomantic treasure. Then there were great generals and great businessmen. !”
Wang Cuilian's explanation made Yang Ruoqing suddenly realize.
The stone in her heart was relieved, and she immediately smiled.
Not to mention this backward feudal farming society, even in a modern society where science and technology and information are changing with each passing day, Feng Shui is a matter of concern to people regardless of class.
Regardless of whether it is moving, building a new house, or choosing a location for a new company,
Experts in the field will be invited to come over to view the location and choose a date.
In short, some things that are closely related to life will be studied and considered carefully.
And the more upper-class people are, the more they care about these things.
In ancient times, this was even more true.
Both the yang house and the yin house should be treated with caution.
Whoever's descendants are promising, everyone will praise their ancestors for their virtues, or the smoke coming out of their ancestors' graves.
If any descendant of a family suffers from evil, they will also say that the ancestral tomb is dirty, and one mistake will ruin three generations!
Therefore, the royal mausoleums are guarded and taken care of by specialized people, because the royal family believes that they are related to the fate of the country and the fate of the royal family.
Those who are high-ranking officials outside, no matter how powerful they are outside, they never dare to slack off in their ancestral graves in their hometown.
Send servants to take care of them, keep the incense burning, visit tombs and pay homage during festivals and other festivals.
By analogy, it is not unusual for people to visit the ancestral graves of the old Luo family and secretly want to find out the secrets from them.
"Haha, it's okay. Tang Yazi can't come back in time. Let's prepare some more sacrifices to burn incense and place them on the graves of our ancestors. I believe our ancestors are reasonable and will definitely understand," Yang Ruoqing said.
Everyone nodded.
Soon, it was the Hungry Ghost Festival, the 15th day of the seventh lunar month.
Ancient people attached great importance to these traditional things. Schools were on holiday, shops were closed, and restaurants were closed.
Naturally, Yang Ruoqing also gave the restaurant and the herb collection team a holiday, and concentrated on preparing for the Ghost Festival at home.
The custom here is for the family to have a sumptuous meal together at noon, and then go to the mountains to burn incense together in the afternoon.
The Hungry Ghost Festival coincides with the maturity of the first season of rice. The new rice is ground into rice flour and kneaded into rice flour cakes, which are cooked together with wild vegetables and diced pork belly.
To worship the Stove Lord, the Bodhisattva image is placed in front of it to pay homage to the ancestors.
The family eats together and gives some to relatives, friends and next-door neighbors.
"Baby, go and ask uncle to come over for a meal and a drink." Yang Ruoqing pointed to Blacksmith Luo squatting smoking a dry cigarette at the door of the hall, and whispered to Luo Baobao.
Today, Blacksmith Luo has been in a low mood since this morning.
Yang Ruoqing guessed that it was probably because Tang Yazi didn't come back.
Tang Yazi hasn't come back to celebrate the Hungry Ghost Festival in two years, and the old man feels a little disappointed.
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