This was not the first time she heard the word death. Someone had passed away in the village a while ago, and she heard Si Ga Po and Ga Po chatting together.
But at this moment, the little man's big eyes were filled with crystal tears.
"Wow……"
She suddenly burst into tears.
"The old lady is so pitiful, wuwuwu..."
Yang Ruoqing leaned down and hugged Baobao Luo's soft little shoulders.
Her father is not here, so it would be good to hold his daughter's shoulders and shed tears.
Luo Baobao was crying originally, but when the bearded man saw Yang Ruoqing crying too, she suddenly stopped crying again. He also stretched out his little hand and patted Yang Ruoqing's back gently, "Mom, if you don't cry, I still have my grandma. From now on, I will let my grandma love you."
The childish words flowed into Yang Ruoqing's heart like a trickle of warmth.
"Okay, okay!" Yang Ruoqing nodded.
Luo Baobao raised his little hand and wiped Yang Ruoqing's tears, "Mom is gone, but she still has me. Didn't you say that I am your caring little cotton-padded jacket?"
"Yes, you are my mother's caring little cotton-padded jacket!" Yang Ruoqing said.
Luo Baobao suddenly puffed up his cheeks again and stretched out his hands.
"Didn't you say you wanted to hug me earlier? Come on, I'll give you this chance."
Yang Ruoqing was stunned for a moment, then quickly reached out to hold Baby Luo in her arms and kissed her rash on the face.
Luo Baobao said: "I let you hug me because I forgive you. Now please stop crying!"
"It's very ugly when you cry. If you become ugly, my father will not want you anymore. If you bring back a daughter-in-law who is not ugly from outside, you will still have to cry."
Yang Ruoqing's originally sad mood was amused by Luo Baobao's words of comfort.
"Your father doesn't know that. He cares about your mother and me. He didn't mind when your mother and I turned into a fat ball!" Yang Ruoqing raised her hand to wipe away her tears, straightened her back and defended.
Luo Baobao curled his lips and made a look of disdain, "Mom, even if my father doesn't dislike you, my father is so handsome. When the time comes that you cry ugly, there will be so many beautiful girls outside who will beat my father." It’s my idea, but I don’t want to change my mother’s side, so stop crying, be a good boy..."
Yang Ruoqing was completely speechless.
At this moment, Tuoba Xian also entered the room carrying hot water.
"Come, take a shower." Tuoba Xian said.
"okay!"
Yang Ruoqing responded and stood up with Baby Luo in her arms.
"Baby, Mom is here to help you take a bath. Mom will also come to help you take a bath later at night, but Mom has to take two days' leave from you." Yang Ruoqing said.
"Mom, you just came back and are you leaving now?" Luo Baobao suddenly felt a little unhappy again, more reluctant to leave.
Yang Ruoqing said while giving her a bath: "Mom, I want to escort Gao Po's body back to her hometown, Sunjiagou, for burial with your grandpa, grandma, and uncle."
"You have to be good at home these two days and listen to grandma. When mother comes back in two days, she will make up for you well, okay?" Yang Ruoqing discussed.
Luo Baobao said: "Does Mom have to go?"
Yang Ruoqing nodded firmly, "That's my grandma, and I have to send her off on her last journey. If you hadn't had chickenpox and couldn't go out, logically you should have gone together like your brother Dazhi."
Luo Baobao lowered his head, touching the index fingers of his hands lightly, struggling.
Yang Ruoqing took steps to retreat: "Baby, Mom knows that you have chickenpox now and your body is itchy. That's why you want Mom to stay with you."
"If you really don't want to, mother won't go..."
"Mom, go ahead." Luo Baobao interrupted Yang Ruoqing.
"You go and see the old lady off for the last time. The baby is obedient and will wait at home for her mother to come back," she said.
"Baby, thank you!"
Yang Ruoqing couldn't bear it anymore and held Baby Luo in her arms again.
Yang Ruoqing quickly and skillfully bathed Baby Luo, applied medicine to the rash on her body, put her into clean and comfortable clothes, and then took her to bed.
The bed was covered with a mat, which was very cool, and a large basin in the middle of the room also contained ice cubes dug out from the cellar. The room was very cool and comfortable, completely in two seasons with the scorching heat outside.
"Mom, please sleep with me, and wait until I fall asleep before leaving." Luo Baobao pulled Yang Ruoqing's sleeve and begged softly.
Yang Ruoqing nodded and lay down beside her, supporting her head with one hand and gently patting Baby Luo's back with the other.
"Mom, sing to coax me to sleep." Luo Baobao made another request.
Yang Ruoqing said: "Mom is feeling sad right now and can't sing. How about I tell you a story?"
"Okay, I haven't heard a story about my mother-in-law for a long time."
Luo Baobao turned around and faced Yang Ruoqing, his bright eyes full of joy.
Yang Ruoqing curled her lips, collected a story in her mind, and began to tell it:
"The name of this story is, Puss in Boots. Once upon a time, there were three brothers..."
When the story was finished, Baby Luo made no movement.
The little man fell asleep on his side, his cheeks squeezed into a small bun.
The little mouth was slightly open, with a peaceful smile on his face.
A small hand firmly grasped Yang Ruoqing's sleeve, as if she was afraid that she would slip away.
This made Yang Ruoqing really reluctant to get up and leave. While she was struggling, Tuoba Xian came in again.
She first glanced at Baby Luo who was sleeping on the bed, and then said to Yang Ruoqing: "I went to the Sun family across the street for a walk, and now your mother and your aunt are sitting in the mourning hall."
"Your mother asked me to tell you to rest for a while and not rush over."
"Qing'er, you haven't slept a wink all day and night. You are leaving for Sunjiagou in the middle of the night. Why don't you take this opportunity to get some sleep."
"Even if you sleep for an hour or two, it's good. When you get to Sunjiagou, you have to work hard, not to mention..."
Tuoba Xian's eyes fell on Luo Baobao's little hand tightly grasping Yang Ruoqing's sleeve.
"She holds on so tightly. If you try to leave, you'll wake her up again. Just sleep here for a while and sleep with her for a while."
Tuoba Xian's last few words really made Yang Ruoqing feel sad.
I feel that I am really not a competent mother.
"Well, I'll keep my eyes open for a while. Mom, if they come to me later and have something to do, remember to call me." Yang Ruoqing said.
Tuoba Xian nodded, "Okay, I'll be sewing in the next room. You can take a nap while I go out first."
…
At midnight, the coffin began to be loaded.
When loading the coffin, Yang Huazhong and the others followed Yang Ruoqing's reminder and put ice in the coffin to calm it down.
The weather is hot, and Mrs. Sun's body is expected to arrive at Sunjiagou tomorrow morning.
It will be parked in the ancestral hall of Sunjiagou for one day and one night. Taoist priests will come in to perform rituals the day after tomorrow. The day after tomorrow, it will be taken to the Sun family's ancestral cemetery for burial.
After all this calculation, the body would really be damaged. Using ice to stabilize it, Yang Ruoqing could only delay it a little.
Originally, she wanted to propose cremation and then transport the ashes back to Sunjiagou, so that she wouldn't have to worry about them getting damaged.
But Lao Suntou said that Ga Po must be buried in peace and cannot be burned. There is no reason to burn her.
Yang Ruoqing can understand this, after all, this is ancient times, not modern times.
