Yang Ruoqing knitted her brows together and thought: "That yellow-skinned man always appears there. There is probably a reason for that. Brother Big Mao, have you checked it out?"
Zhao Damao shook his head, "Two times in a row, it almost scared me half of my life. I thought it was unlucky and it was too late. How could I go and investigate something bad about a beast?"
"It doesn't matter if he's crying or laughing, it's so exciting to listen to it in the middle of the night!"
"Then, Brother Damao, have you told Taoist Yuan about this?"
"I never said that Taoist Master Yuan is so busy. He is busy cultivating Taoism, or discussing Taoism with others, or helping fellow villagers from ten miles and eight villages to do fortune telling. How can I distract him with these things? Woolen cloth?"
"What's more, some strange things in the mountains are nothing. You can't bother Taoist Yuan with everything, right? And I haven't seen that yellow man again for several months, so I don't want to mention it again... …”
Yang Ruoqing smiled bitterly, "The torch we picked up today reminds you of old things again..."
Zhao Damao also smiled bitterly, waved his hand and said: "It doesn't matter, it's a blessing, not a curse, it's a curse that can't be avoided. You picked this up in the grass outside, which means that the beast ran out again in the past two days!"
"Brother Da Mao, to be honest, that yellow-skinned guy came out again last night."
Yang Ruoqing also told Zhao Damao about the encounter between the Da Sun family and Huang Pizi last night.
Sure enough, Zhao Damao's expression changed again.
"What's going on with that beast? He's so restless. Are your mother and the others scared?" Zhao Damao asked nervously.
Yang Ruoqing smiled faintly, "That's a bit. No, it's impossible for me to come to the Taoist temple with Tang Yazi!"
Zhao Damao looked toward the side room in the backyard of the Taoist temple with a troubled face: "You came here specially, but Taoist priest Yuan is not here, so you ran away in vain..."
Yang Ruoqing said: "There is nothing we can do about this."
Since Daochang Yuan is not here, there is no need to stay here for a long time. Yang Ruoqing gave Luo Fengtang a look. Luo Fengtang nodded. The two stood up. Yang Ruoqing had just said goodbye to Zhao Damao. Luo Fengtang, who had not spoken for a long time, suddenly spoke:
"Brother Da Mao, do us a favor."
"Ah? What are you doing? Tang Yazi, just do as you ask." Zhao Damao was a little surprised by Luo Fengtang's opening, and then continued, feeling quite flattered.
Yang Ruoqing also looked at Luo Fengtang in surprise, wondering what help he wanted from Zhao Damao.
What can Zhao Damao do to help?
When Yang Ruoqing was puzzled, Luo Fengtang spoke again: "Brother Da Mao, help us find two amulets or something like that."
amulet?
Zhao Damao was a little overwhelmed and didn't understand why Luo Fengtang made this request.
Zhao Damao would understand if he was asking for something rare.
But Taoist temples are most indispensable for things like amulets.
Husband and wife connected, Yang Ruoqing suddenly understood Luo Fengtang's intention.
This is to bring the amulet back to Mrs. Sun. It doesn't matter whether the amulet is useful or not. The important thing is that bringing this thing back can make Mrs. Sun feel at ease and calm. This is no longer an amulet, but a reassurance.
But, why do you need to bring two of them back? Do you want Sun's left hand and right hand to be divided?
Soon, Zhao Damao ran back from the hall with two more things in his hand.
One is a sachet, which is made of yellow silk with Bagua embroidery on the bottom.
There is also a small Bagua mirror with red silk thread strung at the bottom.
"These two things are enshrined in front of the statue of Taishang Laojun. They are influenced by incense every day and have been blessed." Zhao Damao handed the things to Luo Fengtang with both hands.
Luo Fengtang put it away properly and thanked Zhao Damao.
The husband sang and the wife followed, and Yang Ruoqing naturally agreed and thanked Zhao Damao again, and then the couple left the Taoist temple with the amulet.
"Tangyazi, why do you ask for two?" Yang Ruoqing asked straight to the point on the way.
Luo Fengtang said: "There is another one for my aunt to give her peace of mind."
Yang Ruoqing curled her lips, "Your nephew and son-in-law are so thoughtful!"
It was almost noon when we got home, but Yang Huazhong and the others were not back yet.
"Do you need me to go to Lijiacun to check the situation?" Luo Fengtang asked Yang Ruoqing for his opinion.
Yang Ruoqing thought for a while and shook her head.
"No need, we'll just stick to our original plan," she said.
Luo Fengtang nodded.
"Xiao An came back after buying a lot of things. I went to see if he needed my help to organize the things." He added.
There were a lot of things to do for the banquet, involving all aspects. Yang Huazhong was not at home, Mr. Sun was ill, and it was inconvenient for Old Yang to sit in a wheelchair, so as the eldest brother-in-law, Luo Fengtang felt that he had to go and help.
"It's okay for you to help him. Xiao An is really inexperienced. Things will be messed up by then, and I don't know where to stuff things that are needed temporarily."
With Yang Ruoqing's approval, Luo Fengtang turned around and went to find Xiao An.
Yang Ruoqing, on the other hand, went straight to the backyard to find Mrs. Sun and give her reassurance.
He Lian'er stood by Sun's bedside, holding a bowl in her hand that seemed to be giving her noon medicine.
"Mom, how do you feel after a good sleep?" Yang Ruoqing put her hands behind her back and entered the room with a smile.
Seeing Yang Ruoqing coming over, Sun's eyes glowed with joy, "I feel much more comfortable, and my whole body feels much lighter."
He Lian'er also said to Yang Ruoqing: "After my mother woke up, I boiled two eggs for her to eat."
Mrs. Sun smiled and nodded, "No, in order to dare to recover before Da'an and the others come back, I am still waiting to hold my Fuwa."
"You can't hold Feng'er anymore, right?" Yang Ruoqing asked jokingly.
Feng'er is already over seven years old and will be eight after the Chinese New Year. Sun will definitely not be able to hold such a big child.
"Feng'er must have grown a lot taller. He is about the same age as Da Shunzi. Look at Da Shunzi, he is already taller." Sun added.
He Lian'er smiled and said: "Although I haven't met my nieces and nephews yet, I heard Xiao An mention them often. According to the stature of my brother and sister-in-law, Feng'er's size is definitely not lower than Dashunzi's."
Yang Ruoqing gave He Lian'er a look of approval, "There are no short children in our family. In the future, your Xiaoan's children will definitely be tall and tall. This is what I am saying now."
He Lian'er's face turned red. It was said well by others, but why did the topic suddenly turn to her? so awkward!
He Lian'er lowered her head, her face as red as if she was drunk.
However, Yang Ruoqing's words touched Sun's heart. Sun looked at He Lian'er and beamed with joy, as if her eldest grandson had taken a big step closer to her.
He Lian'er was even more embarrassed by the sight, "Well, I, I'm going to the kitchen first."
Looking at He Lian'er's back as she ran away in a hurry, Sun said, "This girl is so shy."
Yang Ruoqing pursed her lips and smiled, "My teasing words and your appraising eyes are too big. She is a young girl waiting to be married and has a thin skin. It would be strange if she is not scared away!"
