Yang Ruoqing was busy making food, vegetables and noodles for the two children.
"Don't panic, mom is here to help you, one by one, don't knock over the dishes..."
There was laughter and laughter in the dining hall.
Blacksmith Luo told everyone: "Eat more breakfast. Eat two meals today. You have to fill your stomach before you have the strength to climb the mountain."
Tuantuan was already eating noodles. Hearing this, he looked up at Blacksmith Luo and said, "I'm full. I have the strength to climb the mountain."
Yuanyuan looked around nervously and said, "I am stronger than my brother. I don't want adults to hold me, I will walk alone!"
Tuantuan: "I'll go by myself too!"
Yuanyuan: "Whichever needs to be held by an adult is a puppy!"
The whole family was happy when they heard what the two little guys said.
Luo Fengtang looked at the two young sons with relief, and his eyes overflowed with relief.
However, he also asked Yang Ruoqing: "What did the baby say?"
Yesterday, Baby Luo was at home. Zuo Jinling came over to give New Year gifts, and Baby Luo also stayed at home to entertain him.
Later, after Zuo Jingling left, Luo Baobao himself returned to the camp in the mountains.
Because there are still female soldiers in the camp, Hongxiu has been staying there before. The New Year is coming soon, so Luo Baobao has to go over and explain the New Year-related matters.
There are some female soldiers in the camp who can go home to reunite with their families during the Chinese New Year.
But there are still some female soldiers who are not so lucky. Maybe they have a home and cannot return, or maybe they have no home at all and are helpless orphans...
For these female soldiers, the camp is their home and a place where they stay warm in the world.
The New Year is coming, and Baby Luo must go back to the camp to celebrate the New Year with everyone.
"In previous years, she would accompany the female soldiers in the camp and come home from the noon New Year's Eve dinner. It should be similar this year."
"But when I go to the mountains to burn incense and worship my ancestors later, that girl will probably pass by. You should be able to meet her at the intersection."
Luo Fengtang nodded.
After the family finished breakfast, Yang Ruoqing took the two children back to the bedroom to prepare clothes, shoes and cloaks.
Luo Fengtang and Blacksmith Luo were preparing to burn incense and other offerings to their ancestors later.
Wang Cuilian was not busy clearing away the dishes, but followed Yang Ruoqing to Yang Ruoqing's room and was busy giving instructions.
"Qing'er, you go together so that you can take care of the two children. Don't worry about things at home. I'll finish cleaning the dishes and prepare them later."
Kill chickens, fish, chop meat bones, cut meat and so on...
It takes a lot of effort.
However, Wang Cuilian is not afraid of spending time, because there is still a lot of time before the New Year's Eve dinner at night, and there is still time, and mainly because there is no need to cook lunch at noon, and more time can be saved to prepare it.
However, Yang Ruoqing said to Wang Cuilian: "Auntie, don't be too busy fixing some things. When I come back from the mountains to worship my ancestors, we two can fix them together. It will be faster!"
The snow outside has fallen heavier than before, and the ground is gradually turning white.
However, it cannot stop the enthusiasm of reunion.
The two little guys changed their clothes, shoes and socks, put on their hats and cloaks, and got ready to go to the yard of Yang Huazhong's house next door.
What are they here for?
Of course I’m here to meet my friends!
Feng'er and the other little brothers, Niuniu and the other little sisters, all of them are here.
Everyone is running and chasing in the yard, not paying attention to the snowflakes at all!
The adults were too lazy to care about them, because they were all gathered in the yard of Yang Huazhong's house and were busy counting things.
Yang Ruoqing followed Luo Fengtang and Luo Tiejiang into the yard. Seeing so many children in the yard wanting to follow them to the mountain, Yang Ruoqing said to her heart that if her aunt Wang Cuilian were here and saw so many children going, she would definitely feel relieved.
Entering the hall, Yang Ruoqing saw at a glance that Old Yangtou was also sitting in the hall. Moreover, he saw that Old Yangtou was wearing a raincoat on his shoulders and a bamboo hat by his legs. He wore the clothes on his feet for doing rough work outside. When picking up the shoes, Yang Ruoqing guessed that Old Yang Tou also wanted to go up the mountain with the large army to burn incense and worship his ancestors?
Mrs. Liu was also in the crowd. She quietly pulled Yang Ruoqing aside and told Yang Ruoqing in a low voice: "Your father said that he wants to go together and help your elder brother find a piece of land in the mountains. After the New Year, we can go Bring your eldest brother back and bury him.”
Yang Ruoqing nodded.
But the question is, Old Yangtou is not an earthly immortal, does he understand that?
Don’t choose a land poorly at that time, and get a piece of land with bad feng shui, which will not be wonderful!
But Yang Ruoqing would not ask questions about these things. Yang Huazhong, Yang Huaming and Yang Huazhou must all know what she could think of.
If you should ask, they will naturally ask.
In this way, after getting ready, everyone set off to the mountains to burn incense and worship their ancestors.
Old Yangtou walked behind the team with a very ugly expression on his face.
Compared with the joy of the children running in front and reveling in the carnival, the old man really didn't see the slightest bit of festive atmosphere that should be expected during the New Year.
Yang Huazhong and the others, who are caught in the middle, are in these two atmospheres, whether they are smiling or not. So everyone can only continue to remain silent, so this year's atmosphere of going up the mountain to burn incense and worship ancestors is different from previous years, and it is very painful.
But this does not affect Yang Ruoqing at all.
Her attention was mainly on Tuantuan and Yuanyuan.
Seeing the two little guys participating in this folk activity for the first time, and seeing their figures running happily, Yang Ruoqing's eyes were full of joy.
Yang Yongxian's death was entirely his own fault.
She could understand the sadness of Lao Yangtou and the others. After all, the depth of their relationship was different from others.
Sometimes people can empathize with each other's joys and sorrows, while others cannot.
This is not the case with Yang Yongxian. Yang Ruoqing will never be depressed because of Yang Yongxian's death, thus affecting the atmosphere of the Luo family.
However, in order to take care of Lao Yangtou's feelings, she showed the greatest respect for him by not laughing happily in front of him.
The group of people arrived at the ancestral graveyard of the old Yang family. While everyone was placing offerings in front of the ancestors' graves, Old Yang looked around, his eyes wandering back and forth on the graves of Yang Hua'an and Yang Hualin.
Finally, the old man staggered to Yang Hua'an's grave, sat down, raised his old hand like a dead branch, and touched Yang Hua'an's tombstone inch by inch, with tears streaming down his face.
In the old man's mouth, he murmured in tears: "Boss, boss, you have been gone all these years and you haven't taken care of the family at all!"
"Look at your big house, look at Yongxian, what they've become like!"
"Boss, have you seen Yongxian over there?"
"If you see him, tell me something about him. Just say that I was not able to see him off for the last time, nor was he able to give him the last bite of food. If you ask him to reincarnate in the next life, he must be a good person. …”
