Throughout the afternoon, the sound of firecrackers and gongs and drums at the entrance of the ancestral hall never stopped.
The Taoist priest team was busy there, and there were not only the old Yang family members, but also the villagers in the village who had finished lunch and came out to watch the fun.
If you look carefully, you will find that people are gathering in the open space outside, and there is almost no one in the mourning hall except Yang Yongxian's own coffin.
Why is there no one?
The reason is simple, it tastes good!
A few Taoist priests are also very smart, and they all have things stuffed in their noses. These things are their own tricks.
Made of a special kind of leaves, this is the experience and lessons they have gained from dealing with this area for a long time.
They encountered a lot of bad things!
So I had already prepared something for myself, and now it comes in handy!
The sound of firecrackers came one after another, which made Yang Ruoqing and Luo Fengtang a little worried, fearing that these sounds would disturb Baby Luo who was sleeping in the backyard due to physical discomfort.
But it was hard to go there and tell him not to set off the firecrackers, so Yang Ruoqing just hoped that Baby Luo would sleep more deeply and try not to be disturbed by the sound of the firecrackers.
In fact, when the sound reached the Luo family, it was already far away, so it shouldn't be a problem. They just like to worry about it.
Because Yang Ruoqing and Luo Fengtang secretly went to the backyard to peek several times and found that Baby Luo was asleep, and judging from the sound of his breathing, he should be sleeping quite deeply.
Being able to sleep deeply means that the pain in the stomach has subsided a lot. Otherwise, it would be impossible to sleep so deeply.
This is the best result!
As evening approached, the granddaughter-in-laws of Lao Yang's family all went to Yang Huazhong's house to prepare dinner for the night.
At night, in addition to Lao Yang's family, there are also people from the family's in-laws who come to help, and the Taoist priest team all need to eat.
Therefore, at noon, it was conservatively estimated that there were still four tables for people to eat, and among these four tables, the wives who were cooking in the backyard were not included.
Mrs. Sun took the time to come to the Luo family next door and called Yang Ruoqing and Luo Baobao to come over for dinner.
Blacksmith Luo and Luo Fengtang were both there to help, so there was no need to deliberately say hello.
Wang Cuilian and Tuan Yuanyuan were playing there, so she must have known about it.
Mrs. Sun didn't see much of Yang Ruoqing and Baobao Luo all day long, and Mrs. Sun herself was busy taking care of things over there, such as the Tan family, the Jin family, and the new grandson Jun'er in the family...
Fortunately, Xiaohua and other young granddaughter-in-laws took over the cooking chores, otherwise, Mrs. Sun would not have time.
As a result, when Mrs. Sun came to the Luo family and met Yang Ruoqing, she learned about Baby Luo's situation.
Yang Ruoqing said: "I suspect that she was stimulated by the spicy dishes during the lunch banquet."
After the lunch banquet, the chicken, duck, fish, shrimp, eel, loach, and dog meat are all stir-fried with ginger, dried chili, and other aniseed ingredients, because this is the best way to cater to the public's taste.
Luo Baobao is also a child who likes spicy food. It's okay to eat these things normally, but after eating too many of them during this special period, he may have been stimulated.
Mrs. Sun said: "Then what should we do? Such suffering, my poor treasure..."
Yang Ruoqing: "It's okay. I slept for a whole day and drank Ajiao's concoctions. It shouldn't be a big problem."
Ajiao's red dates are warm and won't irritate.
"Mom, go and do your work. The baby and I will not go over to eat at night. When she wakes up later, I will make some millet porridge for her to drink. Maybe it will be better for her health."
After sending Mrs. Sun away, Yang Ruoqing went to the backyard to take a look and found that Baby Luo had just woken up.
"How are you, daughter? Does it still hurt?" Yang Ruoqing asked impatiently.
Luo Baobao sat on the bed and stretched lazily, "Mom, I was sweating all over my head when I slept, and I had a lot of dreams. In the dream, you made me sweet potato desserts. I ate them happily. Got it!"
There was a smile in Yang Ruoqing's eyes, and she brought a handkerchief over to help Baby Luo wipe the sweat from his head. Good guy, it's really hot to sleep in!
"If you want to eat sweet potatoes, I'll cook them for you later," Yang Ruoqing said.
"Before, your mother-in-law came over and asked us to come over for dinner, but I turned her away."
Luo Baobao said: "It's good to push it away. I don't want to eat and drink at night. I'm tired of it."
"How are you doing? Do you still feel pain?"
"It doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt at all. It's like a magical big hand took away the pain from my body!"
After hearing her daughter's words, Yang Ruoqing's heart, which had been hanging for a whole day, finally returned to its original point.
"Qing'er, is my daughter awake?"
Luo Fengtang's voice also sounded at the door, but his voice was very low. Apparently he didn't know that Baby Luo had woken up yet, for fear of disturbing his daughter.
Yang Ruoqing turned towards the door and said, "My daughter is awake, come in!"
Luo Fengtang immediately entered the boudoir. Before he could ask Baobao Luo, Baobao Luo had already started joking with Luo Fengtang.
"Dad, you don't love me anymore. My stomach has been hurting all day long, and you don't even care about me!"
Luo Fengtang froze on the spot.
Yang Ruoqing couldn't help but laugh.
I think you are just joking, girl. Don’t you know that the old father in front of you has been focusing on you all day and night? He even got criticized for not saying a word to Yuanyuan!
Yang Ruoqing deliberately didn't open her mouth to explain to Luo Fengtang. She wanted to see how the old father, who had been worried about him for a long time, would respond to his daughter's playful 'complaint'.
Luo Fengtang asked Luo Baobao: "Daughter, how are you doing now? Are you still in pain?"
Luo Baobao blinked: "Guess."
"Let me guess?" Luo Fengtang looked at Baby Luo, and then laughed a few times in a simple and restrained manner.
"Daughter, your father and I are stupid and can't guess. Just tell him!"
"I am definitely not in pain. If I were in pain, how could I still be sitting like this and joking with you, dad?"
"It doesn't hurt anymore? It really doesn't hurt anymore?"
Luo Fengtang still didn't believe it, and turned his questioning eyes to Yang Ruoqing.
Yang Ruoqing nodded with a smile, "It really doesn't hurt anymore. If it hurts, just lie down and ouch ouch."
Luo Fengtang finally breathed a sigh of relief.
He nodded repeatedly.
Luo Fengtang asked Yang Ruoqing again for confirmation: "I met my mother-in-law earlier, and she said you don't plan to go over for dinner at night?"
Yang Ruoqing nodded: "It's too greasy and spicy, not suitable for us two."
Luo Fengtang said: "It's okay if you don't go there at night, just stay at home where it's warm." M..
Then he said to Luo Baobao: "Daughter, if you want to eat something at night, tell your mother and ask your mother to make it for you."
Luo Baobao raised his eyebrows: "Why does it have to be my mother? What if I want to eat the food you cooked?"
Luo Fengtang was stunned again, then scratched his head in embarrassment, and said with a complacent smile: "Your father is clumsy, he is afraid that what he makes will not be to your liking..."
