Chapter 1896: Burning Incense and Visiting Graves

these sons-in-law and granddaughters all have their own plans. They are a bunch of ungrateful white-eyed wolves, heartless and despicable things!With this whole basket of cabbages, I crouched by the w...“My mother, she waited for him for over twenty years. For him, she remained unmarried her whole life, living alone.”

Yang Ruqing stared blankly at Luofeng Tang, listening to his every word, her heart growing heavy.

Yeah, it's understandable that Luo Fengtang would resent his estranged father. I wouldn't forgive him easily either in his position.

How many twenties does a woman have

The most beautiful years of life are spent waiting and being lonely, and enduring the torment of searching for a son.

Once upon a time, there was hope. Again and again, it was followed by disappointment.

"Tang Yazi, this is a feud between the older generations. We younger ones should not get involved too much." Yang Ruoqing advised.

"Hypothetically speaking, let's say, just for the sake of argument, that your father came back one day."

"Do you admit it, or not We'll respect your mother's wishes." she added.

Luo Fengtang furrowed his brows, looking conflicted.

Yang Ruqing raised her hand and gently smoothed out the frown lines on his forehead.

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"Alright, those matters are still too early to discuss. Right now, the most important thing is for us to get some sleep. Otherwise, we won't have the energy tomorrow to help your father choose a burial site." she urged.

Luo Fengtang nodded lightly, pulled the quilt over them, and they fell asleep in each other's arms.

During the Qingming Festival, rain falls incessantly. On the road, pedestrians seem to be heartbroken.

To ask where the wine shop is, / The shepherd boy points to the village of apricot blossoms.

As it is Qingming Festival again this year, the originally pleasant weather turned gloomy with light drizzle over these two days.

Perhaps it was Heaven's mercy upon the living's remembrance of the departed. A soft drizzle fell, wetting hair and clothes.

Suddenly, a trace of melancholy filled the world.

After breakfast, Lao Tiejiang arrived and discussed with Luofengtang in the main hall about going up the mountain later to burn incense and choose a grave.

Yang Ruohong was with Madam Wang Cuilian, preparing the offerings to be presented to Old Luo's ancestors in the kitchen.

Sticky rice balls, braised fatty pork, red dates, pastries, and a pot of turbid wine.

When everything was ready, Yang Ruqing went back into the house to change her shoes and brought out a few raincoats and hats for Lu Tiejiang and Lu Fengtang.

Luo Fengtang saw Yang Ruqing wearing a hat herself and was surprised.

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"The weather is bad, you shouldn't go this year," he said.

Yang Ruqing said, "Once a year, nothing can stop us."

Luo Fengtang's eyes lit up with gratitude, and she nodded vigorously.

The blacksmith Luo Tiejiang, who was standing nearby, also secretly admired her. What a good daughter-in-law she was!

Wang Cuilian also wanted to go, but she was stopped by Lu Tiejiang.

“Your waist twinged a couple of days ago, you shouldn't go climbing mountains or anything like that. It might get worse again.” the man said.

Wang Cuilian said, "Qinger is a junior, and she's going. As a senior, I must go too, otherwise it would be disrespectful. Our ancestors would blame me."

The blacksmith Luo said, "Our Luo family ancestors have always been reasonable and understanding, they wouldn't blame you."

Yang Ruqing also said, "Auntie, my mother-in-law hasn't been feeling well these past few days, and she still needs you to stay at home to take care of the baby. You don't need to go."

"I'll explain it to you from our ancestors," she said.

Wang Cuilian gratefully said, "Qing'er, please kowtow a few more times for me."

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Yang Ruqing smiled, "Okay, Grandma, don't worry."

Wang Cuilian said, "Then you go ahead. I'll take care of the baby at home. Don't worry."

In the mountains behind the village, although raindrops were falling from the sky, it couldn't stop everyone's enthusiasm for going up the mountain to sweep their ancestors' tombs.

This era is very respectful of tradition.

Whether one is an official of high rank or a common peddler.

Every year on Qingming Festival, people go to sweep the tombs of their ancestors.

The imperial court, government offices, schools, and shops and restaurants on the streets will all be closed for the day.

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Look, even Tanhua Lang Mu Zi Chuan, who hasn't come back even during the Chinese New Year, has come all the way from the capital with his mother, Liu, a widow.

As we stopped to rest in a clearing on the mountaintop, we happened upon Yang Ruqing and Luofeng Tang.

"Hey, isn't that Kozumi"

Yang Ruqing unscrewed the water bottle she brought, just about to take a sip when she suddenly saw someone walking up the hillside below.

His eyebrows and eyes were delicately shaped, with a refined and handsome appearance.

A single blue robe on him unexpectedly gave off a celestial and ethereal feeling.

Following her lead, Luò Fēng Táng also saw it.

"Sure enough, it's Zichuan!" Luofengtang said, and the two quickly got up and walked quickly over there.

"Zichuan, I heard the aunts doing laundry by the pond this morning say that you were coming back. I thought they were just guessing, but I didn't expect you to really come back!" Yang Ruqing greeted Mu Zichuan first.

Mú Zǐchuān climbed the hillside, his breath ragged. But at this moment, seeing Yáng Ruòqíng standing before him, he took a deep breath and forced himself to breathe evenly.

"Qing'er, Fengtang brother, Zichuan thanks you both."

He shook his sleeves, clasped his hands into fists, and bowed to the couple before him.

Yang Ruqing was stunned, and she exchanged glances with Luofeng Tang. In his eyes, she saw the same thing.

She smiled immediately.

She patted Mu Zi Chuan's arm and said, "Hey, I'm saying, Zi Chuan, since we're all together like this, don't put on that formality from outside, okay All stiff and pretentious, it makes me feel really awkward."

Mù Zǐchuan was stunned for a moment, then lowered his hands and smiled a little embarrassedly.

“Used to it...” he said.

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Luo Fengtang chuckled amiably and said to Mu Zichuan, "It's alright, alright. Do whatever you like."

"By the way, Zichuan, when are you coming back" Luofengtang asked again.

Mu Zichuan said, "I set off a month ago and arrived at the village this morning."

"Then you came back specially to visit the grave"

Mu Zi Chuan nodded, gazing towards the direction of the Mu family ancestral graves. A trace of reminiscence and sadness flashed in his eyes.

"Yes," he said in a low voice.

Last year, due to my busy work schedule, I couldn't take time off to return home for the Lunar New Year and pay my respects to our ancestors. As a son and descendant, I feel deeply guilty. This trip is specifically to visit their graves. I hope that our ancestors, as well as my late father, will forgive me, this unfilial descendant, in the afterlife.

Seeing his sorrowful and self-reproachful expression, Yang Ruohua and Luofengtang exchanged glances again.

I'm really worried he'll cry on stage.

Yang Ruqing hurriedly changed the subject: "Well, Zi Chuan, you're back. Where's my mother-in-law Has she come back yet"

Although she has been accepted as his godmother under strong insistence from Liu's widow,

But when facing Mu Zichuan, Yang Ruohua really couldn't bring herself to say "older brother."

Hearing Yang Ruohong's question, Mu Zichuan also adjusted his grief-stricken mood and said, "I originally wanted to keep my mother in the capital for a while longer, but my mother insisted on coming back."

Yang Ruqing was delighted.

"Mother-in-law is back That's good, that's good. After sweeping the graves, I'll go see her!" she said.

Mu Zi Chuan smiled faintly: "It's nice that you have this thought. On my behalf, let me thank your mother first."

He pretended to bow, and was about to do so when Yang Ruoqing raised his arm.tfit look like that of a well-to-do housewife"Yang Ruqing also seriously took a look at Yang Rulan, and then nodded: "Like, still a pretty and clever daughter-in-law."Yang Ruolan nodded, finding some...