Chapter 4004: Mid-Autumn Festival

er Zuo was a bit tipsy, so his actions and reactions were a little slow!”Left Junmo awkwardly nodded.Soon, Li Da'er came back and brought sobering soup for Zuo Junmo.Zuo Junmo, however, did not drink....Yang Ruqing ultimately still told her family elders about what happened when she met Da Zhi's older brother and sister-in-law in Qing'an County, as well as Zhang Shulian and Daqiu.

"What Those two actually took one hundred taels out of the two hundred taels you gave them to put in a high-interest loan Are they out of their minds Did they eat bear hearts and leopard gall Or have they gone mad from wanting to get rich"

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Lu Tiejiang was a straightforward person, the first to get angry.

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Yang Huazhong was also furious, "These two people can't use this money to do something practical This is like gambling, there's no difference."

"Those who lend usurious money in our Qingshui Town and Wanghai County, it is said that they are involved in both the black and white worlds. They're so young, their hair hasn't even grown in properly!" he said.

Wang Cuilian said in confusion, "Why doesn't Dashi stop them Isn't their household headed by Dashi"

Mrs. Sun said: "Eight years ago, when Qing'er and Tang brought Dazhi back, they told us about Dazhi's mother and father. Dazhi's mother was probably a weak and indecisive woman."

When a man is alive, the man makes the decisions. When a man dies, the eldest son makes the decisions. But this eldest son, I'm afraid, has soft ears. With his wife whispering in his ear, the one who really calls the shots becomes the daughter-in-law.

Wang Cuilian nodded. "It's most likely like that, which is why they are allowed to run wild. With a whole family renting houses in Yangzhou City, where every inch of land is worth its weight in gold, when the lease expires and they can't afford to renew it, then their whole family will end up on the streets!"

Luofeng Tang's face was stern as he took over the conversation: "It's precisely because the two of them are so reckless that Qing'er and I are even more worried about Zhi'er."

“If it weren't for the busy affairs in my army, I would definitely go to Yangzhou myself. Right now, I can only let Qing'er go alone, but I still don't feel at ease with her going by herself.”

At this point, Luofengtang shifted his gaze to Yang Huazhong and Luo Tijiang.

Yang Huazhong and Lu Tiejiang both spoke up at the same time: "I'll go with Qing'er!"

“I’m going too!”

Luo Fengtang's face relaxed a little, he turned his head and eagerly looked at Yang Ruohui, hoping Yang Ruohui would nod.

And Yang Huazhong and the others were like that, but Yang Ruqing raised her head and said: "I understand your worry, but I can really do it myself."

“Father, you can’t go. The reason is that next month, your older brother is getting married, and the closer it gets to the wedding, the more things there are to do.”

"And my grandmother, she comes to you for advice on everything, so you can't leave."

Yang Huazhong frowned.

Mrs. Sun said, "Qing'er is right. Qing'er's father, you really can't leave. Qing'er's grandfather comes over two or three times a day. Now Li Xiu Xin is about to give birth, and she also comes to you for advice on this matter."

“Qing'er, let your uncle accompany you” Sun Shi said.

The blacksmith, Luo Tiejiang, nodded repeatedly: “I’m free!”

Yang Ruoqing still nodded, saying, "Uncle, you absolutely can't go."

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“I went to Yangzhou, Tang Yazi returned to the barracks, and only my mother, aunt, Xiao Yu, and Baby, a few elderly women and children, were left in this vast courtyard at home. I am not at ease with you and Tang Yazi not being at home.”

Upon hearing this, Luo Tiejiang also fell silent.

"Qinger, I've made up my mind. I'm still going with you to Yangzhou. When we get to Yangzhou and see Dazhi, you can return on your own, and I'll transfer from Yangzhou to Tianhai County!"

In the end, no one, including Yang Ruohua, could stop Luo Fengtang's decision.

Luo Fengtang said, "That's the decision. I'll go back now and write to Generals Zhou and Xie, and have my shadow guard Ye Yi deliver it to Tianhai County day and night."

“In two days it will be the fifteenth day of the seventh lunar month, the Hungry Ghost Festival. Once we have finished paying respects to our ancestors, we will immediately set off for Yangzhou to visit Da Zhi and try to return before the Mid-Autumn Festival in August to attend Dading's wedding!”

Luo Fengtang hadn't spent the Mid-Autumn Festival at home for several years. This year was a rare opportunity, so he planned to celebrate it well.

Every piece of incense paper burned for each ancestor of the Lao Luo family was stamped by him with the Great Seal.

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On the morning of July fifteenth, I knelt by the small kang table, stamping each page with utmost reverence and piety.

The blacksmith was helping on the side, and the two of them worked well together.

While Yang Ruqing was busy in the kitchen preparing sacrificial offerings for burning incense with Wang Cuilian, both of them being old Luo family's daughters-in-law, they had to show off their cooking skills and prepare food to honor their ancestors.

Slaughtering chickens, buying meat, butchering fish...

This year's newly harvested early rice is milled into fragrant rice flour, then mixed with leeks and salted minced meat to make rice flour cakes.

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The family enjoyed a plentiful lunch. After noon, the sun gradually slanted westward, and it wasn't so hot outside.

At this time, everyone carried baskets filled with incense and firecrackers. Big and small bowls were laden with offerings. Lu Tiejiang and Lu Fengtang walked in the front, Wang Cuilian led Lu Baobei in the middle, and Yang Ruqing followed behind. The whole family strode out of the house towards the mountains at the back of the village, radiating an aura of importance.

Other households in the village also came out at this time, including Lao Yang's large group.

Everyone met up on the mountain and were able to walk together for a short while longer before going their separate ways.

The Mid-Autumn Festival is a day to honor deceased relatives, a day to express grief.

Every time I think of those relatives who once lived with me, as close as air and water, now they are separated by life and death, and we will never see each other again in this lifetime...

Thinking about this, adults couldn't help but feel sad, but for children like Luo Baobei who were innocent and hadn't experienced the pain of losing loved ones, the Zhongyuan Festival held about the same significance to them as the Dragon Boat Festival or the Mid-Autumn Festival.

So Luo Baobei was very happy, running excitedly all the way up and down the mountain. He held a bunch of wildflowers he picked in his little hands.

When the incense was almost burned out, a group of people rested in a spacious area halfway up the mountain. They drank some water and caught their breath, preparing to go down the mountain and return to the village.

Luò Bǎobǎo was squatting on a patch of grass nearby, plucking wildflowers. From the side, someone came over and saw Luò Bǎobǎo, calling out to him.

Baby Luo raised his head, saw the person coming, happily stood up and ran towards him, calling out, 'Uncle!'

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That person stroked the soft hair of Luo Bao, and led her hand toward the resting place of the Luo family.

At this time, Yang Ruqing was sitting with Wang Cuilian overlooking the vast fields stretching down the mountainside.

Suddenly, I heard men chatting behind me. Turning around, I saw Mu Zichuan walking over with Luo Babao, greeting Lu Tiejiang and Luo Fengtang.

At first glance of Mu Zichuan, Yang Ruqing's mind suddenly flashed back to the wish card he had hung on the wishing tree at Yinge Temple.

And the words on the prayer amulet, as if by instinct, caused her to hesitate and not take another step forward.

A genius in one second: m. pigs or dogs, it would be better than feeding them to your stinking mouth. Right”In her lighthearted and carefree tone, she held three baskets in her hands. Inside them were eggs, red sugar, meat, an...