Chapter 4244: Who To Talk To?
ll you the truth about her so you know what kind of woman your wife really is.""This one hundred taels of silver is what we lent you for your business. If you have a clear conscience, you should know...The old blacksmith, Luo, took off the pipe hanging from his waist and sat down on a nearby stone. He puffed away, exhaling rings of smoke as he gazed at the sky and then at his grandchildren pulling weeds in the distance. He muttered to himself, "Lao Er ah, you left too early. If you could live to see this, with so many grandchildren and a prosperous family, you would surely be delighted!"
“Back then, it was you who brought back Tang YaZi, bringing hope to our old Luo family.”
“Down below, you have to bless our children and grandchildren with peace and safety. If you need anything over there, give my brother a dream, and I'll burn some paper for you!”
"If you feel lonely and want a wife, don't be shy, just dream of Big Brother like this, I'll make you a plump wife."
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"Don't expect two to coexist, there cannot be two tigers in one mountain, especially two tigresses."
"The men in our Lao Luo family are meant to be faithful. Once you marry a woman, you give her your whole heart and soul!"
“Oh, by the way, your sister Da-e is doing well too. Let's not talk about Zhou Xia, that girl has no heart. Thankfully, your nephew Zhou Wang is sensible and filial.”
“If you have a kind heart, please also bless Zhou Wang and the others..."
"Brother, what is Grandfather mumbling about all by himself" Luo Bao bumped Chen'er's arm and whispered curiously.
Chen'er raised her head to glance at Luò Tiějiàng, then withdrew her gaze.
"The grandpa was telling the second grandpa lying in the grave his heart-to-heart words." he whispered.
"Ah" Luo Baobei widened her eyes in even greater surprise, and she couldn't help but stare at the tombstone.
"Brother, can grandpa hear that" she asked again.
As for this question, Chen'er really can't answer it.
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“This...I don't know either, it should be audible!” Chen’er said.
"So, can you hear it or not" Luo Baobei's stubborn personality flared up again as she pressed for an answer.
Yang Ruqing softly replied, "As long as your heart is sincere, you will definitely be able to hear it."
"Really" Luo Baobei looked up at Yang Ruqing.
Yang Ruqing nodded. "Truly."
Then Luò Bǎobǎo said, "I also have some things I want to say to the Second Grandfather."
Yang Ruqing said, "You can just say it in your heart, Grandpa Er definitely can hear it."
Luo Baobei nodded happily, then closed her eyes. Her little hands, which had been digging in the dirt, were clasped together in front of her chest, and she looked devoutly as if she was praying silently.
Everyone stood in silence once more before Lao Er's grave. At this time, the sound of firecrackers echoed from all directions, near and far.
Apparently, everyone is busy paying their respects to their ancestors.
“Grandpa, is it almost done” Luo Baobei asked, looking up at Luo Tiejiang.
A child's nature is that they are new to something, but after a while they get bored and want to go somewhere else.
It's especially cold here, with the mountain wind blowing intermittently.
The blacksmith nodded. “Okay, let’s go back. It’s almost noon. We still have to be busy pasting couplets when we get back!”
Everyone headed back and ran into the people from Lao Yang's family on the way.
This year, as usual, Lao Yang led the way, followed by a large group of Lao Yang's children and grandchildren. They marched forward in great numbers.
The Yang family has excellent genes. The men are all tall and handsome, especially Da'an, who is a dashing top scholar, and Xiao'an, a valiant soldier.
And Yang Huaming and Yang Huazhou are also American uncles. This family of men walking together is truly impressive.
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Everyone here always gets into the habit of resting here for a while, catching up with each other. The men gather together and smoke pipes.
Moreover, because today is the Lunar New Year's Eve, when we meet each other, we are all extra polite than usual.
At this time, the virtues of respecting the elderly and loving the young, and treating each other with courtesy, were suddenly brought to light.
So sometimes Yang Ruqing would get bored and couldn't help but fantasize, what if on such a festive occasion, some poor person took the opportunity to come and borrow money from everyone I bet these smiling faces and polite greetings would vanish immediately.
Give you a smiling face, a lot of meat, if you really want to borrow money, it will hurt the feelings.
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Haha, talking about love hurts feelings, and talking about feelings hurts money, so no matter what, people need to rely on themselves.
"Mother, I have something to discuss with you." Chen'er suddenly came up beside Yang Ruqing, her voice not very loud.
Yang Ruoqing was surprised, then immediately guessed that Chen'er must be talking about the time to return to Donghai
"Son, whenever you want to return to the East Sea, your parents will support you." She looked at Chen'er gently, and said.
But Chen'er shook her head. "Mother, that's not what I wanted to say."
"What's that" Yang Ruqing asked.
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Chen'er lowered her eyelashes slightly, then said: "I want to talk about Uncle Zichuan."
“What’s wrong with your Uncle Zichuan” Yang Ruqing asked again.
"Chen'er said, 'I originally wanted to discuss matters with my parents two days ago, but some things delayed me.'"
“I want to discuss with my parents whether we can invite Uncle Zichuan to have a big meal at our house He is really lonely living alone, and the two servants at home won't be back until after the fourth day of the lunar new year.”
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Yang Ruqing looked at Chen'er, sighing in her heart that this child was truly kind.
"Mother, can we not" Chen'er asked again.
Perhaps seeing Yang Ruoheng's lack of response, Chen'er felt a little uneasy.
"Yang Ruqing came back to her senses and looked at him with love, praising him: 'My son is really a kind and considerate person. He's so heartwarming. If your Uncle Zi Chuan heard these words, he would definitely be very pleased.'"
From Yang Ruoqing's voice, Chen'er caught some clues.
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His unease instantly vanished, and his eyes lit up a few degrees.
"Mother, then you mean, you agreed" he asked.
Yang Ruqing smiled and said, "Of course Mother is happy to agree. Actually, your father and I had discussed this a while ago. Your father even went to find Uncle Zichuan privately to talk about it, hoping he would come over and celebrate the New Year with us this year, but Uncle Zichuan declined our invitation."
"Why" Chen'er was a little puzzled.
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Yang Ruqing reached out and pulled Chen'er over, making him sit beside her. She then gently placed her hand on Chen'er's shoulder. The mother and son sat together affectionately.
"Your Uncle Zichuan declined, as we both expected," she continued.
“Because in our Mengniushan, even the whole Wanghai County, or even within the entire Qi state, there is a custom.”
"Your Uncle Zichuan is currently observing filial piety in the countryside for your grandmother, so during festivals and especially on New Year's Eve, the house cannot be left cold with no cooking."
"So, your dad has to cook at home by himself. But, after we finish our meal, you and your sister should first go to visit your grandparents and Uncle Yang's family and their grandparents, then you can go to visit your cousin Zichuan's family for New Year's greetings. Stay with him until the end of the night." Yang Ruqing said.
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