The old man greeted Yang Ruoqing with a smile: "Girl, thank you so much for rescuing us."

When the old man spoke, his accent was clearly not from this area.

Yang Ruoqing also smiled and replied: "I'm sorry, uncle, it's not easy for everyone to be away from home during the twelfth lunar month."

When the old man heard this, he felt that this girl was not very old, but she spoke generously and appropriately.

"Little girl, my surname is Yan. She comes from Daliao, a neighboring country to the north of Qi. She is a businessman who makes mountain furs."

"Oh!" Yang Ruoqing smiled and nodded again.

An old man and a young man followed the convoy slowly entering the city and walked through the city gate.

He came to the edge of the main street in the city and stood still again.

The old man said to Yang Ruoqing: "Excuse me for asking, is the accent I just heard the girl speaking from coming from the Changping Village area of ​​Qingshui Town?"

Yang Ruoqing opened her eyes wide: "Yes, I am from Changping Village. Uncle, do you know our Changping Village?"

The old man surnamed Yan nodded and smiled, as if a trace of reminiscence appeared on his weather-beaten face.

He stroked his white beard and nodded gently: "In the early years, there was a famine over there, and I once lived here."

"That's it." Yang Ruoqing also nodded.

"I haven't been to Changping Village in decades. My memory is blurred and I'm afraid I can't find my way there. I would like to ask the girl how to get there?" the old man asked again.

Yang Ruoqing said: "It just so happens that I am going back to the village today. If I am willing, I can go with me."

The old man said: "I have just entered your county after a long journey. I plan to rest here for a few days and make some arrangements. I will visit the county magistrate before setting off for Changping Village."

Yang Ruoqing thought for a moment, "Then let me tell you the approximate route..."

In a few words, I gave an overview.

The old man nodded with gratitude on his face.

He wanted to invite Yang Ruoqing and Li Daer to have lunch, but Yang Ruoqing declined.

The old man said: "Then let's part ways with the girl for now. In a few days, you can go to the village and visit her again."

Yang Ruoqing smiled and said: "I don't dare to visit. I'm here in Changping Village and just come to my house as a guest."

"Easy to say, easy to say."

…

Changping Village.

When Yang Ruoqing's carriage was approaching the door of her yard, she heard the sound of firecrackers coming from the village in the distance.

It's only the 14th day of the twelfth lunar month, and there's only half a month before the Chinese New Year. Why are there firecrackers?

Farmers like to get married on New Year's Day, and they also have to set off firecrackers.

But the wedding day is usually chosen after the age of 20.

Why?

The purpose is to collect some of the leftover meat and vegetables from the wedding banquet for entertaining guests and reserve them for the New Year.

This is called killing two birds with one stone, attacking both sides.

I'm only fourteen now, why are we setting off firecrackers?

And from this sound, it sounds like there is more to the firecracker than just one firecracker. What happy event has happened?

Yang Ruoqing guessed as she drove the carriage into the yard.

At home, none of the children from Daan and Xiaoan are present.

Yang Huazhong is not here either.

Yang Ruoqing searched the front and back yards, and finally found Mrs. Sun in the kitchen.

"Ah, Qing'er is back? You haven't eaten yet? Mommy will heat up the food!"

Mrs. Sun was washing the pots and dishes. She obviously didn't know that Yang Ruoqing would be home today. The family had already had lunch.

Yang Ruoqing stood by the pot table drinking tea and watching Mrs. Sun make egg fried rice for her.

"Mom, who is doing what in the village? Why are they setting off such loud firecrackers?" she asked.

Mrs. Sun paused for a moment while holding the spatula, and then said: "Oh, it's Lao Mu's house!"

"Mu Zichuan passed the exam and is back from Changhuaizhou."

"At his grandmother's side, the town's security chief and the village leaders are all here. I heard that people from Changhuaizhou, Qing'an County and Wanghai County are all here."

"Many people in the village have also gone to express their congratulations. We are setting off firecrackers now. I'm afraid the luncheon will begin!" Mrs. Sun said.

Yang Ruoqing suddenly realized.

After ten years of being cold and no one asked, he became famous all over the world in one fell swoop.

Mu Zichuan, his hard work in the past years has begun to bear fruit.

Yang Ruoqing turned around and looked around, then asked Sun, "Why didn't you see my dad? Could it be that he also went to congratulate and have a banquet?"

Sun said: "I asked your uncle Chang Geng to take the money to congratulate you. I didn't go to the banquet."

"We've all paid for it, why don't we go have a banquet?" Yang Ruoqing asked with a smile.

Mrs. Sun said: "Your father called me to the old house. He said he had something to discuss, but he still hasn't come home yet."

"Oh." Yang Ruoqing nodded.

I also want to go to the old house to see what kind of scheme Old Yangtou summoned Yang Huazhong to come up with.

It just so happened that the egg fried rice was out of the pot at this moment.

"Come on, eat this egg fried rice quickly, I'm sure I'll be starving after this trip!"

Sun said, taking the chopsticks and bowl and placing them on a small table nearby.

Yang Ruoqing smelled the fragrance and her stomach growled.

Take another look at Sun’s egg fried rice.

The white rice, one by one, and the eggs were fried into small pieces of egg flakes.

Golden yellow.

The two are intertwined together, giving people a pleasing feeling.

Coupled with a little bit of chopped green onion foam for garnish, the visual impact will be overwhelming and the taste will be out of control!

She sat down on the small stool, grabbed her chopsticks and took a bite of egg fried rice in her mouth.

Mrs. Sun knew that she didn't eat lard very much, and the egg fried rice was ground with rapeseed newly harvested at home this year.

The old-fashioned mill produces rapeseed oil with a particularly mellow aroma.

The fried egg fried rice has an endless aftertaste.

Mrs. Sun took out two more dishes of side dishes from the cupboard.

One plate is home-pickled spicy radish strips, and the other plate is sweet dried tofu.

Yang Ruoqing's eyes suddenly lit up.

Eat with gusto.

It feels like, if this person is hungry, he will be full of energy whatever he eats.

When you are full, you are satisfied with everything.

Mrs. Sun sat aside and watched her eat with a smile. There was a smile in the woman's eyes.

"After eating, drink a few sips of hot tea, sit in the kitchen for a while before going out, and don't drink the cool breeze." The woman did not forget to warn her.

Soon, the bowl of rice was gone.

Yang Ruoqing burped, touched her belly, and let out a sigh of relief.

Mrs. Sun took her empty bowl and chopsticks and went to the pot to wash them.

Yang Ruoqing held a tea bowl and stood by the pot and watched. After a while, Yang Huazhong came back.

"father!"

Yang Ruoqing called to him.

The man walked with his head bent, as if thinking about something in his mind.

Hearing Yang Ruoqing's voice, he suddenly raised his head.

"Hey, my daughter's house is here?"

Surprise showed on the man's face, he strode to the pot and raised his hand to touch Yang Ruoqing's head.

"Have you eaten?" he asked.

Yang Ruoqing nodded: "Mom just made egg fried rice for me to eat."

"Well, just eat it." The man nodded.

At this time, Mrs. Sun asked him from the side: "Is there something urgent for our father to call you over?"
Chapter completed!