Xiaohua had no intention of paying attention to when Mrs. Liu and the others left in the front yard, because her head was completely empty and blank.

After staggering back to his room in the backyard, he didn't deal with the wound on his finger at all. Instead, he curled up on the bed, hugged his knees, and sobbed in a low voice.

It turned out that everything was just her own imagination.

Silk flowers and so on are just a favor from an elder brother to his younger sister.

From the beginning to the end, Da'an brother only regarded her as his sister. It was her who thought too much and thought wrongly.

Now, it was time to wake up from the dream. When she woke up, she found that she was really ridiculous.

For more than a year, I have been living in one person's imagination, worrying about gains and losses.

Wake up, it’s time to wake up...

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With Mrs. Liu's big mouth, the news of Da'an's engagement soon spread throughout Changping Village, and then to surrounding villages.

When everyone met Yang Huazhong, Sun and his wife, and even Yang Ruoqing in the village,

They couldn't help but inquire curiously. The three of them just laughed and said nothing, neither denying nor admitting.

Da'an's marriage was rumored to be more solid by these people, and some even said that Da'an was going to be recruited as his consort.

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"When we have New Year's Eve dinner this year, there are fewer people in our family than in previous years."

In the twelfth lunar month, the sun was warm, Yang Ruoqing said when she and Sun were making salted fish together.

"Da'an is not at home. Ping'er and Huahua went to Yuncheng to find Zhou. Sister Lan'er and Brother Ahao also took their children to their uncle's house in Xiushui Town to celebrate the New Year."

"It's a bit uncomfortable to suddenly miss a few of them." Yang Ruoqing said with a smile.

Sun said: "Me too, but I still need to make more salted fish. Your sister Lan'er likes to eat the dried preserved fish I make."

"I've done enough, mom, don't worry." Yang Ruoqing said.

"The school is also on holiday. When will you and Tang Yazi go to the school and persuade your eldest brother to move back home? The school is so cold, there is no one there day and night." Sun said again.

When it comes to Yang Yongxian, Yang Ruoqing really has a headache.

"Mom, to tell you the truth, Tang Yazi went to the school to play chess with his elder brother again last night. Every time he went back to play chess with his elder brother, he would persuade him to move back." Yang Ruoqing said.

"Then what did your elder brother say?" Mr. Sun stopped what he was doing and asked.

Yang Ruoqing said: "Brother said, it's not bad for him to live in the school like this now. When he comes home and sees that familiar house, he will think of all the bumps and bruises he had with Li Xiuxin in the past, which makes him tired.

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"Eldest brother said that when the New Year is over, he will send He Li's letter to Li Xiuxin. Everyone was busy celebrating the New Year before this year, and we don't want to make everyone unhappy because of his things." She said.

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Mrs. Sun was stunned, "Do you really want to reconcile? You really can't sit down and discuss it carefully?"

Yang Ruoqing shook her head, "Brother said, what should be discussed has been discussed, and what should be retained has been retained. The result is the endless noise in the past year."

"He must be really tired. He doesn't want to spend the rest of his life with Li Xiuxin fighting each other, so he would rather be a bad person for once. After the New Year, wait for Dajie to get married, and wait for Fifth Uncle and the others to move into the new house, then they will divorce!"

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The New Year is here just around the corner.

Every New Year's celebration follows the same procedures and steps. Yang Ruoqing has been here for her ninth year, and she already knows all the customs of this villager's family in celebrating the New Year.

In the past, Yang Ruoqing cooked the New Year's Eve dinner, Wang Cuilian assisted, and Tuoba Xian could concentrate on taking care of the two children.

As for Tang Yazi and Luo Tiejiang, they men have a lot to do.

So everyone performed their duties and worked in an orderly manner.

But this year, Yang Ruoqing had to cook the New Year's Eve dinner alone.

Why?

Because aunt Wang Cuilian is sick.

Speaking of Wang Cuilian's illness, it probably started after she planted wheat during the frost.

At first, her throat felt a little uncomfortable, and she suspected she had caught a cold. She thought it was a minor problem, so without telling Yang Ruoqing and Luo Fengtang, she secretly made some medicinal tea according to the farmer's recipe to drink.

It had some effect at first, but after the twelfth lunar month, maybe because I caught a cold, my throat started to feel itchy again.

But this time, she couldn't hold back the medicinal tea she had drunk before.

I have to cough several times a day, and sometimes I have to cough for a long time after eating a meal.

Blacksmith Luo took Wang Cuilian to Uncle Forbes, who diagnosed her as having fire poison in her body.

In Yang Ruoqing's understanding, this fire poison is inflammation, and it needs to be cured.

Then the cold triggered it even more.

After taking Fu Bo's medicine, her cough was much better. However, the weather had been good these past few days, and Wang Cuilian looked at the Chinese New Year, so she washed her hair and planned to celebrate the Chinese New Year cleanly.

Unexpectedly, I was touched again.

On the night of the 27th of the twelfth lunar month, the area was quiet, and Wang Cuilian stayed in bed all night without daring to cough loudly.

The next day, Blacksmith Luo hurried over to see Yang Ruoqing and Luo Fengtang, and discussed whether this was possible and that they would have to be sent to a medical clinic in the town for a checkup.

So Luo Fengtang and Yang Ruoqing drove Wang Cuilian to the town in a carriage and went directly to the home of the old doctor at Yihechun Medical Center.

The old doctor also made the same diagnosis as Uncle Fu and prescribed some medicine for Wang Cuilian to come back to take.

So how could Yang Ruoqing let Wang Cuilian come over and be bothered by the New Year's Eve dinner?

The oil fumes in the kitchen are spicy and choking, which is even worse for Wang Cuilian's throat.

"Qing'er, let me help you cook New Year's Eve dinner."

As his thoughts wandered, a familiar voice sounded behind him.

It was Luo Fengtang who came over. He strode to the pot and said.

Yang Ruoqing said: "There are so many things in the front yard, just concentrate on helping uncle, I am here!"

Luo Fengtang said: "I'm pretty busy with things in the front yard. I just have some free time right now. I'll help you first. I'll go to the Tutu Temple in the south to burn incense later. My uncle will come and call me."

After saying this, Luo Fengtang skillfully sat down at the mouth of the stove and began to add firewood to the stove.

Yang Ruoqing didn't stop him either. It just so happened that he had to make two dishes that would test the heat right now, so it was just right for him to come over and help.

"I came from the front yard earlier and passed by the door of Auntie's house. I heard her coughing a little bit." Luo Fengtang's somewhat dull voice came from the mouth of the stove.

The firelight illuminated his face, which looked a little solemn.

Yang Ruoqing was kneading meatballs. When she heard this, her hands paused.

"Half an hour ago, when I brought a bowl of gnocchi soup to my aunt, she told me that she slept well last night after taking the medicine from the hospital in town."
Chapter completed!