The weather in early winter was originally fine, but after just one night, when I got up the next day, it was overcast and the north wind was blowing.

"Today, the baby took a day off from school and stopped studying. In the morning, I took her with me to burn incense and kowtow to her Ganga Po."

While cooking in the kitchen in the morning, Yang Ruoqing talked to Wang Cuilian.

Wang Cuilian said: "This is Mother Zichuan's Wuqi. It's right for you to take the baby with you to burn incense. I think it's windy today. When the baby gets up later, remember to let her wear more clothes."

Yang Ruoqing smiled and nodded: "Don't worry, I've prepared a thin cotton-padded jacket for her. It's almost enough to wear under her clothes."

Wang Cuilian said again: "Is there someone coming from his uncle's house in Zichuan today?"

Yang Ruoqing nodded again, "She should be coming over, after all, my godmother is the 'Wu Qi'!"

The first seven days, the fifth seven days, and the seventh seven days are all relatively cautious days in the funeral customs in the Mianniu Mountain area.

According to legend, after the May 7th Festival, the souls of deceased relatives can no longer go home to see their missing relatives in the Yang world. They must either reincarnate or move to the underworld.

Therefore, the May 7th day is equivalent to a formal farewell ceremony, so it should be treated with caution. Relatives and friends will also come on this day, and everyone will gather together to send the souls away.

Yang Ruoqing, as Zichuan Niang's adopted daughter, would definitely go there today, and she would also take her children with her.

In the morning, she carried a basket containing incense and candle offerings as well as paper coins that she had cut by hand two days ago. Then she took Baby Luo with her into the village and went to Lao Mu's house to wait for the gathering.

Lao Mu's house, which had been deserted for nearly a month, had another little bustle today.

Not only did Yang Ruoqing and her daughter come over, but Mrs. Sun and Aunt Bao Suyun Guihua Dayun also came over spontaneously.

This is their friendship with women like Zichuan Niang, so I came to give them a ride.

In addition, there were Mu Zichuan's two uncles and several cousins. The men were talking with Mu Zichuan at the table in the main room, discussing how to go up the mountain to burn incense later.

Mu Zichuan's two cousins ​​​​sat beside his two aunts drinking tea and saying some sad words of remembrance.

Looking at Liu Doukou again, he was cooking with two servants in the kitchen to make sacrifices. When he saw Yang Ruoqing and her daughter coming, Liu Doukou stuck his head out of the kitchen, said hello, and then went to the main room.

shouted.

"Cousin, please come out to receive me. Sister Qing'er is here with her niece." Liu Doukou shouted.

After shouting, he said to Yang Ruoqing: "Sister Qing'er, please sit in your room. I'm still busy cooking 'daughter-in-law porridge' for my mother-in-law, so I'm neglecting you."

This is completely treating herself as the mistress of the old Mu family...

Yang Ruoqing nodded: "You are busy with your business, we will go in first." Then, she took Luo Baobao into the main room.

At the door of the main room, I met Mu Zichuan Kabutomian who came out to greet him.

Looking up suddenly, Yang Ruoqing thought she had recognized the wrong person.

The Muzichuan in front of him was wearing linen mourning clothes, with a haggard look on his face, his eyes were bloodshot, and green stubble appeared around his mouth.

This really has nothing to do with elegance or elegance.

At best, we can only say that this is a man with very handsome features, especially the beard, which instantly makes him look like an uncle.

"I haven't seen you for ten days. It's like you're a different person. I almost didn't recognize you."

Yang Ruoqing looked at him and couldn't help but sigh.

A bitter smile appeared on Mu Zichuan's face, and he said: "I have been staying behind closed doors during this period, concentrating on keeping filial piety for my mother at home, reminiscing about the past, and naturally I have no intention of doing anything else to make you laugh.

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Yang Ruoqing shook her head and could only squeeze out one sentence: "The deceased is gone. The living should be kind to themselves, express their condolences and accept the change!"

Mu Zichuan nodded, his eyes falling on Luo Baobao next to Yang Ruoqing.

Every time he saw this beautiful and clever little girl, he would think of Yang Ruoqing's appearance when she was a child...

"The baby is here too? It's really rare. Your Gangapo spirit in heaven will be happy to see you kowtow to her too." Muzichuan raised his hand and gently stroked Baby Luo's head and said, with love in his eyes.

Luo Baobao raised his head and looked at Mu Zichuan, and said seriously: "Ganga Po loves me so much that she made me a lot of shoes and clothes. I must come to see her off on her last journey."

Mu Zichuan nodded, his eyes couldn't help but turn a little red, "Okay, okay, you are such a sensible and good boy, and Uncle Zichuan is very pleased."

Seeing that Mu Zichuan's eyes were red and tears were about to come out, Baby Luo stood up on tiptoes.

Seeing her approaching on tiptoes, Mu Zichuan, although he didn't know what the little girl was going to do, instinctively leaned down to meet her.

The little girl raised her sleeves and gently wiped Mu Zichuan's face, "Uncle Zichuan, please don't be sad anymore. I often hear my grandparents say that people should look forward, as good days are still to come..."

This old man's tone...

Yang Ruoqing and Mu Zichuan were both stunned for a moment. Yang Ruoqing was a little confused about whether to laugh or cry. How could this child hear everything? Moreover, he had learned how to speak like an adult. It seemed that he had to be more careful when speaking in the future.

Muzichuan, on the other hand, was amused by Luo Baobao's childlike but mature words, and his sad mood was relieved a little.

"Baobao is right, good times are ahead," he said.

Luo Baobao said seriously: "Uncle Zichuan, promise me not to cry anymore?"

Muzichuan nodded.

"Then let's check it out?" Luo Baobao asked tentatively, and stretched out one of his delicate and cute little fingers like jade.

Muzichuan was stunned for a moment, and then he also stretched out his fingers, hooked the big and small fingers together, and then lightly touched the two thumbs together. In this way, an agreement was reached.

Yang Ruoqing was also very pleased to see that Baby Luo was so capable of making Mu Zichuan happy.

However, this scene that seems warm and loving to others is so dazzling in someone's eyes.

Yes, that person is Liu Doukou.

Liu Doukou had just made the porridge and was excitedly about to call Mu Zichuan over to the kitchen to see the fruits of her labor, but she saw Mu Zichuan and Luo Baobao holding hands.

And he also saw Yang Ruoqing standing aside and watching with a smile.

"Miss, what are you looking at?" The maid behind her couldn't help but ask when she saw Liu Doukou standing motionless at the door for a long time.

Liu Doukou frowned and said: "Look over there, I have never seen my cousin be so kind to anyone, touching his head and making ticks. To the daughter of Yang Ruoqing's family, he seems to be a different person.

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