"Have you really seen a ghost?" Yang Huazhong asked in shock, his face a little pale.

Yang Ruoqing nodded, "It's absolutely true, but I'm not afraid at all."

Yang Huazhong looked at his daughter. This daughter was as capable as if she was not born by him.

Yang Ruoqing had no intention of trying to figure out what Yang Huazhong was thinking about at the moment, so she continued: "Dad, that old woman looks so familiar to me, as if I've seen her before, especially that hunchback, which is really bent to the ground.

"

After hearing this, Yang Huazhong also started thinking...

Blacksmith Luo said: "There is no need to think about it. The old lady with a hunchback is an old lady from Yujia Village. She married from our village and was the sister adopted by Lao Jiangtou's family."

From Yujia Village?

Yang Ruoqing suddenly remembered.

"Do you live in front of Yu Jinbao's house?" she asked.

Blacksmith Luo said: "It seems so. The old lady's natal family is from our Changping Village, and she later married into Yujia Village. When the plague broke out that year, she seemed to have also contracted the plague and died."

Yang Ruoqing touched her palm, "No wonder it looks familiar to me. When He'er married into Yu Jinbao's house in Yujia Village, I went there a few times and met the old lady. She even talked to me."

"I was surprised when I saw her hunchback. How could she be eating and sleeping with her hunchback like that? Yes, it's her. I thought she looked familiar!"

Liu Dixian suddenly asked: "Was Mrs. Jiang's man burned to death by fire?"

Yang Huazhong and Blacksmith Luo were stunned for a moment when they were asked. Yang Huazhong said, "I don't know. That old lady Jiang is from the same generation as my parents. I really don't know much about them. You have to ask me."

My parents and the others."

"Sir, why do you ask that?" Yang Huazhong asked again.

Liu Dixian said: "Because I see that the will-o'-the-wisp on the old man's head is different from other fires. It is the unique fire of people who have been burned to death."

"Is there any old man in this neighborhood who was burned to death by fire?" Liu Dixian asked again.

Yang Huazhong and Blacksmith Luo shook their heads again, "I've never heard of it!"

Liu Dixian didn't speak any more, with a look of deep thought on his face.

Unknowingly, it was almost two o'clock in the morning and Yang Ruoqing yawned.

Looking at Yang Huazhong and Luo Tiejiang, they both had dark circles under their eyes, but Liu Dixian was still in high spirits.

"Sir, I can't stand it any longer. I have to go back to the house and go to bed. It's late at night, sir, why don't you go to bed earlier?" Yang Ruoqing said with a smile.

Liu Dixian said: "I have to go back to my house to rest. Everyone, please leave."

Although she went to a tree at night and experienced that, Yang Ruoqing fell asleep as soon as she lay down on the bed without having a single dream, and she slept until after breakfast the next day.

When having breakfast, I found that Blacksmith Luo and Liu Dixian were not there.

Wang Cuilian said: "Mr. Liu went back early in the morning. Your uncle sent him off. It took them two sticks of incense to leave."

"Mr. Liu is such a hot-tempered person that he went back without even eating breakfast," Yang Ruoqing said.

Lift up your chopsticks and eat breakfast.

For breakfast today, I cooked glutinous rice and red bean porridge, and made glutinous rice balls with millet and bean paste. However, the glutinous rice balls were not boiled in water, but fried in an oil pan.

In addition, there are also steamed dumplings with mushrooms, green vegetables and vermicelli, and steamed dumplings with chives and eggs.

"Qing'er, eat more, you'll be full!" Wang Cuilian said as she helped bring the food to the small table next to the pot.

Yang Ruoqing smiled: "Auntie, your cooking skills are so good. If you eat like this, I will gain five or six pounds in less than half a month!"

Wang Cuilian smiled lovingly: "It's better to be fatter. My daughter's face is round and her butt is round. People who are fatter have good complexion and can withstand aging."

"Look at those thin people, they look like they fall over when the wind blows. It's heart-wrenching. Moreover, if they are too thin, wrinkles tend to form at the corners of their eyes, which makes them look older. It's not good or bad. Only those who are fat are blessed."

Yang Ruoqing couldn't laugh or cry.

"Auntie, I just raised my head, and you just told me so many truths at once, haha, I'll eat, I'll eat!" she said.

Wang Cuilian smiled, "It's right to eat. It's a blessing to be able to eat. You eat first, and I'll go to the chicken coop in the backyard to pick up eggs. I found that this year's batch of chickens has an old hen that lays double-yolk eggs. I have to

Save all the double yolk eggs and give them to the baby later..."

In the morning, Yang Ruoqing came to the old house to see Zhao Liuer and Zhao Liuer's little daughter.

The sun is shining brightly, and the little guy is almost half a year old. He has been raised by Zhao Liuer until he is fat and plump. He is still a little heavy when he holds him in his arms.

"Qing'er, I will take Hong'er and Xiao Niuniu back to my parents' house to stay for a while in a few days. I will come back after the Dragon Boat Festival." Zhao Liu'er told Yang Ruoqing.

Yang Ruoqing was teasing little Niuniu with the rattle in her hand. When she heard this, she couldn't help but ask: "Where is my third brother?"

Zhao Liuer said: "He stays at home to make money. It's spring, and the transport team and herb collection team are busy. How can I let him stay with our three mothers and delay making money!"

Yang Ruoqing smiled, "If you go back to your parents' home, who will help you take care of the children?"

Zhao Liuer said: "My aunt has already agreed."

"My eldest brother has to go to work during the day. He leaves early and comes home late. When he comes back from work in the evening, my aunt will move over to live with us for a while."

Yang Ruoqing nodded: "Well, that's not bad. Your eldest brother must be thinking about the children. It's okay for you three to go back and stay for a while. When the Dragon Boat Festival comes, the herb collection team and the transportation team will also have a day off. Then let's let them go."

My third brother will go to your mother’s house to meet you three.”

Little Niuniu started to feel sleepy after basking in the sun for a while.

Babies are like this, they tend to get sleepy and grow up in their sleep.

Zhao Liuer took little Niuniu back to the house to nurse and sleep, while Yang Ruoqing went to the east room in the backyard, intending to talk to Old Yangtou and Mrs. Tan.

Mrs. Tan was sitting on the bed with her legs crossed, doing needlework, but Lao Yangtou was not in the room.

"Your father went to your aunt's house." Mrs. Tan said.

"What's the matter?" Tan asked again.

Yang Ruoqing smiled and said, "If nothing happens, I can't come over here to talk to you, right?"

Tan curled her lips and said, "Come on, you have such good intentions? Just say it directly if you have anything to do. It's not like you to beat around the bush, and I'm not used to it either."

Yang Ruoqing smiled, then came to the small stool beside the bed and sat down.

"Mistress, you are really good at knowing things. Not to mention, I came here to find you because I really wanted to ask you about someone," she said.

Tan pulled the thread and said, "Which one?"

Yang Ruoqing said: "Lao Jiang's sister, the one who married to Yujiacun is said to be an adopted sister."

The movements in Tan's hands stopped abruptly, and she raised her face and looked towards Yang Ruoqing with her eyes shrouded in white clouds.
Chapter completed!