After Mu Zichuan walked for a while, he suddenly stopped and turned his head to glance behind him.

In his sight, the pair of figures had already crossed the wooden bridge. The man was tall and straight, and the woman was clinging to him like a bird.

Muzichuan's eyes fell on the hands they were holding together, and he felt an indescribable feeling in his heart.

The mountains and rivers are beautiful and the people are picturesque.

I am outside the scroll, and a drop of ink accidentally dropped is incompatible with the scroll.

Sighing in his heart, Mu Zichuan turned around and left lonely...

At the foot of the mountain in front of a wide view, Blacksmith Luo and Baby Luo were already waiting there. Offerings, incense and candles were still in the basket carried by Luo Fengtang, so the couple quickly speeded up and came to the grandson and grandson.

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Blacksmith Luo took the basket, and the two men began to set up the scene. There were a row of offerings, including about seven or eight large and small bowls, including chicken, duck, fish, rice cakes, fried rice flour balls, and sweet potato balls.

Luo Fengtang took out the wine bottle from the basket and put it aside, while Blacksmith Luo took a small half pack of tobacco leaves and put them on the table.

Not far away, Yang Ruoqing and her mother-in-law stood respectfully and waited quietly.

When Luo Baobao saw the tobacco leaves, his eyes lit up. He raised his head and asked Yang Ruoqing curiously: "Mom, the tobacco leaves are pungent and spicy and not delicious at all. Why did grandpa bring them here?"

Yang Ruoqing then told her in a low voice: "The eldest grandpa brought it here to burn for your second grandpa, and the great grandpa and the others also smoked it!"

Baby Luo said "Oh" and continued to watch his grandfather and father lighting incense candles and papyrus with his big curious eyes open.

"Qing'er, I'm going to set off the firecrackers over there. Cover the baby's ears." Luo Fengtang stood up with the firecrackers and did not forget to remind Yang Ruoqing before leaving.

Yang Ruoqing nodded: "Don't worry, I will protect her, you have to be careful yourself."

Luo Fengtang grinned at her, then strode over there.

It feels so good to have a wife who cares about you!

When the firecrackers sounded, Luo Baobao quickly raised his hands to cover his little ears. Yang Ruoqing also reached out to cover her little hands and protected her in her arms.

When the firecrackers were finished, Luo Fengtang also strode back to them. Blacksmith Luo raised the wine bottle in his hand and sprinkled a circle of wine in front of him, then turned around and greeted them: "Children, you can worship!"

So, everyone knelt down and kowtowed to the front.

"boom!"

"boom!"

"..."

When Baby Luo kowtowed for the third time, Luo Fengtang's big hand quickly stretched out and placed it between her forehead and the ground.

He looked at the slight blush on his daughter's forehead and the few blades of grass she had touched, and couldn't help but laugh or cry.

"This silly boy, is he knocking so hard?"

Hearing Luo Fengtang's words, Luo Baobao opened his eyes wide and said seriously: "Kowtow, I am serious!"

Beside, Blacksmith Luo and Yang Ruoqing were dumbfounded when they saw this.

Blacksmith Luo said: "It's all up to you. Our ancestors will understand what you mean."

Yang Ruoqing also smiled and said, "Just fall into your father's palm!"

"This is not pious..." Luo Baobao said again.

Luo Fengtang said: "We take our filial piety to our ancestors very seriously. Our ancestors will feel distressed when they see you with a bruise on your forehead. Not letting your ancestors worry about you is also a form of respect for your ancestors, don't you think so?"

Luo Baobao tilted his head and thought for a moment, "Yes!"

"That's right, it's like hitting the palm of daddy's hand." Luo Fengtang said with a smile.

Baby Luo obediently knocked into Luo Fengtang's palm.

After kowtowing, everyone stood up. Yang Ruoqing took out the handkerchief and wiped the dust and dead grass off Baby Luo's forehead. Blacksmith Luo and Luo Fengtang came to fiddle with the burning incense paper.

It is autumn at this time, as the saying goes, "autumn tiger".

The weather is getting cooler in the morning and evening, but the sun is still blazing brightly during the day.

The grass and trees on the roadside in the mountains are extremely dry after being blasted for most of the day. They can catch fire at a moment's notice, and someone has to watch from the side.

After all, in the past, it was not uncommon for people to burn incense and offer sacrifices, setting half of the mountain on fire.

Fortunately, it was an isolated mountain top, and the heavy rain quickly extinguished the wildfire. If it were on such a hillside, once the wildfire started and the wind blew, it could become a prairie fire, and Mianniu Mountain, which is hundreds of miles away, might be ignited.

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At that time, not to mention the villages in the mountains that will suffer, it will also be a disaster for the wild beasts in the mountains!

People in ancient times seem to have understood the principle of harmonious coexistence between man and nature. Therefore, every year during Qingming Festival, Hungry Ghost Festival, and incense burning in the twelfth lunar month, the Yamen would send officials to the villages to sound gongs and spread the word. The Li Zhenghe of each village

The respected village elders will warn the villagers in advance to be careful about wildfires!

The two women stood aside chatting while waiting for the Luo family to put out the fire completely and ensure that everything was safe. The family just packed up and went down the mountain to return to the village.

At this time, the sun had set, the flaming clouds in the western sky were like a prairie fire, and a few birds were circling in the sky.

In the distance, a shepherd boy is riding on the back of a cow, picking leaves in his hands and playing music, which is loud and clear in the distance.

There are still people working in the fields, and everything is full of life.

"Qing'er, I haven't met anyone from your mother's side along the way. Have they returned to the village long ago after finishing the burning?"

Blacksmith Luo was in a good mood and asked.

Yang Ruoqing looked back at Blacksmith Luo, smiled and said, "They hadn't gone out to burn incense when I came back. They will probably finish it later!"

Blacksmith Luo didn't ask any more questions. This was the great-grandson of the eldest grandson of Lao Yang's family. This was his first birthday party. Lao Yang's family gathered together for a banquet at noon. The men drank a few more cups, so it was understandable that the time was delayed.

Anyway, as long as the matter is done before dark, Blacksmith Luo stroked Baby Luo's little head, and the grandfather and grandson walked towards the village talking and laughing.

The next topic is to imagine what delicious dishes grandma Wang Cuilian will cook for the festival tonight...

Looking at the backs of the big and small figures in front of him, listening to Blacksmith Luo's hearty laughter from time to time, and Baby Luo's childish words, the corners of Luo Fengtang's lips curved in a happy arc.

He held Yang Ruoqing's hand more tightly and whispered: "Qing'er, thank you!"

All this is due to her.

It was she who gave him such a warm and lively home, it was she who gave birth to children for him, it was she who worked with him to honor his elders and fulfill the obligation of support, so that his uncle could enjoy the joy of family life with grandchildren around his knees!

Yang Ruoqing was a little confused by this inexplicable thank you and couldn't help turning her head to look at him.

But he took advantage of the situation and leaned down to kiss her on the cheek, as softly and quickly as a dragonfly touching water, and the villagers who were about to work in the fields nearby had no time to notice.

But as the person involved, Yang Ruoqing's cheeks felt hot. She glared at him and said in a low voice: "You are too bold. It's so embarrassing to be seen!"
Chapter completed!