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Chapter 5595 Happy New Year

Yang Ruoqing took a deep breath, closed her eyes, and opened them again, her eyes restored to clarity.

"What's wrong? Are you having a nightmare?" Luo Fengtang asked, raising his hand to gently wipe the cold sweat from her forehead.

Yang Ruoqing looked at him: "How did you know I had a nightmare?"

Luo Fengtang glanced at the quilt that she had kicked into a ball: "You were shouting, screaming and stamping your feet in your sleep, so I woke you up."

Yang Ruoqing nodded lightly, "I haven't had a ridiculous dream for a long time. Maybe I drank too much tea before going to bed."

Luo Fengtang smiled and said, "I will accompany you to the bathroom."

Unlike other people who put a urine pail in the corner behind the bed, Yang Ruoqing has a mysophobia and doesn't want to smell the odor while sleeping, so the urine pail is placed in the bathroom.

Moreover, when this house was first built, an underground drainage system was dug, which is convenient, fast, and clean.

"I can go by myself, I don't need you to accompany me."

She lifted off the quilt and got off the floor, and went straight into the bathroom.

Luo Fengtang did not sit and wait on the bed, but got up and went to the table to pour her a small bowl of warm water.

There are also lights in the bathroom, which is warm and cozy.

Yang Ruoqing stood in front of the bronze mirror and wiped her face. She raised her head and looked at herself in the bronze mirror. The scene in her dream reappeared in front of her eyes.

It was so real, as if it was just like what I had just experienced personally.

Before Chen'er could find this kind of dream that was real, she would have it every now and then, to the point where she almost had a nervous breakdown.

Since Chen'er was found, she has never had such a dream again.

I didn't expect that I would dream again tonight, it was so real, and the face of that little boy looked so familiar, very familiar. Where had I seen it before?

Think hard, think hard...

"Qing'er..."

Luo Fengtang's voice sounded at the door, and Yang Ruoqing's thoughts that had just been gathered were broken.

She opened the bathroom door and saw him standing at the door with worry on his face.

"Qing'er, what took you so long? Are you okay?" he asked, coming forward to hold her hand.

His hands were a little cold, so he wrapped the cloak in his arms around her body and pulled her towards the bed in the bedroom.

When he got to the bed and sat down, the curtains were lowered. Luo Fengtang picked up the tea bowl on the bedside table and gave it to her: "Drink a sip of hot water."

After taking two sips of hot water, Yang Ruoqing said: "Tangyaozi, this dream I had is a bit strange."

"Then tell me, what did you dream about?" he asked.

Yang Ruoqing told him the scene in the dream intact.

"That place, I thought about it, is very weird, and the little boy looks more and more familiar..." She murmured.

Luo Fengtang thought for a moment and said: "Perhaps you went to the mountains for a long time today and saw that Brother Xiu'er's grave was dug up. Your emotions were touched and you had such a dream..."

"etc!"

Yang Ruoqing interrupted Luo Fengtang, "Xiu'er? I remembered, it's Xiu'er. The little boy in my dream was Xiu'er. No wonder I feel that his features are familiar!"

"But, how could I dream about Xiu'er?"

Luo Fengtang held Yang Ruoqing in his arms, "There is no reason to dream. To put it bluntly, it's because you were exposed to something during the day and left a deep impression. When I was fighting on the battlefield, I often dreamed at night. Dreams

To the soldiers who died in a certain battle...this is all normal, you don't need to take it seriously."

Yang Ruoqing nodded.

They chatted with Yang Ruoqing for a while, until she was about to fall asleep, and then they hugged each other and fell asleep.

There were no more dreams in the second half of the night, and I woke up to the light of day.

The second day of the first lunar month.

Before dawn, Yang Huazhong, Yang Huazhou and Yang Yongjin drove their carriage out of Changping Village and headed straight for Baie Town, Huguang County.

At home, after breakfast, everyone should visit relatives, and those who want to rest at home can rest.

As agreed in advance, Yang Ruoqing and his wife drove a carriage with Baobao Luo, and Xiao An next door also drove a carriage. Sun locked the courtyard door, and everyone set off to the river dam at the foot of the mountain.

When they arrived near "A Tree", Xiao An stopped the carriage. Da An got off the carriage first and helped Sun get out of the carriage.

Xiaohua held the Fuwa in her arms and couldn't move around easily, so she could only lift the curtain of the carriage and tell them to slow down and be careful.

The carriage behind also stopped, and Yang Ruoqing poked her head towards Sun and said, "Mom, when you are done, you can stay at the Taoist temple for a fast meal, and we will pick you up and go home together when we pass by after noon.

"

Sun said: "It's okay. I'll go home by myself when I'm done. It's not a long way."

The carriage continued to move forward. In the carriage, Baobao Luo kept pressing his eyes against the window to look at Mrs. Sun on the side of the road. He saw Mrs. Sun walking straight towards the Taoist temple.

"Mom, what are you doing at the Taoist temple?" Luo Baobao asked.

Yang Ruoqing said: "Burn incense."

Luo Baobao tilted his head, "Didn't we go to the Taoist temple to burn incense on New Year's Eve? Grandma Ga went there too, so why did we come to burn incense again?"

Yang Ruoqing touched her soft hair and said, "It looks even more pious!"

There was no further delay along the way, and the carriage quickly arrived at Xiangjiazhuang and stopped on the roadside at the entrance of Xiang Shengnan's yard.

On the second day of the Lunar New Year, the villagers in Xiangjiazhuang were also busy paying New Year greetings. People visiting relatives and friends came and went. Whether they were men, women, or the elderly and children, the whole family went out to visit relatives, or went to see relatives in neat clothes.

Visiting relatives in other villages, anyone passing by the yard of Xiang Shengnan's house can see two carriages parked here at a glance.

In ancient times when bullock carts were not common, the shock of two carriages parked here was far greater than the two luxury cars parked at the entrance of the village in modern times.

Those newly rich families would definitely enjoy this feeling, but as the Luo family and the Lao Yang family, they have long been numb.

After parking the carriage, everyone entered the yard, and Xiang Shengnan and Xiao Duo had already rushed out to greet them.

"Sister, why aren't dad and mom here?" Xiang Shengnan helped carry the things, while Xiaoduo took the Fuwa and held it in her arms, walking side by side with Yang Ruoqing, Xiaohua and the others into the yard, asking as they walked.

Yang Ruoqing said: "Mom went to the Taoist temple to burn incense, but dad has something to do and can't leave."

Yang Ruoqing and Xiaohua had discussed Yang Huazhong's true whereabouts on the way here, and they had to hide it from Xiaoduo. Xiaoduo was timid, especially during the first lunar month. Talking too much about those things would be bad luck.

Xiaoduo didn't think much about it elsewhere, and greeted everyone into the house.

Xiang Shengnan was busy making tea for everyone, while Father Xiang stood by the table with a cane, nodding and smiling at everyone.

After some pleasantries, Yang Ruoqing asked Xiaoduo: "Where is Uncle Xiang?"

The smile on Xiaoduo's face became a little bitter. She turned her head and looked at the West Room behind her, and whispered: "Uncle, uncle fell and hurt his leg. The doctor said that he needs to rest in bed for a while."

Yang Ruoqing and Xiaohua were all surprised.

"When did this happen? How did it fall?" Yang Ruoqing asked.

Xiaoduo said: "I came back from the wedding banquet at my fifth uncle's house that day. When I was cooking dinner that day, I went to the woodshed to pull firewood. What I fell on was the food I ate in bed on most nights."

"No wonder you and Shengnan went to pay New Year greetings yesterday and left in a hurry. Firstly because of Jiaojiao, and secondly because of Uncle Xiang?" Xiaohua asked.
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