"The belly pork I ate last time was paired with their local leek flower sauce. It is said to be a famous dish in the local area, but it is not to my liking. I still prefer to eat food from my hometown.

"

Yang Ruoqing raised the corner of her lips, "So, it is said that a child is raised by the soil and water. I actually do the same. No matter how rich the food and wine on the table is, if it lacks a bowl of white rice, it will not be perfect. As long as you hold a bowl of delicious rice in your hand,

A meal of white rice and spicy dishes is satisfying and satisfying."

Luo Fengtang was amused by her description.

After laughing a few times, he stopped smiling and asked seriously: "Two days ago, I heard my father-in-law mention that he was going to Sunjiagou to burn incense. What are your plans?"

When it came to serious matters, Yang Ruoqing put down her tea bowl and was about to get up to find a stool to sit down and talk slowly, but he pulled her back and sat on his lap again.

"Why are you running when you are sitting so well? Just put it that way," he said.

Yang Ruoqing was ashamed, "My weight of over a hundred kilograms has been weighing on your legs for a long time. Aren't you tired?"

A smirk flashed across Luo Fengtang's eyes.

Suddenly, Yang Ruoqing came close to her and said something in her ear. Yang Ruoqing blushed immediately and hit him on the chest, scolding him: a stinking gangster!

Of course, she was just showing off, but she wasn't willing to really hit her hard.

Luo Fengtang smiled and hugged her waist tightly, "Stop making trouble, let's get down to business."

"I want to go back to Sunjiagou with my mother and the others in person, burn incense and kowtow to my grandma." Yang Ruoqing played with Luo Fengtang's collar with her fingers, but her tone was extremely serious and serious.

Luo Fengtang stared at her.

After a moment, he asked her: "Have you made up your mind?"

"Well, I've thought about it. Earlier when I was taking the medicine, I seemed to have gone to a place in a daze. I met my grandma and talked to her a lot... I don't care if it was a dream or something, I, I really want to

My grandma, I want to go to her grave, touch her stone tablet, help her pull out some weeds beside the grave, stand by the grave and talk to my grandma, and let her look at me."

Luo Fengtang said: "Okay, I'll go with you. I also want to kowtow to Grandma Ga."

"By the way, I'm sending candy noodles to Grandma Ga for the two new-born children."

"It's difficult for you to have such filial piety. I will definitely be happy to know that my mother-in-law is under the spring." Yang Ruoqing said softly, but the next moment she looked at the two small cradles behind her, "But, if we all go to Sunjiagou, both of us will

Isn’t it bad to leave no one around the child?”

Luo Fengtang also looked at the two children and said, "My uncle and aunt are at home, so it doesn't matter."

"Besides, since these two boys were born, how many days have we left them alone at home? It's a big deal to burn incense and worship your grandma."

…

The Yang Huazhong family is separated by a wall.

In the afternoon, Xiao An took He Lian'er to hang out at the old house, and by the way, he gave her a bowl of food that Xiao Duo had given Tan.

Because Lao Yangtou drank a few more cups at noon, when he came back, he wiped his face randomly and fell on the bed to sleep. Yu Xingkui looked after him.

Yang Huazhong and Sun were the only ones in the backyard of the house.

The sun was gradually setting, and Mrs. Sun was busy cleaning up the clothes and shoes that were hanging to dry in the backyard. Yang Huazhong was busy closing the windows in the warehouse and arranging things. When he was done, he locked the door of the warehouse and came over to give it to Sun.

Here's a hand.

"Dad, I always feel uneasy." Sun held a feather duster in her hand and patted the dust on the quilt, muttering to Yang Huazhong in a low voice.

"What's wrong?" Yang Huazhong asked.

Mrs. Sun said: "We Qing'er had that dream. It was both water and a boat. There was a city on the other side of the water. The more I thought about it, the more I felt something was wrong. It was not a good place. What a good place!"

Yang Huazhong frowned, his face obviously unhappy.

"My dear, don't think too much. Dreams are just something that exists and is not worth studying."

"Dad, when someone died in our village, Taoist priests would be invited to perform rituals in the past. There were more than ten paintings hanging in the ancestral hall, all of which showed scenes of Yama interrogating prisoners in the Ten Palaces. I saw a painting with a river.

There is a bridge and a city on the other side of the river."

Yang Huazhong frowned deeper: "The river is Wangchuan River, the bridge is called Naihe Bridge, and the city on the other side of the river is Fengdu."

When Mrs. Sun heard this series of names, her face turned completely white, so pale that she turned pale.

Yang Huazhong's face became even more ugly. He was irritated and worried, so he began to blame Sun: "I don't know if those places exist. Let's just treat everything as a dream. Don't think too much and worry blindly!"

"

"I can't control it..."

"If you can't control it, you have to control it. Can't you think of something better?"

"I, I think so too. It's just that our daughter's dream was too bizarre. I'm worried that the child was frightened and ran away." Mrs. Sun tightly grabbed the quilt in front of her, stopped moving, and looked at her.

There is worry and panic everywhere.

"You're worried so much, what do you want to do?" Yang Huazhong was so upset by Sun that his heart was hanging there, and he asked Sun again a little irritably.

"Either you figure out a way to solve all this, or you don't bother yourself with too much thinking. Then you will figure out what's wrong with yourself, which in turn will drag down the children. Why bother?"

Mrs. Sun lowered her head at Yang Huazhong's words and continued to pat the dust on the quilt in silence.

Yang Huazhong turned around irritably, put his hands on his hips, and breathed heavily.

After breathing heavily for a while, he turned around again, this time his tone was a little calmer.

He said to Mrs. Sun: "If you are really worried about your daughter, I will accompany you to the Taoist temple later to see if Taoist priest Yuan is back and see what he says."

Sun raised her eyes in surprise, "Really? Then I want to go at night, while the children are asleep, and we can go there secretly, okay?"

Yang Huazhong originally wanted to say: There is no need to be in such a hurry, it will be the same if we go during the day tomorrow.

But the look in Sun's eyes prevented him from saying any words of rejection.

"Okay, then we'll go at night! I'll bring a hatchet to defend myself then," Yang Huazhong said.

Sun said: "Call my brother and sister-in-law to be your companions."

Yang Huazhong was a little hesitant, "Wouldn't it be bad? On a cold day, they should get under the quilt and sleep warmly after dinner..."

Sun shook her head, "No, my sister heard that my mother is still so thin there, and she also wanted to ask Yuan Daozhang to ask if my mother was doing well there. She also wanted to ask me to go with her on her way back today.

, you can tell me anytime."

Since this is the case, then Yang Huazhong has nothing to worry about.
Chapter completed!