Yang Ruoqing smiled: "Of course I will take it away and deal with it. If you stay here, aren't you afraid, mother?"

Mrs. Sun glanced at the bundle in her hand, her eyes averted for a moment, but she still bit the bullet and asked in a low voice, as if the things inside could not be heard: "Then... what are you going to do with it?"

Yang Ruoqing: "Of course it was burned by fire. It was completely burned by the fire."

Mrs. Sun thought for a moment and took the bundle from her hand without hesitation, "I'm going to put it in the stove and burn it. Don't do it. It's bad luck!"

She carried the bundle with stiff arms and ran toward the backyard, as if she was carrying a big hot potato. She didn't dare to swing her arms easily. But her feet were very fast, and her face was tense. This momentum... actually

There is something tragic and heroic about how the wind rustles and the water becomes cold, and when a strong man is gone he will never return.

She was obviously very afraid of this thing, but she didn't want her daughter to get into trouble.

Behind this heroic act of risking one's life is actually the support of strong maternal love.

Yang Ruoqing followed immediately, and Yang Huazhong also came.

In the kitchen, Mrs. Sun stuffed all the jars into the stove, smashed the jars with iron pokers, and added firewood into it one by one, so that all the evil spirits could be completely transformed under the blazing flames.

ash.

…

The remaining half of the bridge and road projects have been completely completed with the hundred taels of silver collected by the Gu family.

Going out from the village to Qingshui Town, the ten-mile road is paved with wide and flat bluestones. Even if it rains in the future, that section of the road will not be muddy. Wheelbarrows and wheelbarrows are still feasible, and it will not delay everyone at all.

Go to work in the fields.

The stone bridge behind the village is also solidly built, with an arched bridge body that allows two carriages to pass side by side. The bridge hole is at a suitable height from the water surface, so it is not afraid of rising river water.

In addition, safety guardrails are built on both sides of the bridge. In order to prevent children from climbing on the guardrails, both ends are blocked.

From now on, everyone will go to work at the foot of the mountain, and students will go to study halfway up the mountain. It will be safe and secure to cross this bridge.

"Hey, I obviously took the lead in building the bridge and paving the road, but in the end all the credit fell to Qing'er and the others. It's really a ghost!"

A new house in the village was also completed, and Yang Yongxian and Lao Yangtou moved back to the new house.

Yang Yongxian stood at the door of the house, looking at the new extending road not far away, his face full of melancholy.

"I also think it's a damn thing. You spent money to hire opera singers, and you slapped hundreds of silver notes on the table for everyone's benefit. How come in the end, everyone else ran to remember Qing'er?" The old man said.

Yang Tou sat in the wheelchair next to him, looking into the distance, truly worried about Yang Yongxian.

But Yang Yongxian himself gritted his teeth: "Speaking of a thousand words, I made a wrong step, every step of the way. I was really tricked by that liar Sanwu!"

Old Yangtou frowned, "Don't mention Sanwu to me again. It's bad luck. If he hadn't died in the west room, the house wouldn't be in such a horrible state now!"

Yang Yongxian was stunned for a moment, then turned to look at the house behind him.

Originally, the house had three rooms on the front, facing south. The three rooms of the kitchen, woodshed, and utility room were on the opposite side. The toilet was in the backyard. A half-person-high mud wall surrounded all these rooms in the middle.

But now, Sanwu has died in the west room, and Qian has also died in the east room, so this time the house no longer faces north and south, but faces west and east. The three kitchen rooms remain in the same position, forming a series with the main house.

An 'l' shape.

"The direction of this house is really bad. I really don't like it. One wing is so burned by the sun that it's all gone, and the other wing can't see the sun at all."

Old Yangtou sat there and complained, "But what can we do? If we don't free up that house where people have died, who would dare to live in it? Hey, this is all thanks to you!"

Yang Yongxian was ridiculed so much that he couldn't help but speak the truth.

"Master, please stop blaming me. It's not all my fault that you are in this situation. Why can I live in the old house and enjoy the support of everyone, but you can't? In the final analysis, it's

You don’t know how to behave yourself!”

"You stinky boy, what are you talking about? I don't know how to be a human being? Isn't it all because of you that I'm in this situation?" Old Yang patted the armrest of his wheelchair with a tearful look in his eyes.

Yang Yongxian took a step back to prevent Old Yang from hitting him with a stick.

"Master, if you keep saying that, I don't like hearing it."

"Ever since I was little, you have always mentioned that I am the eldest grandson of Lao Yang's family. In fact, I have not received any great benefits because of this status. On the contrary, I have attracted a lot of hatred from other families.

, make them feel that you are partial to me, and make them jealous."

"Master, your preference for me is just a mouthful. I don't have any benefits, and you have made me a target. Please don't hurt me again in the future. I beg you!"

After saying that, Yang Yongxian bent down and bowed to Old Yang, three times in a row.

Old Yang was so angry that his lips turned white, and his fingers trembled as he touched the stick leaning against the wheelchair. Yang Yongxian ran away when he saw this.

"Uncle Xingkui, come here and push my father in. I'll go out for a walk!"

Yu Xingkui was busy cooking in the kitchen. When he heard the noise, he hurried out. Yang Yongxian had already disappeared, leaving Old Yang sitting there with his eyes turned sideways in anger.

"This beast, the white-eyed wolf, has suffered all this for nothing..."

…

It finally caught up with the rain.

The rain was not very heavy, but it brought a burst of clarity to everyone.

"It's raining today, so I won't go out to work, so I will knit straw sandals at home in the morning. Today I will knit a dozen pairs at a time!"

After breakfast, Yang Ruoqing came to visit her parents' house, and Yang Huazhong was discussing the morning's work with Sun.

Mrs. Sun put away the bowls and chopsticks and responded with a smile: "Come on, please knit your straw sandals well. I made an appointment with Suyun to grind rice flour together yesterday. Guilin was seriously ill and wanted to eat rice flour cakes. I happened to grind some rice flour for us too."

Steam some and eat it, I haven't eaten it for a while."

"Mom, I also want to eat fried rice noodles with green chili peppers." A crisp voice interrupted, and Yang Ruoqing's figure immediately appeared in front of them.

"Fry it with lard and add some minced ginger and garlic, right?" Mrs. Sun turned around and asked with a smile.

Yang Ruoqing nodded happily, "Yes, mother knows my taste."

"I've kept the tastes of the five of you siblings in mind. I'll sort them out after I've put away the dishes."

"Mom, you and Fifth Aunt can go grind flour together, but let's not do that at noon." Yang Ruoqing came over and took the bowl and chopsticks from Sun's hand, glanced at Yang Huazhong next to her, and then said: "I'll come over here.

I want to say hello to you, don’t make a fire to cook this afternoon, we are all going to Luo’s house for dinner.”

"What? The Luo family has a visitor?"
Chapter completed!