Yang Ruoqing noticed with sharp eyes that Luo Daye's family was not there at the dinner table.

This is also understandable.

Since the Qingming Festival last year, Luo Daye and her daughter have resorted to a series of despicable methods.

After still failing to force Zhou Xia to Luo Fengtang, Luo Da'e never returned to Changping Village.

During the Mid-Autumn Festival and New Year's Day celebrations, Luo Daye never returned to her parents' home.

For this reason, Blacksmith Luo was once again frustrated.

Now if I go through the door by myself, Luo Daye will definitely not show up.

Thinking of this, Yang Ruoqing secretly raised the corners of her lips.

Anyone who commits injustice will inevitably die. Zhou Xia fell off the cliff. This is the retribution given by God.

"Qing'er, why are you so dazed? Hurry up and eat your food!"

On the side, Osmanthus fragrans smiled and said.

Yang Ruoqing came to her senses, raised her chopsticks, and ate gracefully.

She has had so many banquets, and she is the protagonist of this banquet.

Then I secretly glanced at the men's table next to me, and I saw that Luo Fengtang was drinking with him.

From her perspective, what she saw was his tall figure and his impeccably handsome profile.

Such a handsome man is conquered by me, Yang Ruoqing, so cool!

…

A banquet where guests enjoy themselves.

When leaving, Luo Fengtang took the lead and picked up a basket.

The basket was covered with red cloth and contained gifts.

Behind him, Baozhu Yuzhu and Baozi all carried a load.

According to the custom of 'passing through' in this area, the woman goes to the groom's house for the first time to 'pass through'.

When leaving, the man must prepare gifts for all relatives in the woman's family.

And something to thank the matchmaker.

Nothing more than food, wine, meat, fruits and snacks, clothes, shoes and socks.

Moreover, the man has to send someone to escort him all the way back to the woman’s house.

Finished distributing the gifts to the old man and Mrs. Ga.

At night, Mrs. Sun came to Yang Ruoqing's house.

The four baskets in the house are all filled with gifts from my family.

The family has two sets of clothes for each season. In addition, there are Da'an's four treasures of the study and Xiao'an's toys.

Gifts from Xiaohua Xiaoduo are also included.

Mrs. Sun looked at them one after another, nodding her head with satisfaction, praising the old Luo family for their ability to do things.

"It cost a lot of money to buy so many gifts. No one in the village can match this quality!" Mrs. Sun admired.

"Qing'er, say hello to Tang Yazi later."

"Let him not spend money on this. We are not the ones who care about that."

"Save the money in your hands. When you get married, there will be plenty of places to spend money in the future," Mrs. Sun said.

Yang Ruoqing smiled.

Every penny in Luo Fengtang's hand was handed over to her.

Even the New Year's money received on New Year's Eve was given to her.

The money used to buy these must have come from Blacksmith Luo raising and selling fish.

It’s not easy to wake up early and stay late at night.

"Well, I will tell them later." Yang Ruoqing said.

I chatted with Mr. Sun for a while.

Including the matter of leaving on the eighth day of the lunar month and going north with Yan Huaian, I also told Mrs. Sun.

Mrs. Sun also gave some serious warnings, and seeing that the night was getting late, they dispersed and took a rest.

…

The eighth day of the lunar month is a good day, and it is a good day to travel far.

It was dawn, and Luo Fengtang came over to wait for Yang Ruoqing.

After the two of them had eaten the hot egg noodles made by Mrs. Sun, they picked up the baguette rolls and left the house under the watch of Yang Huazhong and Mr. Sun.

When they arrived at the town, they met up with Yan Huaian's caravan and everyone headed north.

All men ride horses.

This trip to the north was mainly to accompany Luo Fengtang in searching for his life experience.

Because it involves the Daliao royal family, the lower profile the better.

At Yan Huaian's suggestion, Luo Fengtang changed into their clothes.

After getting on the horse, at first glance, he looked like an ordinary member of the caravan escorting goods.

Yang Ruoqing, on the other hand, prepared her own carriage.

The journey is long and boring.

Along the way across continents and counties, she slept almost all the time.

When you wake up, just look at the scenery on both sides of the road, or go to Yan Huaian's spacious carriage and talk to him.

Listening to him talk about the customs and customs of the north might relieve my fatigue.

The further north you go, the colder the climate becomes.

There was also light snow falling from time to time.

The scenery on both sides of the road has also changed.

The cotton-padded jacket she wore when she left home couldn't hold it any longer.

Sitting in the carriage, holding the rabbit skin hand warmer Luo Fengtang made for her in her arms, she was still shivering.

This kind of coldness is different from the damp and cold feeling in the south.

It's just the kind of dry freeze, cold and dry.

On this day, the caravan took a break at a roadside inn.

Luo Fengtang came to her carriage and handed her a baggage roll.

"Qing'er, put on this cloak, we are almost at Yanmen Pass," he said.

Yanmen Pass?

Isn't that the place where Qiao Feng and A'Zhu agreed to go to herd horses and sheep?

While she was distracted, Luo Fengtang had already unpacked the baggage, shook out the fox fur cloak inside, and covered her whole body in it.

"Yanmen Pass is our northern chokepoint of Daqi, just like Xiushui Town in the south."

While he was tying the straps of her cloak, he patiently explained to her.

"After Yanmen Pass, we reach the land of Daliao." He said.

Yang Ruoqing nodded, which meant it was getting colder.

"Where did you get this fox fur?" she asked.

One more slice, warmer.

With the fox fur wrapped around my body, I feel much more comfortable.

Luo Fengtang said: "I happened to meet another caravan and bought it from them."

"What about yourself? Why don't you buy one for yourself?" she asked.

"I'm not afraid of the cold. I brought a bearskin vest from home to keep out the cold," he said.

The belt was fastened, and he looked at the pretty face set off by the white fox fur, his eyes filled with adoration.

The girl is becoming more and more energetic.

At first glance, she looks like a woman from the south.

"Okay, come down and have a meal and stretch your legs. Uncle Yan is waiting for us!"

He patted her head lightly and said.
To be continued...