Luo Fengtang took off the bamboo hat on his head and hung it on the wooden post on the wall, saying: "I went into the village and went to get mugwort and calamus from my uncle."

"Auntie cut off a lot of them and asked me to get some and insert them into the doors and windows."

Hearing this, Yang Ruoqing patted her head.

"Oh, look at my memory." She said.

"I was busy making chicken cakes for the holidays, but I forgot to insert those. Fortunately, my aunt had them cut off."

The young couple put mugwort and calamus on the doors and windows together.

Mugwort and calamus emit a unique fragrance, which makes people feel extra energetic when sniffing it.

Insert it on doors and windows, it is said that it can attract good luck and avoid bad luck.

"Have you said hello to your uncle and aunt? Are they coming over for lunch?"

Yang Ruoqing asked while interrupting.

Yesterday we made an agreement with Luo Fengtang to have blacksmith Luo and his wife join in the fun together during the festival.

Luo Fengtang nodded: "Well, it's all agreed."

Yang Ruoqing smiled: "That's good. I'll go to the kitchen to prepare a sumptuous meal for this holiday."

After the Dragon Boat Festival is over, Luo Fengtang will leave for the southern military camp.

After this meal, she decided to make a good use of it.

Aunt Wang Cuilian quickly came over with an apron to help.

Tuoba Xian was not idle either, she changed her clothes and went to the backyard kitchen.

Three women and one drama.

Steamed chicken cakes, snacks made from wheat flour, are fried in oil pans.

After scooping it up, it will become a crispy, golden snack.

When guests come, grab a handful, both adults and children will love it.

In addition, rice dumplings are also essential.

Yang Ruoqing has put a lot of effort into the taste of her rice dumplings this year.

Dates, red beans, eight-treasure nuts, bacon, egg yolk flavor...

She covered everything imaginable.

The fragrant rice dumpling leaves are wrapped into fist-sized awls and tied with silk threads of various colors to distinguish them.

"It's more interesting to celebrate the holidays in the south."

Tuoba Xian sighed as she looked at the results of the morning's labor.

Wang Cuilian said with a smile: "Farmers celebrate festivals like this. Apart from serving the crops, this is all they have to look forward to throughout the year."

Tuoba Xian said: "Food is the most important thing for the people, this is the foundation!"

Yang Ruoqing was holding a piece of fish. When she heard this, she glanced over and said, "The south has southern customs, and the north has northern rules."

"Last time I went back to Daliao, the Damu Conference was an eye-opener for me!"

Tuoba Xian smiled when he heard this: "Well, every place and every nation has its own characteristics."

"Qing'er, what are you going to cook by cutting the fish into such thin slices?" she asked immediately.

His eyes fell on a big black fish in Yang Ruoqing's hand.

Without waiting for Yang Ruoqing to answer, Wang Cuilian standing next to her said, "I know, our Qing'er must want to make pickled fish, right?"

Yang Ruoqing smiled and shook her head: "Auntie guessed wrong this time, I plan to make a peacock fish."

"Peacock fish?" Tuoba Xian's eyes lit up, "I remember you did it at a family gathering a few years ago."

Yang Ruoqing said 'hmm', "I made it last time and there were too many people, so Tang Yazi poked a piece of the tail and ate it."

"Later he talked about it for a while, and I promised to do it again, but I was never busy enough."

"No, he's going back to the south again after the Dragon Boat Festival. I plan to do it this afternoon so that he can enjoy it," she said.

Tuoba Xian nodded repeatedly, looking at Yang Ruoqing with unabashed satisfaction and appreciation.

Wang Cuilian also laughed, "Okay, let's be a peacock fish."

…

The annual Dragon Boat Festival was spent by the whole family eating and drinking in a lively manner.

It's afternoon and it's still raining.

Luo Fengtang sat on a stool by the window and read the military book, while Yang Ruoqing arranged his clothes at the side.

I'm leaving early tomorrow morning, so I'll organize everything today.

The clothes and shoes were almost sorted, and he was still reading there, fascinated.

Yang Ruoqing didn't want to disturb him, so she quietly retreated.

Seeing that there were many rice dumplings in the kitchen, she planned to send some to Xiao Yaxue.

…

Old Chen’s courtyard.

Yang Ruoqing held an umbrella and came to the door of the yard, and happened to meet Narisong who came out of it.

"Hey, I'm running so fast without an umbrella or a raincoat, where are I going?"

Yang Ruoqing asked.

That day Risong turned his head and glanced at the room behind him, and said angrily: "Ms. Yang has made people upset. I'm going to go out and take a breath!"

After saying these words, he ran away.

Yang Ruoqing glanced at his slightly embarrassed figure disappearing into the rain, and shook her head.

When she was good, she was as cute as Yang Ruolan from her hair to her toes, and there was no one else in the world.

Now that the novelty has worn off, the child has slipped and started to get bored and disgusted.

Who is to blame?

Withdrawing her gaze, she stepped into the house to look for her good sister Xiao Yaxue.

"Qing'er, it's raining, why did you come here?"

In the main room, Xiao Yaxue welcomed Yang Ruoqing to the table and quickly poured her tea.

Yang Ruoqing smiled and said: "Today is the festival, I will bring you rice dumplings!"

She immediately put the small bamboo basket she had brought on the table.

Xiao Yaxue came over to take a look, and her eyes lit up.

"There are so many, they all look tempting," she said.

Yang Ruoqing said: "I made a lot of them, you can eat them with an open stomach."

Xiao Yaxue smiled and said: "That's good. I won't cook at night, so I'll just eat these rice dumplings..."

"Bang!"

Before he finished speaking, there was a crisp sound of a bowl hitting the ground from the west room separated by a wall.

Yang Ruoqing was stunned for a moment, then asked Xiao Yaxue with her eyes.

Xiao Yaxue shrugged and said to Yang Ruoqing in a low voice: "When we were having lunch earlier, we had an argument with Ri Songna."

"That Risong was not a patient person to coax. He left her behind and ran out."

Xiao Yaxue said, picking up a rice dumpling, peeling it and eating it.

This calm look made Yang Ruoqing unable to help but admire her determination.

If I were Xiao Yaxue, and there was such an embarrassing concubine living next door, I would have no intention of eating at all.

I just want to get rid of irrelevant people as soon as possible.

"Well, these candied date rice dumplings are so sweet, I like them!"

Xiao Yaxue made a mouthful of rice dumplings and ate them with gusto.

Yang Ruoqing also laughed, "Eat more if you like, you'll lose weight."

Xiao Yaxue gave Yang Ruoqing a white look and was about to speak when another loud noise came from the west room: "Bang!"

"What are you smashing this time?" Yang Ruoqing asked.

Xiao Yaxue said: "Oh, Yang is tapping the wooden cabinet next to the bed with a rolling pin."

She explained while licking the jujube paste on her fingers, "Ever since I came back from town, Risong has been laying the floor in the main room at night."
Chapter completed!