Or perhaps, his guess would be wrong. Zhi'er simply missed his relatives here and simply wanted to come back for a visit. Luo Fengtang hoped that he had made a mistake in judgment.

"Sister, when will Na Zhi'er arrive home?" Xiaohua asked again.

Yang Ruoqing shook her head: "I'm really not sure about this. He should be on the road now. If he comes by water, there shouldn't be any delays on the way."

Traveling by water, eating, drinking, and having sex are all done on the boat. Occasionally, the boat will rest for half an hour at some large docks to allow the boatmen and sailors to go ashore to replenish supplies. The boat is moving forward while sleeping at night.

Although the speed is not as fast as the carriage on the shore, there are many things that you have to delay on the land road, such as finding a place to eat at meal time and finding a place to sleep at night.

In addition, the horses also need to rest. In short, although the speed is fast, the scattered delays are worse than walking by water.

"When we were having dinner, I heard my father and uncle discuss their plans to go to Sunjiagou tomorrow. Zhi'er probably won't be able to make it," Xiaohua added.

Yang Ruoqing nodded, "I can't catch up... Oh, that's right,"

She thought of something and suddenly raised her head to look at Luo Fengtang: "Our daughter doesn't know about this yet. Do you want to go to the camp and tell her and see if she can take the time to come with us?"

This is not because Yang Ruoqing wants to kidnap Baby Luo to go with her, but because she slept with Baby Luo in the camp last time. When telling a bedtime story, Yang Ruoqing mentioned how her grandmother, Mrs. Sun, used to be.

How to love yourself.

Luo Baobao was touched. Although her memory of Taiga Po was a bit vague, the kind and kind old man her mother mentioned reminded her of her own Grandma and grandmother.

So she asked Yang Ruoqing at that time that if they went to Sunjiagou next time to burn incense for Taiga Po and say hello to her, if she could spare the time, she would also like to kowtow in front of Taiga Po's grave.

"Then did you tell her the specifics?" Yang Ruoqing asked again,

Luo Fengtang agreed, "Don't worry, everything is written in detail in the letter."

Luo Fengtang said: "No need to send a message, I sent a letter to her this morning."

Yang Ruoqing breathed a sigh of relief, "Did you tell her the exact time?"

Luo Fengtang was a little embarrassed.

Next to him, Da'an smiled helplessly and said: "Sister, the exact time was decided during lunch at noon. My brother-in-law flew pigeons to deliver messages in the morning, how could he predict it?"

"That's true, look at my brain." Yang Ruoqing patted her head gently and laughed at herself.

Luo Fengtang said: "Qing'er, don't worry. Although I don't know the exact time, I mentioned it to my daughter in my letter. It should be today and tomorrow, because in a few days, Xiao An will get married."

Xiao An got married on the sixteenth day of the twelfth lunar month, so everyone must be back before the fourteenth day of the twelfth lunar month.

Today is the 12th day of the twelfth lunar month, so we only have two days to go to Sunjiagou to burn incense and sweep the tomb.

Hearing what Luo Fengtang said, Yang Ruoqing thought about it. If her daughter could find time to come and go with her, she would probably get home tonight or early tomorrow morning.

Even if I can't spare the time, I should have Fei Ge bring back the news today, or tomorrow morning at the latest.

"I'm not worried about anything else. I'm just worried that the homing pigeon you released will be shot and killed, and the letter won't reach my daughter's hands at all."

After thinking about it for a while, Yang Ruoqing couldn't help but have these insights again.

Because Da'an and the others came back, everyone gathered together for dinner at noon. Old Yang's family, Old Luo's family, and Old Sun's family were all together, and there were three or four tables busy.

At night, Yang Ruoqing and Luo Fengtang still stayed at their parents' house for dinner. Xiaoduo and Shengnan came over with Jiaojiao and Lingling when they heard the news.

When eating at night, the door to the main room is naturally closed, and the whole family gathers around the table together.

Lao Yang drank a few more cups at noon and went back to his house to sleep without having dinner.

So there were really only Yang Huazhong and Mr. Sun left at the dinner table, as well as their sons, daughters, sons-in-law, wives, and grandchildren.

Yang Huazhong looked at the large and small room of people in front of him and took a comfortable sip of wine, feeling indescribable satisfaction in his heart.

The children are all back, now only Chen'er and Dazhi are left.

It is certain that Chen'er will not come back this year, and her ambitions are still on the way.

When Dazhi also came back, even if it started to storm outside and heavy snow came, he didn't panic anymore.

"We will leave for Sunjiagou early tomorrow morning and try to come back before dark," Yang Huazhong said.

"Why don't you stay overnight? It's too tight to go back and forth in one day. I'm afraid the children will be tired." Sun said in confusion.

Yang Huazhong said: "We can't live in it. No one has lived in that house for more than half a year. Most of the bedding inside is damp and moldy. Not to mention the children, even we will get sick even if we sleep in it."

Mrs. Sun was stunned for a moment, then asked: "Then can't we stay at someone else's house?"

Yang Huazhong smiled.

Looking at Ms. Sun, I felt that my wife was a little stupid since she was frightened by Huang Pizi two nights ago.

"We are a large force on this trip. There are more than a dozen people in our group. Do you think any family in Sunjiagou is capable of hosting us? We can't have more than a dozen people bothering five or six other people to stay.

?" he asked.

Sun thought about it and felt the same way.

If the uncle was still alive like that, he would definitely make arrangements to receive them in advance.

But my uncle passed away a long time ago, and my cousins ​​have stopped visiting Changping Village for a long time because of Cui'er's incident, and they have even become estranged enemies.

Now when I return to Sunjiagou, apart from going to worship a few ancestors in the woods behind the village, I really can't find any other sincere relatives.

Sun's expression suddenly darkened.

Yang Ruoqing and the three sisters Xiaohua Xiaoduo secretly exchanged glances.

Mom must be feeling very disappointed at this moment, right?

Just like now, no matter where they are, whenever they mention Changping Village, they will feel kindness and yearning in their hearts.

Because that is where they grew up, with everything they are familiar with, including their relatives, parents.

No matter how far you go or when you come back, as long as your parents are there and your relatives are there, there will definitely be hot tea and rice waiting for you at home.

The house is ventilated for you, the bedding is fluffy and dry in the sun, and the whole family gathers together after eating and drinking, talking in local accents, and chatting about what happened to each other after we were apart. After eating and drinking, and having fun chatting, you can lie down again.

Go to sleep comfortably in a warm and comfortable bed, and your body and mind will be ironed.

For Mrs. Sun, when it came to returning to Sunjiagou, she must have been excited and looking forward to it.

But now, there are only a few old houses left in Sunjiagou.
Chapter completed!