"Hey, everyone has his own destiny. Since the child was reincarnated in Zhou Xia's belly, it means that the child has a fate with Zhou Xia."

After her thoughts stopped, Yang Ruoqing continued.

"Those of us are just outsiders. In the final analysis, the child's life or death depends on Zhou Xia's thoughts."

"Ignore it, forget it, I can't control it. I won't worry about it anymore!" She waved her hand.

Luo Fengtang nodded: "There are so many things in the world that we can't control. Let nature take its course. Maybe, after these ten months, Zhou Xia has developed feelings for the child, and when the time comes, she won't be able to let go of that, and she won't say no.

That’s right!”

"Let's try our best to think about things as good as possible, and then live our lives well!" Luo Fengtang said.

Yang Ruoqing nodded in agreement: "Yes, we just need to cover our own cow's butt with our cow's tail, don't think about it, don't think about it."

She immediately stood up and said: "We are celebrating the New Year today. Let's go and have something to eat first. Later in the morning we will go to the tomb on the back mountain to burn incense. Don't keep uncle waiting."

Luo Fengtang also put down the tea bowl in his hand, stood up, and the couple left the house together and went to the front yard.

…

In the morning, Luo Fengtang and Blacksmith Luo went to the mountain behind the village to burn incense together.

Yang Ruoqing didn’t go with you this year, why?

Because she has to stay at home to prepare the New Year’s Eve dinner!

During the Chinese New Year this year, several families will be eating together.

In addition to the old Luo family and Tuoba Xian, Yang Ruolan and Ahao, Xiao Yaxue and Narisong, and Muzichuan's mother, Widow Liu.

Therefore, Yang Ruoqing must carefully prepare a sumptuous New Year's Eve dinner to make it lively.

Luo Baobao and Dazhi were just having fun, so they had to be followed by two adults.

Xiaohua Xiaoduo couldn't spare any time today because Yang Huazhong's family was also very busy.

Therefore, Tuoba Xian and Wang Cuilian must follow the two children.

As for the kitchen, Yang Ruoqing would definitely be too busy by herself, so Widow Liu, Xiao Yaxue, and Yang Ruolan all came over to help.

Yang Ruoqing was in charge of the kitchen, while Xiao Yaxue and Yang Ruolan were sitting at the door of the stove, responsible for the firewood. The two pregnant ladies were due to give birth in three months at most, but they didn't dare to let them sit up.

Therefore, Widow Liu took over the basic tasks of washing vegetables, picking vegetables, and getting in and out.

The four women got busy together, and they started preparing since the morning when the men went to the mountain to burn incense.

At noon, I casually cooked a pot of tea eggs, and everyone ate them randomly.

In the afternoon, the men took incense paper and firecrackers to the Tutu Temple in the south of the village to burn incense, and continued their busy work in the kitchen at home.

As the sun gradually turned westward, the deafening sound of firecrackers in the south gradually subsided, indicating that the men were coming back.

At this time, in the main room of Yang Ruoqing's house, two Eight Immortals tables were put together, covered with red tablecloths.

Although the sun has not set outside yet, the hall is still decorated with lanterns and colorful decorations.

Strings of colorful melon lanterns were hung under the corridor, illuminating the surrounding area.

On the wall in the middle of the main hall, there is a new central hall, with couplets of flying dragons and phoenixes on both sides.

The long table below is filled with all kinds of artificial flowers, as well as melon and fruit snacks.

The dishes for the New Year's Eve dinner are cooked, and it's time to set the table.

Widow Liu said to Yang Ruoqing: "Just leave the dishes to a few of us."

"It's time to eat, wash your hands quickly and follow them in the small ancestral hall over there to worship the two ancestors of the Luo family." Widow Liu said.

Yang Ruoqing nodded.

I quickly washed my hands and went to the small ancestral hall.

The courtyard is large, and a room has been set aside as an ancestral hall, where the memorial tablets of Blacksmith Luo's father and mother, the grandparents of Luo Fengtang and Yang Ruoqing, are enshrined.

When Yang Ruoqing arrived, Blacksmith Luo and the others had already arrived, and Wang Cuilian was teaching Luo Baobao and Dazhi to kneel on the futon.

Dazhi recognized Luo Fengtang as his father and Yang Ruoqing as his mother, so he also entered the old Luo family's family tree and took the surname Luo.

Seeing Yang Ruoqing coming, Luo Fengtang's eyes lit up and he said to Blacksmith Luo: "Uncle, Qing'er is here, we can start."

Blacksmith Luo nodded, then took a candle and stepped forward.

Here, Luo Fengtang came over and grabbed Yang Ruoqing. The couple also found two futons and knelt down respectfully.

Kneel down, kowtow, and burn incense.

Then I heard Blacksmith Luo chatting with the two ancestors about something, and after sorting it out, the general idea was to report to the two ancestors on the situation at home in the past year.

The crops in the fields, the chickens, ducks, pigs and cows in the backyard, the business outside, Tang Yazi’s military camp, and the adults and children at home...

In short, they are all about reporting good things but not bad things, and then, they are just to reassure the ancestors that the coming year will definitely get better and better.

After everything was done, everyone went to the front hall to prepare for the New Year's Eve dinner.

At this time, Widow Liu, Xiao Yaxue, Yang Ruolan and others had brought all the dishes to the table.

For eleven people, a total of twenty-eight dishes were laid out, which was so exquisite that it was dazzling.

In addition, Tuoba Xian's team of guards also had New Year's Eve dinner in another large room, and twelve dishes were also served.

Everyone sat down and poured out the boiled rice wine. Except for two children and two pregnant women, everyone else poured rice wine.

Eating food, drinking wine, speaking auspicious words, and enjoying the New Year's Eve dinner in a warm and festive atmosphere.

In the concept of farmers, after a busy year, the New Year's Eve dinner is the most meaningful.

In modern times, it is the same.

Rich or not, people go home to celebrate the New Year, traveling all over the world just for this meal.

Yang Ruoqing also enjoys such an atmosphere, but she is not so persistent.

Why?

Because as long as you are with your closest relatives, every day is a Chinese New Year.

"Come on, baby, Dazhi, you two will drink sugar water instead of wine and toast to the uncle, grandma, and grandma!"

Yang Ruoqing coaxed the two children with a smile and taught them auspicious words.

Luo Fengtang had already poured sugar water for the two children, then picked up his own wine cup and started to show them to them.

The two little guys tilted their heads and opened their big eyes, looking curious and novel.

Then, both of them eagerly picked up their wine cups, followed Luo Fengtang's instructions, stood on the stools, and raised their wine cups towards Blacksmith Luo and the others.

The milky voice said the auspicious words Yang Ruoqing just taught.

"Grandpa and grandma are in good health and everything goes well..."

Although it's a little vague, everyone knows what he's talking about.
Chapter completed!