In the front yard of Old Yang's house, Mrs. Tan was also tying the belt of her raincoat with Old Yang.

At the same time, he warned Yang Huaan and Yang Huaming: "Your father is old and the mountain road is slippery. Don't just look after yourselves, but also give him a hand!"

Yang Huaan nodded quickly: "Mom, don't worry, my son knows."

I saw Yang Huazhong, Yang Huazhou and Yang Ruoqing coming over, as well as Yang Yongxian and Yang Yongjin.

Even Yang Yongzhi, who has been living in the master's house all year round, also arrived.

A smile appeared on Mrs. Tan's face.

"Where's the second child? Why hasn't he come back yet?" Tan suddenly asked.

Old Yang frowned.

"Don't ask, I must have gone to his elder-in-law's house again and went up the mountain to burn incense," the old man said.

When Mr. Tan heard this, his expression suddenly turned ugly.

"What's going on with the second child? He's a descendant of our family, not his father-in-law's family!"

"Winter Solstice, Qingming Festival, it's all like this!"

"If I had known that he liked to stick to his father-in-law's butthole so much, I should have sent him to marry him!" Mrs. Tan said angrily.

Old Yangtou said with a bluff: "Let him do whatever he wants, we will do our thing!"

When everything was ready, Lao Yangtou set off with his children and grandchildren to burn incense on the mountain behind the village.

The old Luo family.

Blacksmith Luo and Luo Fengtang were also preparing incense papers and sacrifices in the main room.

In the past, life at home was tight, and we didn't have enough to eat.

Every year during the three festivals of Qingming, Winter Solstice, and Zhongyuan Festival, we burn incense for our ancestors.

Now that the day is better, Blacksmith Luo plans to make a good Qingming Festival for his ancestors.

The two of us not only bought joss paper and firecrackers.

Offerings of fish, meat, chicken and duck were prepared.

There were also two pairs of bamboo baskets and poles and shovels at the door.

I plan to pick up soil for my ancestor's tomb today and stabilize it.

The two men were busy in full swing, and Luo Da'e's shout came from the rain curtain outside the yard.

"Brother, Tang Yazi, open the door quickly, I'm back!"

Blacksmith Luo had a look of surprise on his face.

"Tangyazi, could it be that your aunt is here?" he asked.

Luo Fengtang was also a little surprised.

"Let's take a look."

As soon as the two men walked to the door of the house, they saw three people wearing raincoats and bamboo hats running towards the main room.

When I got to the corridor, I took off my raincoat and bamboo hat.

It was Luo Daye and her man Zhou Tong, accompanied by a girl of about twelve or thirteen years old.

He lowered his head, his wet bangs covering his face.

Blacksmith Luo was surprised when he saw the person coming.

"Da'e, Zhou Tong, why are you here this Qingming Festival?" he asked quickly.

Zhou Tong smiled naively.

Luo Daye rushed to say: "Brother, I had a dream two days ago."

"I dreamed that my father told me in a dream that his house was about to collapse and it was leaking."

"When I woke up and told Zhou Tong, Zhou Tong said that he was afraid that our father wanted me to pick a grave for him, so we came over!"

Luo Da'e's words touched Blacksmith Luo's heart.

"Okay, okay, Tang Yazi and I are also planning to pick a grave today!"

"Our father is in a dream. It's too mysterious. Come on, come in and have some tea to warm yourself up."

The three of them immediately entered the house.

Luo Fengtang poured them hot tea.

Zhou Tong looked at Luo Fengtang and praised: "His aunt's family told him that Tang Yazi is tall and handsome, and it's true!"

Blacksmith Luo smiled.

Luo Da'e took over the conversation and said: "Zhou Tong, what do you think? Let me just say that my nephew is a very talented person, right? He's a few blocks away from those young people in Zhoujiacun!"

Zhou Tong nodded repeatedly.

Luo Fengtang was a little embarrassed to be praised so much, so he stood next to Blacksmith Luo.

He is half a head taller than Blacksmith Luo.

Blacksmith Luo glanced at Luo Fengtang with a face filled with relief, and then his eyes fell on the girl standing neatly next to Luo Da'e.

"This is...Xia'er?" Blacksmith Luo asked.

Luo Daye smiled and pushed Zhou Xia forward, "Xia'er, come here and say hello to your uncle and cousin!"

Zhou Xia had her head lowered since she entered the door, as if she was afraid of strangers.

She was pushed forward by her mother and blushed.

"Uncle, cousin."

The sound was as small as the humming of a mosquito.

Luo Da'e said angrily: "You girl, there are no outsiders here, how can you hear your voice so low?"

Zhou Xia bit her lip lightly and said a little louder, "Uncle, cousin."

"Hey, okay, okay!"

Blacksmith Luo smiled and nodded.

Luo Fengtang also smiled lightly.

Blacksmith Luo said: "When I saw this girl, she was only five or six years old. In the blink of an eye, she has grown into a big girl!"

Luo Daye smiled and said: "The days go by so fast, the children have grown up."

Then, she told Zhou Xia: "Your uncle still sees you as you were when you were a child. Please raise your head quickly and let your uncle take a look at you!"

Zhou Xia followed her words and slowly raised her head.

Revealing a thin but delicate face.

The eyebrows are light and curved.

The eyes are beautiful and energetic.

She has a small Yuanbao nose and pink lips that are slightly thin and pursed lightly.

He looked quiet, shy and weak.

One look at it made Blacksmith Luo feel pity in his heart.

"The eighteenth transformation of women, Xia'er's appearance is really beautiful!"

Blacksmith Luo couldn't help but praise him.

On the side, Luo Fengtang also glanced at this cousin.

In his memory, when he was a child and went to play at his aunt's house, it seemed that there was a little girl following him not far or near.

This must be the girl in front of me, right?

Time passed by really fast.

Everyone has grown up.

Zhou Xia also glanced at Luo Fengtang secretly.

This cousin is even more handsome than what my mother described!

Tall and big, he looks very powerful at first glance.

Zhou Xia withdrew her gaze, two red clouds appeared on her cheeks, and with a little sweetness in her heart, she turned around and stood behind Luo Da'e.

Listen to the adults talk meekly.

Blacksmith Luo said to Luo Da'e: "Tang Yazi and I are planning to burn incense later, and we picked out the graves by the way."

"Zhou Tong is my uncle and a spoiled guest, how can I let him choose!"

"We can go over together with Zhou Tong later and kowtow!" Blacksmith Luo said.
To be continued...