At the end of April in the lunar calendar, around the time of the Grain Festival, Yang Ruoqing and Luo Fengtang finally returned to Changping Village.

For Yang Ruoqing, she was only away for nearly two months.

For Luo Fengtang, it took a year.

The two of them were walking on the road connecting Changping Village and Qingshui Town, looking at the busy figures of the villagers in the fields on both sides of the road, they were both in a trance.

It was as if I was returning to the land where I was born and raised after a lifetime.

Yang Ruoqing said: "When I went out to look for you, the broad bean flowers had just bloomed. Now when I come back, the wheat has turned yellow, and the Dragon Boat Festival is almost here."

Luo Fengtang nodded and said: "I remember the last time I went out, it was last spring. The year has changed so fast, so fast!"

Yang Ruoqing smiled and said: "The days are like running water. Sometimes you feel that it is so slow, but sometimes you will find that it goes by so fast."

She looked at the fields and the people working in the fields, and said with emotion: "To put it bluntly, we are just like the crops in this field. Season after season, crop after crop, winter goes and spring comes back."

, spring flowers and autumn fruits, the aging continues from generation to generation, and continues to stretch, endlessly."

Luo Fengtang held her hand and said, "In just a few decades of life, I am that leek, and I have to grow close to you, that leek."

Yang Ruoqing laughed, raised her hand and tapped his forehead lightly: "Okay, then we will be a happy pair of leeks."

"Hey, those are Tangyazi and Qing'er over there?"

After walking forward for a while, a familiar local accent soon greeted us.

They are Aunt Guihua and Uncle Chang Geng.

Luo Fengtang quickly got off his horse and started chatting with them. Yang Ruoqing also quickly got off the carriage.

"Aunt Guihua, what are you and my Uncle Chang Geng doing here?"

Yang Ruoqing asked in surprise.

The fields on this roadside should belong to Baojia Village and Jinjia Village.

As for the fields in Changping Village, which are still ahead, and the stretch to the east at the foot of Mianniu Mountain, Aunt Guihua and Uncle Chang Geng didn't hold farm tools in their hands. The couple just stood on the roadside with their hands hanging, so Yang Ruoqing was a little curious.

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Osmanthus said: "Qing'er, your uncle and I are waiting for Xiaoyu here!"

Hearing this, Yang Ruoqing's eyes instantly lit up: "Xiaoyu has sent a message? Does he mean to come back today?"

Osmanthus nodded: "That's what the letter said, but it's almost noon and it's not yet here."

On the side, Chang Geng said: "With two children and Xiaoyu just out of confinement, this carriage and horse will definitely not be able to go fast. It will probably not arrive until sunset."

"What? Xiaoyu gave birth? Is it a boy or a girl?" Yang Ruoqing asked again.

Last time I was at home, I only heard Aunt Guihua say that Xiaoyu was about to give birth. I didn't expect that Xiaoyu's baby was already one month old after being away for two months.

Osmanthus smiled happily: "Where are the boys? Haha, there are two boys now."

Yang Ruoqing was also very happy for her best friend.

With two sons, Xiao Yu, who was born into a farmer's family, has a more stable foundation in a wealthy family like the Ning family.

"Qing'er, you don't look very good. Are you sick?" Osmanthus asked again.

Yang Ruoqing was stunned for a moment, then raised her hand to touch her cheek.

"No, no, I guess I'm a little tired from traveling." She said quickly.

Osmanthus said: "It must have been a long and tiring journey. I think Tang Yazi's complexion is not as good as when he came back."

Yang Ruoqing glanced at Luo Fengtang again. When she was talking to Osmanthus Changgeng, he always stood aside gently and waited patiently.

Now that the topic turned to him, he smiled slightly and shook his head slightly to show that he was fine.

Chang Geng said: "Osmanthus osmanthus, please don't delay these two. Let them go home quickly. It will be fine when they get home."

Osmanthus fragrans nodded repeatedly and said: "Your mother was talking about you this morning when I was picking vegetables in the vegetable garden. She said you would be home in a few days. I'm so happy. You should hurry back to the village."

Yang Ruoqing said: "Aunt Osmanthus Osmanthus, I will go back first. You guys wait slowly. When you come back, help me tell Xiaoyu and let her bring the children to my house to play!"

Osmanthus fragrans said: "Don't worry, I will definitely bring the message to you, and you will come to my house to play when the time comes."

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Finally entered the house.

Tuoba Xian was the only one at home, and no one else was there.

Seeing Yang Ruoqing and Luo Fengtang entering the courtyard hand in hand, Tuoba Xian was so excited that her eyes were red.

Throwing aside all the etiquette and etiquette he had accepted in the palace in the previous decades, he quickly came to Luo Fengtang.

"Fengtang, you are finally back!"

After saying that, tears rolled out of her eyes.

Luo Fengtang's eyes turned red when he looked at Tuoba Xian, who looked haggard and had obviously lost several pounds.

He took a step back, brushed off his robe and knelt on the ground with a thud.

"Mom, your son's unfilial piety makes you worried!" he said in a deep voice.

Tuoba Xian shed tears but smiled.

He leaned over and held Luo Fengtang's shoulders: "It's good to come back, it's good to come back, get up and talk quickly!"

She lifted up her son, who was a head taller than her, and looked at him carefully.

Luo Fengtang was also looking at his mother, and suddenly realized that her mother was really much older when she came back this time.

The wrinkles at the corners of the eyes are very obvious, and a few white hairs are exposed on the temples.

Luo Fengtang's nose felt sore and tears almost fell out.

"I've lost weight, I've lost weight..." Tuoba Xian said in a low voice.

"My son suffered a lot this time." She added, her eyes and brows filled with distress.

Luo Fengtang shook his head: "Mom, I'm okay, I didn't suffer much, but Qing'er, she tried to save me..."

His words stopped abruptly because Yang Ruoqing was secretly winking at him.

Tuoba Xian cast her eyes on Yang Ruoqing and was suddenly startled.

Tears fell down and she said, "Qing'er will risk his life for you, so why don't you, my mother, not know what she has suffered?"

She stretched out her hand, holding Luo Fengtang's hand with one hand, and holding Yang Ruoqing with the other: "Mother is so happy to see you two come back together, with no missing arms or legs!"

"Come, let's go home and talk in the main room!" she said.

Yang Ruoqing and Luo Fengtang looked at each other and smiled. Luo Fengtang said: "Mother, let us help you!"

The young couple, one on the left and the other on the right, helped Tuoba Xian back to the main room.

As soon as she entered the hall, Tuoba Xian quickly tensed up.

I made hot tea and snacks for them both.

"Mom, why are you alone in the house? Where are my uncle, aunt, and the others?" Luo Fengtang asked in surprise.

Yang Ruoqing said with a smile: "You have stayed outside for a year, are you stupid? It is the busy time of farming right now, uncle and aunt must have gone out to work!"

Luo Fengtang suddenly realized.

"Aren't all the fields in our family rented out? I remember when I was at home last spring, I told my uncle to just take care of the fish ponds and not to do anything with the fields. He is too old now.
Chapter completed!