After dinner, Yang Ruoqing thought about it and felt that it was necessary to go to Lao Mu's house to visit Mu Zichuan.

Tonight is the first night, and it must be difficult for him to be alone.

But to avoid taboos, she definitely couldn't go there alone, so when she asked to go to Lao Mu's house, Blacksmith Luo and Wang Cuilian both said they wanted to accompany her, and Yang Ruoqing did not refuse.

After dinner, Yang Ruoqing handed Baby Luo to Tuoba Xian, put away the dishes, and guessed that it was almost time, so she went out of the yard with Blacksmith Luo and Wang Cuilian.

Yang Ruoqing held Wang Cuilian's arm and walked in front, while Blacksmith Luo followed behind carrying a lantern.

As soon as she reached the pond dam, Yang Ruoqing suddenly saw movement behind the willow tree over there.

Yang Ruoqing stopped and suddenly remembered that it was also at this time a few days ago, and she was also here, and saw a noise behind the willow tree over there.

At that time, I was anxious to go to Lao Mu's house for a wake, so I didn't go over to check what was going on.

At that time, the image on the back was Wang Hongquan. Could it be that this time...

"Qing'er, why don't you leave?" Wang Cuilian saw that Yang Ruoqing kept looking over there and asked.

Yang Ruoqing said: "There is someone behind the willow tree over there."

"ah?"

Wang Cuilian was so frightened that her face turned pale, her eyes rolled around, and she leaned closer to Yang Ruoqing in fear.

Yang Ruoqing knew that Wang Cuilian wanted to go to the ghosts and gods, and didn't want to scare her aunt too much, so she gave up the urge to go and check it out.

"It's nothing. Maybe there are water birds behind the willow tree. They just moved. Auntie, let's keep going."

Yang Ruoqing said, took Wang Cuilian's hand again, and went to the village.

As soon as I walked under the old maple tree, I met three people coming towards me.

"Qing'er?" A familiar female voice.

"Aunt Mei'er?" Yang Ruoqing asked.

Two groups of people met together. The other party was Yang Huamei and Wang Shuanzi's two sisters, Wang Chunhua and Wang Cuihua.

The three of them were all in a hurry. When they came out at night, none of them had a lantern in their hands.

"Qing'er, where are you and your uncle and aunt going?" Yang Huamei asked.

Yang Ruoqing said: "I want to go to Lao Mu's house and see Zichuan."

Yang Huamei nodded. Wang Chunhua and Wang Cuihua behind her briefly said hello to Yang Ruoqing and Luo Tiejiang, and then looked around.

"Auntie, where are you going this late at night? I didn't mention a lantern..." Yang Ruoqing asked, but a guess already flashed through her mind.

Sure enough, Yang Huamei said: "We are looking for..."

"Meier!"

Wang Chunhua, who was standing behind Yang Huamei, suddenly tugged on the sleeve of Yang Huamei's clothes, which was a hint to Yang Huamei not to say anything.

Yang Huamei turned her head and looked at Wang Chunhua, feeling a little unhappy.

At this moment, Yang Ruoqing took the initiative to speak: "Auntie, you guys are busy first, we have to rush to Lao Mu's house."

"So, do you want to leave this lantern to you? When we were coming up to the dam, we heard some movement on the other side of the willow tree. Maybe it was a wild cat or dog. You won't get tripped up even if you hold the lantern."

There was information revealed in Yang Ruoqing's words, and sisters Yang Huamei, Wang Chunhua and Wang Cuihua recognized it immediately.

"There is no need for the lantern. You can keep it to yourselves. The three of us have eaten too much at night and went for a walk to relieve our appetite." Wang Chunhua added, "Well, let's go now. See you tomorrow!"

Yang Ruoqing and the others had just taken a few steps when she turned around and looked back, and saw Yang Huamei and the others rushing towards the willow tree.

It seems that something really went wrong with Wang Hongquan, otherwise it would be impossible for his wife and two daughters to act together...

Lao Mu's house.

There were lights on in the house and in the yard.

But there was no one walking around in the yard.

As soon as Yang Ruoqing and the three of them entered the courtyard, a servant girl came out of the main room, holding a tray with food on it.

Seeing Yang Ruoqing and others approaching, the maid hurried over to say hello.

"Where is Zichuan?" Yang Ruoqing asked.

The maid turned around and glanced into the West Room behind her, and sighed: "My uncle has been shutting himself up in the West Room since he came back from the mountain. He didn't even use his chopsticks for lunch or dinner. He just drank two sips of water and said nothing

say."

Hearing this, Yang Ruoqing frowned.

"You go and heat up the food first, and then bring it over when it's done," she said.

The servant girl nodded, turned around and went to the kitchen.

Yang Ruoqing stepped into the house.

In the west room, Mu Zichuan sat beside Zichuan's mother's empty bed, with his head drooped and his eyes unblinkingly staring at the empty dustpan placed on his legs.

He didn't notice the movement of the three of them entering the room at all. Obviously, he had been immersed in this atmosphere for a long time.

"Zichuan, I heard from the servant that you haven't eaten for two meals, so you have to eat a few mouthfuls, otherwise you will be starved." Blacksmith Luo was the first to speak out.

Mu Zichuan just raised his head and saw three people suddenly appeared in front of him. He was in a daze for a moment, and then came back to his senses.

"Uncle Luo, Auntie, Qing'er, you are here..." He stood up, still holding the dustpan in his hand.

Blacksmith Luo said: "Qing'er doesn't trust you and wants to come over and have a look. We don't trust Qing'er walking alone at night, so we come with her."

Wang Cuilian also nodded repeatedly.

Yang Ruoqing looked at him with worry.

A warm current surged through Muzichuan's heart, and he looked at the three people in front of him with a moved expression.

At this moment, the maid from earlier had heated up the food and brought it in again.

Yang Ruoqing said: "Give it to me."

After taking the meal, she went straight to Mu Zichuan.

"Zichuan, take a few bites, even if you finish the soup, it will be good," she said.

Mu Zichuan originally had no appetite at all, but when he saw the sincere eyes of the person in front of him, he couldn't bear to refuse. He put the dustpan aside for the time being, took the bowl and chopsticks and took a few bites gracefully.

Yang Ruoqing glanced at the west room, and saw that there were all the traces left behind during the funeral.

"Why don't you clean up this house?" Yang Ruoqing asked the servant girl again, with a bit of reproach in her tone.

The servant woman looked embarrassed, and Mu Zichuan said, "It's none of their business. I don't allow them to clean up this house."

Yang Ruoqing said no more and ate with Mu Zichuan in silence.

At this time, any verbal comfort is pale. Staying with him silently for a while and watching him eat a bowl of food with your own eyes is the most important thing.

Blacksmith Luo and Wang Cuilian also remained silent. Only after Mu Zichuan finished a bowl of rice did Yang Ruoqing stand up.

"If my godmother is alive and doesn't want to see you torture yourself like this, just stay in the west room for a while and go back to the east room to sleep early." Yang Ruoqing said.
Chapter completed!