"Qing'er, you think so much, I can't learn it......" Xiaoyu said.

The eyes couldn't help but turn red again.

Yang Ruoqing glanced at Xiaoyu and couldn't help but joke with her: "Eh, I'll just ask, who are you thinking about when you look sadder than me?" Tang Yanzi? ”

"Phew!" Xiaoyu glanced at Yang Ruoqing.

"Tang Lingzi is your man, okay? It's also your concern! "Light rain road.

"Haha, that's Brother Ning? Little Nizifang is excited? Yang Ruoqing said.

Xiaoyu's face turned even redder.

"I won't tell you, you can make fun of me!"

She stomped her feet, left Yang Ruoqing, and ran back to the village by herself.

Yang Ruoqing turned around.

Once again, he glanced in the direction they had disappeared.

Then he turned around and went back to the village.

Tang Lingzi is gone, but life has to go on.

What's more, his hasty departure, the elders on both sides of the family are still in the dark.

The matter of explanation fell on Yang Ruoqing's shoulders.

She didn't dare to tell them that he had followed Ning Su to fight the bandits.

She just said that he went with a fellow villager in nearby Baiquan Town to join the army with Ning Su.

That fellow is naturally the royal tomb.

Fortunately, the family members on both sides are tolerant and reasonable elders.

Didn't say anything.

However, from the day he learned that his son-in-law had joined the army, Sun lit a lantern in front of the statue of the god of the stove.

Pray to the gods to bless Tang Yanzi for a safe return.

Yang Ruoqing saw all this in her eyes and was moved in her heart.

Tang Lingzi left early in the morning on the 4th.

That night, there was a light rain outside.

Yang Ruoqing tossed and turned, guessing where he was at this time?

Did you bring rain gear? Is it raining?

Or slept in a barracks tent?

Have you eaten the zongzi?

Do you like that sweetness?

She remembered that he used to tell her that in the past during the Dragon Boat Festival, the most envious thing was that other people's families had zongzi to eat.

He and Uncle Luo can't eat enough, and the two old men won't be able to handle those seasonal meals.

This year is different, he has a daughter-in-law and a mother-in-law......

I can finally eat hot rice dumplings.

Thinking of this, Yang Ruoqing couldn't help but hook the corners of her lips.

I thought about it for a long time, until my eyelids couldn't hold it anymore, and then I fell into a deep sleep.

At this time, someone in the tent of the marching camp far away in the mountains was trembling his hands slightly and peeling off the zongzi in his hand.

This is the food he has envied for many years.

I can finally have this mouthful.

Colorful silk threads, wrapped around the outside of the plump dumpling leaves.

Meaning auspicious.

The yellow and green leaves are peeled off, revealing the attractive color of the rice dumplings inside.

Date dumplings?

His eyes lit up, and he took a careful bite.

Gently chewing the beautiful taste on the tip of his tongue, a touch of gentle intoxication appeared on his cold face......

Ning Su bent in.

Seeing Luo Fengtang's appearance, Ning Su laughed.

"What, eating zongzi made by my daughter-in-law tastes different, right?" He asked.

Tomorrow is the Dragon Boat Festival, and the men who accompanied the army also made zongzi for dinner in order to meet the festival.

But this boy hid in the tent.

Hearing Ning Su's joke, Luo Fengtang was a little embarrassed.

"My Qing'er's craftsmanship is good, you can taste it!"

He grabbed two zongzi and threw them to Ning Su.

Ning Su was not polite, received the hand, sat on the ground, and began to peel it off.

"Well, don't say it, Qing'er's craftsmanship is really good!"

Ning Su's mouth was full, and his cheeks were bulging.

"I used to eat zongzi at home every year."

"In order to please my father, those aunts make all kinds of zongzi every Dragon Boat Festival."

"Compared with Qing'er's candied date dumplings, it's far behind......"

Hearing his brother praise his daughter-in-law like this, Luo Fengtang was very happy.

Suddenly, Ning Su seemed to have discovered something, pointed to the zongzi and asked Luo Fengtang: "Do your dates have a core?" ”

Luo Fengtang was stunned and thought about it seriously.

"Nope." He said.

Ning Su also said: "I don't have these two I eat." ”

Luo Fengtang thought of something, and took one from the burden and peeled it off.

Not really!

That girl......

"Tang Yanzi, you are really blessed to find a delicate girl like Qing'er as your daughter-in-law!"

Ning Su's voice with emotion came.

From childhood to adulthood, I have seen a lot of women and men inviting pets.

A woman is not sincere to a man.

It's not about how she talks and how she dresses up.

It's about what she does.

Yang Ruoqing, a girl, really cares about Tang Lingzi.

Ning Su stood up and patted Luo Fengtang on the shoulder.

"You eat slowly, I'll go see the royal tomb."

Ning Su immediately left the camp, leaving Luo Fengtang alone.

He looked at the seedless date dumplings in his hand, a man who never shed tears.

Tonight, the corners of my eyes were a little moist.

It's like last night, the girl sat under the lamp, removing the jujube cores one by one......

She's got a sore neck, isn't she? Hand numb, right?

This silly girl!

……

It rained lightly overnight, and early in the morning, the rain stopped.

Yang Ruoqing finished washing and pushed open the door of the house, just in time for Sun to come back from outside.

The woman was dressed in a cloak and a hat, and carried in her hand a large bundle of calamus and wormwood.

Yang Ruoqing was stunned.

Today is the fifth day of the fifth month of May, the Dragon Boat Festival.

According to the customs of this area, the Dragon Boat Festival has to insert calamus and wormwood on the doors and windows.

It is used to seek good fortune and ward off evil spirits.

Seeing Yang Ruoqing come out, Sun greeted her with a smile.

"Qing'er, come and help my mother put up these calamus wormwood."

"Oh, okay!"

Yang Ruoqing answered, and came over to work with the Sun family.

The aroma of wormwood is refreshing.

It also diluted some of her sluggish emotions due to Luo Fengtang's departure.

"Did I plug it in over there?" She asked as she tidied up.

Sun said: "I went to the field with your aunt to cut just now, and they should have plugged in this time." ”

"Well, that's good!" Yang Ruoqing said.

"Mother, Tang Yanzi has gone to the army, Uncle Luo is at home alone, today is the holiday, invite him to come over at noon and have lunch together, right?" She consulted Sun's meaning.

Sun smiled.

"Silly girl, this is a must!"

"By the way, you can go to your Uncle Luo to say hello later, and by the way, bring some calamus wormwood over to his house and plug it in."

"yes, yes!"

During the Dragon Boat Festival, many families in the village are busy making zongzi.

However, some poor families who can't open the pot still can't eat zongzi.

For example, the old Locke family used to be.

For example, today's Yang family has four rooms.

Yang Huaming and Liu are not involved in production.

When the family was separated, the few acres of land that Lao Yang Tou gave them were sold by half of the two people.

The silver obtained from selling the field, the two **** sit at home and eat empty.

In addition, during this period, Yang Huaming was trampled on and broke his life, and he lay in bed for a month to recuperate.

Seeing a doctor and taking medicine, the money that sold the fields at the beginning had already been spent.