The chapter begins with a pillow > cushion his lower back to make him more comfortable.

"Is this possible?" She asked.

"Hey, it's a lot, I can see your face." He said.

Yang Ruoqing: "......"

Turning around and walking to the table, he poured a bowl of tea.

Luo Fengtang's eyes chased her back: "Qing'er, you sent Uncle Yan to Lizheng's house, why did you go for so long?" ”

Yang Ruoqing said: "I talked to him for a while, and it was delayed." ”

She took a sip of her tea and tasted the temperature.

Then he turned to the side of the bed and put the tea to his lips: "You can also take a few sips." ”

"Hmm."

He obediently took several sips.

She put down the tea bowl and pulled out the brocade box from the bottom of her sleeve.

"Uncle Yan gave you a way to replenish your body."

She said, and then opened the brocade box.

Seeing the ginseng lying inside, Luo Fengtang was obviously surprised.

"It's ...... Ginseng? He asked.

Yang Ruoqing nodded.

"I heard that they have a lifespan of three hundred years, and you see, they have all grown into human form."

"This kind of ginseng has a high medicinal effect, but it's a good thing."

"For thousands of years, I heard that they can continue their lives." She said.

"We can't accept such a valuable thing." Luo Fengtang hurriedly said.

Yang Ruoqing said: "I said the same thing, but Uncle Yan has good intentions, and he can't go against it." ”

Luo Fengtang still looked like he couldn't feel at ease.

Yang Ruoqing comforted him and said, "Don't worry, when I have the opportunity next time, I will return this love from other aspects." ”

"This wild ginseng is a good thing, and there is no market for it in our area. Keep it for yourself! She said.

Luo Fengtang nodded: "Qing'er, you can arrange it." ”

"Hmm."

She put the box back on and tucked it under her sleeve.

Luo Fengtang asked again: "Why is there a red thread tied to that ginseng?" ”

Yang Ruoqing was stunned and thought for a while.

"I heard that each place has its own folk customs and exquisiteness."

"In the eyes of these ginseng pickers in the north, ginseng is the essence of heaven, earth, mountains and rivers, and the deeper the year, the more aura there is."

"If you say that it will transform into a child, it will run away, and if you tie the ginseng with a red thread, it won't be able to run away." She said.

"Really?" He came interested.

The eyes are shining, it's the first time I've heard this kind of thing, it's very novel.

Yang Ruoqing said: "What about myths and legends, who knows if they are true or not." ”

Luo Fengtang said: "Why don't you loosen the red line and see if it will run away?" ”

Yang Ruoqing smiled: "You stupid melon, do you believe all this?" ”

"Okay, I won't tell you, you've been lying on your stomach for almost a day, and you haven't eaten yet, I'll go get you something to eat."

……

Under Yang Ruoqing's careful care, Luo Fengtang was able to walk on the ground the next day.

After another two days, Luo Fengtang's wounds were almost healed.

On the side yard of Lao Ga Po, Yang Ruoqing and Luo Fengtang went to Qingshui Town together and invited an old doctor who was very experienced in treating asthma in Yihechun.

He took the pulse for Lao Ga Po, asked for a consultation, and prescribed three courses of medicine.

Because there are still a few days to go before the New Year, the old grandson is distressed that Da Ga Gong and Lao Ga Po are in trouble when they return to the mountain.

Leave them here to celebrate the New Year together, and in the first month of next year, they will go back to Sunjiagou together to pay New Year's greetings.

It happened that on the twenty-sixth, the old Luo family sent the New Year's gift to Yang Huazhong's house.

On the side of Sun's mother's house, the old mansion and the old Yang head, all gathered together, and the three tables were set up lively.

After the supper, everyone dispersed.

Lao Yang Tou, Lao Sun Tou, Lao Sun Tou's cousin, Luo Blacksmith and Yang Huazhong were still smoking, drinking tea, and chatting in the hall.

Although Lao Ga Po is old and has ears, she is a child, and she also likes to be lively.

The old man sat on the side of the moon-shaped warm bucket to bake the fire, and Mrs. Sun sat on the side to make compensation.

Yang Ruoqing came to the backyard stove room.

Sun and Da Sun are cleaning up the dishes and chopsticks.

"Mother, I'll help you." Yang Ruoqing said, and then rolled up her sleeves.

Sun pushed her out: "With me and your aunt, it's enough, you go back to the house and sleep." ”

"It's still early, I can't sleep."

"Then go to the front yard and listen to your Ga Gong and them."

"That's it, it's hard work and aunt!"

"Hey, this girl, you're polite wherever you go!"

Yang Ruoqing returned to the front yard hall, just in time to catch up with the old grandson and they were there to talk about the past ten miles and eight villages.

Luo Fengtang stood aside to refill tea for them.

He smiled at her as he saw her coming.

Came to her with a bowl of hot tea, "Holding and covering your hands." ”

He whispered.

She smiled at him, and the two of them sat down on a high stool.

In such a winter night, listen to the elders tell the story of a long, long time ago......

In the winter night chat topics of the Zhuang family, the most talked about are none other than those stories with mythological colors.

Ghosts, monsters, mountain elves or something.

They are kind and simple, but they are ignorant and backward, and they all believe in the reincarnation of cause and effect in their bones.

The topic, I don't know how long, came to the topic of having a child.

Lao Ga Po pricked up her ears to listen, and when she couldn't hear it, she asked Mrs. Sun to tell her.

Here, Yang Ruoqing saw Lao Ga Po's reaction in her eyes and couldn't help laughing.

She lightly touched Luo Fengtang's arm beside her: "Old man, old man, look at my old Ga Po, this is really the same as a child." ”

Luo Fengtang also hooked his lips slightly.

At this time, the old Ga Po who was sitting in the warm bucket over there said loudly: "I heard you talk about this night, it's strange, I'll talk about one of the old women." ”

She was the oldest and tallest in the room.

She opened her mouth, and everyone fell silent.

Lao Yang Tou smiled and said to Lao Ga Po: "Old aunt, I heard that you were the most famous midwife in Shili Eight Villages, you have a lot of knowledge, tell us about it." ”

The old woman grinned with a shriveled mouth that had lost all her teeth.

"I won't talk about what I've heard about those gods and ghosts, everyone has heard it from other places, and I haven't seen it in person, so I can't count them."

She waved her hand.

"I'm going to tell you something about me today, I met when I was a young man delivering a baby."

"I've been delivering babies for most of my life, and I don't remember anything else, just that one, I can't forget it for the rest of my life!" She said.

Everyone was interested, and all of them were silent, listening to what the old Ga Po said.

"My craft of delivering babies was passed on to me by my mother."

"I remember at that time, I was just fourteen or fifteen years old, and I haven't raised a baby yet!"

"One winter, when the snow closed the door, I was taken to a mountain temple in the mountains to deliver a woman."

"Old woman, that's not right, right? When someone's daughter-in-law gives birth to a baby, isn't it all in bed at home on a cold day? Why did you live in the mountain temple? ”

Old Yang couldn't help but interrupt Lao Ga Po's words.

Lao Ga Po said: "I remember correctly, it is the mountain temple." ”

"When I arrived, there were three of them."

"A man, tall and big, and good-looking."

"There was a woman standing beside him, looking at the clothes of the two people, like two people, the family should be rich." End of chapter - >