Erhong nodded. "I married Uncle Yang Ping this spring. I just gave birth to a child two days ago. I even went to see it." The little girl said it proudly. It's like what an amazing thing it is to see other people's children.
"Have a baby?" Yang Qiong almost choked on her own saliva. Get married in spring and have children in summer? What about a liar? But I can't explain it to a little girl. Besides, this is someone else's business, what does it have to do with her
"Is Aunt Shen married?" Er Hong lowered her head again and looked at Shen Qiuhua's sleeping face.
"Uh..." Yang Qiong dragged a long tone, not knowing how to answer. Say it's not over, so what's going on with yourself? After all, there is no proof. It has to be said that this is the embarrassment of gay love.
Er Hong didn't seem to care about Yang Qiong's answer, "Will Aunt Shen also have children in the future?"
Yang Qiong continued to be speechless.
"Then her child must be very beautiful. She is as beautiful as Aunt Shen." Er Hong smiled and narrowed her eyes.
Yang Qiong also looked down at Shen Qiuhua, yes, if it is Qiuhua's child, no matter male or female, it must be a beauty. Unfortunately, she followed herself.
Mountain people get up early. Before dawn, the big rooster behind the house began to croak. The family began to get up one after another, busy with the day's work.
Shen Qiuhua opened his eyes, but saw that it was still dark in front of him. Only the big cock screamed over and over again, making the sleepy person collapse.
"I'll slaughter that chicken in a while." Yang Qiong said collapsed.
When Shen Qiuhua woke up, he found that his limbs were aching. She, a house girl, struggled for a day yesterday, and it's normal to have such a reaction today. She buried her face in Yang Qiong's chest, as if she didn't want to get up.
"Hey, Qiuhua, don't take the opportunity to eat my tofu." Yang Qiong whispered.
Shen Qiuhua blushed, remembering that this is not his home, Yang Qiong's words are too easy to be misunderstood. She hurriedly raised her head and looked at Er Hong on the other side.
Erhong's place is already empty. "She woke up a long time ago, and now she went up the mountain to pick up firewood with her second sister-in-law." How vigilant Yang Qiong was, when the big cock croaked for the first time, Er Hong put on her clothes and went out.
"It's hard to do these things at such a young age." Shen Qiuhua breathed a sigh of relief when he heard that the big cock outside seemed tired and finally stopped barking.
"The children in the mountains are like this." Yang Qiong didn't think there was anything. She was younger than Erhong when she did these things.
Shen Qiuhua moved his arm, sore and sore. Couldn't help frowning. Yang Qiong's hand has been stretched out. "You don't always exercise, it's inevitable." She was already helping her massage.
Yang Qiong's hand is very strong, and it is extremely comfortable to hold. Shen Qiuhua fell asleep again in a daze. Yang Qiong looked at her who was sleeping defenselessly, and couldn't help lowering her head and kissing her. Shen Qiuhua should not have fallen asleep yet, and he seemed to show a smile, which made Yang Qiong even more itchy, and his hands began to move around.
Shen Qiuhua is also used to it, it's all about this person, so let her go. She could feel that Yang Qiong's movements were very gentle, and she didn't seem to want to disturb her sleep. Just thinking about it in such a daze, she finally fell asleep.
When Erhong entered the room, Yang Qiong had already woken up, but Shen Qiuhua had not woken up yet.
"Aunt Shen is so tired! I haven't woken up until now." Er Hong was a little surprised.
"She, she has always played with her brain. This kind of thing that requires physical strength is not suitable for her." Yang Qiong was refreshed at this time, leaving Erhong to look at Shen Qiuhua, and went out to see her parents.
Father Yang was smoking a tobacco pouch in the yard at this time, and nodded when he saw Yang Qiong come out. "Xiao Qiong, go to the ancestral hall today and see your grandparents." This is not a suggestion, it's an order.
"I see." Yang Qiong didn't feel bad about this blunt tone, she was used to hearing it when she returned home.
Back in the room, Shen Qiuhua finally woke up. Now that I have packed up, I am chatting with Erhong.
"Qiuhua, I want to worship the ancestral hall. If you go out later, I will take you to see my grandparents." Outsiders are not allowed to participate in worshipping the ancestral hall. Yang Qiong believed that Shen Qiuhua would understand.
Of course Shen Qiuhua understood this, nodded and instructed Yang Qiong to go and return early.
Yang Qiong came to the Yang family ancestral hall in the south of the village. This should be the best repaired place in the village. In the ancestral hall, there are seniors with high morals and respects on duty in turn, and those who have nothing to do are not allowed to enter the ancestral hall at will.
The news of Yang Qiong's return spread throughout the village last night. As long as a small pebble falls in a pool of stagnant water, the ripples caused by it will spread around.
"Good morning, third grandpa. I'm here to offer incense sticks to our ancestors." Yang Qiong said to the old man sitting at the door.
The third grandfather is the third younger brother of Grandpa Yang Qiong, and is a rare literate person in that generation. At this moment, he looked at Yang Qiong, looked up and down for a long time, and said, "Xiao Qiong, you haven't been home for seven or eight years, right?"
Yang Qiong nodded. "The third grandpa has a really good memory."
"No way, I'm old, I can't remember it." The third grandfather waved his hand, "Go in and put a stick of incense on the ancestors, the ancestors will bless you."
Yang Qiong entered the ancestral hall, looked at the table full of spiritual seats, knelt down and kowtowed three times. He picked up a bundle of incense from the table, lit it on the ever-bright lantern beside him, bowed three times, and lit the incense burner.
Then she found a spiritual seat in the corner of the ancestral hall, with the seat of Yang's dream cloud written on it. This person is her aunt, and the one she was adopted. My aunt never married and died at the age of seventy-eight. In order to recognize her bravery, the Yang clan specially allowed her spiritual status to enter the ancestral hall.
While stroking the spiritual seat, the corners of Yang Qiong's mouth curved slightly. "Auntie, Xiao Qiong is here to see you." The man who raised himself alone told her a long story before his death. Young Qiong Yang always thought it was just a story, but in retrospect, it was the truth that my aunt never married.
After worshiping the ancestral hall, Yang Qiong greeted the third grandfather and turned to the grandparents' house.
At the intersection ahead, Er Hong and Shen Qiuhua were waiting. This is what they agreed, Yang Qiong went to worship the ancestral hall, and Shen Qiuhua was led by Erhong to wait for her here.
Villagers passed by, all looking at Shen Qiuhua. Everyone in the village knew each other, so Shen Qiuhua's appearance seemed very abrupt. However, with Er Hong accompanied, others did not imagine Shen Qiuhua as a bad person.
Seeing Yang Qiong's figure, Shen Qiuhua greeted him with a smile.
"Thank you, Erhong." Yang Qiong hooked her niece's nose.
Erhong touched her nose and jumped away.
Shen Qiuhua carried a gift for Yang Qiong's grandparents, and the two went to visit together.
Yang Qiong's grandparents are in their eighties, and they waited for a long time just to open the door. After opening the door, I saw Shen Qiuhua, and it took a while to recognize it.
"Grandma, I'm Xiao Qiong." Yang Qiong lowered her head and brought her face to Grandma Yang's side for her to take a good look at.
"Yeah, it's Xiao Qiong." Grandma Yang's eyes fell on Shen Qiuhua behind Yang Qiong. Her hands trembled and she couldn't stand still. "Kang... Concubine Kang..."
This sentence frightened Shen Qiuhua and Yang Qiong. The two looked at each other, not knowing how to respond.
"Grandma, what did you say?" Yang Qiong reacted and had to ask again to confirm.
Grandma Yang's eyes stared straight at Shen Qiuhua, and she stretched out her hand tremblingly, "You're the real concubine Kang, I won't admit it wrong!"
Shen Qiuhua felt that her scalp was a little numb. Yet he remained calm. "Who are you?"
"Slave Bai Tao!" Grandma Yang burst into tears for a while.
Shen Qiuhua frowned, "Bai Tao? Bai Tao under Sister Zhou?"
Hearing Shen Qiuhua mentioning Concubine Zhou Jin, Grandma Yang burst into tears, "Exactly, this servant is Bai Tao by Empress Jin Fei's side!"
Yang Qiong was covered in cold sweat at the moment. Is your grandma the Bai Tao who was beaten to death by the concubine Jin? what's going on? Borrowing the corpse to bring back the soul? Or reincarnated? If it was in the past, she would never believe that such absurd and bizarre things happened in the world. But now, after she has passed through it once, she has completely believed in this kind of thing.
Shen Qiuhua was of course even more shocked. Bai Tao has always been a scar of Concubine Zhou Jin, and it is the main reason why Concubine Zhou's behavior in the palace has changed drastically. Although she didn't spend much time with Bai Tao, she knew that she was a loyal and good girl. She turned her head to look at Yang Qiong in confusion, hoping that the latter could give her an answer.
"Qiuhua, my grandmother's name is Jiang Baitao." Only at this time did Yang Qiong associate her grandmother's name with Zhou Jinfei's maid.
"What the hell is going on?" Shen Qiuhua couldn't understand.
The three entered the house. Grandpa Yang was drinking tea by the window. When he saw them coming in, he greeted them, "Xiao Qiong, have a good chat with your grandma."
This loud voice made Shen Qiuhua jump.
"My grandpa's ears are not good." Yang Qiong pointed to his own ears.
Grandma Yang brought the two to the back room at this time, and Yang Qiong hurriedly gave the gift in her hand. Grandma Yang didn't even look at it, she just put it in the corner of the room.
The three stared at each other for a while, seemingly not knowing how to speak. This is a little weird.
"Niangniang, how did you come to this era?" Grandma Yang spoke first.
Shen Qiuhua explained the whole thing in the simplest language, and then asked, "What's the matter with you?"
Grandma Yang smiled and said, "The slave maid was reincarnated after her death, but the strange thing is that the memory of the previous life has not been erased, so I still remember everything from the previous life clearly."
"So it is." Shen Qiuhua nodded. Thinking that since she was able to cross over and she had seen Qian Ling with her own eyes, it would not be surprising to encounter another white peach.
"Are you doing well here?" Shen Qiuhua looked at the humble house in front of him, feeling a little uncomfortable. A woman like Bai Tao should be better taken care of in this life.
Grandma Yang said with a smile: "Niang Niang, my husband treats me very well. Although this place is not connected to the outside world, it remains simple and pure. I am more suitable for this place, and the messy things outside are not suitable for me."