There was no shortage of food on the way to escape, and the lucky lady was busy farming.

Song Rutang laughed after hearing this:

"Why, you don't dare to admit what you have done? You are such a manly man, do you dare to do it or not?"

"how is this possible!"

With his self-esteem frustrated, Zhu Youcai naturally refused to admit it. He twisted his neck and retorted, but then he thought of something again and suddenly withered back:

"If my mother finds out about this, she will definitely beat me to death!"

"Is it okay if you don't tell her no?"

Song Rutang wanted to fool around again, but she didn't want to accidentally ask Zhu Youcai to break away from her hand.

Song Rutang didn't chase him, but let him go.

After all, she knew that even if Zhu Youcai went back, he would not dare to say anything to his parents. What he should be worried about was the funeral of Mrs. Yang here.

Despite some twists and turns, the funeral was still proceeding in an orderly manner. In addition to the Lin family who had just come to cause trouble, there was also an uninvited guest.

It was the Zhu family from the capital, bringing many paper horses and carriages to express their condolences.

Everyone who had finished watching the fun and was about to leave saw this scene and came back to watch the fun.

Zhu Huafeng got off the carriage and looked at the surrounding scenery without changing his expression. When he saw the officers and soldiers not far away, he probably guessed something about the situation.

Without showing any expression on his face, he asked his servants to bring things from the carriage and carry them box by box into the Yang Mansion.

Yang Mingli hurriedly went to pick up the people and asked the remaining servants in Yang's house to pick up the things and move them into the backyard.

"Brother Feng, why are you here today?"

"My aunt is having a funeral today. As a junior, I naturally have to come over and take a look at the business we are going to discuss."

Zhu Hua was humble and polite on the cover. Although he had known Yang Mingli for many years and was very familiar with him, he still maintained a polite distance in front of outsiders. He first bowed to Yang Mingli and handed him a greeting card.

Yang Mingli had long been familiar with Zhu Huafeng's formalistic behavior outside, and he returned the favor in vain, invited Zhu Huafeng in, and took him to a special reception room.

The whole Yang family became increasingly busy.

At this moment, the house was busy with the funeral of Mrs. Yang. Yang Mingli only exchanged a few words with Zhu Huafeng before going out to do some work.

The hearse had just started driving, and within a few steps, Yang Mingli caught up and followed the funeral procession.

There had just been a farce, which almost ruined the funeral of Mrs. Yang. The atmosphere in the Yang family was not very good. In addition, the death of Mrs. Yang made everyone feel more or less uncomfortable. There was no one on the road. Say anything more.

There were faint cries in the team.

In the front, Yang Mingshu was supporting You as he walked in front. As soon as Yang Mingli came, he took the initiative to go to the front and take the lead.

Yang Mingshu and Youshi retreated automatically, just in front of Song Rutang.

Youshi turned her head and smiled stupidly at Song Rutang several times with tears in her eyes.

Song Rutang had never encountered this kind of situation before, so he didn't know how to react and was a little at a loss.

"Don't be afraid, your aunt just misses the child."

Yang Mingshu was afraid that Song Rutang would be afraid, so he pulled Youshi closer to him and said a few words of comfort to Song Rutang.

Song Rutang came back to her senses at this moment and looked at Youshi. Seeing that her eyes were clear and she had no intention of harming anyone, she felt more at ease and was not so resistant to Youshi.

Sometimes compared with people who have ulterior motives, Youshi is obviously more sincere and safer.

Song Rutang put a Tang Pozi into her hand soothingly: "It's cold, and my aunt is not in good health. Be careful not to get too cold."

A Tang Pozi was stuffed into her hand unexpectedly. Youshi was stunned for a moment, then she felt the warm touch in her palm and raised her head to face Song Rutang with a silly smile.

"Rong'er, Rong'er."

Only then did Yang Mingshu realize that although he had added several layers of clothes to Youshi's body, Youshi's hands were still naked and blowing in the wind.

A trace of guilt flashed across his face, and he quickly touched Youshi's hand, only to feel that the back of her hand was cold, and Mrs. Tang had become much warmer with Song Rutang in her palm.

After thanking you, he held You's cloak and pulled it closer to her body, and then he led her forward sadly.

There were faint cries in the team.

Song Rutang turned around and saw Yang Songlan's eyes were slightly red. Knowing that she was feeling uncomfortable, he reached out and held her hand.

Yang Songlan's nose felt sore, and her tears flowed down as if they were broken.

But he immediately squeezed a handkerchief to wipe away his tears, raised his head to the sky and blinked. When his eyes were dry, he dared to look at Song Rutang with his head flat and said:

"Don't be sad. If your grandma sees it, she will be worried again."

Song Rutang nodded:

"I know that grandma wishes us well, and also hopes that we can send her off happily."

Pedestrians passed by in twos and threes on the road, Song Rutang put on her clothes, Nuan Baobao felt warmth in her body.

Song Rutang lowered his head, listening to the sorrow and music in his ears, his mind suddenly became far away.

I wish my family is here today, probably because of the chili pepper. She will have to be interrogated a lot. However, her store is about to be renovated after the snow stops these days, so she is a little busy for a while. I have practiced more in vegetable fields.

Thinking of the vegetable fields, Song Rutang called the system while walking:
"How do you think about the test field last time?"

I thought I would say a few more words, but I didn't expect that she got a response right away this time:
[A test field grid has been issued to the host]

Song Rutang was walking on the road, and it was not convenient to check. He only felt that there was indeed an extra object on his body, so he stopped caring about the experimental field and just followed it forward.

Not long after, the Yang family's cemetery arrived.

This was Song Rutang's first visit to the cemetery. No matter whether she had peeked into the memory of the original owner in modern times or after time travel, as a girl, she was not allowed to visit the ancestral graves at home.

This is the first time I have set foot in the cemetery at home. No matter what, it always makes people feel extremely solemn.

As the team slowly moved forward, the coffin stopped in front of a cemetery, and Mr. Yang's name was engraved on it.

The process was cumbersome at the moment, and Song Rutang felt that as a grandchild, he had very little to do, so he just had to stand in the same position at the back.

No one was paying attention to her at this moment. Naturally, it was impossible for anyone to speak at this time. With a thought in her mind, Song Rutang went into the experimental field provided by the system to take a look.

This place was no different from the fields outside. Song Rutang looked around and found the temperature adjustment mode from one side.

She searched and searched, adjusted the temperature to spring, and planted some pepper seeds.

Speed ​​up the flow of time, and the pepper seeds grow at a very fast speed.

Not long after, the seeds sprouted.

It's just that the growth doesn't seem to be very good and it hasn't achieved the effect Song Rutang wanted.

Song Rutang scratched his head, took out the nursery encyclopedia and read it again.