Farmer's wife: Xianggong, if you are sick

Chapter 122
Song Yaomei didn't dare to make an axe in front of Li Sanlang, she took the dates with her hands and ate them.

Li Sanlang grabbed Song Yaomei's hand all of a sudden.

Song Yaomei's ears are still red, maybe she wants her to feed him?

Just thinking about it, my heart is like a deer bumping around.

Who knows, Li Sanlang scratched Song Yaomei's nose again, "What are you thinking! Little thing!"

As he spoke, he took a piece of cloth to wipe Song Yaomei's hands.

Song Yaomei is embarrassing, and her head is even lowered.

At this time, Mrs. Li shouted outside: "Sanlang, come and help your mother, the ancestor worship will start soon."

However, Li Sanlang gently straightened the hair around Song Yaomei's ears, "My lady, hurry up, or the ancestors in the family will have to wait in a hurry!"

Song Yaomei lowered her head and nodded.

Hearing Li Sanlang's voice coming out of the room, Song Yaomei raised her head.

What are you doing?

It's really embarrassing, okay?
Seeing the mess in the room, Song Yaomei had no choice but to get up.

Simply tidy up and go out to help.

The Li family is not a big family in the village, they were brought in from outside, so there is no ancestral hall.

You just need to put some food, water and wine as offerings at home.

The dishes are relatively simple, a pot of pork head meat, a piece of fish, a piece of tofu with green onions, and a plate of scrambled eggs with leeks, it is considered complete.

Rice is plenty.

Except for the hands, two bowls were placed on the other four tables.The bowl is full of rice covered upside down.

Li Sanlang laid a line with straw first, and he had to burn paper money for his ancestors in a while.

After Li Sanlang was done, he went to the incense cabinet and lit the candles.

Mrs. Li took the futon and put it behind the straw.

Da Ya is distributing chopsticks.

But Song Yaomei, the last one to come out, has no work to do.

Song Yaomei asked: "Mom, is there anything I can do?"

Mrs. Li just smiled, "Sister Yao, just take care of yourself, and add another grandson to our Li family later."

Song Yaomei shyly said: "Mother!"

But he turned around and stood behind Li Sanlang, ready to help Li Sanlang burn a piece of paper money.

After Li Sanlang lit the candles, he moved the bench slightly, "Please sit down, my ancestor!"

After everything was settled, the straw was lit with a fire pocket, and then the paper money began to be burned.

Song Yaomei was also helping, holding a stack of paper money in her hand, ready to burn it on the fire.

Just as he was about to light it, his wrist was grabbed by a big hand.

"Miss, this can't be done!"

Song Yaomei asked suspiciously: "What's wrong?"

Mrs. Li came over to answer questions, "This woman must not use her right hand to burn money to her ancestors. If she wants to burn it, she must use her left hand, otherwise the money my ancestors got will be broken and cannot be used."

Oh my god, Song Yaomei has nothing to say about the superstition of this ancient people.

The ancient people paid attention to the whole body and put it into the earth for peace, and the body and skin are taken care of by their parents. If we know that many people are constantly undergoing plastic surgery, liposuction, and even have their ribs cut off for the sake of beauty, what should we do?

I don't think anyone will want these waste after surgery.

Song Yaomei thought about it but was about to put down the things in her hands, got up and walked to the side of Da Ya.

There is nothing wrong with following the child!
But just as she was about to leave, she was grabbed by Li Sanlang.

Song Yaomei said angrily: "What are you doing? Let go!"

Li Sanlang immediately hugged Song Yaomei in his arms with all his strength.

Song Yaomei said: "Why are you crazy?"

But seeing Li Shi was just embarrassed but didn't stop him.So he obediently accepted his fate.

Li Sanlang kneeled Song Yaomei on the futon like himself, and kowtowed to the ancestor.

Song Yaomei looked at the incense candles on the incense cabinet emitting curling smoke, and the food on the dining table was wafting with the aroma of vegetables.

She seemed to see the old man sitting on the table.

They were watching them while they were eating their dishes.

Song Yaomei kowtowed three times.

I thought this was the end.

Who knows that Li Sanlang still insists on Song Yaomei!
Song Yaomei turned her head to look at Li Sanlang, and saw that he was very serious, and said every word with a serious expression: "The Li family is not filial to the grandson, and today I brought the daughter-in-law of the Li family's grandson, Song Yaomei, to visit the elders. I hope the elders Please keep us safe and happy!"

As he spoke, he pulled Song Yaomei to kneel down with him to worship his ancestors.

Song Yaomei didn't feel much in her heart when she spoke so unpretentiously.

Even a little unhappy.

Did Li Sanlang and Ji Rumei visit their ancestors like this before?

It's just that now that adults and children are in the same room, she can't show it casually.

Li Sanlang thought that Song Yaomei must be so moved that she would die, but he didn't know that she was full of affection as expected.

Can't help but get a little angry.

He still had a serious face, but he said to Song Yaomei: "My lady, it's your turn!"

It's her time?
What is she going to say?
Do you want to express your respect, or pour wine for the ancestors of the Li family? This will kill her.

Song Yaomei looked at Li Shi, but saw that Li Shi didn't look at her, but lowered her head.

I had no choice but to turn my gaze back again and asked Li Sanlang: "Sir, what should I do?"

But Li Sanlang said sternly: "Lady", follow me! "

Song Yaomei followed suit.

"May the ancestors bless you, and my granddaughter-in-law can give birth to Lin'er as soon as possible!"

"May the ancestors bless you, and my granddaughter-in-law can give birth to Lin'er as soon as possible!"

After finishing speaking, Song Yaomei realized the problem, she stood up and asked, "Li Sanlang, you lied to me!"

Li Sanlang acted as if it should be taken for granted.

Song Yaomei asked Li Shi who was wandering, "Mother, it seems that we don't have this custom here!"

When Mrs. Li heard Song Yaomei asking her, she came back to her senses, but she didn't answer positively, she just told the two children: "Go and kowtow to your ancestors too!"

Da Ya and Li Dan did the same.

After lunch, the temperature suddenly rose.

The climate in late spring is already like early summer, and the temperature at noon is extremely hot.

After dinner, Song Yaomei asked to wash the dishes, but Li went back to the house uncharacteristically.

Song Yaomei packed up the dishes and went back to the house.

Li Sanlang was sitting on a stool, looking at the painting in his hand.

Song Yaomei walked over curiously and saw that the painting was a man in short sleeves, with a handsome face and a short beard.

Seeing how similar this appearance is to Li Sanlang, especially the eyes, Song Yaomei asked: "Is this Sanlang's father?"

Li Sanlang nodded.

Seeing Li Sanlang's sad expression, Song Yaomei probably thought of the person in the painting just like Li, so she hugged him from behind to give him some warmth.

I wanted to comfort and comfort Li Sanlang, but Li Sanlang turned around and hugged Song Yaomei, "Lady, I will pay off the debt owed tonight for my husband!"

Song Yao pursed his lips and pushed Li Sanlang away, "Get out!"

Li Sanlang stroked the broken hair on Song Yaomei's forehead with his hands, "What's wrong? Lady! Why are you unhappy?"

Song Yaomei sat down on the edge of the bed with a cold face, "You know how to bully me!"

(End of this chapter)