My Immortal Big Missy Chapter 122: The living is like this

"Okay, I see. [For more exciting novels, please visit]" Yang Guo laughed, "I will find a stepmother for Qiqi, so that Qiqi can feel the warmth of home, um, of course, I must love Qiqi, This is the premise!"

Yang Guo muttered to himself while filling and compacting Wu's shelter, then he took out a rectangular wooden block from the long bag on his back.

When I returned to Guangzhou, Yang Guo ran to find a master carpenter to do it. It was engraved with "Tomb of My Wife, Yang Guo".

"In a hurry, I didn't have time to prepare a stone tablet for you. Let's use this instead?" Yang Guo said with a smile, "Next year Tomb Sweeping Day will come back, and I will give you a better one!"

The tombstone was erected, and Yang Guo stood up. He carried his **** and looked at the dimly bright sky. It was almost five o'clock, and the people in the village were about to get up and get ready to go to the ground!

Yang Guo was not in a hurry to go back, he looked around, then walked to the lake, and carefully dug out a bauhinia that had just grown for less than a year with its roots with a hoe.

Bauhinia is a relatively common shrub in the south. It is very different from the bauhinia in Hong Kong. It is not that beautiful, but it is more adaptable to the environment. In the process of transplanting, even if it is inserted in the sand, It can also survive.

The reason Yang Guo chose Bauhinia is that he remembered a poem "See Bauhinia" by Wei Yingwu, a poet in the Tang Dynasty. The flower language of bauhinia also has the meaning of family harmony and deep-rooted affection. Perhaps it is more appropriate to use it to pay tribute to the dead Wu!

This Bauhinia plant is still young. It is estimated that it will not bloom until the next year and the next year. When the flowers bloom, Qiqi should be sensible. At that time, take her to see Wu, the flowers are blooming brilliantly. thing.

Yang Guo carefully planted this bauhinia in front of Wu's grave, keeping a little distance away, worried that its roots would disturb Wu. After planting, Yang Guo stood up with a smile, clapped her hands, and said: "Wu, I am here today, and I will help you fix the ground, so you can rest in peace! From now on, I will visit you often ."

Looking at this newly piled grave affectionately, Yang Guo picked up the **** and walked towards the village without looking back.

It’s already dawn. Back in the village, Yang Guo can hear many people’s washing voices from their yards. The farmers are all rising up at sunrise and returning home at sunset. They wake up at five o’clock, nothing at all. Surprisingly, if it is late, people will say you are lazy!

Fortunately, when Yang Guo came home, he hadn't met anyone along the way, which saved him from fabricating reasons to explain. 【】

A few years ago, my dad Mother also got up early and took the bull to work in the fields. After Yang Guo let them rest in the past two years, my dad Mother doesn’t have to get up so early. Yang Guo went back to the yard. Quietly.

He lost his sleepiness, and after washing his hands, he started morning exercises in the yard.

I still practice his Tai Chi, first slowly repair, fully stimulate and hone every muscle and every cell of the body, and then hit fast, hang up and move, the action is too fast to see the shadow. When I finally closed my fist, my father's voice suddenly came from behind.

"You played well, the old man I saw was much more vigorous than the last time I went to your sister in the county." Yang Tie said with a smile, "No wonder you have grown so tall this year." /

Yang Guo is a bit speechless. The aunts and old men in the park practice Tai Chi. Can they compare with their own boxing skills? But he didn't plan to explain to Yang Tie. He wiped a sweat, turned around, looked at Yang Tie and smiled: "Dad, you got up so early? Why don't you sleep longer?"

"It's okay, people are getting older, and when they fall asleep, they wake up by themselves." Yang Tie shook his hand and said. He went under the eaves, took a dry towel, wiped the dew-stained bamboo and rattan benches in the yard, and then lay down comfortably.

For a moment, I asked, "Is everything done?"

Yang Guo nodded and said, "It's done."

"That's fine!" Yang Tie squinted, grabbed a handful of pu fan and shook it gently, "Your mother has been talking about this with me a long time ago. Don't worry, you can handle it, I will handle it later. From the beginning to the end, it’s not a big deal.” Don’t look at Yang Tie at home facing Xu Jinfeng. He is a talker in the clan, and he is also a person in the village. Sometimes, the major events in the village, the foreign student Doll village chief , You have to ask him for ideas, this is where Yang Guo admires dad.

Last night, Xu Jinfeng couldn't help it, and told Yang Ping the news that Yang Guo had returned. So, this morning, Yang Ping and brother-in-law Yang Chongguan rushed back from the county seat.

When I saw Yang Guo, Yang Ping didn't dare to recognize it. She was really unbelievable. The younger brother she grew up watching grew so tall in a blink of an eye. He doesn't seem to be a southerner at all!

The two of them came back. Of course the happiest thing was their son Yang Linjie, but Yang Linjie was once again snatched from the limelight by Qiqi. Yang Ping just hugged and kissed, so he put his baby son aside, affectionately Hold Qiqi and look left and right.

Yang Linjie was not as jealous as yesterday. The Transformers toy that Yang Guo gave him was still warm. After he was put down by his mother, he ran into the house and took the Transformers out and showed it off to his father.

After putting down Qiqi, Yang Ping pulled Yang Guo aside and said with a serious face: "Guozi, what do you think?"

"What do you think?" Yang Guo laughed.

"You haven't got married yet, you just brought one...a..." Yang Ping was a little hesitating when he said that, Yang Guo knew that she wanted to say the word drag oil bottle, but Yang Guo didn't blame her.

"Sister, don't worry about me!" Yang Guo patted Yang Ping on the shoulder and smiled.

"How can I not worry about you?" Yang Ping was a little annoyed, and she said, "Mom told me that I arranged a blind date for you. You went once, and then you never go again. How can other girls get in touch with their daughter-in-law?"

Yang Guo wry smile said uncomfortably: "Sister, don't mention blind dates, blind dates are the least reliable!"

Yang Ping glared at him and said, "Who said it's not reliable? Your brother-in-law and I didn't know each other on a blind date?"

"That's different, you are lucky, no, my brother-in-law is lucky!" Yang Guo laughed, "Moreover, I am also twenty-three or four years old this year. Is it necessary to worry about my lifelong affairs so soon? ?"

"If you don’t have children, you can play whatever you want, but now it’s different!" Yang Ping hates iron and steel and said, "You don’t get married when the child is young, and wait until the child is older and sensible. What should I do if I refuse to let you find a wife? Besides, at that time other girls still disliked you for having such a big child! You can't hide it if you want to hide!"

"No need to hide, I'm looking for a wife. She must first be able to accept and like Qiqi. This is the premise." Yang Guo said seriously, "If she doesn't like Qiqi, I won't accept her. And that is, I I think you really don’t have to worry about me. When the fate comes, my wife will come too!"

After chatting with my sister for a while, Yang Guo and Mother, my sister and my brother-in-law Yang Chongguan drove to the town to buy food, because it is not just the Yang Guo family, but also a few uncles and other relatives from the clan. For dinner, I took Qiqi for everyone to recognize, so there are a lot of food to buy. The whole family mobilized, only Yang Tie was left to watch Yang Linjie at home.

Holding Qiqi, Yang Guo followed them with a basket smiling. The town’s vegetable market is not as clean as Guangzhou’s, but it’s better than “vegetable varieties”! The seafood, in particular, was just delivered by the fishermen who went out to sea last night. The water was so fresh that none of them were frozen!

Many people in the town’s vegetable market also go out from the village. They are still familiar with Mother and the old lady. Watching Xu Jinfeng say hello to them, Yang Guo can only open their mouths and don’t know what to call them! In fact, some Yang Guo are still a bit impressionable, but after attending high school and college, his knowledge and circle of friends no longer stay in the small county. The memory of the past was not very good, and it is now blurred.

Cooking and cooking, Yang Guo couldn't get involved. Mother, the old sister, and the women in several villages all took the job. Yang Guo has no time to intervene, he has to be busy crying Qiqi!

Qiqi was still very happy today. I was able to go shopping with my dad for groceries and take a car. But when I got home, the seven aunts and eight aunts crowded in to see her. The cute Qiqi is naturally popular with everyone, just look at it! Soon, Qiqi was taken out of his father's arms, and several women laughed and hugged.

The person holding it is reluctant to let it go, and the person waiting can't help but touch the delicate little face of Qiqi, Qiqi is tossed by these maternal women.

Qiqi soon changed to cloudy, and finally she couldn't bear it, and she cried. She cried while waving her little hand, and yelled "Dad...Dad!" loudly and vaguely while crying.

Yang Guo, who ran over after hearing the sound, feels distressed for her daughter, and hugs Qiqi back, but Qiqi will not cooperate this time. She will not stop when she returns to her father's arms~IndoMTL.com~ just put her arms around her father Her neck sobbed aggrievedly, tears filled Yang Guo's neck, and it didn't stop until it was about to eat.

Rural banquets are not as exquisite as big hotels, but they are very rich. Fish, scallops, prawns, small abalones and other seafood are dazzling. Chicken, duck, pork belly, roast suckling pig and other meat dishes are filled on the plate to form a hill . There is no delicate cooking, just a big pot with a big fire and a big flavour. It is enough to fry and eat. Everyone is not very picky. The food is just lively!

Many people sat down to eat and left the table in a hurry. Only a few uncles at the main table sat there steadily. Yang Tie was at ease while chatting and drinking.

Yang Guo was busy clinking glasses with the relatives who came to toast and celebrate. Yang Guo vowed not to drink anymore, and not to drink this time. He secretly prepared a bottle of boiled water that smelled of alcohol. By relying on this bottle of boiled water, he kept a lot of people away.

The hustle and bustle of the home makes Yang Guo forget the sadness of burying the army in the morning. Indeed, the deceased rest in peace, and the living still have to live well.

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