Chapter 364:

Mrs. Hou narrowed her eyes, looked at the two with a kind look, and smiled, "It's not too early. You two are going to worship at the temple. It's gonna be snowy again this day. , Remember to bring more carbon, don't be reluctant to burn two more carbon basins in the car. "
Although she said so nicely on her mouth, she never asked the subordinates to share half of the carbon in Mu Rou Sang's room, but it was a matter of touching her upper lips and lowering her lips. She used to do this.
Mu Rouzang pondered for a moment. Although the carbon in Hou Fu was not as good as the one produced in her space, she could reward her subordinates and use free things to buy people's hearts. She was her favorite.
"Thank you for your mother's concern. Fortunately, I brought some carbon with me when I was marrying, so I can make use of it first." Look, Hou Fu is really not mean, she just got married, so she could n’t bear to give up the carbon Will not lose her face.
Mrs. Hou's complexion turned from white to green and then red again and again and again, and she trembled her face and asked, "How can your child be so honest, Xuan Er, this is your fault, these days are busy I do n’t remember these trivial matters about your big wedding, and you do n’t remind your mother.

Yang Zixuan looked honestly: "My son didn't want to mention it when he saw his mother was too hard." Then he turned his head to Mu Rouzang deliberately, "Isn't there a carbon pot left in the house? Save it, it ’s enough to burn it in the car today. Do n’t talk too much. Mother will lose our wood charcoal?

Mu Rou San silently bowed his head, and kept smirking in his heart. It turned out that Yang Zixuan was also dissatisfied with Mrs. Hou! I thought he didn't find it!
Mrs. Hou watched the two sing a white face and a red face, angrily rushing over her head, gritted her teeth and shouted: "Mother Shen! Mother Shen, come in!"
A little girl came in from the outside: "If you return to Madam, Ms. Shen is not here. When she left in the morning, she left a message. The lady allowed her today's leave, and said that if there is something urgent, she will look for her later, Madam, but Want to send someone to invite Mother Shen? "
Mrs. Hou reached out and rubbed his forehead, and waved again and again and again: "No need, my daughter-in-law, go back to your account and give another charcoal to the third daughter-in-law."
"Mother! I already took one? It must have been taken by the screwdriver. My mother also asked my daughter-in-law to find time to sweep the yard aside. Anyone who sneaks and tricks must be taken out by us. How can the family raise these maggots in vain? "
Mu Rou Sang immediately hit the snake on the stick. She didn't want the people in the yard long ago. Who knows that those people's backgrounds are not clean, and how many of them are not eyeliners in this house?
Where did Mrs. Hou like her wish, she smiled and said, "I ’m afraid it ’s the busy marriage of Xuan Xuaner. The following people have forgotten it, and it is not too old. You two should go to the festival first. That part of carbon will make up. "
Mu Rouzang heard a gentle smile, and sometimes she slowly grinded with the two people. As long as the two people don't get together to count her, she will be relaxed a little.
When Yang Zixuan saw Mrs. Hou gritted his teeth and refused to change people, he also felt that it was impossible for him to put all his heart in his heart.
After leaving the main courtyard, went straight to the front yard stable. Spring breeze had already been waiting there. Chunjing also went to Guiyuan to pick up a basket of silver silk carbon. He also intentionally slipped around in a crowded place. Everyone said This was the dowry of her girl, and she said that she would not take out the dowry if it could not find carbon, and it would be very painful.
When Yang Zixuan and Mu Rouzang arrived by the carriage, they saw Chun Jing slowly carrying the bamboo basket over.
Mu Rouzang saw her joking: "Chun Ran was waiting there to hear the news, and then came out to send you back to get the carbon. You are good, you have played all the way."
Chunjing handed the carbon to Chunyi, who just got on the carriage, and said with a smile: "Little grandma, you don't know, slavery is idiotic."
"If someone else said this, Mo said it was your younger grandma, but I also believe it. If you say this by yourself, I don't believe it." Yang Zixuan was also familiar with these girls, so he deliberately teased her.
Chunjing rolled her eyes: "Aunt, young grandma, I really can't hide from you, slaves are just a few people who come across all the way, so when you encounter them, you must pay a courtesy and be safe! Partial slaves have to carry a bamboo again. The basket must explain a few words to her. Naturally, it's going to be slow, so my aunt and young grandma are frozen. "
Mu Rouzang shook his head and smiled: "Okay, go to the car in the back, some of Chunran will pass, and Chunyi will stay in this car to wait."
Rare opportunity to go out, Mu Rouzang did not mind bringing a few girls around, had to be wronged aunt Liu a housekeeper. "
Yang Zixuan helped her and said, "I help you get in the car and slide your feet carefully."
"Got it!" Mu Rouzang enjoyed Yang Zixuan's affection for her.
The site of Yang's ancestral tomb was built on the hillside outside Beijing, funded by the first generation of Zhongyi Hou, and there is a home temple on the mountainside. In addition to worshipping the Buddha, the rest is dedicated to the tablets of the ancestors. , And then up the stairs, is the ancestral tombs of rows of stone ramparts.
"Mother's grave is also there?" Mu Rouzang asked carefully.
Yang Zixuan smiled bitterly, reached out and touched her little head, gently held her in his arms, and said, "My mother was allowed to enter the ancestral tomb because she gave birth to me."
Mu Rouzang knew in his heart that if Yang Zixuan's mother did not give birth to him, I was afraid that it would only be the return of the Liu family to take it home, or that only a thin pair would be swept to the mass grave post.
Two ordinary green cloth two-wheeled carriages gradually drove out of the capital among the snow-filled snowflakes. Twenty miles from the capital, they drove westward for another thirty miles to reach this not-so-high hill. before.
"Aunt, young grandma, the coachman said that the temple was here!"
Mu Rouzang helped Yang Zixuan tighten her cloak again, and said with a smile, "You take your new daughter-in-law to see your mother, so you have to be well-dressed."
Yang Zixuan gave her a doting glance, and smiled a little shyly. The large silver fox cap covered his slightly reddish ears, so he calmly said, "Can you feel cold? Do you want to fill in some clothes? "
Waiting for her to answer, she said to Chun again, "Hurry up and bring your hand stove to your younger grandma."
Chunyi smiled crunchily: "Here you are, auntie, and you are the one who hurts my grandma the most."
Mu Rouzang's face flushed, and he took a sip: "Hun said, he is my husband, and he wants to care about me. Why, you are anxious to find my husband's house."
Chunyi also followed Fanxia Feixia and shoved the stove into her hand: "Hum, you two bully one of you."
After talking about it, he ran off the curtain and ran out of the car. Mu Rouzang shook his head behind his head and sighed, and sighed, "Women aren't staying, stay here and stay in it!"
Yang Zixuan couldn't help laughing and said, "If you're afraid she hates you, give it to Xiaotong!"
"Well, is there such a thing?" Mu Rouzang held his sleeve with a small hand, his eyes were flaming with gossip flames, and there was a stance that he wouldn't let him go without saying.
Yang Zixuan simply stretched out his other hand to embrace her thin waist, and helped her to carefully walk out of the car, while she talked to her carefully, listening to those broken things that Xiaotong and Chunyi had to say.
"Really fake? Well, my master is too serious. I didn't find my little girl in this house sticking out of the wall. I didn't need to be the master. I found it myself."
Mu Rou Sang must not be a pure ancient person, and he is very happy to see the two men arbitrarily twitching the thunder and earth fire.
When Yang Zixuan touched her nose, she saw that her little girl was very happy. She helped her up the mountain, and poured soybeans in a bamboo tube. No matter what happened, Xiao Tong and Chunyi were chopped up.
"Master, grandma, you are here! The slaves are holding the snow down, and they are worried that you can't come!" Xiao Tong was sent to the temple early by Yang Zixuan.
"But things are ready to go?" Yang Zixuan watched the snow fall, and signaled everyone to enter the temple.
Xiaotong hurriedly answered, "I am ready to go all the way and give some money to the monks. They should give our old lady a forty-nine day dip."
The old lady in Xiaotong's mouth was Yang Zixuan's mother, and the two seemed to evade the title of "aunt" very tacitly.
Mu Rouzang pulled his sleeves and whispered: "Let's go to worship the mother first, and then come to the temple to burn incense?"
Her intention is to respect him, to value his mother, and not to be half-scorned because of his mother's identity!
"Okay!" He responded without hesitation, but his eyes were full of joy.
"Xiaotong, please go to the master and ask him to wait a little longer. Your grandma wants to go to the temple and donate some sesame oil."
Xiao Tong responded quickly, and hurried to the matter. He had no suggestion for Mu Rou Sang, and reached out his hand to quietly touch the tears in the corner of his eyes. In the end, his master did not pet her.
After passing through a vigorous pine and cypress, going up the zigzag stone steps, and passing through several archways, he came to the land of Yang Jiazu's tomb. Mu Rouzang looked at these tall stone tombs. In addition to lamenting the details of the Yang family, More is the infinite sadness, but after this scenery, how many unseen things are buried in the ground.
"Let's go, husband, but take me to the mother's grave!" Mu Rouzang reached out and took his arms, only trying to touch the sadness in the corner of his eyes.
"Go west!" Yang Zixuan stopped Mu Rouzang from going to the grave.
"Huh?" She looked up at him doubtfully.
He stretched his fingers to the west: "Go there."
There are also many tombs to the west. Mu Rouzang took a breath and smiled: "Let's go!" The little nose that was so red and flushed was covered with crystal drops of water.
Yang Zixuan took his hands out of his sleeve and put it on his mouth. He stretched out his hand and gently covered her face, saying, "But it's frozen, it's all frozen."
"Well, it's so warm!" She smiled happily.
Yang Zixuan took Mu Rouzang's small hand and went westward. I didn't know how long he had walked. When Mu Rouzang thought he had encountered a ghost hitting a wall, he opened his mouth and carried a path drowned in a dead tree snowdrift. : "There is a small flat down from here, my mother ..."