Chapter 94: 48.2

    The empty cart was easy after all, there was only a large bag of pastries that Yan Shi went out to buy in the morning, and a few new snacks in the town in the bamboo basket.

    Coming out of the alley, they went to Changxing Street, and they had to pass by Yang's Tavern when they went back. Shen Xuanqing stopped at the door after walking for a while, and went in to say goodbye to Yang Xian.

    When Lu Gu and Shen Xuanqing walked to the oil shop on Changxing Street, smelling the aroma of sesame oil, Shen Xuanqing stopped again to buy, they came out without a pot, and the bamboo tube was to hold water for drinking on the road. They bought some clay pots together, and kept some at home when they went back, and brought some to the mountain.

    It wasn’t that they didn't have an oil shop, but since they passed here and the oil smelled really good, it was better to buy it.

    Pedestrians were in a hurry, and they were among them.

    Lu Gu followed Shen Xuanqing on the return road, and they didn’t come back until the setting sun was shining, and it was dusk. As soon as they came back, Wei Lanxiang made a fuss about serving food for the two of them, and they must be hungry after walking all this way.

    Shen Xuanqing took the clay pots to the kitchen. Wei Lanxiang, who was serving rice, smelled it and said with a smile, "This sesame oil is really fragrant. I will steam an egg tomorrow. Let's pour some sesame oil on it and try it, Okay?" she asked again.

    When the Yan Shi was still in Qingxi Village in the early years, she had a very good relationship with Wei Lanxiang. Later, Shen Xuanqing became his husband’s apprentice. Even if there were occasional bickering and anger, it would be fine within two days.

    Shen Xuanqing nodded and said yes, and briefly told her about the people and things he saw in the past. When she heard that Ni’er was chubby and cute, Wei Lanxiang said nothing, but she also wanted to hug her grandson and granddaughter in her heart.

    The days were getting better now, not to mention the second child, the eldest daughter-in-law should also have a baby, but this kind of thing couldn't be rushed even if it was urgent, she could only say something to the eldest son and the eldest daughter-in-law in private.

    His legs were tired from the journey, and Lu Gu was lying on the bed after washing at night. Speaking of which, he had only been in the Shen's house for a few months, and he stayed outside for the night last night.

    He looked at the top of the bed curtain and thought about something on his mind. For a while, he thought of the word "go home", and for a while it was something else, and it was difficult to fall asleep in a short time.

    The lights in the room hadn't been turned off yet, and Shen Xuanqing poured the foot washing water outside and came back.

    Lu Gu was already lying down, seeing him coming in now, he sat up with his arms propped up, hesitantly looked at the man beside the bed who wanted to blow the lamp.

    Seeing this, Shen Xuanqing didn't turn off the lights, and asked: "What's the matter?"

Lu Gu who was worried didn’t dare to look up, lowered his eyes and asked in a low voice: "Are you going to the mountain tomorrow?"

    "Do you want to go or not?" Shen Xuanqing asked him patiently.

    "The day after tomorrow is my mother's death day." Lu Gu was a little nervous, but he still said: "I want to go and see."

    Shen Xuanqing paused, and then said: "Then wait until we go to the grave, and we will go the day after tomorrow. I will take you with me tomorrow, go buy yellow paper ingots."

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    Lu Gu looked at him, full of gratitude, and finally gave a solemn "um" with a nasal voice.

   On the day of Lu Gu mother's death, he and Shen Xuanqing went to the grave on the hillside behind Anjia Village with bamboo baskets carrying offerings, yellow paper, joss sticks and other things.

    When he was thinking about things alone, he thought about it, now that he had money in his hand, he must burn a lot of paper money and ingots for his mother, so that his mother could have money to spend underground. He didn't dare to bother Shen Xuanqing originally, but Shen Xuanqing wanted to take him to buy it. He bought a lot and brought some offerings.

    The grass on the grave was taller, and it was not autumn yet, and hadn’t dry yet. There was no one in the Lu family to take care of it, so Lu Gu and Shen Xuanqing pulled the grass on the grave first.

    Because it was Lu Gu’s mother, Shen Xuanqing knelt beside Lu Gu, took a branch and set the fire together, and added paper money and ingots to it.

    "Mom, with so much money, you can buy whatever you want, don't worry, I dried the goji berries myself, I'll burn some for you, and you can taste them, and there are also hazelnuts and chestnuts, which I picked up in the mountains. I ate a lot of them, you eat too."

    "Gongguo." Lu Gu turned his head to look at Shen Xuanqing, choked slightly and said, "Erqing brought you the Gongguo, you can eat it if you want, it's all yours.”

[供果 gòng guo: the fruits for sacrificial offering]

    His eyes were moist and he said: "There is also new rice. This year we have harvested a lot of new rice and steamed it to eat. It’s very delicious. I ate several bowls, and Erqing bring it for you when we come."

    The offerings were made, and the burnings were finished. Lu Gu wiped away his tears and was about to kowtow when Shen Xuanqing spoke.

    "Mother, don't worry, I will take good care of Guzi, let him eat and wear warm."

    Lu Gu didn't expect Shen Xuanqing to call his mother, and he was stunned with tears in his eyes. It was Shen Xuanqing who told him after speaking. It was time to kowtow, and only then did he come back to his senses.

    After getting up, Lu Gu bent slightly to pat the dirt on his legs, and couldn't hold back his tears fell straight to the ground, but he kept silent, Shen Xuanqing only realized it when he saw the teardrops falling on the ground.

    The last time he saw Lu Gu crying was because he accidentally dropped the egg, but he didn't cry for a long time, and it wasn't like now, obviously he didn't make a sound, but the tears couldn't stop.

    After Lu Gu straightened up, he still lowered his head, he wanted to slow down, but when he thought of the word “mother” just now, he still burst into tears.

    Shen Xuanqing had never seen such a battle before, the almost seven-foots-tall man was at a loss, and went to wipe the water on Lu Gu's face clumsily.

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