Don't panic, the prince, the patriarch of fortune, she has space

Chapter 235, Qingming ancestor worship

Qin Zhi stayed in the mountains for more than half a year, and there are many ways to deal with poisonous insects and beasts in the wild, let alone a small insect.

He picked a few herbs with ease, rubbed them in his hands, and then carefully applied them on Feng Qingluo.His movements were gentle, afraid of hurting her.

Seeing him like this, Feng Qingluo's heart warmed, she had long forgotten that she was bitten by a bug.

It is inevitable to be bitten by insects living in the mountains. In fact, it is not as terrible as imagined. The main reason is that it happened suddenly and I was not mentally prepared.

After applying the herbal medicine, Qin Zhi still frowned, staring at his calves that had put down his dress.

"I don't feel any pain anymore." Feng Qingluo had to turn around to comfort him.

"How could it not hurt? It's swollen so much! Luoluo, are you afraid of pain? Your skin is too tender, and ten insect bites are not as serious as yours."

Feng Qingluo is funny, it turns out that this boy still has time to think about it!

"It's all right. I just shouted out in shock. It doesn't hurt at all now."

The herbal medicine Qin Zhi picked was very suitable for the symptoms, and when it was applied on the ice, it was cold and the pain was forgotten.

"Then you go home quickly, I'm going to plant rice seedlings.

"OK!"

Qin Zhi turned around and went back to the field, but Feng Qingluo didn't really go home, today was the first day of planting, she brought a group of inexperienced clansmen and didn't look at it personally?
Soon, Feng Qingluo set foot on field stalks one after another to see various families transplanting rice seedlings.The field stem is narrow, and she doesn't know martial arts, walking on it staggered, Qin Zhi inadvertently raised his head to see it and began to frown again.

Why is his wife the patriarch!

If Luo Luo is just an ordinary woman, then he will definitely not let her do anything, all she needs to do is enjoy the happiness at home with peace of mind!
Feng Qingluo didn't know Qin Zhi's thoughts, otherwise she would definitely roll her eyes and ask him to marry a vase.

For the next two days, each family planted rice seedlings in the drizzle, because Tian Shao, no matter how slow it was in two days, it would be done.Those with a lot of people help those with few people after they finish their work, and they are very united. This doesn't require Feng Qingluo, the patriarch, to speak.

The third day, Ching Ming Festival.

During the Qingming Festival, there are many rains, but this year's drizzle is just right for the occasion.

Feng Qingluo got up early in the morning and started to go to the grave.

The offering was prepared long ago, a stack of paper money.

This is standard in previous years.

But she made a lot of pastries by lighting the oil lamp last night, and the kueh came out, filled a basket full, and just picked up a bowl at the cemetery in a while.

If you are poor, you can't pay attention to it.

It's the same with other families, she can't be too outstanding.

Sure enough, when she went to the cemetery and put it out for a look, she had prepared the best.Aunts and aunts from various families came to have a look and praised her for her craftsmanship.

Feng Qingluo smiled and said: "I just want to make it better when I worship the ancestors during the Qingming Festival. The children in your family are either small or still in the stomach. You should put the children first. The ancestors all know it and won't blame it."

Feng Qingluo's words were good, and all the families felt comforted, not because of the children, but because each family was running out of food, especially the two who bought their wives.

Feng Hongtao and Feng Hongyu were injured one after another. Last year, they were delayed for a long time and did not go hunting in the mountains. Naturally, the money they got was much less. Now that they bought a daughter-in-law, they really couldn't get a penny out of them.

This is the result of Feng Qingluo, the patriarch, taking special care of these two families when he distributed the money last year, otherwise his daughter-in-law would not be able to afford it.

However, although it was difficult at the moment, it was much better than in previous years, and everyone was very contented, so everyone who worshiped the ancestors during the Qingming Festival was smiling, not like the sad faces in previous years.

(End of this chapter)