The blessed girl of rebirth comes to the door

New Year's Day

As the morning light dewed, Mrs. Yao got up and prepared for breakfast.

Wang Dashan and his son got up and washed up one after another.

Even Wang Ruixue, who usually stays in bed, gets up early.

Today is the day to go to my grandma’s house to pay New Year’s greetings.

After breakfast, the family drove the ox cart to my grandmother’s house in Yaojia Village.

"Da Shan is going to pay New Year greetings so early?" Wang Dagui walked out of the house and asked in surprise when he saw Wang Dashan's family driving an ox cart passing by?

Wang Dashan pulled the ox rope, stopped the ox cart, and smiled, "I'll go back early if I don't. I'll be busy when I get back."

"Good morning, Uncle Dagui." Wang Ruixue greeted politely while sitting on the bullock cart.

"Uncle Dagui," the two brothers Wang Zifu also shouted politely.

"Hey, good morning, be careful on the road, it's foggy this morning." Wang Dagui responded leaning against the door, putting his hands into his sleeves, and exhaled a cloud of fog from his mouth.

"Hey," Wang Dashan nodded and drove the bullock cart away.

Looking at Wang Dashan's ox cart, Wang Dagui's eyes were filled with unspeakable envy. When did his family have an ox cart?

On the road, I met people from the village who were also going to pay New Year greetings, earlier than their family. Some of them were on the same road for a long time. Wang Dashan stopped the ox cart and gave them a ride.

"Oh, Ruixue Niang, you are so proud of your parents' New Year greetings this time. It's rare to see a family with an ox cart." The woman looked envious.

Mrs. Yao felt a little excited in her heart and looked very humble, "Hey, why don't you save face? This time, my mother-in-law is the happiest when she sees that I am living a good life."

"Well, what Ruixue Niang said makes sense. All mothers hope that their daughter's family will live well." The woman agreed, but there was a trace of sadness in her eyes. Her family's conditions were not good. When she went to her parents' house to pay New Year's greetings, the New Year's greetings were not enough. Somewhat shabby.

It was foggy and it was difficult to see the road ahead. Wang Dashan drove the cattle cart very slowly along the way.

The cold wind was howling, and Wang Ruixue couldn't feel the cold. He was surrounded by his family, with a thick cotton cloth covering his head, only a pair of eyes exposed. He was dressed in a fiery red flowered jacket, with his hands in his sleeves, leaning against Yao's arms. I closed my eyes and rested my mind, listening to the adults chatting and gossiping, and fell asleep unconsciously.

I was woken up by Yao in a daze, and when I opened my eyes, I had arrived at Yaojia Village.

Wang Ruixue rubbed her groggy eyes and yawned, "Daughter, are you okay if you haven't slept?" Yao asked distressedly.

Wang Ruixue shook her head. She had just squinted for a while and felt better.

The oxcart entered the village and attracted many villagers to watch. They rarely saw oxcarts, and their eyes were filled with envy. They all wondered whose oxcart it belonged to.

"Xiuxiu?" A middle-aged woman in the crowd shouted tentatively, her eyes uncertain.

Mr. Yao followed the sound and didn't recognize her for a moment. When he saw the mole on her mouth, he recognized who she was. After not seeing her for so many years, she was thin and haggard. She looked much older. She couldn't help but feel... consternation.

Immediately her eyebrows lit up with excitement, her eyes were excited, "Yao Fang." This was her childhood, and she had the best time before leaving the palace.

Yao Fang was sure it was Mrs. Yao and walked over quickly, "Oh, you are covering your face. If I hadn't seen your eyes, I almost wouldn't have recognized you. Your life is getting better and better now. I'll buy all this." It’s an ox cart.” Yao Fang looked envious.

"Hey, where, where, you only see the surface," Yao responded modestly, "I'll go to my parents' house first and come to you later."

"Hey, okay, we haven't seen each other for many years, it's time to get together." Yao Fang nodded, the smile on her lips getting bigger and bigger.

When the villagers of Yaojia Village saw that it was Yao, they all greeted her warmly.

"Xiuxiu is here, what do I say? Magpies are chirping on the roof of your parents' house today. It turns out that a distinguished guest is here."

"Yes, last year and this year are almost the same. We are really envious!"

"Oh, Yao Chen's son-in-law is really capable. He even bought a bullock cart."

"That's because he has a good fortune in embroidery. I heard that he opened a workshop and made a lot of money."

Mr. Yao politely said a few words to those people and stopped talking to them.

"Auntie," a childish voice came, and a thin little boy wearing a black cotton-padded jacket ran over from the front, his little face flushed red, and his eyes unable to hide the excitement and joy.

"Dongbao," Yao was stunned for a moment, with a loving smile appearing in his eyes.

"Dongbao," Wang Zilu waved to him excitedly.

Wang Dashan stopped the ox cart.

Wang Zifu jumped off the bullock cart, waited for Yao Dongbao to come near, and hugged him into the bullock cart, "Dongbao, how did you know we were coming?"

Yao Dongbao panted heavily, his chest rising and falling. After he took a breath, he said, "A Niu told me, so I ran over quickly."

Wang Ruixue looked at his red and chapped face and asked distressedly: "Does it hurt?" Then she said aggrievedly, "You haven't called me yet?" The little cousin is eight years old and has been malnourished for a long time. Now he looks like a five-year-old.

The little guy was a little shy, so he called out "cousin" in a low voice, and quickly buried his face in Yao's arms.

"Ouch, I'm so shy." Yao touched the two buns on his head.

The bullock cart soon arrived at my grandmother's house.

The two old men outside the door looked up eagerly. When they saw Wang Ruixue and the others, their mouths widened and their eyes narrowed into smiles.

Mrs. Shan couldn't wait and walked over quickly, "Oh, the magpies on the roof kept chirping this morning, so I just said there are guests coming today."

"Grandma, grandpa," Wang Ruixue shouted excitedly and jumped off the bullock cart.

"Oh, my dear, please slow down," Shan said when she saw Wang Ruixue jump off the bullock cart, her face turned pale with fright, and she couldn't help but worry in her eyes.

Shan came closer, looked Wang Ruixue up and down, and smiled like a chrysanthemum, "Oh, my granddaughter has grown taller again. Was it cold along the way?"

"It's not cold, I'm wearing thick clothes." Wang Ruixue shook her head.

"Grandpa, grandma," Wang Zifu and his brothers shouted in unison.

"Hey." Yao Chen smiled and patted the two brothers on the shoulders, "He's grown taller again."

"Dad, Mom, come inside, it's cold outside, why did you come out?" Yao felt sorry for her parents, her eyes slightly moist.

"Let's go into the house." Shan held the hands of Yao and Wang Ruixue affectionately and walked in front.

Wang Dashan followed behind with the bullock cart and chatted with his father-in-law.

Xia heard the sound and came out of the kitchen, "Sister, brother-in-law, you are here. Come sit down in the hall."

"Auntie," Wang Ruixue called sweetly.

"Aunt, aunt," brother Wang Zifu also shouted.

"Hey, you must be tired from the journey. Come into the main room and sit for a while." Xia's face was full of smiles, and the smile could not be suppressed in her eyes.

Xia said and led the children into the house to warm themselves by the fire.

Adults help carry the New Year's goods on the car.

"Just come here. It's not easy to make money by buying so many things." When Shan saw the rich New Year's gift on the ox cart, she felt a little distressed and glared at her daughter.

"Mom, this is the Chinese New Year, a little bit of our thoughts." Wang Dashan said with a smile.

Yao Wenwen came into the room with tea, "First cousin, second cousin, cousin, drink tea."

Yao Wenwen is one year younger than Wang Ruixue, with a delicate appearance and cute eyes.

"Hey, thank you, cousin," Wang Zifu hurriedly stood up to pick her up.

"Cousin, where is uncle? Why didn't you see it?" Wang Zilu asked curiously.

"Your uncle went to the village ancestral hall to help." Mrs. Xia answered, took the tea from Yao Wenwen's hand and handed it to Wang Zilu, "You sit and warm yourself by the fire while auntie cooks."