Seeing that everyone looked over, the two of them laughed wryly-

When Qiao Shi saw them, he was angry, paused his crutches heavily, turned his head and left, but he didn't say anything about driving them away. After all, he is his own brother, how can he be left behind when he goes to the grave? It is necessary to make the ancestors look good.

Seeing Qiao's acquiescence, Dong Ce naturally didn't care, and the two of them followed behind.

It was the beginning of the rising sun, a round of red sun jumped out of the sky, the red light shone on the white cold ice, and the white ice surface turned into a magnificent red, there is a particularly thrilling beauty.

The water volume of the river is quite large, two or three hundred meters wide, and it lies across a huge open field.

On both sides of the river, there are excellent fields that have been cultivated everywhere, and the crops here are growing very well. Now after the thirtieth year of the Chinese New Year's Eve, it is already about to start spring, and this year there is a snowfall, and it looks like another year of drought is coming. In other places, I am afraid that it is a desolate and desolate place, as if it is a dead land, but in the fields on both sides of the Huanshui River, a sparse green wheat seedling with a length of more than two inches has grown. From afar, a gray-black patch of yellow, yellow, green, and green mixed with dirt is visible.

During the walk, although the cold wind is still there, looking at the surrounding scenery, the mood is always comfortable and tight. Not far to the north, there is a continuous mountain range, which is Mida Mountain, which is black and pressed, and the mountains and forests that have grown for an unknown number of years are covered on it, and the ancient trees are towering to the sky.

The location of the Dong family's watering land is very good, although it is not by the river, but there is a small ditch next to it, this ditch is very short, only less than half a mile of land, it is the kind of pure water diversion, only one end, and the other end is directly silted. But with this small ditch, it is also convenient to get water. The field is planted with wheat, and now it is green.

Huang Ji said: "The crops are growing well, and when the wheat is harvested, the harvest will be good. ”

Dong Ce nodded, the surrounding environment of Lingyidu is excellent, there is Mituo Mountain in the distance, and it is warmer than other places in winter. In the surrounding dozens of miles, this piece of land is considered the best harvest.

Qiao's family is old, so he attaches great importance to this, and he can pass on the constant property and constant industry that can be passed on to his descendants, and he will have the face to see his ancestors when he dies. She watched while walking with great interest, pulling her red sleeves and talking constantly, thinking that she was instilling these truths.

The ancestral grave of Dong Ce's family is in the middle of the field, on top of a small mound at a high position.

In this era, even hundreds of years later, the funeral custom in the countryside of the country was to bury the deceased in their own fields and set up tombs. Be more elaborate, plant a tombstone, plant a few trees.

In the distance, you can see several dirt bags.

is closer, and you can see that compared with the ancestral graves in ordinary people's homes, the ancestral tombs of the Dong family are still quite magnificent. Six or seven tombs were raised on the small mound with a radius of about ten meters, all six feet high, and around the two zhang, the lower part of the tomb was also covered with a circle of two-foot high bricks to prevent soil erosion. Each tomb is preceded by a stone monument, and around the hill, there are many pine and locust trees. I don't know how many years these trees have been planted, they are all tall and forested.

The slope of the small mound is very gentle, but because of this, it seems that the tombs are very grandiose.

"Your father built it back then. In the early years, there were only a few mounds of earth, and these stone tablets, sealing bricks, were later rebuilt. Qiao Shi pointed to these tombs, and there was some pride in his tone: "Although your father is just a general flag, he is concerned about this matter. Now that you are a big official, this is a great thing to glorify your ancestors, and you must overhaul the ancestral tombs to let the ancestors know and let the ancestors feel at ease. A hundred years from now, it will also be glorious. ”

Dong Ce nodded: "The child is awake." ”

The group went up, Dong Ce was in this piece of ancestral tombs, and he only felt solemn in his heart, his mood was a little inexplicably heavy, and he was a little inexplicably excited. He suddenly understood a little why the people of the country attached so much importance to the clan and bloodline, even the small country and everyone, because of this kind of blood-related inheritance, which could not be replaced by any relationship.

He looked at these ancestors silently, with a solemn expression.

Shishu home, it is advisable to go to the tomb, and the five rites are compiled, which is always the norm.

Here, it is the second day of the first month, Qingming, and Zhongyuan to worship the tomb, and since last year, it has not been half a year. Summer goes to autumn to winter again, the grass and trees are prosperous and withered, rain, snow, wind and frost, the tombs of the ancestors, whether there are foxes and rabbits piercing holes, will they collapse due to heavy rain?

The people first went around to see which tomb had collapsed, and then added new soil. This is a big project, Dong Xu deliberately reversed the impression in everyone's hearts, he was very diligent, and the shovel in his hand was fast, and his forehead was sweating after a while. After all, he was his own brother, so Dong Ce also said a few words to him, and he was passable on face. It was Red Sleeves, and Qian whispered on the side.

When the new soil is added, the offerings are made and the water and wine are sprinkled.

Outsiders like Huang Ji and Da Ya Er Ya stepped aside, and Qiao took a cadre of Dong family members to kneel in front of the grave, burn paper, burn incense, drink wine, salute, and then press the grave paper.

Every tomb was like this before, without the slightest discount, disrespectful to the dead, but a big taboo. These many tombs, worshipping them one by one, are also quite time-consuming and troublesome, such as Dong Xu, who has never been diligent, is even more tired with backache and leg pain, and weak knees.

The order of sacrifice is according to generation, so Dong Ce's father is the last, of course, it is actually the most important one.

Qiao Shi stroked the tombstone, and suddenly burst into tears, crying: "His father, look, now our children are out of town and have become officials!" He is still young, and he has a great future in the future, you see, Hanchen will be able to glorify his ancestors, and you should be at ease under Jiuquan. The ancestors and ancestors are above, you are blessed under the spring, so that our father-in-law will be forever! ”

Saying that, he cried at the stele.

Dong Ce's heart suddenly rose a little throbbing, he silently looked at the tomb, gritted his teeth, and a voice echoed in his heart: "Ancestors and ancestors, father, in my lifetime, I will definitely repair the tomb and the tomb for you!" ”

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Red Sleeves and Qian's Qiao Shi were easy to persuade to stabilize their emotions, helped her to prepare to go down, and several family members also packed up the offerings, and now that the worship is over, they will go back.

Dong Ce and Huang Ji walked ahead, Dong Ce took a deep breath, calmed down a little, and said in a low voice: "Recently, how is the Su family?" ”

"It's not very good, not only his family, it's not very good."

Huang Ji's face was a little ugly, and he seemed to be even more resentful, and he was about to speak, when suddenly there was a cry and angry scolding in the distance.

Today is the day of going to the grave, and there are many people going to the grave everywhere, and it is normal to hear the cry, but this sound is clearly wrong.

It seems a little too poignant.

Dong Ce followed the sound and looked over, only to see that on the dirt road not far away, there were seven or eight people walking in front of him, these people were all young and middle-aged men, one of them was sturdy, and they were all wearing blue or gray cotton jackets. They were still holding two pigs and three sheep in their hands, and the pigs didn't seem to be very honest, humming and chirping and refusing to go forward, and several people were scolding while pulling.

Behind is followed by three people, all dressed as ordinary people, men and women, crying and crying. He didn't dare to step forward, but he just put it on his back, and let out a cry from time to time. The men in front of them turned around and cursed a few words, and then they stopped, and when they saw the people in front of them walking forward, they followed again.

When he walked to the nearest section of the dirt road and the ancestral tomb here, one of the three people who followed suddenly rushed out, Dong Ce saw that it was a man in a black cotton jacket, his waist was a little bent, his face was very old, he couldn't see how old he was, and his face was dirty and dusty. He ran a few steps quickly, ran to the people in front of him, knelt on the ground and kowtowed, crying: "Master Su, Uncle Su, Uncle Erhu, the little one kowtows to you." Raise your noble hand and let go of the little family! It's a lifesaver! I have handed in all the grain, and only these creatures are left, and it will be many months before the wheat returns, so I will point to them in exchange for some food! You've taken it all away, this is to make my family of eight starve to death! ”

As he spoke, he kowtowed, and his forehead hit the ground that was frozen hard in winter, and soon he was drenched in blood.

It turned out that these people in front of him were the family members of Lingyidu Su Mansion, and the person in front of them was not Su Erhu, the leader of the family?

A hint of gloom flashed on his face, and he said impatiently: "Lao Yang, it's useless for you to tell me this, don't say that you call me uncle, and I can't help you if you call grandpa." We are native to our hometown, you and I are willing to do this, and the reputation is good? I don't want to be poked in the back in the future. But I can't do it, the pressure from above is tight, don't say it's me, even the big man can't be the master of this matter. I can't complain about others, who told your family that you didn't pay the autumn grain, and you can't get the food, so you have to use livestock to pay off the debt. Don't be unconvinced, last year's autumn grain was delayed until this year, so you let your family have a good year, what do you want? The old Yang trembled angrily, pointed at Su Erhu and said, "Su Erhu, are you unreasonable?" When the tax was collected, you said that the silver was too bad and had to be discounted, and a total of three taels and nine dollars and seven cents were paid. This is still a tax that was paid by borrowing my third uncle's silver, so I finally called it, and in order to repay the debt, my family sold all the grain. Why do you say we didn't hand it in? Su Erhu's face sank, and he said coldly: "Yang Heiwang, don't be embarrassed!" I am in a good mood today, and I will tell you this! Saying that you haven't paid taxes is not paying taxes, where is so much nonsense? Hurry up and get out of the way for Lao Tzu, believe it or not to break your dog's legs? ”

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