"Oh, that's bad." She said.

"What's the matter?" Someone asked.

Yang Ruoqing looked at the old Yang Tou, and her expression was a little weird: "The master and the little grandfather are siblings, aren't the second uncle and the second mother cousins?"

Cousins get married......

I'm going to it, messy, incest.

Everyone in the courtyard only realized this stubble at this time, and their expressions were a little weird.

The old Yang Tou and the little Lao Yang Tou were very embarrassed.

Mistakes hurt people, harm three generations!

"Regardless of the second room, let's go to the mountain!" Lao Yang waved his hand, picked up the shovel and set off.

The crowd followed, and a large team marched out the door.

The villagers along the way all came out to see, and at the bend in the intersection in front of them, a figure came with a shovel and a basket to this side.

It's Luo Fengtang.

"Master, little grandfather."

Luo Fengtang took the initiative to greet the old Yang Tou who was walking in front of the team.

"Tang Yanzi, ...... are you?" Old Yang asked.

Luo Fengtang said: "I will also go to repair my great-grandmother's grave."

Lao Yang said: "However, you and Qing'er haven't married yet, how can I ask you to ......?"

"I am about to get married to Qing'er, her great-grandmother is my great-grandmother, and the younger generation also wants to do a filial piety." Luo Fengtang said.

The old Yang Tou was moved, and the little Old Yang Tou on the side was also full of admiration.

"Good, good, your great-grandmother has a spirit in heaven, and she will definitely bless you with all the best in the south."

Lao Yang raised his hand and patted Luo Fengtang's shoulder.

Luo Fengtang hurriedly returned to the team and came straight to Yang Ruoqing's side.

"I'll get it."

He couldn't help but say, and directly took the bamboo basket she was carrying.

In the basket, there were offerings and drinks.

"Are your wounds all healed? Climbing a mountain or something doesn't get in the way, right? ”

Although she knew that his wound was healed, she couldn't help but ask more.

He shook his head and smiled, "Don't worry, it's already fine." ”

"Well, that's good!"

The group followed behind the buttocks of the big and small old Yang Tou and marched towards the Mianniu Mountain behind the village.

When the crowd reached the mountain, I took it.

In the second half of the year, there was a lot of rain and snow, and the lonely tomb of the concubine was about to be washed away.

The red dirt was flipped open, and it was sprinkled with dead branches and leaves, and the footprints of some wild beasts.

Look at the side not far away, two stand side by side, set up a monument, some magnificent tombs.

Old Yang Tou couldn't hold back any longer.

The old man knelt down on the deserted grave below him, which was almost razed to the ground.

Holding the red clay with both hands and palms, he buried his head and wept loudly.

"Mother, mother, mother......"

"My son is late, my son is wrong......"

The little old Yang also knelt down, "Mother, my son is not filial, let you suffer for so many years......"

The two old men, both in their late teens, knelt down and wept bitterly.

In this scene, the children and grandchildren on the side looked worried.

One by one, they thought that they had come to the grave in the past, but they had never looked at this little dirt bag.

Even, several times I pulled grass from the two graves over there, and the grass was still thrown onto this small bag of soil.

Pee or something, and deliberately come to this small dirt bag to pee.

All of them were nurtured by Lao Yangtou, and they all despised and disgusted the little concubines buried here.

At this time, one by one, they realized that half of what flowed in their bodies was the blood of this concubine.

Without her, there would be no old Yangtou, and there would be no children and grandchildren.

She is her real ancestor, her grandmother, and great-grandmother.

But what about yourself, and what have you done?

Everyone was asking themselves, and they all hung their heads, including Yang Ruoqing.

Perhaps influenced by this atmosphere, everyone knelt down.

If there is a soul, I only hope that this deceased soul can forgive the ignorance of the younger generations.

After crying for a while, everyone began to act.

Shoveling, cultivating soil, picking baskets and baskets.

Together, a brand new grave was erected.

Finally, a stone monument was erected.

In front of the stele, a platform was specially built, which was used to strengthen the tomb on the one hand, and was not easy to be washed by the rain and landslides.

On the other hand, it is also convenient for worship and bowing.

The offerings were placed for a long time, and Lao Yang squatted in front of the grave, burning a lot of incense paper.

The yellow, colored incense paper was ignited by the fire and burned into pieces of black like a butterfly with dead leaves.

It was blown by the wind, floated into the sky, and finally turned into piles of black powder.

Old Yang looked at the black powder.

In front of me, it seems to have seen many years ago.

When he was a few years old, there was always such a crazy woman in the eyes of others.

She looked at him from afar, at him.

When no one was around, she slipped into his room, wanting to hug him and listen to him call out to his mother.

But what about him?

but he treated her like a madman and punched and kicked her.

If he hadn't told his father about her slipping into the house, he wouldn't have been in ambush in the house.

The last time, when her father punched and kicked her, he actually hid and watched......

Her eyes, he will never forget, a lifetime nightmare.

This is the reason why he hated her when he grew up, and even in this life.

At this moment, he understood her eyes.

It was sadness, despair......

It should have been that time, which completely chilled her heart.

She hanged herself......

"Mother, my mother, my son's mistake, my son regrets it......"

Lao Yang Tou cried out again, and even raised his hand to slap himself in the face.

was stopped by the little old Yang on the side.

"Brother, my mother is gone, our brothers will be fine in the future, my mother has a spirit in the sky, and it is time to look at it......"

The two brothers hugged their heads and cried.

In the end, the big guy lit all the artillery battles he brought.

The crisp and loud sound of artillery startled the birds and beasts in the deep mountains, scurrying in all directions.

The sound of the cannon shook the sky on this side, echoing through the mountains for a long time before it gradually subsided......

At night, Lao Yang Tou summoned everyone to the east wing.

"To make a long story short, I summoned you here tonight for this."

Old Yang Tou said, and took out a few silver tickets directly from his body.

"This is a thank you gift from Mr. Yan Huai'an, a total of two hundred taels of silver."

"It's not fair to divide each room according to it."

"Take Dafang as an example, the four boys, all of them are going to get married. And the five rooms have only lasted for a few months. ”

Old Yang said.

"Your mother and I have thought about it, and we plan to divide it according to the number of grandchildren, and the grandchildren are the same."

"Two hundred taels of silver, and your mother and I will leave sixty taels."

"Why do you want to keep these sixty taels? Your mother and I are sick and in pain on weekdays, and we can't always go to you to ask for it. ”

"The remaining one hundred and forty taels of silver, thirteen grandchildren will take it and divide it among ......."

"Dad, did you miscalculate? How can there be so many grandchildren? Yang Hua'an spoke up.

Everyone looked at Yang Huaan.