As soon as he saw Sang Youfu, Ma Mingyuan's face changed.

"Sang Youfu, what are you doing here? What do you want to do standing in front of your grandfather's grave? "The tone is very bad.

After seeing Sang Youfu's car parked on the side of the road, and then looking at Sang Youfu dressed as a rich man, with gray hair and wrinkled face, Ma Mingyuan, who was already very old but did not look kind, had a very strong look of jealousy in his eyes.

"Uncle." Regardless of Ma Mingyuan's attitude, Sang Youfu, as a junior, lowered his stature and greeted Ma Dahua, the village party secretary, and the elders as a junior, "In the past two years, my mother has often dreamed that my grandfather said that he lived in a cramped place, and that something disturbed him and he couldn't sleep well, so she asked me to invite the master to take a look." ”

Ma Dahua suddenly realized, "I seem to have heard your concubine or someone say, saying that your uncle also dreamed that your grandfather cried and complained of restlessness after death, and your uncle felt unlucky, and after scolding, he never dreamed again, he didn't take it seriously, but you took it seriously." ”

"Grandpa has held a dream for my mother for a year or two, how can it not be the same thing?"

Hearing Sang Youfu say this, the people present nodded one after another, "It's okay once or twice, if you often dream, then you have to pay attention, you have to repair your grandfather's grave." If memory serves, your uncle hasn't been to the grave for several years. ”

"Every year on Qingming Day, when you come to sweep the tomb, your grandfather's grave is deserted."

"If you want to say that your grandfather has no children and no grandchildren, forget it, but none of them came, they all found excuses to be busy, they were not available, they didn't come to sweep the tomb on the Qingming Festival, they didn't come to burn paper on the Winter Clothes Festival, and they didn't get a piece of New Year's paper, I don't know what it would be like to be poor underground."

They didn't avoid Ma Mingyuan when they spoke, but they actually looked down on him in their hearts.

No matter how much you hate, you can't ignore your father's grave.

Who doesn't know that the old man and the old lady loved his son the most? I can't wait to take out my heart and give it to him. Sang Youfu's mother has nothing but old clothes when she goes out? There is nothing, and he is married to a street child. However, Ma Mingyuan's family said every day after Sang Youfu developed that the old man told his daughter where the family's property was hidden, so the girl's family became rich.

The Ma family is a big family, with a large population, and many old people who have accumulated years are still alive, who doesn't know the situation back then? Ma Mingyuan's branch has long been defeated, and he is not a prescient smart person, and his house has been raided, what gold and silver treasures are left for future generations?

Lao Tzu is so poor underground that he can't support himself, so it's no wonder that he can't bless his children and grandchildren to get rich.

A middle-aged man who was dressed plainly but very clean smiled at Ma Mingyuan and said, "Uncle Mingyuan, your old man can't bless you and a few brothers, it must be because he has no money to buy the ghost." If he has the money and finds a way out for himself, he will have to remember you in the underworld! I think that if you are blessed to be rich, it must be blessed by your ancestors. Who doesn't know that although his father doesn't remember his hometown parents, he will burn paper at the intersection every year to his father's mother. His father and mother are rich underground, so they are blessed with fortune! ”

Sang Youfu's father is a street child, although he doesn't remember his parents in his hometown, but he definitely said that he left his hometown with the people fleeing the famine after his parents died, but he was young at that time and didn't remember the details.

Therefore, Sang Youfu will burn paper for his parents every year.

There was a smile on the faces of the people who heard this passage, whether they agreed or not, outsiders did not know, only Ma Dahua asked Sang Youfu and said, "What are you going to do?" ”