A short walk along the woods on the north side of the pond reveals a grassy tomb. The tombstone in front of it is written with the words "Advance of the Former Husband".

Grandma stopped in front of the tombstone, took out a handkerchief from her pocket, and carefully wiped the tombstone. Wang Ping inexplicably felt a burst of depression, and couldn't sit still on Da Hei's neck anymore, so he slipped down quietly.

I was thinking about whether to kowtow or something, when I saw my grandmother holding the tombstone with one hand and standing up straight with the other hand supporting her waist, and sighed: "Old man!"

Wang Ping and Dahei, who was sitting on the spot, glanced at each other, and probably didn't understand what grandma meant. Just thinking about how to comfort him, he saw his grandmother turn her head sideways, looked at him and patted the top of the tombstone with a smile: "Huanhuan, come up!"

Wang ping:......

Grandma, are you serious?

"Heh, little thing, I usually run around, why are you honest today?"

Grandma laughed and scolded, but she bent down with the tombstone, grabbed the neck of a certain badger, and put it directly on the tombstone.

I don't know if it's because the tombstone is too narrow to stand or because I'm afraid of heights, Wang Ping's little paws kept shaking, and he kept silently chanting in his heart: "Grandpa forgive me, it's really not me who wants to come up......"

"Look, how is this place?"

Grandma didn't pay attention to the strange appearance of a certain badger, supported her waist with one hand, looked over the tomb and looked into the distance, and her tone revealed a strange sense of pride.

Putting aside the strange scene at the moment, if you just look at the place, Wang Ping has to admit that this is a good place. To the west and north are forested mountains, and to the south is a clear pond full of budding lotus flowers. You can see the bamboo waves on the other side of the river from a distance. Wang Ping doesn't understand feng shui, but just looking at this environment makes people feel happy, and presumably feng shui is also excellent.

"When we were both young, his grandfather liked to bring me here.

He likes to come in the summer because the lotus flowers are blooming at that time...... I like to come in autumn because the lotus buds are big and can be eaten...... Later, well... When choosing a cemetery, the village did not allow it to be buried, saying that it was a public land. In a fit of rage, I placed the old man's urn on the head of the bed. Every morning I told him, you wait, I have to bury you there!"

The old man was talking about his thoughts, and Wang Ping turned his head to look south with his trembling calves. The buds in the pond are swaying, just like they were back then.

He could probably understand why Grandma was telling him this.

Grandma can't say these words to Gu's mother, let alone Gu Lang. It's not so much for people who don't understand, it's better for small animals.

Looking down at the grassy tomb, slowly, as if I really saw a young man and a woman, snuggled on the grass. The male treasure generally points to the lotus flowers on the opposite bank, and says romantic words with a smile. The girl was a little unhappy, disgusted that the lotus flower in the lotus flower was too small and bitter to eat.

"Later, life gradually got better. I contracted this mountain, and I contracted this pond as well, hum, I said, I must bury him here!"

Listening to his grandmother's sad journey, Wang Ping swallowed his saliva, wondering if he would be beaten if he would give her a thumbs up at this time.

He can hear it, grandma is here today, and he misses grandpa second, and there is a high probability that he came to show off (brag).

These words are estimated to have been held back in her heart for many years, just like doing something that she thinks is very good, if she doesn't let people know, she always feels a little regretful.

But this is not over, after grandma finished talking about the "background story", she raised her hand and patted Wang Ping's little head, and then pointed to the tomb and said: "Xiao Huanhuan, take a look again, is there anything different here?"

"Different?"

Wang Ping was stunned, and then frowned and looked back and forth.

Since grandma said something different, there must be something abnormal. But Wang Ping looked at it for a long time, except for the flat green space, he really didn't think there was anything special, except that this open space was a little too big.

"Could it be...... Big?"

Wang Ping hesitated for a moment, turned his head and stretched out his paws to his grandmother, and gestured vigorously to the sides.

"Haha, the little thing is weird and smart! The village didn't even see it at the time!"

Grandma's face could no longer be calm, she smiled proudly, straightened up and pointed to the empty space and said: "When I chartered the pond, the village finally reluctantly agreed to set aside a place for me to bury his grandfather here. At that time, I didn't have any idea of how big a tomb was, so I stole a trick and drew a little more. After all, you can still use it yourself in the future, right?"

Pointing to the position of the tomb slightly to the east, my grandmother said, "That's for me." ”

After speaking, Grandma seemed to think of something, and pointed to the place a little further back and said, "That piece will be kept for Da Hei!"

"Wang!"

Hearing his name, Da Hei screamed and wagged his tail at his grandmother. Wang Ping sweated for a moment, this dog, probably doesn't know what grandma is talking about.

"Hey, Da Hei is getting old!"

Grandma sighed, shook her head, and said, "It was only that big when I first brought it, and now it's an old dog!

Wang Ping tugged at the corners of his mouth, as if he wanted to laugh, but he couldn't laugh.

Grandma didn't mention it, he almost forgot that the lifespan of dogs and humans is different. He thought that he could enjoy life with his grandmother and the big black wolf Xiaosi in Shengjiawu, but he didn't expect that when he met Dahei, his little friend was already in his twilight years.

"Tsk!"

Grandma suddenly smashed her mouth, as if she was glad to say, "Fortunately, there are still you and Qiqi, why don't you two have to leave one behind me!"

"Uh......"

Wang Ping inexplicably felt a little cold in the back of his neck, and secretly pulled his grandmother's sleeve, "Grandma, I want to go home......"

"Hey, little thing, do you want to ask where you're buried?"

Grandma smiled and raised her hand to the east, completely ignoring the little head that shook like a rattle, and said, "You are buried there!

Looking at the old man's gaze, a certain badger forced himself to grin and nodded.

"Happy ......"

"As for Kiki......"

For some reason, my grandmother didn't mention anything about the family, seeing that the small vacant land was almost "divided", but it was all for small animals. However, when it came to Wolf Xiaosi, Grandma rarely showed a disgusted expression.

Said Cao Cao, Cao Cao arrived.

Before Grandma could finish speaking, a strange dog barking outside the forest approached. The wolf Xiaosi, who didn't know where to run, rushed over with joy, and when he saw Grandma and Da Hei, he pulled the wolf's face to speed up.

"Wang!"

Before he could get closer, Da Hei who got up stood in front of his grandmother and bared his teeth at a certain wolf. The wolf Xiaosi braked sharply and jumped to the side, and then glared at it with slanted eyes as if he was not convinced.

"This little thing......"

Grandma paused, then scolded with a smile: "How can you look the same as Xiaolang when he was a child!"

The memory seemed to suddenly open a gap, and grandma smiled and said: "Xiao Lang was naughty when he was a child! Once, his parents and I came to sweep his grandfather's grave, and he followed. This bear child, who didn't look at it, dared to pee here......"

Before Grandma's voice fell, she suddenly turned her head at the same time as Wang Ping. In the line of sight, a blue and white hairy leg was cocked, and the sound of "whooshing" water began to sound.

Wang ping:......

Grandma Sheng: ......

After a while, the old lady's shouting sounded in the woods. A green and white dog howled out of the woods, followed by a black and white flower of Demu. The old lady's angry shouts resounded through the mountains and forests.

"Hit, hit me hard, hit the and pull it down!"