The village chief was more enthusiastic and careful about Hua Banzhi and Zhou Guangming's hospitality.

The village chief not only made the kang hot, but also prepared the meals very richly, except for the rabbits she brought to the village chief's house.

The best meat segment of the rabbit was given to Hua Banzhi and Zhou Guangming.

The pickled cabbage, pickles, and even a plate of bacon were steamed and served.

"Mother, tomorrow I will move my mother's grave, let's eat rabbits. Zhou Guangming looked at the braised rabbit meat with bright eyes and swallowed his saliva, "Shouldn't you be a vegetarian?"

"Uh......" Hua Banzhi felt that the rabbit meat on the chopsticks couldn't be eaten, and put the fragrant rabbit meat back, "Then let's not eat it." "Although it's a pity that it's rare to eat meat, but Guangming is right, this kid's filial piety, my sister should be pleased.

"Don't eat it!" Zhou Guangming looked at the tempting braised pork with blank eyes, and kept swallowing his saliva, so reluctant!

"Mother!"

"Light wants to eat. Hua Banzhi's eyes were full of smiles, looking at his tangled face and laughing, "Then you can figure it out yourself?"

Zhou Guangming tilted his head, blinking his eyes and flickering, "If my mother hurts me, it shouldn't matter if I eat rabbits!"

"Little clever ghost. Hua Banzhi reached out and rubbed his head and said dotingly, "Sister will forgive you." He looked at him gloomily and said, "It's okay for us to be vegetarian when we go back." ”

"That's right!" Zhou Guangming's eyes lit up when he heard this, "Then let's eat today, and tomorrow will start to be a vegetarian for my mother." ”

You can't go if you don't eat a vegetarian diet! Where can I go back and eat meat?

Hua Banzhi and Zhou Guangming, who ate this meal, had oil in their mouths.

The next day, I got up at about three o'clock in the morning, and it was not yet dawn, so everyone moved with horse lanterns.

The graves should not be moved during the day, but in the early hours of the morning or before the sun rises, before the sky is revealed.

If you have to move the grave during the day, you can't see the light overhead! You have to build a tent with a mat or something like that! And you can't do it past 14 o'clock in the afternoon.

As for wearing filial piety clothes, there is no such condition, so Hua Banzhi and Zhou Guangming tied hemp rope and a white coarse cloth belt.

Rural women weave a lot of white coarse cloth by themselves, and it is enough to cut a strip of cloth that is the width of a palm.

The village chief took his three sons with shovels and hoes, and called the villagers to carry the coffin to the destination.

No one spoke during the whole process, only Zhou Guangming's cries were heard, accompanied by the cold wind.

When it was time to re-enter the burial, Hua Banzhi personally went down, poured the liquor on his hand, wrapped it in a white cloth, and moved her sister's bones from the head one by one, and put them into the coffin covered with layers of mattresses in order.

The shroud was covered with the bones, and then the coffin was nailed to death, and carried to the place designated by Hua Banzhi, and she chose an excellent place to protect Zhou Guangming.

In Feng Shui, the saying for the four directions is: "the green dragon on the left, the white tiger on the right, the red bird in front and the Xuanwu in the back", which is the position of the four elephants. Within these four images, different directions pay attention to different aspects, generally on the left and right, it is best to have things, such as mountains, the front is water, and the back is also a mountain, so that a good feng shui pattern can be formed.

There are many people and great strength, and after everything is done, Hua Banzhi and Zhou Guangming set off firecrackers.

"Guangming, kneel down and kowtow to your mother. Hua Banzhi rubbed the top of his head and said.

"Oh!" Zhou Guangming knelt down and kowtowed.

"Talk to your mother. Hua Banzhi looked at him with lowered eyes and said gently.

Zhou Guangming raised his little face, looked at Hua Banzhi with wet eyes, and said, "Mother, what am I going to say?"

"Tell your mother what you've been doing these days?" said Hua Banzhi, looking at him with a heavy nose.

"Oh!" Zhou Guangming turned his head, straightened his back, looked at Xiao Tubao and said, "Mother, I found my father, my father is so powerful, he is ......"

"Ahem, cough ......" Hua Banzhi clenched his fists and coughed lightly twice, interrupting Zhou Guangming's words, these things are better to say less in front of outsiders.

Hua Banzhi squatted down, looked at him tenderly, and said, "Focus on what did we do in the light?"

"Oh!" Zhou Guangming nodded and looked at the tombstone made of bluestone slabs, "Mother, I can read now, I will write your name." Oh! I'll count too. Turning his head to look at Hua Banzhi, he said, "Mother, what else do you want to say?"

"Tell me, what do you want to do when you grow up?" Hua Banzhi said as he looked at him encouragingly.

"I grew up to fly airplanes. Zhou Guangming announced loudly, thought about it and said, "I will study hard and be admitted to university." ”

"It's so good that we say it brightly. A hint of surprise flashed in Hua Banzhi's eyes, and then he smiled and looked at him gently.

As he spoke, he pulled Zhou Guangming up, sprinkled the remaining liquor on the grave, and pressed the dark coin on the soil bag.

"Comrade, comrade!" the village chief hurriedly said when he saw this.

"What's wrong?" asked Hana, looking back at him.

"This paper has to be burned, or she won't be able to get it. The village chief whispered.

"It's overgrown with weeds, and it's very dry in winter! It's windy, and it wouldn't be nice if it caused a fire that burned the village. Hua Banzhi looked at him and explained.

"That's right, comrade, you think thoughtfully. "The village chief feels the downwind, and his own house is really downwind.

Hua Banzhi turned to look at him and said solemnly, "In the future, when you worship during the Qingming Festival, it's just like this." ”

Hearing this, the village chief nodded hurriedly and said, "Okay!" This is too simple, anyway, Qingming has to sweep the tomb of his own family.

After moving the grave, the sky was just bright, and Hua Banzhi pulled Zhou Guangming to say goodbye to the village chief's family and rushed towards the train station non-stop.

When I got off the train, it was like the conductor had asked the train time, hurried and hurried, and finally ran with Zhou Guangming on his back, and finally caught up at the moment when the train started.

Hua Banzhi and Zhou Guangming got on the train, leaning on the door with her back, she gasped for breath, she had to exercise when she went back, but she couldn't die with this little amount of exercise.

The damn train isn't late today, it's a common thing to be late.

"Mother, are you okay?" Zhou Guangming said worriedly, looking at her sweating profusely.

"It's okay, help me into the carriage. Hua Banzhi put his hand on his shoulder, dragged his body into the carriage, and sat on the wooden hard seat.

Fortunately, I was wearing a cotton coat and didn't put it on hold.

Hua Banzhi leaned back in the chair and said to Nunu, the satchel on his body, "There are pancakes in it to eat by yourself." "This is the village chief's daughter-in-law who spread four pancakes for her in the morning and took them to eat on the road.

The village chief came out of the Kanto Guannai back then, and he was a great pancake stall. The pancake is shaped like a lotus leaf, thin and soft as paper, and the aroma is tangy, but unfortunately there is no sauce, not even a green onion, otherwise it will be more flavorful to roll and eat.