Chapter 616: Ascending the Mountain (Asking for a Monthly Pass)

In ancient Feng Shui, there is a saying, "The mountain is the master of Ding, and the water is the master of wealth", which means that choosing a mountain can make future generations prosperous, and choosing water can make the wealth roll.

Therefore, ancient people liked to live near the water and be buried by the mountain after death.

Even if we now go home to the grave during the New Year's holidays, there is still a saying of "going up the mountain".

The ancestral tomb of the old Fang family is halfway up the Jade Emperor Mountain, there are not only the ancestral tombs of the surname Fang, but also the neighboring villages, such as Changzhuang, Huangya, etc., basically the ancestral tombs are here.

The Jade Emperor Mountain mentioned here does not refer to the Jade Emperor Mountain, which is one of the top ten tourist attractions in Quancheng, but the name of the local people, which is actually marked on the map as the Jade Emperor Peak.

As for why the Jade Emperor Peak is not on the Jade Emperor Mountain, it is really only known to the ghosts, not to mention that there is more than one Jade Emperor Mountain in Quancheng, if you search the map, there are six or seven places called the Jade Emperor Mountain.

There is also a small Mount Tai not far from the Jade Emperor Peak, this mountain is quite famous, it is one of the tourist attractions of Quancheng, and it is also the small animal protection center of Quancheng.

Between the two mountains, there are also Baxiandong Village and Luxian Village, looking at these two, you can know who it is related to.

In short, Shandong, as the hometown of Confucius, has a very strong cultural heritage, many villages have a very strong human history, and many things are not recorded in the local county annals, but they are passed on by word of mouth among the people.

Thanks to the blessing of the nearby Little Taishan, the car can drive to the foot of the Jade Emperor, and the road up the mountain is naturally gone.

A barely visible sheep farm trail stretches up the mountainside.

In the past, there were still people who came to the grave during the Qingming Festival and the winter solstice, but now there are not many people who can come to the grave during the Spring Festival.

Those who have a heart will draw a circle on the ground, chant a few words, and burn a piece of paper money for the ancestors.

I don't have a good life, so I don't think of my ancestors.

So this sheep intestine trail up the mountain is lush with weeds.

The two brothers, Fang Xinbin and Fang Xinbao, took a sickle and slashed all the way.

Yesterday, my sister-in-law made a special explanation, so Lan Caiyi wore a pair of trousers today, otherwise it would be really troublesome.

As for the little guy, he was held by his father all the time, so naturally it didn't matter much.

Not everyone actually went up the mountain today.

Except for Fang Yuan's family, who had a special situation and the whole family came, the others were basically men.

Because according to the tradition of the past, women are not allowed to go to the ancestral grave, because women belong to the yin, for fear of colliding with the ancestors, and if they fall to the grave of women, it means that there is no one in the family, and there are no children and grandchildren.

Of course, in modern times, there is not so much attention, and even the underworld can be the main revision, and there is nothing that cannot be changed.

So today my grandmother is also here, and there is also an eldest mother.

Grandma was going to go to Grandpa's grave to say a few words and tell Grandpa that her youngest son was back, and she was not sorry for the old Fang's family.

The eldest lady naturally came to see the uncle.

Because there are old people, I took a break several times on the halfway, but my grandmother was in good spirits, and there were so many people in Fang's father and second uncle, who supported me all the way, and if I couldn't carry it, it was easy.

So when it was time to rest, Grandma also knitted a little hat for the little one with the dog's tail grass on the side of the road.

Somewhat similar to the purple gold crown carried by Sun Wukong, the two long dogtail grasses are exactly the two whiskers on the purple gold crown.

The second uncle said that when my grandmother was young, her knitting skills were very good, but when she was old, her eyes were not good, so she stopped knitting things.

"Daddy, am I pretty?" said the little one, putting his hat on his head.

"Very beautiful, thank you grandma. Fang Yuan took out his phone and took a picture of her.

"Thank you, Grandma. The little one approached Grandma and kissed her on the cheek.

Grandma was so happy when she heard this.

"Grandma has a bad eye, and she doesn't know if the size is right. "Grandma said modestly.

"Grandma, it's very good, you can teach me this craft in the future. Fang Yuan said with a smile beside him.

Actually, it's not like he said, grandma weaves completely by feeling, so it's a little big, and the little guy is a little loose on his head, but it's just a plaything, and it's not so exquisite.

"Why do you learn this? You're a big person, you can't waste your time on these things. ”

"Grandma, you can't say that, this is a traditional craft, it belongs to the intangible cultural heritage, if it is not passed down, it will be lost in the future. ”

"How can it be, these ten miles and eight towns will weave more. Grandma smiled disapprovingly.

"But I just want to learn, grandma must teach me. Fang Yuan took her hand and said.

"Okay, okay, you have to learn, grandma will teach you. Grandma gently groped Fang Yuan's palm and said happily.

"Mom, drink some water, we're going to be there soon. The eldest lady took out a bottle of mineral water and handed it to her grandmother.

Fang's mother also caught the little guy and let her drink some water.

Fang Yuan stood up and came to Lan Caiyi's side, Lan Caiyi was sitting on a big rock, his legs stretched straight, and he kept pinching it with his hands.

"How's it going, can you hold on?"

"It's okay, didn't the eldest lady say that it will be there soon, just hold on a little longer. ”

"I really can't walk, so I'll carry you up. Fang Yuan squatted down and helped her gently pinch her legs.

Lan Caiyi let go of his hand and pressed the boulder back, supporting his body, feeling a sense of relief.

"Dad, look, look, what did I find?" Suddenly, the little guy ran over with an excited face, and handed a small flower in his hand to Fang Yuan's eyes.

Fang Yuan glanced at it, but didn't think there was anything special.

"It comes in four colors, didn't you notice?" said the little one.

Fang Yuan was a little abrupt at this time, it turned out that this small flower, from the center of the stamen, from white to light yellow, then light yellow to light purple, and then purple to red, forming a gradual process.

"It was a big discovery for me. "The little guy was very proud.

"Then you're going to have to put it away. Fang Yuan said casually.

Then concentrate on helping Lan Caiyi pinch her legs.

Just then, the little one stretched her leg over.

“...... What are you going to do?" Fang Yuan asked speechlessly.

"I'm going to pinch it too. The little guy said with a puffed mouth.

"You didn't walk, I was holding you the whole time, what are you going to pinch?"

"No, I'm going to pinch it. "The little guy is stubborn.

Fang Yuan couldn't help her, he reached out and pinched her fleshy calf casually twice.

"Hmmm. The little one frowned and got angry.

"It's not sincere at all, why can't you be like your mother, pinch it well, how can you do this?"

"Haha," Lan Caiyi laughed.

"Come here, mom can pinch it for you. Lan Caiyi said with a smile.

"No, I'm going to ask Dad to pinch it. "The little guy is wayward.

"Okay, you sit down, Dad will help you pinch. Fang Yuan said seriously.

The little one was not polite when he heard this, sat next to his mother, and then put her little short legs on his mother's legs.

The little guy was wearing a pair of small shorts, and his fleshy calves were exposed, white and tender.

Fang Yuan reached out and pulled a dog's tail grass beside him, gently sweeping it over her lap.

O(∩_∩)O haha~

The little one laughed and drilled into his mother's arms, kicking his calves.

The frightened birds in the mountains and forests are flying wildly.

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