The camphor commune and the Qiantou commune are connected by the mountain range, and they are separated by water.

The car arrived at the Zhangshu Commune, and the loess gang brigade finally entered a small village called Beihegou.

Beihegou Village is not big, with thirty or fifty households.

The driver drove directly in front of a house that didn't look too inconspicuous from the outside.

"You guys are lucky today, based on my experience of coming often, there should be no identity person coming today, there are not even bicycles at the door, not even ordinary people, it depends on whether he is willing to take your job. ”

Sure enough, there was not even a bicycle outside the gate of this house.

This is good, and it saves a lot of trouble.

When Wan Feng entered the courtyard, a middle-aged man greeted him.

Wan Feng briefly said what he meant.

"You'll have to ask my father himself about this, we don't know. After speaking, he took Wan Feng into the east room of the house.

A man in his sixties squatted on the kang and smoked a cigarette pouch.

"Hello old man!"

Mr. glanced at Wan Feng, but nodded slightly and didn't say anything.

"Look at the ancestral grave, has something happened to your family in the last few years?"

If you don't have an incident, you can't look at the cemetery.

"That's not true, old sir, I'm not a local, from birth to now this is the first time I've come back to worship my ancestors, I want to clean up the ancestral grave by the way, and do a filial piety, mainly to ask your old gentleman to see what to pay attention to. ”

As he spoke, Wan Feng gently placed a wad of money on the kang mat.

Mr. Huang glanced at the pile of money from the corner of his eyes by knocking on the cigarette, and his eyelids jumped.

1,000 yuan! This was the largest order he ever received, and those who were in charge were usually tens to 100 yuan, and the one he remembered the most gave 300 yuan.

This young man who doesn't look very old is a thousand! What is he doing?

"Aren't you going to take care of the ancestral grave, when are you going to take care of it?"

"The cars are all outside the door, if you always want to go to the convenience of us now, the first seven sub-brigades in front of the village are about twenty miles away from here. ”

"Then you guys wait outside for a while, and I'll clean up. ”

Wan Feng exited the house and stood in the courtyard waiting for Mr. Huang to come out.

After more than ten minutes, the old gentleman came out in good spirits, followed by a young man with a backpack.

Old man Huang obviously knew the driver, and nodded to the driver.

It took half an hour for the car to set off and arrived at the village.

"Old man, it's past ten o'clock, let's go to see the place after dinner, right?"

"Don't, go and see first, and there's no hurry to eat when you come back. ”

Wanjia cemetery is close to the river outside the village, a long and slow slope is not far from the river, and there is a pond in front of the left.

There are three graves in the cemetery that sit alone on the hillside.

Wan Shuiming led everyone here, and Mr. Huang frowned as soon as he arrived at the cemetery.

He circled around the cemetery twice, then looked at the topography on the left and right, and finally began to measure and calculate with tools such as a compass.

The whole process took more than an hour.

"Okay, let's go back and talk about it, it's too cold in here. ”

Back at Wan Shuiming's house, Mr. Huang took off his shoes and put on the kang, Wan Shuiming took out the good cigarettes that Wan Feng bought, and served tea to entertain Mr. and the driver.

The old gentleman lit a cigarette and began to speak, starting with the layout of the cemetery, and said a bunch of words that Wan Feng did not understand.

Wan Feng knew that this was just a foreshadowing in the early stage, and he only needed to understand the key words of the final conclusion.

After enumerating the favorable factors of the cemetery, the old gentleman began to speak of the unfavorable factors.

"The pond by the river at the bottom left of your ancestral tomb is a place to destroy feng shui, and its location is just breaking the acupuncture points of your family's learned people and rich people, it is best to fill it in, plant some pines and cypresses on it, if you fill in the soil, don't take the soil within 30 meters of the ancestral tomb, it is best to take soil from other places and fill it, and after this pond is treated, your family will produce rich and learned people, but don't count on the official road. ”

It's not a big deal not to be an official, Wan Feng himself doesn't have much interest in officialdom, which is why he doesn't like to deal with officialdom very much.

"Sir, do you need to relocate? If you do, you'll have to choose a good place for us. ”

"Don't move, your ancestral grave is actually a good place, this is a safe acupuncture point, the descendants at least have no major diseases for a lifetime, such a place can not be found, why move? ”

The old gentleman said this, Wan Feng was convinced, their Wan family did not turn that branch and that line, and no one really had a major illness or disaster, and there was a small disease, and a few pills and a few small injections would be fine.

The disaster when he was reborn was probably the only accident that happened to the Wan family.

Since this is the case, Wan Feng has also dispelled the idea of moving the grave, who doesn't want to stay away from the hospital for the rest of his life, it is best not to deal with the hospital for the rest of his life.

Wan Feng thinks that no matter whether a person is rich or poor in this life, he will not deal with the hospital police all his life, and his family will have a few acres of thin land, and his wife and children will be regarded as a perfect life.

What if the rich and noble deal with the medicine jar every day, and what if the power is monstrous and ends up in prison!

Planting trees in front of the grave is not a problem, but standing a stone monument is a bit of a problem.

The point is that no one has made a stone monument yet, so where can I ask someone to engrave the monument? I can't figure it out in a few years.

At lunch, Wan Feng and Wan Shuiming discussed the issue of the landfill of the reservoir.

Originally, it was a fish pond, but it was abandoned because the river was washed away several times during the season, and now it is a nowhere for the team.

Wan Feng asked Wan Shuiming to wrap up the pond and then hire a bulldozer to fill it in, and plant trees on it according to Mr. Wang's words.

"That fish pond is more than 10 acres, and the project to be filled in is also very huge. ”

"It's okay, if I'm not here, you can just be in charge of Zhang Luo, money is not a problem. ”

During the meal, Wan Feng asked the old gentleman some precautions for worshipping his ancestors.

Since the cemetery can't be adjusted for the time being, Wan Feng is going to worship his ancestors tomorrow and then go to Changchun to grab some New Year's money and go home.

The old gentleman promised Wan Feng that when he worshiped his ancestors tomorrow, he would come and personally arrange the command.

After eating, Wan Feng asked the driver to send the old gentleman home first, and then took Li Yong and He Xiao to Changtu County to buy some things to worship their ancestors.

Li Mingdou was left at home, and his task was to take Wan Feng's cousin and cousin to a small shop in a neighboring village to buy good things to eat.

After the reform and opening up, some of the old things that were originally broken gradually appeared, such as burned incense paper, chariots, horses, boys, boys and girls.

The state turned a blind eye and did not interfere much.

Wan Feng originally wanted to buy the sacrificial three animals, but unfortunately he didn't find the head of the cow and the head of the sheep in the Changtu Farmers' Market, and it was useless to have the head of the pig.

I had to retreat and buy three small animals: chickens, ducks and fish.

After buying incense paper and a full set of offerings, I went home.