The two brothers Wei Changsheng listened to their own Lao Tzu count themselves, without saying a word, they knew that as soon as they spoke, the old man would definitely become more and more popular.

"Take your time, they're not too big," Canghai said.

Wei Wenkui finally closed his voice when he heard Canghai say this, turned his head to look at the two sons who were sitting on the plow behind him and shrunk their heads like quails and said: "If it weren't for our village, life would be better soon, you think it would be so easy for the two of you to find a daughter-in-law, and you would have to pick and choose."

Wei Changli opened his mouth to persuade at this time: "Uncle, in fact, I think those two girls are not too suitable, you look at what kind of bride price their parents offer, one by one lions open their mouths, I think this matter is still the eldest brother and the second brother are optimistic, and they will not have to live this day in the future?"

As soon as Wei Wenkui heard what his niece said, he snorted and turned his head, Wei Changkui's love for his niece is well known, and his own daughter is nothing more than that.

When his brother Wei Wenhong died, he lost a sum of money, Wei Wenkui didn't touch a penny even if he had a difficult time, what kind of money he got is still what he is now, and he is ready to give this money to his niece when Wei Changli is an adult, this kind of character is really difficult to find in society now.

Cang Shiyuan felt a little embarrassed, so he turned the topic to his son: "Our family doesn't know when I will be able to hold my grandson."

Canghai glanced at his cousin who was chatting with his mobile phone and said, "I look at that, it's not far away! I can't talk to a man so hot! Look at his appearance, his eyes are almost hanging on the screen of his mobile phone."

When Cang Henan heard this, he immediately raised his head and said to his cousin: "There is nothing at all, we are discussing the matter of our ballroom dance troupe, how can we not join an interest group in college."

"What about the liar, do you think I didn't go to college?" Canghai said with a laugh.

When Cang Shiyuan heard this, he immediately became interested, and stretched out his head to his son's screen: "There are no photos of girls, and some give me a look!"

Cang Henan directly shrank the phone into his arms: "What are you doing, can you be serious, I'm talking about business!"

"Henan, it's important to study in college, but it's even more important to talk about the object, otherwise the good girls out of school will be picked away, you see that your second brother is smart, and he got along with Doctor Shi in high school...... Wei Wenkui said.

"Why did you pull me again?" Canghai said with a smile.

"If you hadn't been too nice to me in high school, the ghost would only marry you now!" Shi Wei added a fire at this time.

Hearing Shi Wei say this, the people on the plow were happy.

"Second sister-in-law, how did the second brother chase you at that time?" Wei Changli asked curiously.

Shi Wei said: "Your second brother has good grades, and he has to tutor me from time to time, and I haven't seen him tutoring others, so he ...... by my side."

Canghai was stunned for a while when he heard this: "Why do you say the opposite, it's all you asking me questions?"

Wei Changli and the others followed and said, "We don't believe you!"

"Alas!" Canghai had to pretend to sigh.

There are talking and laughing along the way, walking for more than half an hour, two climbing plows will arrive at the cemetery, all the deceased people in Sijiaping Village are buried here, hundreds of years down, hundreds of people have been buried on the hill here, Cang, Wei, Hu, Li four families estimate that the eighteen generations of ancestors are buried here.

Originally, this was a dirt mountain, but now this hill has been planted with evergreen trees such as pines and cypresses, and the unique Zongtu complex of the Chinese has not dispersed in Canghai's heart, so he also specially took care of the tree of life, so the green pines and cypresses here are taller and more lush than the pines and cypresses near the village, growing to four or five meters in just over a year, and the thinnest is as big as the mouth of the sea bowl.

"The ancestors are also thoughtful in choosing a place, you see that this forest is longer, more lush than any place, you look at this terrain, the dragon and the crouching tiger are ......."

Seeing the ancestral cemetery, Wei Wenkui couldn't help but sigh with emotion, it turned out to be just a barren and bare mountain, but now it is a forest, although it is almost covered by heavy snow, but it still looks quiet and solemn.

"It's indeed a treasure land, waiting for the spring, I have to find a feng shui gentleman to see, pick a cemetery for myself, and wait for one day when I go, just bury me there" Cang Shiyuan nodded when he heard Wei Wenkui say it.

Cang Henan couldn't listen to it anymore: "Big, you are only a few, and you are less than fifty years old to think about what to do so far, live well, and you still have to hold your great-grandson."

"You kid can be like a person, I will be satisfied with half of Haiwazi's worry, and I will be a great-grandson!" Although Cang Shiyuan said sternly, the expression on his face was clearly very gratifying.

"Shiyuan, let's separate here," Wei Wenkui finished speaking, urging his livestock to walk towards the southeast of Potou.

The ancestral tomb of the Wei family is in the southeast, and the ancestral tomb of the Cang family is buried in the place surrounded by two slopes around the waist of the half slope, the two families are not in the same place, although they look close, but they are separated by almost a mile.

Wei Wenkui walked up the ridge, Canghai drove the ugly donkey along the halfway slope, and when he entered the forest, he saw a bulge on the snow, and each bulge buried the ancestors of the Cang family.

Every time he goes to a grave, Cang Shiyuan will sweep the monument out of the snow, and then take the juniors of Canghai to bow, sprinkle a glass of water and wine, and put a cake or two.

After sweeping more than a dozen graves, I saw that some of the graves had been sacrificed, and everyone knew at a glance that Cang Shigui's family had come.

"Okay, Haiwazi, you go to your grave, by the way, do you remember your grave?" asked Cang Shiyuan.

Canghai nodded: "I know!"

Father and grandfather, as well as Taizu Gaozu are almost buried together, Canghai can't forget it.

Seeing that Cang Hai nodded, Cang Shiyuan took Cang Henan to carry things from the climbing plow to his hands, and walked towards their ancestral grave with almost knee-high snow, while Cang Hai took Shi Wei and the two to follow behind the ugly donkey, and walked towards the grave of his father Cang Shijun step by step.

When he arrived at the grave, Canghai took a broom to sweep away the snow on the stele, revealing the stone tombstone in front of his father's grave, which said that the tomb of Canggong Shijun was examined first, and then a line of small characters read: Son: Canghai weeps.

The stele system is very simple, it is a square head and square brain of ordinary stone carving, now more than ten years have passed, the words on the stele are actually a little weathered, obviously the stone material is not very good.

Sweeping away his father's tombstone, Canghai walked to the tomb next to him, and swept out the tombstones in front of his grandparents' tomb, great-grandparents' tomb, and great-grandparents' tomb, and swept out an open space next to each tombstone.

Different from Cang Shijun's tombstones, these tombstones are all obvious words at the beginning, not the first word, the difference between the first word and the first word here is whether the deceased person has grandchildren, if there are grandchildren, the descendants are extended, and the blood is endless, if there are only sons and no grandchildren, then use the first.

Unfortunately, there is nothing on the stele, which proves that this is a desperate household. In the past, it was a terrible thing to be out of household in society, and if you understand the custom of eating out of household, people who listen to it will be chilled.

When Cang Shijun died, Canghai was only old, and it was impossible to have a son, so Cang Shijun's tombstone could only be engraved first, but not used, and when Canghai had a son, he could use it when he re-erected the monument for his father, otherwise he had to use it first.

Standing back in front of his father's tombstone, Canghai looked at this mottled stone tablet, recalling his father's voice and smile in his mind, remembering that he was by his side when he was sick, thinking about the focused gaze when he made himself a small wooden pistol, Canghai felt as if something was blocking his heart, and the pain was unbearable.

The son wants to raise but the parent is not there!

Shi Wei was placing offerings in front of the tombstone at this time, Shi Wei had deep feelings for Canghai, so it was quite solemn, in front of Cang Shijun's monument was six offerings, pork beef and mutton replaced the pig's head, the cow's head and the sheep's head three livestock, then three plates of fruit and three-color pastries, and finally a bottle of Moutai.

After setting up the offerings, Shi Wei looked up and saw Canghai with tears in her eyes, and couldn't help but whisper: "Father has a spirit in the sky, he will definitely be happy for us, don't be sad."

Canghai wiped his tears when he heard this, smiled at Shi Wei, and then lowered his head and prepared to kneel down to kowtow to his father.

"Kneel on this, it's cold on the ground."

"This ......" Shi Wei hesitated a little.

Canghai said: "I will be very happy to see you, he is not too particular, he will definitely not pick this gift!"

After speaking, Canghai stretched out his hand to help Shi Wei and knelt down in front of his father's grave.

"Great, I brought my daughter-in-law to see you" Canghai knelt down, after saying a word, picked up the incense and lit it and gave half to Shi Wei, the two first bowed, inserted the incense in the snow in front of the monument, and then solemnly kowtowed three heads. After knocking his head, Canghai opened the wine bottle, filled the wine glasses in the hands of himself and Shi Wei, and then sprinkled them in front of his father's grave.

Father's worship is good, and then there are grandparents, great-grandparents, and great-grandparents, because this is the first time Shi Wei married into the Cang family's big sacrifice, so in addition to the three animals, they are all six offerings, which is quite solemn.

It's just that Canghai doesn't have to be so serious as a grandson, great-grandson and great-grandson to make offerings to the ancestors, occasionally ridiculing a few words, let the grandparents, great-grandparents and great-grandparents bless themselves, otherwise there will be fewer such jokes next time the offerings can be talked about.

Confucianism talks about hugging grandchildren but not children, sons can't be presumptuous in front of their fathers, and they will be much favored as grandsons in front of their grandfathers.

After worshipping Gaozu, some of the nearby tombs should also be taken care of, but there is no need for Canghai and Shi Wei to kneel down one by one, just sweep away the tombstone, and then solemnly put some cakes in front of the monument, and a glass or two of wine is enough.

Waiting for all this to be done, it took almost an hour for Canghai and his wife to meet Cang Shiyuan.

"Are you okay over there?" asked Cang Shiyuan.

Canghai said: "There is one last step, are you okay over there?"

Cang Shiyuan said: "Henan went back to taste the pastries."

After the worship, according to the custom, waiting for the ancestors to enjoy the offerings, then the younger generations will usually eat one or two mouthfuls of offerings, this custom Canghai doesn't know why, but since it is a custom, then follow it.

"Then I'll wait for you out of the woods," Cang Shiyuan said.

Canghai nodded and walked back to the grave of his grandparents with Shi Wei, the two picked up the small pastry in front of the stele and took a bite, which was considered to be a formal worship of Shizi's grandparents, and each offering in front of the grave tasted a small bite, and after ten minutes, Canghai took Shi Wei and led the ugly donkey out of the forest.

As soon as he got out of the forest, he saw Cang Shiyuan and Canghe Nanye waiting for him outside with their necks bent, so he got on the plow and came to their side, and picked them up and went back along the road together.

Wei Wenkui's family did not come out, Canghai had to go back to the village first, and met Li Liren's family who came to worship their ancestors on the way.

Back at home, the peace of the ancestors has not returned, Qu Guowei and Xu Sheng, the two old men are sitting in the house choosing vegetables, celery has already chosen a large pot, as for the leeks in the morning, they are almost selected, Canghai saw that the dishes were ready, so he began to roll up his sleeves to prepare the most solemn meal of the year: Chinese New Year's Eve dinner!

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