At 8:20 on April 4, 2016, Yang Xin drove behind Yang Ming's car to the cemetery of his hometown.

During the Qingming Festival, it rained a lot, and last night's light rain wet the flying dust,

On the old roads in my hometown, some of the cement roads were not repaired, and when I came to the cemetery, the doors of the two cars were covered with mud.

Stopping not far from his grandfather's tombstone, Yang Ming looked at the familiar places in his hometown, although he hadn't come for a long time, but many of the places he had walked through still made Yang Ming remember it vividly.

Yang's father and Yang's mother had already gotten out of the car, took out a shovel from the trunk of the car to shovel the turf, and the uncle walked to his grandfather's grave with the money used to worship his ancestors.

Every year on the Qingming Festival, parents and uncles are busy, but also did not fall once, today Nirvana supermarket closed for a day, several cashiers and tally clerks were taken a day off by parents.

"Yang Ming, let's go, the elders have all passed. ”

Seeing that Yang Ming was still thinking about something, Qiao Qingya couldn't help but remind.

"Well, in the past, Yang Jing, Yang Qiang, let's go to the back compartment to get something. ”

"Good!"

"I'll go too!"

Qiao Qingya didn't want Yang Ming's family to see her hypocritical appearance, so she also went to the trunk to get something.

When Yang Ming and his party arrived at his grandfather's tombstone, they found that the third and fourth uncle's families had arrived, and it seemed that their trip was relatively late.

"Qingya, this is my third uncle, fourth uncle, and fourth aunt, these two children are the children of the fourth uncle's family. ”

Every time Yang Ming introduced one, Qiao Qingya called one, and took out a red envelope from the handbag he carried, the elders were all 10,000 big red envelopes, and the juniors were 1,000 small red envelopes. But for children, a small red envelope of 1,000 is a big red envelope in their eyes.

Yang Ming's two little cousins and cousins immediately smiled when they received Qiao Qingya's red envelope, and called Qiao Qingya sweetly.

"Thank you, sister-in-law!"

Qiao Qingya was also very happy, and generously accepted the title of cousin, and Yang Xin took out the paper money and started to burn it, Yang Ming, Yang Jing, and Yang Qiang took a shovel from Yang's father and uncle to shovel up the turf and spread it on the grave, so as not to wash away the soil where there is no grass on the grave by rain, causing the grave to become shorter.

"Isn't this Yang Ming, back?"

Yang Ming turned around and saw that it was the son of the eldest grandfather, his cousin Yang Furong came over with a beer belly, and Yang Ming respectfully called Uncle Furong.

"Qingya, this is my Uncle Furong. You're too."

"This BMW is yours? Young man, it's better to be pragmatic and don't be fat. Brother, look at the son you taught, you must take care of it, don't be a debt at that time, this BMW car and Audi are rented by Yang Ming, look at this posture, at least more than a thousand a day. ”

Yang Ming frowned slightly, but his face did not show it, he wanted to call Qiao Qingya to come over and say hello, but he was interrupted before he finished speaking, and he said a lot of inexplicable words.

Yang Ming knew that Uncle Fu Rong looked down on his family and educated himself around the corner.

Qiao Qingya heard Yang Ming calling herself, hurriedly got up, saw Yang Ming coming an elder, and understood that Yang Ming was asking her to go over to recognize her relatives, but as soon as she came to Yang Ming's side, she heard sarcastic words about Yang Ming.

Suddenly, Qiao Qingya retracted the hand that was put in the handbag, gave up the plan to take the red envelope, and called Uncle Furong in a curtling manner, and turned around to go back to accompany Yang Xin, Yang Ma and others to burn paper for their ancestors.

"Yang Ming, who is this?"

Yang Furong was slightly amazed when he saw Qiao Qingya.

"My girlfriend, Qiao Qingya!"

Yang Ming replied coincidentally, they were all elders, Yang Ming didn't want to get too stiff with the people in the family, so after coping, he lowered his head and concentrated on shoveling the turf.

But things often backfire, if you take a step back, others will take two steps forward, Yang Furong listened to Yang Ming's reply, and was suddenly furious, pointing at Yang Ming and scolding: "Yang Ming, do you still have my uncle in your eyes, look at what girlfriend you have, don't you have basic politeness, won't it be rented on the Internet again, you are so old, you can't find a wife, Yang Ming, I think you have been like this in your life, and you have no interest in your life." ”

Yang Furong's voice was a little loud, and everyone not far away heard it, and Xinxin, who was very good with Yang Ming, immediately jumped out to fight for Yang Ming.

"Uncle Furong, what do you mean today? My brother didn't provoke you, why did you point at my brother's face, I know you look down on our family for no money, but we never seem to have gone to your house to ask you for anything. ”

Yang Furong saw that Yang Xin, a girl, dared to argue with herself, her face changed, blue and purple, and pointed the finger at Yang Ming's father, and he didn't even call his brother anymore.

"Yang Fugui, look at the descendants you taught, all of them have no respect for their elders, do you want to turn the sky upside down? Tell you, Yang Fugui, I just look down on your family for no money, and even descendants like your family can't afford to borrow money even if they borrow money, so if you die in the future, I won't borrow a penny from my heart to borrow money. Hmph!"

Yang Fu Song walked away.

Yang Ming's face was gloomy, and he didn't make a sound, Yang Furong was an unemployed vagrant, living on the rent of more than a dozen suites every month, twenty or thirty thousand yuan per month, and typically a chartered public. Every time my parents bring their three brothers and sisters to visit during the New Year's holidays, they all point to their father as a teacher, and their father still looks like he is being taught, and he has to obey.

This scene is the last thing Yang Ming's three siblings want to see, so when they visit the door, the last thing Yang Ming siblings want to go to is Yang Furong's house.

"Yang Ming, you bear with it, you don't see it when you look up. ”

Just when Yang Ming was faintly having a seizure, Qiao Qingya walked over and took Yang Ming's hand and said softly.

Not for a long time, Qiao Qingya knows more or less about Yang Ming's temperament, on the first day of work at Fengchuang International, he was taken away by the police after being framed by Xu Zijian, Qiao Qingya saw with her own eyes that Yang Ming dared to beat the police on the street, since Yang Ming couldn't hold back and didn't have a seizure now, Qiao Qingya understood that Yang Ming must have a lot of concerns in his heart.

"Well, I know, it's okay if I'm wronged, it's just that I've suffered my parents. ”

Yang Fugui and Xiong Yao can see it.

"It's okay, son, after so many years, your parents don't think it's anything, you are rich, you are such a person, you talk about it, you have a good face, and you don't really embarrass us about anything. ”

"I know, Mom and Dad, my brothers and I went digging the turf. ”

Yang Xin didn't follow and said unhappily.

"Mom and Dad, you see you're still talking for him, don't you see what he says about my brother?"

"Okay, Xinxin, go burn more paper for your grandfather, and be less angry on the Qingming Festival. ”

"Oh!"

Yang Xin answered, and walked to the tombstone sullenly and squatted down.