The ancestral tomb of the Qi family is located at the foot of the mountain, covering an area of about 30 acres. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Backed by the Bishan Mountain Range and in front of it is a winding mountain stream, surrounded by lush forests, making it an excellent feng shui treasure.

It is said that after Qi Ziru made a fortune, he specially invited the masters to walk all over the surrounding mountains, and they chose to choose this mountain forest.

In the spring season, the earth recovers, the hillsides are already dotted with green, and the pines and cypresses surrounding the graves are still green and upright.

The patriarch Qi Lingtao led all the men in the clan to accompany Qi Lingxian's family to the Qi cemetery to worship the ancestors.

Boys and girls of paper ties, mascots are carried into the cemetery in pairs, dozens of monks and Taoist priests are doing their own rituals, ginger paper money is flying all over the sky, all the Qi family members are dressed in plain clothes, solemnly come to the grave of the ancestor Qi Ziru and his wife, and worship sincerely.

Plates of fresh fruit brought in from the south, a fried carp, a large pig's head, and many other offerings were arranged in front of the tombstones.

Qi Lingxian and Qi Lingtao personally held three sticks of incense to incense their ancestors, and then picked up the wine glass and sprinkled the best Huiquan wine in the soil.

Looking at the tombstone with traces of time, Qi Lingxian prayed silently: "Ancestor, you have a spirit in the sky, and you will bless the Qi family to survive this catastrophe smoothly......"

When the men had finished worshipping, it was the women's turn.

The first is naturally the ancestor of the Qi family, the Jia family, followed by the county lord of Qinghe, who has the highest status and a formal dress, which makes her more and more dignified.

Gu Jialuo and the concubines stood behind, and the elders in front bowed, and they followed suit, and the elders got up, and they followed suit.

In the entire cemetery, there was only the chanting of monks and the poignant sound of suona, and everyone did not speak, and they carried out the worship ceremony very seriously.

It was nearly dusk, and the worship was over.

Qi Lingxian and a gray-haired Taoist priest walked around the cemetery, and the two talked about something as they walked.

The Taoist priest still had a compass in his hand, and after walking for a while, he stopped to look left and right, and looked at it, it should be in Kanyu.

Qi Jinzhi and Gu Jialuo quietly left the crowd and came to the tomb of their grandfather Qi Qiang. Right next to Qi Qiang's gorgeous tomb, there is an inconspicuous small earthen bag, there is no monument, only a small pine and cypress is planted next to it.

"Brother Ji, my father and mother have come to see you~~"

Qi Jinzhi and Gu Jialuo squatted down/leaned down, both facing the small dirt bag.

Qi Jinzhi is better, he is a man in the end, and his tears are far less abundant than those of women.

Gu Jialuo couldn't hold back any longer, covered his face with his hands, and sobbed.

Her son, her son who died at birth, the son she had never even seen in person, woo, should have been able to grow up carefree with Sister Xing and Sister Fu, but now he is lying alone in this cold grave.

Pity him for being a little person, and before he opened his eyes to see the world, he closed his eyes forever.

Whining...... Gu Jialuo felt distressed when she thought about it, and the remorse and guilt that penetrated into the bone marrow filled her chest again, and her body couldn't help but tremble.

"Ah Luo, don't be like this, Brother Ji doesn't want to see us so sad."

Qi Jinzhi hurriedly supported Gu Jialuo's shaking body, gently put her head on his shoulder, and said in a low voice: "You don't have to worry, when Brother Ji was buried, I specially invited a high-ranking monk to do it for him. He came to this world cleanly, and left without a trace of dust, and he will definitely be reborn into a good family in the next life. If there is fate, maybe he can be our son again. ”

Gu Jialuo raised his head and looked at Qi Jinzhi with teary eyes, "Really? Can Brother Ji come back? ”

Qi Jinzhi gently rubbed her forehead with his cheek and said in a low voice: "Yes, as long as we are sincere, God will fulfill us." ”

Both husband and wife knew in their hearts that it was impossible, but they still couldn't help but say self-deceptive words.

"Brother Ji, it's all bad to blame your mother, don't be angry with your mother, okay?"

Gu Jialuo looked at the little dirt bag silently, and said silently in his heart, "You give your mother another chance, so that your mother can take good care of you, okay?" ”

"Brother Ji, I'm sorry, my mother hasn't seen you, but your father said that you look exactly like your second sister, so my mother painted a portrait of you according to your second sister's current appearance. My mother will burn the portrait to you in a while, do you see if it looks like? Is it okay to give your mother a dream at night? Tell your mother if you like the portrait or not. Is my mother good at drawing......"

Gu Jialuo lit paper money, portraits, paper horses, sheep, bows, arrows, gold ingots and other things, while chattering with his son.

Qi Jinzhi didn't speak, only silently helped Gu Jialuo hand things and look at the fire.

A large mass of things jumped in the flames, and finally turned into a black butterfly and scattered until it disappeared.

Qi Jinzhi said to Gu Jialuo: "It's not too early, Ah Luo, let's go." ”

The large army on the other side has already begun to prepare to return to the city, and it is not good for them to stay too long. After all, many Qi clan members still don't know about the existence of Brother Ji, and Qi Jinzhi doesn't want to make trouble at this time.

"Hmm!"

Gu Jialuo lowered her head and wiped her tears, blew her nose, and was about to stand up, she didn't want to squat for too long, her feet were numb, and she almost sat on the ground.

Qi Jin's hand was quick, and he hurriedly hugged her, and then helped her stand up.

The husband and wife stood in front of their son's grave and said silently in their hearts: "Brother Ji, my father and mother will come to see you in the future." ”

Qi Jinzhi and Gu Jialuo walked out of the cemetery, and Ziwei and other maids slowly followed.

"Uncle, thank you!" Gu Jialuo said suddenly.

Qi Jinzhi thought that Gu Jialuo was referring to the fact that he was supporting her, so he said disapprovingly: "You and I are husband and wife, and we should support each other, but it's just a matter of reaching out, why do you want to thank you?" ”

"I'm not here for this," Gu Jialuo turned his head to look at the cemetery in the sunset, and muttered: "It's Brother Ji, if you told me frankly at the beginning, I, I would definitely not be able to stand it......"

Qi Jinzhi concealed his son's affairs, Gu Jialuo once resented him, thinking that he was too cruel, how could he deprive himself of the right to know the truth? How could she be ruthless and not let her see her son for the last time?

But she only learned today that Qi Jinzhi's 'cruelty' is actually the greatest mercy for her.

Time is a good medicine to heal grief, and after seven or eight months, Gu Jialuo mentioned that although his son will still have heartache, he will not be in pain and hate to die.

Gu Jialuo will miss his son more, and then transfer this regret and affection to his two daughters.

Moreover, Gu Jialuo did not see her son's death with her own eyes, and she did not see him buried, so she could still imagine that her son was not painful and peaceful when he died.

Sometimes, she even thinks that her son may not be dead at all, but that he is just away from home or fostered in a proper home.

Qi Jinzhi took a deep breath, wrapped his arms around Gu Jialuo's shoulders, and said softly: "I said, we are husband and wife, and we should support each other." ”

"Hmm!" Gu Jialuo replied lightly and walked slowly with Qi Jinzhi.

However, as soon as the Qi family left, several black shadows flashed into the cemetery.

"Qi Lingxian looked for someone to look at feng shui, and also put the overall situation of feng shui here, you search carefully, Qi Lingxian is not a person who believes in ghosts and gods, nominally a feng shui bureau, but in fact, there may be some treasures hidden!"

The man in black in the lead commanded coldly.

"Yes!" Several people responded in unison, and immediately dispersed, searching for the ...... following the trajectory of Qi Lingxian and the Taoist

PS: One more. (To be continued.) )