While adapting to the identity of a primary school student, Lu Qinghe is also waiting for the news of submitting articles to the primary school student monthly magazine. At school, perhaps because she is a new classmate who joined halfway, she has been in class for more than a month, and Lu Qinghe is the best, and He Wei is the only one.

Others, classmates seem to be on the sidelines of Lu Qinghe, and Lu Qinghe doesn't mind these, since everyone doesn't pay much attention to her, she doesn't have time to please these children. was only remembered twice by the disciplinary commissioner He Jiayi, and the labor commissioner kept her and swept the ground three times.

How to say it, Lu Qinghe is still happy with this kind of life.

At least, because after she went to school, her father loosened her guard a lot. And the matter of stocks, Lu Qinghe has also done a good job, and more than 10,000 yuan can only buy 21 lots.

Soon ushered in the Qingming Festival, the Qingming Festival, and the school had a three-day holiday.

During the Qingming Festival, every family has to burn paper for their ancestors, especially the activities in the clan, which can only be done by men. However, this year's Lu Qinghe is eight years old, and it is Lu Qiang who gave the family tree and thinks that his son is cultivating.

Therefore, this year, Lu Qiang must take Lu Qinghe back to the village. Before, either Lu Qinghe was still young, or Lu Qinghe was not in good health. Now that all aspects are mature, Lu Qiang feels that he wants to take Lu Qinghe up the mountain. It's just that they just returned to Lingu Village, and as soon as they parked their motorcycles at the door of the ancestral hall of the Lu family, many people started talking.

"Hey, why did Cuong bring his daughter here? It's not in order. ”

"When can a woman be able to worship such a big event as an ancestor? Lu Qiang, you won't really treat that fourth daughter as a son, right? ”

"Ah, yes, oh, the fourth daughter of the Qiangzi family is on the family tree, and the name is still taken by the old uncle himself. In this way, Lu Qinghe can really follow us to Lingzhu Mountain to worship our ancestors. ”

"I was already qualified, every year Ah Qiang's family gave two shares, but before that, Ah Qiang was alone. Now that Lu Qinghe, the child, is in good health, she can also bless her by going to worship her ancestors together. Stop talking nonsense. It's all family. ”

An old man with pale hair, holding a cane, and a bright voice with a red face and a bright voice stood on the front seat of the ancestral hall: "Arrange according to generation." After a while, everyone went out to take the spiritual bamboo from the entrance of the ancestral hall. If you haven't burned the paper, you must not dismantle the bamboo shoots. If anyone is found to be disobedient, he will not be allowed to enter the ancestral hall of the Lu family for the rest of his life. ”

"Yes"

More than a hundred people, answering at the same time, quite imposing.

The village chief was the first to take the spirit bamboo. The people behind the walk out lined up one after another to get it. Adults in a row, children in a row, according to the generation of the exclusion of Lingzhu. Lu Qinghe took it, and the fourth and fifth children wore to her, as well as Lu Qingjiang, Lu Qingyuan and several of their cousins were also walking far away.

Today, all the men surnamed Lu in Lingu Village are under the age of 50 and over the age of 8. It's almost all there. Lingzhu is ordinary bamboo, but Lingzhu Mountain is the tomb mountain of Lingu Village for generations. A name that has been passed down from generation to generation. It is said that the place where the grave is buried is aura, and this mountain is not allowed to women to come up, especially Qingming burns paper.

Even when people die in coffins, up the mountain and down the earth, there is still not a single woman.

"Little Four, are you cold? It takes three hours to go to Lingzhu Mountain, and when you are tired, you can sue me, and I will carry you. "The fourth child inquired from his mother. In the past month or so, Primary 4 has adapted well to school and made good friends. I am also very serious about reading, and there are several fourth and fifth graders in the village. It is said that the fourth child is now a popular figure in school.

said that Xiao Si was not popular in the class at all, and only one classmate was willing to play with her. Maybe it's because of her young age, her classmates don't like her very much, but the fourth child is very obedient in class, and the teacher pulls her to answer questions, and everyone can answer them correctly.

Top class. The goal of the fourth grade in the second half of the fourth year.

"It's okay, I'll still be able to walk in three hours."

More than an hour later, Lu Qinghe regretted it a little. The three-hour mountain road is really difficult to walk, she never thought that Lingzhu Mountain is actually such a far mountain, big and steep, large and small bamboos, densely packed on both sides of the path. There are also quite a few small bamboo shoots that have already popped up.

"Ah Qiang, I decided to buy another one, a sand cleaning boat, and a truck." Lu Sanmin and Lu Sicai brothers also brought a son with them, while Lu Sanmin walked next to Lu Qiang and kept chatting about continuing to buy riverbed. In the past two years, they have bought all the riverbeds in the eight villages before and after. I even want to continue to buy a new sand dredging ship and join the sand dredging together.

Now the most famous sand field in Heyuan County is the sand field of Lingu Village in Yuyun Township. Those who come to buy sand wait in line every day. It starts at 5 a.m. every day and doesn't really end work until 7 p.m. The income from selling sand is as high as 15,000 a day, 45,000 a month, in addition to the cost of sand boats, the cost of engine oil, and labor costs, the nine partners can get 3,500 yuan a month.

And this is last year, and today the price of sand has risen again, and each family can already get 4000 a month. That's a lot richer than they were out there helping people build buildings. A family starts with 50,000 a year, which is really eye-catching. Fortunately, they wrote it on the contract early in the morning, and all the money earned in the first three years was invested in buying the riverbed.

Now that the riverbed is there, the customer is there, Lu Sanmin and a few other partners have discussed it together, and if they have money, they will directly invest in another sand dredging boat, and do their best to turn the riverbed into sand for money. There is also a truck that buys a special sand truck, and three of the eight of them can drive.

There is a riverbed, a boat, a car, a sand, a one-stop service, they can increase their knowledge, and they can also charge an extra freight. When the sales of sand are large, the money can be recovered faster.

"Yes, third brother, what you said is okay. You just decide, and if you need to invest more money, you tell me. My family is the same, and it is directly out of two copies. "Everyone is not stupid, in the first year, they can recover the principal of the sand dredging boat, and the sand has really become golden sand.

From the very beginning, everyone said that Lu Qiang would pay two money, and each of them would pay one. In the past, they worked on sand dredging boats, and they were calculated according to the highest working hours, and the dividends were calculated separately. For more than two years, River Plate has been buying, and Lu Sanmin and each of them have paid one at a time, and Lu Qiang is still two copies.

The riverbed is made up of the Xijiang S-shape, and all the eight villages before and after are eaten by them. For the time being, their cooperation is quite stable, and no one has said that they want to withdraw their shares or exchange them for cash. Many people want to add in, but there are a lot of pies. Each family has many relatives who always come to ask them if they want to invest. They could pay or something, but they were all denied.

Occasionally, some people come to find trouble, and Lu Sanmin and they all press down, so it is still smooth.

"Hmm. The third brother has discussed it with us, and it is because you have two copies on your side that I told you. The third brother's meaning is the same as before, directly everyone takes out cash and continues to sign another contract. Anyway, everyone shared a lot of money last year. This year, I went to the city to investigate, and the new sand dredging boat will be bigger and faster than our current one, and more importantly, the sand will be high. ”

Lu Sicai picked up his third brother's words, and at the end of last year, everyone shared 10,000 or 20,000. No way, the day looks good, after buying the river bed, the remaining dividends are less, but not worse than those who work outside. Now looking at this sand only people are getting better and better to sell. It's going up every year.

"Okay, after worshipping the ancestors today, I will go to the third brother to sit down." Lu Qiang agreed, and looked at Qinghe's side, he had been walking for nearly two hours, and he didn't know if Qinghe was tired. With so many people here, he really didn't feel like he was carrying her like he was at home.

"Xiao Wei, go over to accompany you, little fourth sister, if you are tired, I will carry her." Lu Sanmin called his eldest son Lu Junwei over. Let him go over and see Lu Qinghe, do you need to carry it. The whole clan is here, and he knows that Lu Qiang spoils his daughter again, and it will not be easy to mess around.

The words of a child. It doesn't matter.

Lu Junwei said hello to his father and Uncle Lu Qiang and ran to Lu Qinghe's platoon, he had a very bad impression of Lu Qinghe. Lu Qinghe's third sister and he are classmates, both of them are in the sixth grade this year, two years ago, he has been listening to Lu Jing say that Lu Qinghe is the king and hegemon at home. I always love to bully my three sisters.

If it weren't for the fact that Lu Qinghe saved Teacher Lu's great-grandson, Lu Junwei would not have had the slightest impression of this 'little fourth sister'.

"Lu Qinghe, are you tired? My dad said if you were tired, I'll carry you. Lu Junwei saw that Lu Qinghe was being helped by the fourth and fifth brothers, and his forehead was full of beads of sweat. was a little contemptuous of such a squeamish Lu Qinghe, and looked at the men and boys all the way, but Lu Qinghe was a girl, which was really out of place.

The only thing I think is good is that Lu Qinghe has short hair and relatively neutral clothes.

"Huh?"

Lu Qinghe was not familiar with the people who came, but he seemed to have seen it somewhere: "Thank you, no, I can still go." "After two hours of walking, my feet were blistered. However, she knew that this time was not the time for her to be willful and coquettish, so she could only insist.

She is now Lu Qiang's son, so she can't let others look down on her. Thank you very much to the fourth and fifth, Lu Qinghe's legs and feet are really weak, if it weren't for them supporting him, Lu Qinghe really couldn't stand.

"Whatever." Lu Junwei shook off such lukewarm words and left.

The fourth child was very unhappy: "Little Si, don't pay attention to this kind of person, arrogant and arrogant." Isn't it just that his family made some money by digging sand, what's so great? I heard that he didn't get into the top five in school, so he liked to go online. His father knew that he was hung up and beaten several times. ”

"That's it, Lu Junwei also stole his parents' money, and once went to a black Internet café to surf the Internet, he didn't come back for the night. I really want to go and see if the computer is the same as what Brother Chen said. Lao Wu talked about Lu Junwei's black history, and at the same time revealed his curiosity and yearning for computers.

"Is he the son of Uncle Lu? I said how I looked like I had seen him, but he seemed hostile to me. Lu Qinghe dared to guarantee that the boys and children she had beaten were only two or three years older than her. Lu Junwei is so tall, and Lu Qinghe doesn't have the courage to fight him, so is he really arrogant and hostile to himself?

"Yes, Xiaosi, I'll carry you. I see you're going slower and slower, and if we don't go faster, we won't be able to catch up with the big army. The fourth child watched the three of them fall behind more and more, and was a little anxious. There is still an hour to arrive at Lingzhu Mountain, and when I get to Lingzhu, I still have to go to eighteen graves to burn paper and incense, which is more difficult to walk, and requires more body.

"No, you go first, I'll be able to follow." Lu Qinghe didn't want to drag down the fourth brother and his two brothers, and now he finally understood why everyone wanted to take a spiritual bamboo, it turned out that he knew that the distance was long, and he could use it as a crutch when he was tired. Lu Qinghe gritted his teeth, pulled out his hands, and walked forward quickly.

The fourth and fifth children also followed, and wanted to support the fourth child again, but they were refused, so they could only continue to follow her side.

After another hour, we finally arrived at the foot of Lingzhu Mountain.

A large piece of crisp green, starting from the halfway up the mountain, there is a large white cloud floating on it, all the way up, there is no end in sight, super beautiful, like a fairy mirror.

In his previous life, Lu Qinghe had never been here. When everyone came to pull bamboo shoots during the Qingming Festival, Lu Qinghe did not experience it, only knew that everyone got up at three or four o'clock, everyone prepared a few burlap bags, brought a few simmered sweet potatoes and water, and ate them as meals, and did not go home until the afternoon.

I only know that the bacon fried dried bamboo shoots at home every year is the most delicious dish, and now I understand that it is not easy to pull bamboo shoots, and if you go so far, you must go into the dense bamboo forest to find it.

"It's so beautiful, wow, is that a bowl flower (the other side flower)? It's beautiful, are those clusters of pink flowers Qingming flowers? When Lu Qinghe was still surprised and surprised, the fourth child was already one step ahead of her, folded a bunch of Qingming flowers, removed the stamens from the flowers, and shook it again, shaking off the water dew on it.

"Huh?"

I saw that the fourth child stuffed the cleaned Qingming flowers into Lu Qinghe's mouth, and he also made a few flowers and put them in his mouth together, and chewed them: "Quench your thirst, it's delicious, sweet and sour." Without waiting for Lu Qinghe to suspect it, I saw that many adults and children were like the fourth child, and directly folded the Qingming flower, removed the stamens and put them in their mouths.

Lu Qinghe didn't dare to eat it, Hua Ye, can you really eat it?

"Hahaha, Xiaosi, don't worry, it won't be poisonous." Seeing Lu Qinghe's somewhat tangled and distorted expression, Lao Wu laughed directly. Girls are so timid, wait for the weather to be hotter next month, go up the mountain to pick mushrooms and encounter snakes, don't be scared to death?

Lu Qinghe took a bite, and sure enough, it quickly turned into water, with a sweet and sour feeling, and the taste was not bad. She folded a few more strings and took them, rested for about ten minutes, and everyone began to really climb the mountain again. Lu Qinghe exhaled a few times and asked the fourth child a few questions.

"All the dead in our village are buried in a mountain?" In his previous life, Lu Qinghe was protected too well by his father, and there were very few opportunities to go up the mountain, and Lingzhu Mountain was so far away, he really never came once. But she had still heard some things about Lingzhu Mountain, so she still wanted to know if it was true, this mountain could only be buried if it was surnamed Lu.

"That's right, all the people surnamed Lu in our village can only be buried in this mountain. However, women are not allowed to come, and they can't go in this direction when they come here to pluck bamboo shoots, so they have to go up the mountain from the Houling bamboo side. "This is a tradition, and the fourth child only understands the little four, so he said a few more words.

Lu Qinghe gritted his teeth again, insisted on running the army to climb the mountain, went to the tombs of eighteen ancestors, burned paper and incense, and bowed three times. When he stopped again, Lu Qinghe was already too tired to do anything, and was held by Lu Qiang and put on a clearing. Suddenly a gust of wind came.

Lu Qinghe closed his eyes, so familiar.

There is a sense of familiarity and belonging

In the dream, the grave where Xiaomeng stood in his previous life (to be continued. )