Su Bao knew for the first time that there was such a thing, and she thought that the ancestral tombs and ancestral tombs were all divided on the mountain.

"What about our family?" Su Bao is like a curious baby, as long as he catches a question, he will keep asking:

"How many holes do we have in our house?"

"Is it enough for the ancestors?"

"If it's not enough, can you huddle together?"

"Do the ancestors like Qingshan Cemetery?"

"If Xiao Wu dies, can it still live there? And what about Grandpa Turtle? ”

(Little Five: Gah?) ）

"If Su Bao also goes to live in the future, can you make a bow on my grave?"

Everyone: "......!! ”

This, this, this......

The corners of Mu Guifan's mouth twitched.

He picked up a salt-and-pepper pig's trotter and stuffed it into Su Bao's mouth: "Children eat more and talk less." ”

Mrs. Su muttered in her mouth: "There are no taboos, no taboos, no taboos......"

Su Bao: "......"

Do you see the horn?

The adults don't answer her questions again!

Isn't it hard for her to ask?

With a hint of a smile in his eyes, Su Yichen replied one by one:

"The tomb of the Su family is not according to the hole, according to the square meter, we have 100 square meters at present."

Each tomb is sold at a minimum of three square meters, and the cemetery is probably of this size.

One hundred square meters is a lot for the general area of the cemetery.

Comes with a front and back garden or something...... Needless to say.

"The ancestors are enough to live...... At least for a hundred years, there is no need to add more. ”

Old Man Su choked on a mouthful of food: "Ahem...... Ahem......"

This topic, how weird!

"The ancestors should like Qingshan Cemetery!" Su Yichen finally returned to her question: "Su Bao likes bows?" ”

Su Bao nodded: "Mmmm, this will make me look different from other graves!" ”

Everyone: "......"

Anyway, they've never seen a bow-shaped tombstone......

This, this, this......

It's a topic that can't be talked about.

Adults cough and cough, drink water, talk about how to talk about it, and some pretend to talk about recent projects.

Su Bao could only look at Su He and asked, "Brother, what kind of grave do you like?" ”

Su He asked, "Uh......"

"Brother Zixi, what about you?"

Su Zixi: "......" in contemplation.

Su Bao looked at Su Hewen again: "Big brother, what about you?" ”

Su Hewen: "......"

Datouhan raised his hand: "I, me, me!" I love the shape of a beautiful sheep! ”

Everyone: "......"

This, this, this...... Is that what can be said?

The little ones are really ...... Innocent and inhibited......

In the end, it was Mrs. Su who ended the topic: "Eat!" Whoever doesn't eat well, I'll check them one by one. ”

A few little radish heads suddenly shrank their necks and quickly picked up rice.

Su Bao suddenly remembered something, approached Mu Guifan, and asked quietly, "So, Dad, what about our family?" Did the ancestors like their graves? ”

Mu Guifan: "......"

The level of the question was too high for him to answer.

Su Bao: "Can I make the shape I like?" ”

Grandma didn't answer her, so she had to ask her father.

In Su Bao's heart, Dad is omnipotent, and Dad is the real taboo-free.

Mu Guifan finally said: "Now that the new funeral regulations are implemented, compared with traditional tombstones, artistic tombstones belong to personalized customization, and their shapes are changeable and ...... shapes."

"In other words, it's all right."

Su Bao got the answer he wanted, was satisfied, and took a bite of the big pig's trotters, thinking secretly in his heart:

When she went to the family tomb, she had to ask the ancestors if they liked their house?

If she doesn't like it, she can help the ancestors make the tombstone look like they like~!

As a result, Su Bao had already begun to prepare for meeting the ancestors.

Perhaps it is because unlike ordinary people, in Su Bao's worldview, death and parting have gradually become acceptable and can be treated with a normal heart.

She is also optimistic that death is not an eternal parting, and one day we will meet again...... It's just in a different form.

Su Jinyu ate slowly, looking at Su Bao with soft eyes.

Looking at the family.

It's almost July 14th......

It's time to get ready for her departure.

Really reluctant.

**

Time will always pass quietly without people noticing.

During this time, Su Hewen had been improving his ghost catching net, and he was nervous and scared to wait for July 14 to try this net.

Until now, he didn't understand why his ghost catching net didn't catch a ghost that night, why did it ring?

Su Bao checked it for him a few times, but she couldn't figure it out.

"Maybe you got a grimace?" Su Bao thought for a moment: "Before we went in that day, the grimace was inside. ”

Su He asked when he thought of the four terrifying faces posted on the ceiling, and there were still psychological shadows.

"Can't you catch the grimace?"

Su Bao pointed to the hole in the fishing net: "Ghosts can become bigger and smaller, brother, your fishing net has no spells, the hole is too big, maybe those faces are too small?" ”

She raised her hand and gestured: "This change, and then it rolls up in a ball, and it gets out of the hole with a whoosh!" ”

Su He asked Shen Yin: "It's possible!" ”

After all, what he did was not like Shangsu Bao...... After Su Bao's spirit net catches the ghost, the ghost will scream and then can't move.

I guess I can't get bigger or smaller.

So he's different, he has to calculate the smallest unit of ghosts......

Su He asked immediately to get a pen and began to draw geometric drawings in the notebook.

"Suppose the minimum size of a ghost is ...... The size of the mesh should be ......."

Su Bao squatted to the side and watched for a while, feeling bored, and ran out to play again.

Outside Su's house.

A little girl wearing a black T-shirt and a hoodie with sun protection passed by.

She stood in front of the Su family, raised her eyes and looked, her eyes were faint amber, which made her a little indifferent.

She raised her hand and looked at the compass in her hand, the pointer turning rapidly.

"Humph......"

She let out a soft snort, with a hint of disdain, and then put the compass in her pocket and walked away slowly.

On the way back, Su Yichen saw a little girl walking alone, and because of the strangeness, he looked at it twice.

Does this child live nearby, looking at the age of six or seven, Su Yichen thought that the child came out to play by himself, and he didn't care.

During the summer vacation, many children in the neighborhood will play together in groups, most of them are elementary school children, and they have seen them walking alone.

As soon as I got home, I saw Su Bao running out.

"Hey, it's you, uncle!"

Su Bao pinched his fingers and calculated.

Why did she count that there were so many people who came?

"It's kind of weird, count it again."

Su Bao grabbed the turtle grandfather and threw it.

Grandpa Turtle suddenly spun in circles...... Turn, turn......

It's already quite calm.

What was it like to use turtle shells in ancient times?

It is to throw the turtle into the fire, burn it directly, and wait for the fire to go out to see the shape of the tortoise's shell cracking, so as to make a fortune.

It can be said that every time a hexagram is raised, a small turtle will die.

Now Su Bao just threw it away, and didn't burn it, as a turtle, you have to know how to be satisfied.

Well......

Grandpa Turtle stuck out his head, skillfully grabbed the nearest grass, and turned over.