During the Qingming Festival, it rains a lot, and pedestrians on the road want to break their souls.

By asking where the restaurant is, the shepherd boy pointed to Xinghua Village.

It's a clear day, and the rain is shining.

Since early in the morning, the light rain has been falling non-stop, the spring cold is steep, the pedestrians on the road are shrunk, with a sad face, holding an oil-paper umbrella, carrying a small bamboo basket loaded with worship supplies, walking on the mountain path in twos and threes.

Or hurriedly go up the mountain to worship the ancestors, or have finished worshipping, silently go down the mountain and go home to worship again, in this cold and dark season, people's mood and this drizzle, sobbing non-stop.

A simple-looking four-wheeled carriage walked on the mountain path with the sound of hooves, and the driver of the carriage was about thirty years old, of medium height, with a fierce expression, and the car walked slowly to the side, and did not compete with the pedestrians on the road.

The sharp-eyed people in the crowd recognized the service of the coachman from his family, and on weekdays they were afraid that they would not be able to stammer, but today was an exception, the time and place were not in place, and everyone retracted their eyes after a glance, and hurried away, without the uninteresting approach.

The carriage followed the mountain road and came to a cemetery in the back mountain, the coachman pulled the reins, and stopped the carriage steadily under a big tree, and he turned back to the people in the car: "The grave of the second son, the third lady, and the lady has arrived." ”

As soon as the blue embroidered car curtain was lifted, two white-clothed drooping maids first walked down, and they quickly moved the cradle containing incense, candles and fruits off the carriage and put it in the open space next to the cemetery, covering the rain and dust with oil-paper umbrellas, and then walked to the carriage, held up two oil-paper umbrellas, and said respectfully: "Second son, third miss, the road is slippery in the rain, you have to be careful when you get off the car." ”

As soon as the curtain of the car was lifted, a young man in Xuanyi took the lead in jumping off the carriage, he took an oil-paper umbrella, turned back to the girl who was about to get off the car, and said: "Little sister, be careful, the ground is full of mud and hold the second brother's hand, okay, just walk down slowly."

A green and delicate little hand climbed the arm of the boy in Xuanyi, and a slender girl with hair like dense clouds came out of the car, she raised her eyes and glanced at the sky, and muttered in a low voice: "This rain is really annoying, it has been raining for seven days, second brother, you stand up, I will jump out of the car." ”

The second brother's eyes were half spoiled and half reproached, and he said with a smile: "How many times have I told you, the girl's behavior should be gentle, you can't jump when you get out of the car, you have to step on the wheel and walk down slowly, this is everyone's beautiful style." ”

The girl pouted to the second brother, with a slight force on her hand, she jumped out of the carriage, and the place where she landed was just a relatively solid and heavy mud ground, and the moment her toes touched the ground, her hand stroked the hem of her skirt and lifted the skirt.

"So you won't be afraid of mud, don't you say, second brother?"

Xuanyi Gongzi smiled and walked to the grave with his sister's hand.

"Mother, my sister and I saw that you were coming, and my eldest brother couldn't rush back from the war, but he has been thinking about you in his heart, and he also brought a letter last month, asking me to offer incense on his behalf in front of your grave."

This is exactly the second son and young lady of Luo Tingxian, a wealthy man in Zhongzhou, who came to the mountain to worship his mother Zhen.

Luo Tingxian, fifty years old, good at business, two-thirds of the shops in Los Angeles pù with the surname "Luo", the family is well-off, long-sleeved and good at dancing, on and the Los Angeles governor Zhao Wenxiang is good, pay taxes on time, regularly have fun with the official, and have a relationship with the bandits outside the city, every Dragon Boat Festival, Mid-Autumn Festival, winter solstice, the New Year will open a warehouse to give rice grain, distribute winter clothes, win a good reputation of Luoshan people, black and white traffic is unimpeded.

Luo Shanren married his wife Zhen when he was in Wei, and the husband and wife were very affectionate, and had two sons and a daughter, but it was a pity that Zhen gave birth to his young daughter Luo Mei'er, unfortunately postpartum hemorrhage, and Xiang Xiaoyu died.

Luo's son, named Junxuan, handsome, in the army, brave and good at fighting, in the battle to recover Yenan County, with a silver gun in his hand, picked down the enemy's thirteen generals, forced Yinan to surrender the table to sue for peace, and made great achievements. He was named the first warrior in Zhongzhou by the current saint Yubi himself, and he was a mighty general, and he is now stationed in Sichuan.

According to reliable gossip from the court, the saint admires General Luo Junxuan very much, and intends to marry the ninth princess after the Lantern Festival next year and recruit him as the horse of the east bed.

Although the news has not been officially confirmed, it has already been discussed by the public, and people are not only envious, but also envious.

Luo Junxi, the second son of the Luo family, is still martial, does not like the boring life of the military, only likes to travel leisurely in the people, Luo Shanren began to teach him to do business and make profits in the past few years, two years later, the second son has made rapid progress, and has spread the family business to the bustling city of the imperial capital, and has a good reputation among the talents of the younger generation, and is the ideal husband candidate in the hearts of many boudoir girls.

Luo Meier, the youngest daughter of the Luo family, was seventeen years old, and her mother Zhen died of hemorrhage after giving birth after her birth.

According to rumors, Miss Luo's family is as beautiful as a fairy, and her every move has the meaning of being elegant, because Luo Shanren loves her daughter too much, for fear that she will go out and be contaminated with the copper smell of the world, she specially built a beautiful attic in the house for her daughter to live in, which is planted with undefeated flowers at four o'clock, all kinds of vegetables and fruits, for fear that she will be lonely, and collected a group of cats, dogs, deer and birds from all over the country for her daughter to relieve boredom, dig the lake in front of the attic to build mountains, lay a sandalwood trestle bridge on the lake, and build a lotus viewing platform in the center, The view is stunning.

Miss Luojia rarely goes out on weekdays, mostly staying in the mansion to practice piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, knitting female red, but the reputation has already spread all over Los Angeles, and the sons and daughters in the city, if they are not afraid of her two martial arts brothers, they have already taken a ladder over the wall to peep at this legendary beautiful girl.

Although Miss Luo rarely goes out, there are always a few days a year when she is accompanied by her brothers, sitting in a carriage and traveling lightly, and wandering around the downtown mountain stream for a few laps, and observing the sophistication of people.

And the Qingming Festival every year is a day for this deep lady to travel.

After the eldest brother Luo Junxuan joined the army a few years ago, the responsibility of accompanying his sister to travel fell on the second brother Luo Junxi.

Luo Junxi, like his father and brother, is very pampered by this delicate girl, since the day the sister just learned to walk, the brothers will take the sister's hand and turn around in the courtyard, to pick flowers, to fish to touch fish, to butterflies will immediately make a net pocket, the three brothers and sisters are playing among the flowers, as long as the sister's delicate head comes up with any fresh tricks, the two brothers will spare no effort to make that trick.

In the past, the three brothers and sisters came to worship their mothers together, but in the past few years, the eldest brother has been fighting abroad and can't rush back.

Yesterday, the Luoshan people sent their servants up the mountain to clean up the weeds on the grave, and cleared a small open space in front of the grave for today's worship.

The brother and sister came to the mother's grave, put on offerings such as fresh fruit and roasted meat, took out ingots and candles, lit them with flints, and worshiped their mothers.

The coachman and the maid held an oil-paper umbrella, blocking the dripping rain for the son and the young lady, today's weather is realistic, people are in a rainy and dull weather, the mood is more or less low and sentimental, not to mention kneeling in front of their mother's grave, Luo Junxi and Luo Mei'er brother and sister looked at the lonely grave soaked in the rain and mist, and their eyes couldn't help but be red.

The incense candle burned half, the rain became heavier, the previous dust and drizzle turned into a downpour, and the wind also became fierce with the rain, sweeping over the treetops, and the whole mountain was shrouded in a layer of misty, Luo Junxi frowned and grabbed a handful of rain, and the rain in the Qingming season was quite cold.

The incense candle ingots that had not yet burned out were extinguished one after another under the moisture of the rain, and the rainwater poured into the low-lying potholes, and soon countless small ponds of different shapes appeared on the ground.

Luo Junxi glanced sideways at the girl who was crying, the girl's dress today is quite thin, and it is not suitable to stay in this wind and rain for a long time.

"Mei'er, it's better to go back to the carriage to avoid the rain first, this rain is too heavy, even if you light the incense candles, you will get wet immediately, the time is a little earlier, we can wait for the rain to stop, and then worship, my mother knows that we have been here with her, and she will not blame us for a moment of neglect."

Luo Meier wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, what the second brother said was reasonable, the rain was too much, it was better to go back to the carriage to rest first, and then worship after the rain stopped, so she nodded and took the second brother's arm back to the car.

Luo Junxi and the maid coachman also returned to the carriage one after another, the coachman braved the rain to drive the carriage up a slope, parked next to a towering tree, the dense branches and leaves blocked most of the rain, and the car in Luo Shan's house, the style seems to be simple, in fact, it is all real materials, the inside is very strong, regardless of the storm outside, the inside of the car is still warm and comfortable.

Everyone's clothes are a little wet, the maid took out two small heaters from the drawer of the carriage seat, and hugged Miss Gongzi to keep out the cold, Mei'er opened the curtain of the car, and looked at the pouring rain outside.

The rain of beans hit the big tree next to the carriage, and the leaves fell down, Mei'er was worried, she squinted her eyes, trying to see if the tomb of her mother under the slope had been washed away by the torrential rain, but the rain was too strong, and the scenery three feet away was all white.

"Second brother, it's raining so hard that there seems to be no one else on the mountain."

"Well, maybe they came earlier than us, and now they all went down the mountain, or like us, they have found a place to shelter from the rain."