The ancients said: Life needs to be happy, don't make the gold bottle empty to the moon.

Three joys came to the door, so that Luo Meng was in a very good mood, this night with his father to drink, although Luo Meng was not drunk, but the effect of alcohol, let Luo Meng sleep a very sweet night.

The next day, the bright sun shone through the window, and Romon was in good spirits.

Early in the morning, after Luo Meng and his father finished washing, they said goodbye to Ye Xuan's cousins, and Luo Meng followed his father back to his hometown Yunshan Town to worship his mother who had not paid tribute for a year. In Romong's body, the memory of his mother is too faint. Except that he knew that his mother was a gentle and kind woman, Romon had no other impression.

My father never forgot his mother, and during the eight months he was in prison, he didn't put incense on his mother's grave, which made him feel very guilty. Romon had just inherited this body at that time, and he had forgotten about worshipping his ancestors. This body of Romon was given by his mother. The matter of paying tribute to the deceased mother is the righteousness of heaven and earth.

Romon bought an ordinary car and rushed to his hometown 300 kilometers away with his father. Along the way, my father was sighing, reminiscing about the bits and pieces between him and his mother. Romon can only symbolize the surname of the comfort of the father.

In about three hours, the car had reached a small mountain village.

Patches of golden rice, undulating with the wind, turning into golden waves.

The air is filled with the scent of rice and the freshness of the earth.

In the distance, the green hills are continuous, and the fruit trees will decorate the green hills more beautifully, and in the near distance, the small river is secluded, the stream is murmuring, the fish are playing in the crystal clear water, and the colorful pebbles mark the stream water.

There is no bustle of the city, only the tranquility of a mountain village.

At the foot of the mountain, in the small villages, there are many villas, which are completely different from the villas in the city, with different styles and large courtyards.

After decades of development, China's economy has reached the level of developed countries, and the countryside has taken on a new look, and all roads are cement roads, wide and strong. All agriculture has been fully mechanized. There is not much difference in living standards between rural and urban areas, and the environment is more beautiful than in cities.

Along the country village, the car drove slowly in, and Romon saw these idyllic scenery for the first time, but he was also full of interest and in a very good mood.

On the side of the road at the entrance of the village, Luo Ying asked Luo Meng to stop the car, and the father and son got out of the car with some sacrifices and walked towards the small hillside at the head of the village.

"Yo! Isn't this Luo Ying, the uncle of the Zhang family? Oh, Brother Luo Ying, long time no see. ”

"Hehe, Brother Zhang is good! It's been a good year. ”

"Okay, it's very good, Luo Ying, it's rare for you to go home, come, come to our house for a drink at noon." I still have bacon at home, let's have a good meal. ”

Luo Ying smiled: "Thank you Brother Zhang for your kindness, I'm coming back to see the child fucking?" ”

As soon as Luo Ying's words came out, the black-faced strong face suddenly froze with a smile, and he didn't say anything, just smiled: "Okay, Brother Luo, you go and sacrifice your sister-in-law, but ...... Alas! I still won't say it. It's not my turn to talk about it. ”

The villager shook his head and sighed and left. It made Luo Ying's father and son feel a little strange.

An aunt holding the cabbage recognized Luo Ying at a glance, and ran over happily: "Oh, this is Luo Ying, I haven't seen you for a long time!" Yo, it's still so handsome. ”

"Hehe, Aunt Wang, you're laughing. Come, this is Aunt Wang. ”

"Hello Aunt Wang."

"Oh, Luo Ying, this is your Luo Meng! When I was a child, I met him, and he was naughty at that time, and he often smashed other people's glasses with stones. Which child scolds him, he has to catch up for several miles, and he will be beaten. Hehe, this kid was naughty when he was a child, but he didn't expect to grow up now and look so handsome! Luo Meng, tell your aunt, are you looking for a daughter-in-law, or will your aunt introduce you to a few? ”

The aunt's enthusiasm made Luo Meng a little overwhelmed, so he could only grin and pretend to be stupid: "Auntie, you are laughing at me, where can I find a daughter-in-law!" I'm back with my dad to incense my mom this time. ”

"You...... You're here to worship your ancestors...... That, that doesn't bother. The enthusiastic aunt, as if she was afraid of something, suddenly lost her enthusiasm, grabbed the cabbage, and ran away quickly.

"Dad, these villagers seem to be a little weird, when we mention worshipping ancestors, they seem to have changed as if they have all changed people."

Romon also felt strange and could only laugh at it.

Along the way, the villagers greeted Luo Ying and his son warmly, and Luo Ying was kind and greeted each other with a smile. No one seems to care that Luo Ying has ever been in prison. Kind, unpretentious villagers make the father and son very relaxed. In this bustling world, there are always some people who maintain the purest side of their surnames.

But it's very strange that as long as it is mentioned to worship ancestors and go to the grave, people are silent and retreat. The strangeness of the villagers made Luo Meng and his son always feel as if something had happened, and Luo Ying refused to go to anyone's house as a guest. He just doesn't want to break the tranquility of the village, life has several ups and downs, like a game, life is washed away, after the prosperity ends, looking at the scenery alone, it doesn't have a taste, Luo Ying just wants to be a guest, after paying tribute to his wife, he leaves, and he doesn't want to be too nostalgic.

The father and son smiled and walked towards the hill in the distance, there is a piece of land at the end of the hill, where is the burial place of Luo's mother, and the rural custom is to return to the roots of fallen leaves. At the beginning, Mr. Feng Shui showed this cemetery for Luo's mother, saying that after being buried, the descendants would definitely be rich and noble. Luo Ying didn't believe in superstition very much, but thought that his wife was born and grew up here, compared to the lifeless cemetery in the city. There are green mountains and green waters, which is not bad. In addition, Luo Meng's uncle Zhang Ping lives in the village, and it is better to have him take care of the grave than a deserted cemetery.

The father and son walked to the hill and were dumbfounded, the ground in front of the hill was bulldozed, the grave was gone, and the broken tombstones were thrown around......

A nameless anger made Luo Ying's whole body tremble.

"Who did it, who did it." Luo Ying, who has always had a good temper, roared angrily at the surrounding wilderness with blood-red eyes, like a crazy lion. The person he loved most in his life, the tomb was destroyed after his death, and as a man, this anger made Luo Ying unbearable anymore.

Tears flowed down her cheeks, she hadn't seen her for eight months, her beloved wife's grave was destroyed, and the grave soil was bulldozed, this kind of discomfort made Luo Ying have a very murderous impulse.

Luo Meng's eyes were also red, although he had no impression of this mother who had been dead for many years, and he had no memory, but in any case, in this grave, all the relatives who gave birth to him and raised him were lying, and now that the tomb was destroyed, Luo Meng was also angry in his chest.

"Raised by a son of a bitch, let Lao Tzu know who it is, if you don't kill him, I won't be surnamed Luo." Romon was furious and smashed a big hole in the ground with one punch.

Luo Ying trembled, and collected the broken tombs from all around.

Wiping away the tears in his eyes, Luo Ying was full of anger: "Son, this land belongs to your uncle, I gave him one million at the beginning, bought this land, and made a cemetery for your mother, and now the cemetery has been bulldozed, this matter must be related to your uncle." Come with me and go to Zhang Ping and ask. ”

"Dad, don't worry, no matter who it is, anyway, as long as I know who pushed this grave, Lao Tzu will never let them live today." Romon controls his urge to kill. Following his father, he left the land and walked towards the village.

In front of a family in the village, an old man in his seventies walked over happily after seeing Luo Ying and Luo Meng: "Oops! This is Luo Ying and Luo Meng. ”

Luo Ying was in an extremely bad mood and could only nod.

Luo Meng forcibly endured the anger that was about to explode, and asked in a low voice: "Uncle, can I ask you one thing?" ”

"Your baby looks seven points similar to your mother, no need to guess, I know that you are Zhang Yuan's girl's child. I think back then, I watched your mother grow up, that girl was born a beautiful embryo, but unfortunately, she was famous. ”

"Uncle, I want to ask you something."

"Say, son, it's good for me to remember my last name! Whatever you want to ask, just ask. ”

"Uncle, isn't my mother buried in the ground in front of that hill, why is the grave missing?"

After Romon asked this, the old man shook his head again and again: "Alas! Go and ask your uncle about this, alas! In these days, people can do anything for money. ”

The old man said, shook his head and sighed, turned around and entered the compound, unwilling to say more.

"Sure enough, it has something to do with Zhang Ping's mongrel, Dad. Let's go to Zhang's house and ask that bastard. Luo Meng had a gloomy face, pulled his father, and walked towards his uncle Zhang Ping's house.

In the village, a villa stands against the mountain, with a yard and a house, about 300 square meters, surrounded by a tall wall, and two iron gates lock the yard. Romon was furious and was about to go up and smash the door. Luo Ying stopped him: "Anyway, Zhang Ping is your uncle, let's ask first about this matter and see who did it." You're too impulsive, so I'll ask. ”

Luo Ying pulled Luo Meng behind him, walked to the iron door, and knocked lightly on the door.

"Anyone? Anyone? Luo Ying knocked lightly on the iron door.

A few minutes later, there was a burst of wolfdog barking in the yard.

"Who's screaming." A young man came over scoldingly.

Through the iron gate, the young man saw Luo Meng's father and son, and sneered: "Oh, who should I be?" It turned out to be your father and son. ”

The bald head in front of him is Luo Meng's cousin, that is, Zhang Heng, the son of his second uncle Zhang Ping.

Luo Ying's face was full of anger: "Zhang Heng, Luo Meng and I have something I want to ask your mother and your father, ask them to come out." ”

This Zhang Heng is as his name, relying on Lao Tzu Zhang Ping to be a small boss in the town, as a prestige, digging his nostrils, Zhang Heng did not open the iron door, but to the villa, proudly shouted: "Mom, Dad, there are two people looking for food." ”

"Mom, how do you talk bastard." Luo Meng was furious, this cousin was so rude, he didn't think about relatives. It is estimated that he heard that the Luo family's wealth was sealed and there was nothing, Luo Meng squatted in prison, and now the dog looks down on people, and actually laughs at himself and his father for asking for food, Luo Meng is angry.

"Romong, you dog, who are you scolding mongrel?" That Zhang Heng heard Luo Meng scolding him like this, his face suddenly became fierce, and he walked over with two wolf dogs.

Romon ...... Don't be stupid and stupid. Luo Ying stopped his furious son.

Luo Ying's obstruction made Zhang Heng think that Luo Meng's father and son were afraid of him, and he became even more arrogant at the moment: "You two dogs, how far away is it with me, this is my home." Since my aunt died, our Zhang family has nothing to do with your Luo family, if you want to eat to other homes, our Zhang family does not owe you, and Lao Tzu would rather feed the dogs. ”

"As for relatives like you, whoever has a relationship with you is eight lifetimes of mold." This stupid cousin made Romon hate it so much that he wanted to go up and beat him up.

(To be continued)