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Chapter 25: The Unexpected Visitor of Qingming

"On the fifteenth day after the vernal equinox, Dou Zhi Ding, for Qingming, when everything is clean and clear, when the air is clear and the scenery is clear, everything is revealed, hence the name."

Qingming is one hundred and eight days after the winter solstice, and one hundred and eight represents perfection, auspiciousness, longevity, and a large number of high and profound, full of profound meaning. Nowadays, Qingming has become a big day for people to remember their deceased relatives and worship their ancestors. Worship the ancestors and look at the beautiful spring.

In the morning, the strong scent of wormwood wafted out from the courtyard of the Li family, and Li Feng faintly watched the figure busy through his confused eyes. The people in the mountains went to bed early and got up early, and Li Feng was still a little unaccustomed to coming home for more than ten days, and rubbed his confused eyes.

"Mom, what's so early today?" I washed my face and looked at the time, but it was only half past five, although the day was already clear, but it was too early. Isn't it usually around six o'clock? Li Feng was puzzled, yawned, and stretched. The fat boy on the side, chasing the chickens and playing, the branches, turtledoves, swallows, chirping, squirrels gnawing on the young leaves on the trees, very quiet.

A vivid landscape painting was laid out in front of him, Li Feng looked at it and was shocked, sobered up a lot, and twitched his nose. Attention shifted to Zhang Lan's hand, looking at Wormwood with some doubts. Now it's Qingming, not the Dragon Boat Festival, in addition to doing some Qingtuan.

"Nothing." Zhang Lan didn't say that wormwood can be eaten, and there are some other functions, which Li Feng doesn't know very well. However, it is known that the Dragon Boat Festival is used to ward off evil spirits, and now Qingming is not necessary. Maybe Zhang Lan burns wormwood, smokes mosquitoes, insects.

"Get up, let's go." Li Shan went out, still holding a shovel in his hand, watching Li Feng get up, and clapping his hands.

"What's the matter, Dad." Li Feng was a little puzzled, he hadn't eaten yet, what was going on, Li Feng, who followed Li Shan out, asked in a low voice.

It turns out that today's sacrificial cemetery, these are the ancestors of Li Jiagang, and the juniors of Li Feng have forgotten it. It's just that the old man came to do it, the second master stood at the entrance of the village early, with more than ten fathers behind him, with his grandson and son, Li Feng looked at it, the uncle, the third uncle, and the cousin uncle of each family. There were more than a dozen radish heads on the side, and the second child hid behind the third uncle and grimaced at Li Feng.

"Second uncle, all families are here." Li Fukui looked at the families coming, stepped forward, and said. The second master nodded, and a group of people went up the mountain.

Hump Ridge, it's rare to be so lively, each family pays money, mainly because the second master prepares, but this thing is made several days in advance. It's more formal and complicated, Li Feng followed closely, looking left and right, Li Can, a few people are not there, there are few of his own generation, and they may not be free. The older generation is quite complete.

With Li Feng, a group of fart children behind him, looking left and right, were mostly playful, not stopping to pick flowers, chasing butterflies, with a happy face, and touring the mountains and rivers. The adults in their own house watched the two slaps on the buttocks, and cried all over the sky for a while, which added a touch of sadness. Li Feng looked back at the second child, rubbing his buttocks, teary eyes, and still had no leisure in his hands, grabbing a handful of grass here and picking flowers there.

The cemetery looks a little messy, more or less desolate, and some of the graves are not very clear, these are the ancestors.

The Venerable Master divided his family, and the sacrifices became smaller and smaller, and all kinds of sacrifices were made to each family, leaving these old ones as the graves of their ancestors, and no one was sacrificing them. In the end, the old people in the village couldn't stand it anymore, and organized everyone as a public sacrifice, an important festival every year, the Spring Festival and the Qingming Festival.

The elders came forward to put offerings, fruits, food, wine, and paper with two knives per family. One person from each family came forward to worship, and the rest of the people cleaned up the grave, these messy branches, there were many small animals in the grass, snakes, rats, crickets, butterflies, a group of children cleaned up, forgot to get down to business, busy catching crickets, fluttering butterflies, fighting grass snakes, looking at the adults with a wry smile.

The big sacrifice was actually a bit messy, and in the end, everyone kowtowed, set off firecrackers, and each person held a flag in his hand and planted it on the grave. The rules are better anymore, and now it is good to have someone to sacrifice, the second master looked at a group of children laughing, and his face was a little depressed.

Li Feng looked at it but didn't know what to say, so he walked back with Li Shan and walked to a place on the hill. Li Shan suddenly listened to it and looked straight at it, Li Feng shouted a few times, but Li Shan was stunned. With an indescribable meaning in his eyes, Li Feng looked at Li Shan and stared at the place. Nothing, an old man in the distance, a younger woman, supporting the old man, stood in front of a grave.

"Dad, what's wrong?" Li Feng asked, but he didn't notice the faint mist in Li Shan's eyes, and the unbelievable surprise in his eyes.

"Let's go." Li Shan pulled Li Feng, who didn't know why, walked quickly to the old man, Li Feng also noticed Li Shan's strange appearance at this time, and couldn't help but pay attention to the old man in front of him, with white hair, the old man was a little thin, and the woman behind him looked at a woman in her forties, dressed fashionably, and didn't look like a country person.

"Lin... Big brother, is that you? Li Shan's voice trembled rarely, and he looked at the old man, with a trace of moisture condensing in his eyes. The old man seemed to be a little surprised, and looked at Li Shan in a daze for more than ten seconds, revealing a hint of surprise.

"Xiaoshanzi, hehe, it's you." The old man walked a few steps quickly and came to Li Shan, the accompanying woman showed a trace of panic on her face, and hurriedly stepped forward to help the old man, this is a hillside, if there is a fall and touch, how would it be good.

"It's me, Brother Lin, I haven't seen you for years, you're still strong." It was rare for Li Shan to show such a hearty laugh, and he helped the old man, who waved his hand at the woman next to him.

"Alas, old, old, there is nothing tough that is not tough." The old man didn't seem to want to talk about the topic, and Li Shan didn't pay much attention to it, so his face was full of joy, "Let's go, Brother Lin, go home and talk." ”

Li Feng glanced at it and guessed in his heart what the relationship between this old man and his father was. Along the way, listening to the two of them, Li Feng had a little understanding of the old man, and he had to talk about the dam, more than 30 years, in response to the call of the country. Fengshan County was building a barrage dam, and the old man in front of him was one of the designers at that time, and now he is retired. Come to think of it, it must have been a good idea to be able to design such a big project in your thirties at that time. No wonder Li Shan admires it so much, the seventeen or eighteen-year-old mountain children worship learned people the most. At that time, Li Shan finished his work every day, and every time he ran over to find Lin Chengdong, the two of them became familiar with each other.

Li Shan is familiar with the mountains, and every time he takes Lin Chengdong into the mountains to hunt some game to improve his life. After a few years of getting along, they are like brothers, but unfortunately, the reservoir was repaired, Lin Chengdong went out of the mountain and returned to the city, and he came in thirty. Every time Li Shan thinks about it, he still regrets why he didn't leave an address.

Seeing that the two of them were so happy, Li Feng was also happy in his heart, and tried to talk to the aunt next to him. I didn't think that the old man was so unusual, and now his identity is not ordinary, this woman is just an old man's nanny. Going down the mountain, looking at a car parked on the side of the road, it was very good, Li Feng was a little surprised, looking at the old man was a very simple person.

Back home, Li Feng was busy pouring tea, Zhang Lan took out walnuts and almonds to entertain, and the old man smiled and waved his hand. Now my teeth are not good, and I can't eat. The nanny on the side was not polite, laughing and chatting with Zhang Lan. Li Shan told Li Feng to go to the town to buy some vegetables, but was stopped by the old man.

"Dad, I'll go catch some fish in the pond." How to say that the guest, and it is his father's best friend, he can't be neglected. Li Feng said, took the net bag, came to the peach forest, and looked at the house that had been built for most of the time, and was quite excited. Looking left and right at no one, he got into the room and turned into the space.

The space is full of flowers, the lotus leaves in the pond are the size of plates, and there are carp, crucian carp, and some yellow eels below. Li Feng looked for a while, looked at the stone chicken, and thought about grabbing it to eat, but after thinking about it, forget it, this kind of pond is not common. I caught two crucian carp weighing more than half a catty, a few yellow eels of three or four taels, and fished out a carp of more than three catties by the way. Eating a fish feast today, carrying a net bag, Li Feng paced and walked slowly towards home. It's almost suspicious, so I walked outside the courtyard and watched Zhang Lan, Liu Yue, Uncle Lin, and Li Shan all gathered in the vegetable garden.

My own vegetable garden, speaking of which, is becoming more and more vigorous, looking at the envy of everyone, not to mention looking, the arm-long beans are dense and tender. Red lantern tomatoes, pressed to break the branches, Zhang Lan made a lot of bamboo supports, looking gratifying, eggplants are slender, purple wangwang is fluorescent, leek roots are the thickness of little fingers, a pinch of water, not to mention green peppers. The slender loofah is three or four meters long from the eaves and next to the ground, and in previous years it was rare to have more than two meters, except for two meters today.

The old man looked at such a gratifying scene, he hadn't heard the laughter, Liu Yue didn't look at it as a nanny, in fact, in the real sense, people are nurses. With a monthly salary of tens of thousands of months, I am a real person in the city, and I am a nurse, where have I seen these. As soon as Zhang Lan said that she was picking vegetables, Liu Yue hurriedly followed, and even the old man wanted to see it, this would not be such a scene.

Li Feng carried the fish, shouted Zhang Yue to come out and serve, touched a tomato and gnawed it on himself, and he hadn't eaten until now in the morning.

"Wash, boy." Liu Yue looked at it and said with a smile.

"It's okay, these are not pesticides." Zhang Lan pulled Liu Yue, picked a fist-sized tomato and handed it to her. Li Shan picked a ripe tomato and handed it to Lin Chengdong, Liu Yue looked at it so big and wanted to say something, the old man waved his hand, and Liu Yue opened his mouth.

"Try it, it's delicious." Zhang Lan greeted warmly with a smile, which made Liu Yue a little unable to wipe off her face, watching Li Feng and Lin Chengdong eat with relish, she took a small bite, her eyes lit up, and she took a big gulp. No, tomatoes that are so authentic these days are not common.

"It's still the taste of the mountains, but the persimmons in the city don't have a taste." Lin Chengdong wiped his mouth after eating, and said with emotion, Liu Yue nodded again and again on the side, but it is not that most of the persimmons in the city are ripe, there is such a natural sweet and sour taste.

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