Chapter 389: The Place Where Grandpa Buried

I was carrying a bamboo basket with some ingots and candles and some boiled white meat.

There are also some bouquets of yellow flowers.

I was stunned, but my dad's voice came quickly, "What are you still doing in a daze?" Xiaoyue, don't you want to go and meet your grandfather? ”

When I heard my father's words, I quickly came back to my senses, and without the slightest delay, went to pick up my things.

I was a little excited, after all, I was about to meet my grandfather.

But at the same time, my heart is also a little heavy.

After all, it's been a while since my grandfather died.

I haven't been to pay homage to his old man, and now that I think about it, I'm really sorry for my grandfather.

When my cousin saw that he was carrying something, he also came up to my father and said, "Cousin, do you want to bring tools?" Do you want to weed or something? ”

"Bring a scythe."

My parents live in the city and don't need these things, so they just have a sickle in the house.

My cousin listened to my father's words, and without any delay, he stepped forward and took the sickle in his hand.

Then my cousin drove us to the village.

My mom gave us a ride, and when we got in the car, I asked her, "Mom, aren't you going?" ”

"If you don't go, your dad will take you there."

I hummed and didn't say anything more.

"Stay safe on the road."

My mom spoke.

I said yes.

Uncle Cousin said ostentatiously: "Sister-in-law, don't worry, I don't know how good my driving skills are, and I will definitely not have an accident." ”

"Don't be careless."

My mom instructed my cousin.

I saw my mom babbling all the time.

I suddenly couldn't help but feel a sense of guilt in my heart, all this time, I haven't been with my mother much, and I haven't even eaten a few meals, and now that I think about it, I'm really sorry for them.

It's just me about the curse on me, and the curse about our families.

The other thing is the secret of my existence.

In fact, many times, I want to eat with my parents, but sometimes, I really can't help myself.

As I said before, my grandfather passed the mantle to me, and to some extent, it was a kind of protection for my father.

I took a deep breath and my heart grew heavier.

As soon as Uncle Cousin stepped on the accelerator, the car went forward, and Uncle Cousin lit a cigarette in the car.

My dad started coughing a few times because he didn't smoke.

He soon told his cousin not to smoke.

My cousin laughed and joked: "Cousin, in the past, I taught you to smoke, but if you don't learn, what is the meaning of your life without smoking." ”

"It's a lot more interesting."

My dad retorted to my cousin.

But where will my dad be my cousin's opponent, and my cousin is notoriously strong and reasonable.

After a few words of nonsense, my dad was quickly defeated.

My cousin smirked.

The wind blows in through the window and makes it feel cool.

Sometimes I think about how good it would be if I were an ordinary person, and I don't have to carry so much on my body, and I think I would be very happy.

Study like a normal person, go to university, and then fall in love, get married, and have children.

How nice it was that everything went smoothly.

But my life is like this.

The car drove forward.

My dad seemed to sense my emotions, but instead of speaking to soothe me, he raised his hand and patted me on the shoulder.

When I made eye contact, I saw encouragement in the look he gave him.

I nodded imperceptibly.

I didn't say much.

After driving for forty minutes, the car arrived in the village, and my cousin was a self-acquaintance, and when he saw the elderly, he called out to his uncle.

The younger ones call their brothers.

It's like returning to your own home.

We didn't have a hoe with us before.

When my cousin arrived in the village, he quickly borrowed a hoe.

My dad and I seem to be outsiders, and my cousin is from the village.

My dad led the way and we started walking towards the mountains.

I began to think that my dad took me back to Longhugou, after all, Longhugou can be said to be the best place for feng shui in this area.

But I was wrong, my dad took me in a direction that was not Longhugou.

On the contrary, the direction in which the village cemetery is located.

In every village, there is basically a mountain left as a grave mountain.

Our village is no exception, and the people in our village are generally buried on this mountain after a hundred years.

The feng shui of this mountain is not particularly good, but it is not bad.

And in addition, in the early years of my grandfather, he asked the people in the village to dig a small reservoir here.

So make the feng shui here better.

The people in the village are generally not doing badly.

Although he is not rich and rich, he has a comfortable life.

It's just that I'm a little curious, will grandpa really bury his own grave here?

But when we got to the place, my dad didn't stop.

I couldn't help but shout, "Dad." ”

When my dad heard me, he quickly paused, his eyes fell on me, and he asked me, "What's wrong?" ”

"Isn't Grandpa buried here?"

I finished and waited for my dad to answer.

My dad didn't make me wait too long, and immediately said, "How could your grandfather bury his grave here, and you don't know your grandfather's temper." ”

I was on the mountain of Longhugou before, looking down the mountain, thinking that I could see all the feng shui here, but at a glance, although I found an excellent place for feng shui, I still did not find my grandfather's grave.

This is very distressing.

At one point, I thought that my grandfather's grave was in the mountains in front of me, but I couldn't find it.

And later, I was still in Longhugou, looking for it several times, but I still didn't find my grandfather's grave.

It pained me a little inside.

I felt like Grandpa was running away from me.

Don't let me see you.

I couldn't figure out why this is.

On the way here, I thought that my grandfather's grave would be buried here, but now it seems that I was wrong.

I was stunned for a few seconds, not knowing how to answer my dad, so I simply didn't answer him.

My dad continued to lead the way in front.

I followed him.

Uncle Cousin opened his mouth and said, "Xiao Yue, your grandfather is really a master, and the place where he is buried is unfathomable, and ordinary mortals can't figure it out. ”

I hummed.

In fact, the way down is a deep mountain and old forest.

Usually not many people go.

There are many dense forests.

It was rumored that someone was eaten by a tiger inside.

But that's all rumors, after all, I've lived in this village for more than ten years, and I haven't found any tigers in the mountains.

After walking for about an hour, we entered the deep mountains, and I walked while watching the feng shui along the way.

However, after some observation, it was found that there was no feng shui at all.

It wasn't until I walked a little further that I discovered the true secret of this place.

It's just that I still don't understand, why did my grandfather bury himself here?