Shen Sangyu stared at Shen Haichuan in front of him, and never let go of his eyes.

"Tomorrow?" she chuckled softly, "I'm free." ”

Shen Haichuan bowed slightly, "Then tomorrow morning, you will wait at the door and set off with me." ”

After saying this, Shen Haichuan took the lead in entering the Bohou Mansion.

After waiting for Shen Haichuan to walk in for a long time, Xiu'er came back to her senses and prepared to help Shen Sangyu get out of the carriage.

While wondering, he said, "Why did Master Hou remember to take the young lady to incense the eldest lady? ”

There is no name, and it always feels strange.

"It's a good thing to be able to think of your original wife," Shen Sangyu said.

But he closed his eyes deeply in the direction of Shen Haichuan's distance, "Counting, this is the first time I have gone to my mother's grave to worship, so I should be well prepared." ”

Shen Sangyu, who wanted to prepare well, changed into a dark black cloak embroidered with silver plum blossoms the next day, with a light green skirt inside, and her slender arms were lifted to reveal a small section of white and tender, light and graceful, so beautiful that people took their breath away.

Shen Haichuan also glanced at her in surprise.

"Dad, how about I wear it like this to incense my mother?" Shen Sangyu noticed his eyes, turned around, and asked with a smile.

Shen Haichuan came back to his senses for a while, nodded, and answered.

immediately got into the carriage and ignored Shen Sangyu.

Shen Sangyu also quickly restrained his smile and sat in the carriage behind him with Xiu'er.

She was expecting Shen Haichuan's reaction, but that was it.

Thanks to her, she changed into her mother's favorite color and dress that year, and she didn't make the man have any waves.

Come to think of it, today's incense, I'm afraid it's not really incense, right?

The carriage staggered and began to move towards the city gates.

The tomb of Shen Sangyu's mother was built under the hillside outside the capital, facing the direction of his hometown Haizhuang.

A lonely one, although magnificent, but also desolate.

Because the eldest lady died in childbirth, the old woman felt that she was unlucky, so she did not agree to the eldest lady being buried in the ancestral grave, and the Hou Ye had to find another place to be buried, which was very far away from the ancestral grave. Xiu'er told Shen Sangyu all these things.

Shen Sangyu actually knows it.

In her previous life, she came to the grave of her mother, but after she got married, she originally wanted Gao Jingqi to come with her, so that her deceased mother could also see what the Langjun she married looked like.

But Gao Jingqi refused fiercely.

"She died in childbirth, and she was not buried in the ancestral grave, I don't know how it was spread outside, if I go with you, what if everyone criticizes me? Remember to mask your face, don't be recognized, disgrace me!"

The words echoed in my head, as if I had heard them yesterday.

Shen Sangyu couldn't help it, and clenched his fists tightly.

In this life, she will never give anyone such an opportunity to criticize this matter again!

After a long time, the carriage finally arrived at the tomb.

The tombstone is very beautiful, it is made of white marble, a whole piece is engraved with the pattern of white orchid to make lace, and there is an auspicious beast, the simulated stone door, as if pushed open, it is really a house.

It's a beautiful house.

The corners of Shen Sangyu's mouth rose slightly, with a little mockery.

What's the use?

When I was alive, I was not treated well, but when I died, I came to do such bells and whistles.

Really...... Foolish!

"Miss, the slave has prepared a lot of paper money and incense wax, as well as a few clothes, Miss in a while, you will burn it to the eldest lady personally, and the eldest lady will be very happy, and bless you under the nine springs." Xiu'er said, dragging a huge burden from the carriage.

Shen Sangyu looked at Shen Haichuan.

Shen Haichuan got out of the carriage empty-handed, and the little guy who followed behind him only took a small pile of paper.

and Xiu'er's side, it is a stark contrast.

"That ......" Xiu'er saw Shen Sangyu's expression darkened, and hurriedly said, "After all, incense is just a formality, just get your mind, don't care about the number of sacrifices." ”

She didn't want to help Hou Ye speak, but she just didn't want Shen Sangyu to be sad because of this matter.

Shen Sangyu also understood what she meant.

squeezed a smile at her, "Yes, it's good that the heart is there, as long as there is a heart, it doesn't matter where the incense is applied." ”

"Yes, yes, yes. Xiu'er nodded like pounding garlic, "The slave thinks the same way." ”

As he spoke, the maid who had already come with him cleaned up the fallen leaves in front of the grave, and put a brazier for Shen Haichuan and Shen Sangyu to burn paper money and other offerings.

Shen Haichuan only had a small bunch, and it was quickly burned out.

Shen Sangyu was a lot, squatting on the ground, and slowly added the paper money in his hand into the iron basin with high flames.

It was quiet all around, and you could almost hear the sound of paper money curling on fire.

Shen Sangyu was so baked by the brazier that his whole body began to heat up, especially his cheeks, which were already hot, and there was only a red flame in front of him.

"Do you know why I sent you back to Haizhuang back then?" Shen Haichuan finally spoke.

Shen Sangyu glanced up at him.

The man who had begun to grow old stood in front of the tombstone with his hands behind his back, and his back was a little gloomy and lonely.

"I was young at the time, so how could I know what my father was thinking. Shen Sangyu retracted his gaze and added a few more pieces of paper money to the brazier.

This time he threw it too quickly, and when the paper money fell, the flame was suppressed, and the tongue of fire was divided into two, spread out to both sides, and licked Shen Sangyu's fingertips dangerously.

Shen Haichuan still didn't turn around, but said in a deep voice, "When you were born, it was said to be a bad omen, so I sent you to Haizhuang, hoping that you would be farther away and less right and wrong." ”

Ominous?

Shen Sangyu laughed softly, but his smile was glowing with a cold light, "It's because my mother died in childbirth, so I'm a bad omen?"

"There are some things that are hard to explain to you, you just need to know why I sent you back to Haizhuang. Shen Haichuan frowned.

"So what?" Shen Sangyu continued to ask, "Daddy told me this, did he want to mention the matter of the ancestral hall spirit card again, so that I would dissipate my anger and no longer pursue this matter?"

It is reasonable to say that she is a bad omen, so it is reasonable for others to try their best to do things behind the spirit card?

"If I am really a bad omen, then what does it mean to let my mother's soul fly away, is it for my good, lest my mother turn into a ghost to seek my revenge?" Shen Sangyu asked.

Shen Haichuan fell silent.

"This matter, there is no need to pursue it anymore, I have decided to find an auspicious day to move your mother's grave to the ancestral grave, which can be regarded as compensation for her over the years. Shen Haichuan said slowly.

Shen Sangyu refused fiercely, "No need, my mother doesn't enter the ancestral grave of the Shen family, she may be able to live more comfortably in the underworld!"