On the first day of marriage, children and grandchildren will go to the grave to comfort their ancestors and seek protection.

But this is the rule of men, and daughters' families don't use it.

But Ji Yu's situation is different, she is both the head of the household and a recruit, and it is not impossible to act like a man.

The main Ji Lianbai and Wei's are left with such a descendant as her, and it is really unreasonable not to talk about the major events in life.

In the past two days, people have come and gone in the courtyard, and it is inevitable to make trouble, Dabao has been locked in the West House and does not come out, but with Ji Mingfang by his side, he is obsessed with paper-cutting again, Ji Yu is not worried, and he went to the southwest tomb mountain with a basket alone.

Standing in front of Ji Lianbai and Wei's bare graves, Ji Yu was speechless for a long time.

What to say? There is not much to say.

The family affair is fake, even her daughter is fake.

Pulling the burning paper pile with a tree branch, Ji Yu felt a little uncomfortable in her heart.

When I came to the grave a year ago, I thought about moving the grave of the couple when the spring flowers bloomed, but Widow Xie persuaded her to think twice after knowing about it.

According to this statement, those who were moved out of the ancestral grave were all people who made great mistakes or sins during their lifetimes. And after a few years have passed, suddenly the place is moved, and the dead cannot live in peace under the ground.

Although Ji Yu didn't believe this, she didn't want to provoke discussion for Ji Lianbai and Wei, so the matter of moving the grave was put on hold.

Anyway, sweeping the tombs and paying respects during the New Year's holidays, they will never be wronged.

That's the only thing she can do.

No, maybe I could do something else for them......

Before leaving, Ji Yu took a detour and burned some paper money for Grandpa Dabao, although it was a bit strange that it was not a festival.

When I got home from the grave mountain, the sun had set.

A long table has been placed at the entrance of the hall, on which are placed melons, fruits, snacks and other tributes, and there is a futon on the ground in front of the table.

After worshipping the ancestors, the gods naturally cannot be forgotten.

Ji Yu knelt down, kowtowed six times according to the explanation, and put on three sticks of incense, which was the end.

At this time, everyone in the yard should be busy, because they have to get up early tomorrow, and everyone refuses to stay for dinner, so they go back early.

Ji Yu entered the east room and found that the red kang mat had been replaced, the kang mat was spread backwards, and a lot of dried fruits were sprinkled around.

The bed was also made, Aunt Wang and Aunt Gao, their children and parents were there, which was just right.

Widow Xie didn't rush to leave, and told the next day's procedures and etiquette again and again, such as how to kowtow, how to worship in the church, how to say auspicious words, and so on.

Ji Yu wanted to say that she didn't have to be too serious, but her throat was calloused when she said this, and no one listened to her at all, especially Widow Xie who wanted her to "marry beautifully".

One of her own decisions, everyone was tired like this, Ji Yu felt guilty, and naturally cooperated very much, and Widow Xie did whatever she said.

Widow Xie stared at her and demonstrated it twice more before she was relieved.

"And there'......"

As soon as Ji Yu saw her suddenly embarrassed look, she knew what Widow Xie was going to say.

She is not embarrassed, but her heart is weak, because these are not used at all.

"That, Aunt Xie, you don't need to say it, I know ......"

"You know?" Widow Xie was stunned for a moment, and then thought of something, "Did your mother teach you in the last days?" Alas, your mother didn't worry about you in the end, and she still held my hand and held me before leaving...... Well, if you know, I won't be verbose. ”

Ji Yu's heart suddenly felt a little sour.

Pity the hearts of parents all over the world, Wei is still worried about the fate of her only daughter when she is dying, and the only person she can entrust is Widow Xie.

"On the big day, don't think about it, your mother knows that you grow up and have a family, so maybe how happy you are."

Widow Xie was relieved, and asked Ji Yu if she wanted to invite someone to come over and press the bed.

It is said that the day before the wedding, the woman should send someone to the man's house to build a house with the man, and the man's family is responsible for the beds, tables, chairs, etc., and the woman's family is responsible for the felt mattress and curtains.

After the house is laid, the house should be warmed, and then the relatives who went to the room were guarded, and the bride was not allowed to enter the room before entering the house.

But except for two types of people, one is the groom's officer, and the other is the boy who came to press the bed on the man's side.

And the statement about the press varies from place to place.

It is said that the bride's bed has aura, and sleeping can cure all diseases.

It is also said that a boy of four or five years old is invited to press the bed, symbolizing the bride's early birth and blessing of having children after marriage.

In short, it's an auspicious picture.

"Everything is prepared by you, and you don't move the house, but he comes to live, so you have to press the bed here......"

Widow Xie is a little embarrassed, but the boy is easy to find, but what kind of pressure method is it?

Let Guan Shan come over in advance, it is not in accordance with the rules. Let Ji Yu and the two boys be together, it's not like words.

Ji Yu herself felt quite cold, and she didn't feel the need for it.

"Forget it, Aunt Xie."

Widow Xie sighed, "That's okay, I cooked pickle porridge for you in the pot, Dabao has eaten it, you can also eat a bowl quickly, and go to bed early after eating." ”

Ji Yu nodded, and Widow Xie went out.

Not long after Widow Xie left, Hu Ximei came over.

Since Hu Dacheng went to the village school, and Widow Xie worked in the workshop again, she could no longer run here casually.

But fortunately, she is no longer the little girl who was easy to drill the horns of the bull at the beginning.

She now has a goal, while taking care of Grandma Xie and Xiao'an Xiaohua at home, she practices the words taught by Ji Yu by the way, and the embroidery has not been put down. At noon, Widow Xie went back to cook, and she ran over again, not to ask, to learn new ones, and to live a fulfilling life day by day.

Today, however, she didn't seem to be very happy.

Hu Ximei really couldn't be happy, because until now she couldn't understand why Sister Xiaoyu married a homeless man.

Others don't know, but she knows.

Sister Xiaoyu obviously likes Brother Song, and Brother Song also likes Sister Xiaoyu so much, why did this happen in the end?

They all said that it was Song Da...... Song Jing married someone else, and when you are angry, you will find someone to marry, right? ”

Ji Yu was stunned for a moment, then came back to her senses and smiled, "It's nothing, don't listen to their nonsense." ”

Hu Ximei didn't believe it.

It's not that she hasn't seen the homeless man, and it is precisely because she has seen it that she feels that Sister Xiaoyu is worthy of such a personal grievance.

But the reason why Sister Xiaoyu wronged herself was not because of Song Jing.

"I still think he's good, it turns out that he's just like those bad men!"

The smile on Ji Yu's face paused slightly.

After thinking about it, he said, "If two people can't be together, it's not necessarily who has failed whom." Don't speak ill of Song Jing, he's fine. He just...... Not easy. ”

Hu Ximei couldn't listen to this, and she found that Ji Yu had lost a lot of weight.

It must be because it is too sad, and when people are sad, they will become thinner.

She looked at Ji Yu like this, and her eyes were a little red, "Where is he?" He's not good at all, he makes you sad, he makes you lose face, he's a badass! ”

Ji Yu tugged at her braids, "You, you're still young after all, you'll understand when you grow up." Adults, everyone has unspeakable helplessness, not what you want, you will definitely get something. ”

"But Sister Xiaoyu, do you really like that Guan Shan?"

Ji Yu nodded solemnly, "I like it!" Just because you think he's scary, he's not a good person. When we look at people, we have to see the essence through the phenomenon, understand? ”

Obviously, at Hu Ximei's age, she can't understand such a profound truth.

So with deep concern, she turned around and walked away.

Before leaving, he also stuffed Ji Yu with a handkerchief and a delicate purse.

"Little girl, it's quite hearty, this embroidery is ...... than me"

The voice stopped suddenly.

Ji Yu walked into the east house, opened the wardrobe, and found the semi-finished purse sewn by hand in the sewing basket on the lower floor.

At that time, she had a hard mouth, and in order to save face, she deliberately told Hu Ximei that she didn't need flowers, it was good to be plain and clean.

Thinking about it later, other people's purses are either Meilan bamboo chrysanthemum, or flowers, birds, insects and fish, if Song Jing's purse is bare, it is inevitable that it will ......

Since then, she has taken some time to practice embroidery every day, thinking of re-embroidering a good one and then giving it to him, but she didn't expect it......

Now that the king has a wife, there is no need for this crappy purse to exist.

Ji Yu took one last look, her hands suddenly tightened, and she got up and went to the stove room.

There was still a spark in the stove that had not yet been extinguished, and the purse was thrown into it, and it caught fire in the blink of an eye.

Ji Yu stared at the cluster of flames, turning from prosperous to dim, until the last bit of light was extinguished.

。