Grandma's words sounded bitter enough.

Although I didn't agree with it in my heart, I still smiled and nodded my head at the same time.

Tang Muzhou stood next to me, and his face still looked like a smile but not a smile.

I know he's been trying to hold on.

Aunt Cousin continued:

"My mother believed in this scholar too much, but he ran away with someone else, and your aunt and grandmother almost died. It is said that women are realistic, but in fact, at critical moments, men's ruthlessness is the most hurtful sword. ”

Hearing this, my heart suddenly became gossipy, so I tentatively asked An Jiaqi: "Aunt cousin, the purse you buried in the small grave just now is a token of my aunt and the poor scholar, right?" ”

It stands to reason that I shouldn't have asked.

After all, my aunt and grandmother are my elders, and I can't ask about her private life or something.

But my cousin and aunt have all said this, those old things, grandma just mentioned them casually before, what did this poor scholar experience with his aunt back then, why did the two elope, they trembled and said very vaguely.

So, I really want to know about what they did back then.

Aunt Cousin sighed: "I really don't know much about my mother's things, I just know that my mother will come here every year, and Steward Hu comes with her."

At that time, I didn't know what my mom was doing here.

When I asked her, she didn't say anything.

Just before my mom died, she handed me the purse, and when I opened it, it was a piece of beeswax. My mother asked me to bury her with this thing, and as for this purse, she asked me to return it to the poor scholar in the grave.

Only then did I know that my mother came to Dongshan every year to go to the grave of his old lover. ”

Hearing this, I was a little emotional.

My aunt and grandmother turned out to be an infatuated woman, abandoned by that negative man, and she had already remarried someone else, but after so many years, she still did not change her mind about the poor scholar, and even after he died, she came to visit him every year.

I don't know whether to praise her or call her a fool.

With that, we returned to the mountain road.

When the funeral procession saw us coming, the sound of suona sounded again.

Aunt Cousin nodded at Steward Hu, and the leader of the funeral shouted: "Spirit!" ”

The group began to walk forward again.

Before leaving, I looked back and took one last look into the depths of the woods.

In a trance, I saw a person standing inside, although I couldn't see the other person clearly, but it should be a man in the appearance, he seemed to be wearing a long shirt, and seemed to be waving at me.

I was stunned, lowered my head and quickly pulled the clothes of the Tang wooden boat.

Listen to me say that there were people in the bushes, and he looked that way, but he didn't see anything.

He said, "You didn't get a good rest last night, it's because your eyes are spent." When I heard this, I looked again, and found that there was no figure in the woods.

Just went all the way up, and finally came to the cemetery that the feng shui master had chosen for his aunt.

When I saw the cemetery, I sighed in my heart.

I have to say, it's good to have money.

For ordinary ordinary people, the most they can bury is to buy a small one-square-meter place of tens of thousands of yuan in the cemetery, and arrange them one by one, like mahjong.

If you are rich, you can monopolize a mountain and absorb the aura of heaven and earth.

Tang Muzhou patted me on the shoulder: "Tang Xiaofan, there is nothing to envy, people die like lights going out, and living and being steadfast is the greatest happiness." If my aunt and grandmother think about the poor scholar all her life, then she is not as comfortable as you. ”

I snorted: "What kind of poor scholar do you want if you have money?" ”

"Tang Xiaofan, you material girl! You don't understand love! ”

"Love with money and a fart!"

……

Tang Muzhou and I muttered like this, and we knelt behind the two women of the An family, who had been crying during the burial of their aunt and grandmother.

Crying graves is a feature and an art, and crying is like singing.

Moreover, the more sad you are, the more filial you are.

What is read in the crying grave song, outsiders can't understand a sentence, but it must be emotional, in fact, it is quite interesting.

Many people also took pictures of this and posted it on the Internet, and the clicks were quite high.

Of course, Aunt Cousin and Shen Mengru are laymen crying graves, and their voices are not loud. The people who were invited to cry the grave, men and women, had nothing to do with their aunts and grandmothers, but they cried as if they had just died of their own mother, which was very touching.

Tang Muzhou and I knelt behind me, and we couldn't shed a single tear. I worked hard for a long time to squeeze out a few drops, and Tang Muzhou said that I was not sincere at all:

"Tang Xiaofan, when you burn incense later, you go and get closer to that incense."

"Why?"

"You've got to smoke more tears."

I looked at him and couldn't laugh or cry.

The three-meter-deep pit on the ground was dug early in the morning, and when my aunt's coffin was put in, I didn't know why, and suddenly I "chuckled".

In my mind, I suddenly remembered the smile that my aunt showed me before closing the coffin.

I felt a chill in my heart

Walking around the coffin that had been buried in the earth, we threw the paper money on my aunt's coffin.

A handful of loess was sprinkled on it, and the brown-red coffin was covered.

My aunt's life is over.

Those red dust of the past disappeared, and everything was blocked in the past.

Dust to dust, dust to dust; If you should go, you don't have to stay.

I suddenly thought, what is the purpose of living a lifetime when people die like this?

Tang Muzhou replied to me after hearing this: "It is precisely because we don't know why we want to live and don't know the meaning of life, so we have to live." ”

I nodded, and I felt good alive again.

My aunt's tombstone is also very large, and the picture on it is of a young woman. My cousin said it was a picture of my aunt when she was young.

The young aunt and grandmother are very much in the black and white movie period, and the style of a star.

Although it is a white photo, it has a unique beauty.

After the tombstone is laid, the last step is to sprinkle rice.

All the people present who were related to their aunts and grandmothers had to kneel on the ground with their backs to the grave, and the clothes on their backs were lifted by themselves. After picking up a handful of grain and reciting a word in his mouth, the spiritual master threw the grain in his hand towards us.

After receiving the grain, we must run forward, and whoever runs fast will be infinitely rich.

But in the process of running forward, you must not turn back. If you turn back, you will attract lonely souls and wild ghosts to follow you, and you will not be able to live in peace.

Although there is no factual basis for this statement, the rules that should be followed cannot be arbitrary.

So when I felt the rice coming towards my back, I took a step and ran forward. But just after running a few steps, he heard Tang Muzhou behind him shouting: "Tang Xiaofan, the rice hasn't started to spread yet, what are you running?" ”

I groaned, thinking to myself that I was too anxious.

So he turned around.

As soon as I turned around, I found that there was no one on the grave of my aunt behind me......