The brown-red coffin stopped halfway up the mountainside, and I looked around, a cloud of water vapor lingering around me, and a moist smell permeated the air.

It was surrounded by bushes and the mountain road winding upwards, and there was no place to bury my aunt and grandmother.

Besides, yesterday I heard Steward Hu say that my aunt's coffin was a cemetery chosen early in the morning by a famous feng shui master. The place was flat, on top of the east hill, surrounded by mist.

According to the feng shui master, it was a treasure of feng shui, where the coffin of the aunt and grandmother was buried, which could last for future generations.

But now the place where the coffin stopped is obviously halfway up the mountain.

Looking at this terrain, it is far from the top of the mountain that Steward Hu said. I don't understand, isn't this funeral procession going all the way up, why did it suddenly stop here?

I craned my neck and saw An Jiaqi, who was at the front of the line holding a portrait of my aunt, turned around and said something to Steward Hu.

Steward Hu then signaled the funeral crowd behind him to stop, and the gongs and drums no longer sounded.

I only heard An Jiaqi ask Steward Hu: "Are you sure, this is it?" ”

Steward Hu nodded, An Jiaqi looked into the depths of the woods, she walked over and handed the portrait to Shen Mengru.

Looking at my Tang Muzhou, she suddenly asked me, "Tang Xiaofan, come in with me to have a look?" ”

Seeing that I didn't speak, she didn't force it, and walked towards that side alone.

Tang Muzhou touched my arm: "What are you doing in a daze, let's go, follow and see!" ”

Seeing that we were following, An Jiaqi turned around and stopped.

She turned back to us and said, "I called you, I don't mean anything else, but this is my mother's last wish before her death, and you are also her blood relatives, and with you present, it can be regarded as a witness." ”

Walking forward, the ground was full of weeds, and it was wet everywhere because of the dew.

The funeral procession stopped and waited on the road, and the three of us walked into the woods.

The further I went inside, the wetter I felt inside.

I brushed the hair on my forehead, and the strand in front of me was already soaked.

She walked about a hundred meters into it, and An Jiaqi stopped at one place, and I saw a small mound of dirt at her feet, which was not obvious.

This small mound resembles an arched vole's nest overgrown with weeds.

She stared at the little mound for a long time, and there was a very strange look hanging from the corners of her drooping eyes.

I wanted to go up and ask, but I was stopped by Tang Muzhou.

So we continued to look at my cousin, and after a while, I saw that my cousin took out an embroidered purse from the small bag she was carrying.

The workmanship of this thing is more exquisite, with a white base, embroidery on it that is flowers, birds, fish, insects and the like, and some dark red stains like blood.

You don't need to look closely at this white embroidered purse to know that it is truly hand-sewn.

In this era, there is no such fine workmanship at all.

At first glance, it is an old object.

Aunt Cousin looked at the purse for a moment, then bent down and dug a little pit in the ground, and buried it beside the little mound.

Then, she stood up.

Patting the dirt on her hands, Aunt Cousin looked coldly at the small mound and said:

"My mother asked me to give this thing back to you, and she said that she has nothing to do with you anymore, and you don't owe each other anymore, so you can do it yourself."

At that moment, a gust of wind blew from nowhere, blowing a few weeds on the small mound of earth up and down, and I seemed to hear a whimper.

The voice sounded like a man's voice, crying and complaining, very sad.

My cousin also stroked her forehead, she looked back at me and Tang Muzhou, sighed and said, "You should all know about my mother's early years, right?" ”

Seeing me and Tang Muzhou nodding, my cousin looked down at the small mound again:

"In this small grave, there is the poor scholar who was buried. He made my mother miserable, my mother seems to be quite open-minded, who knows, she never forgot him until she died. ”

When he said these words, An Jiazi sneered.

I don't know who she laughed at, whether it was the negative man in the small mound or the aunt in the coffin.

But whoever it is, none of this seems to have anything to do with me.

An Jiaqi looked at the small mound and said hatefully:

"This man broke my mother's heart. Seeing profit and forgetting righteousness, I thought that I could soar, but in the end, I still ended up in such a miserable end! Tsk, after being dead for so many decades, there is no one to go to his grave, this is retribution! ”

If An Jiaqi hadn't said that this was a small grave, I really wouldn't have thought that there was a person buried here.

Aunt Cousin glanced at the mound again: "So, I won't trust men in my life, they will only deceive women's feelings, and none of them are good!" ”

Speaking of this, she paused slightly: "Did you say that's the case, Tang Xiaofan?" ”

This question is really embarrassing for me to ask.

I suddenly felt that An Jiaqi was a bit too extreme.

That's right, I'm single.

But I never planned to fight like her for the rest of my life.

Although my family's conditions are not very good, and my appearance is quite shabby, I don't want to be a single person for the rest of my life. Many times, I even think that even if I have a child and be abandoned like my father, it is acceptable.

I had a child, I took her well, I was old and sick, and there was a person in front of me who served tea and poured water, which was very good.

If you don't have anything, when you're old, you don't even have someone to talk to, how lonely it is.

Seeing that I didn't answer her question, my cousin continued to ask me:

"Tang Xiaofan, you answer me, don't men have a good thing?"

I was stunned, and smiled awkwardly but politely:

"It's okay, I think, my dad is okay......"

Hearing my answer like this, my cousin glared at me: "After a few years, you have been injured enough by stinky men, you will be clear, you are still young, I can't tell you clearly!" ”

There is no good thing to say about the competition, especially with a strong woman like my cousin, and there is no result in the competition.

I oh a few times, and I didn't say anything more.

Tang Muzhou next to him had limited ability to hold back his laughter, and couldn't help laughing.

His movement was really a bit impolite.

My cousin was a little unhappy, looked at him and didn't speak, and continued to say to me:

"Xiaofan, men are very dangerous, the biggest stumbling block on the road to women's success is men, being with them will only increase the damage, women in the end, if they want to achieve a career, they can really only rely on themselves."

can say such things, it seems that she was hurt deeply enough by men......