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Seeing her like this, Jiang Yu'er really didn't know what to say. This little girl, how old is she, she knows how to protect her food, and she will have it when she grows up: "Yaya, sister, you tell me, you have to learn to share good things, and if you go out of all the fifty pieces of sugar, you may get more." ”

The little girl can't understand, Jiang Ziming and the bolt can't understand either, the only thing that can understand is Jiang Erzhu and the two older male babies, as for the big girl, she can only be regarded as half-understood. So, she spoke: "Sister, why are they all divided, maybe they will get more?" ”

Jiang Yuer didn't know how to tell her, but just said: "The daughter will come back when she is gone." This person is not afraid of being poor, but he is afraid of losing popularity. It is said that if you repay the peach, you will have unexpected gains for an unintentional act of kindness. ”

The eldest girl understood, and she nodded. "Thank you, sister! I get it. ”

Jiang Yu'er was really a little surprised by her thank you, you know, this sister is born with her, every time she sees her, she doesn't say a word, as if the corners of her mouth hurt.

Jiang Zisu and Jiang Ermao listened to Jiang Yu'er's words in their hearts, but everyone's ideas are different, and everyone's practices are different.

Jiang Erzhu came with a few children, and he also planned to go to the tomb. Jiang Yuer's parents are his elder brother, and as a younger brother, it is normal for him to go to the grave, and it is normal for several other children to go to the grave or something.

It's just that what Jiang Yu'er doesn't understand is that didn't it mean that the ancients were patriarchal? How come they get to their house, their daughters can go to the grave!

When Jiang Yu'er and her party arrived at the mountain, she knew that their family was really not special at all. Because of the mountains, she saw many people's daughters. The group went to incense the Jiang family's grandparents first.

There are many cemeteries on the north and south hills, and the Qingming Festival sweeps each other. You can imagine how many people sweep the tombs on the day of the Qingming Festival.

Jiang Erzhu said to the two older boys: "You two take your younger brothers and sisters, and deal with the thatch next to your grandparents' graves." Then he went to the woods not far away, and went to cut the little branches.

Jiang Zisu took a group of small ones, and let the younger two younger brothers climb to the grave to pull weeds. Seeing the black grave in front of her, Jiang Yu'er was still a little scared. I can only keep muttering in my heart, although I am not their own granddaughter, I hope that they will see the mushrooms, and when the conditions at home are good, they will renovate their graves and set up a monument or something.

With a sickle in his hand, he followed behind the eldest girl and cut the thatch that was more than one person tall by the grave.

It's not that they didn't deal with it in previous years, but this era, unlike in previous lives, has cement or something. This thatch grows very fast, and in a year's time, it will grow tall.

And there is a saying here that things on the grave should not be moved. Thatch or something, it's definitely not going to work. Tomb sweeping, as the name suggests, is to clean the thatch on the grave of the deceased, as well as burn some paper money for the deceased, and put some incense on it. On the Qingming Festival, there is another very important link, that is, to hang some paper on the grave. The people here are called hanging clearing. Therefore, there is also a saying about sweeping tombs on the Qingming Festival, which is called hanging Qing.

When a few people were about the same, Jiang Erzhu came back with some small branches.

Jiang Yu'er looked at the branches on the branch, and wanted to take it over and prune it, but was interrupted by the second uncle: "Niuniu, this branch can't be removed." ”

Jiang Yu'er didn't know why, but she didn't ask much, but looked at her brother on the side. As a result, Jiang Zisu was so busy taking a few younger brothers to help the second uncle sort out those things, and he didn't look at her at all.

Only the eldest girl gently pulled Jiang Yu'er's sleeve and said in a low voice: "Sister, that branch can't be repaired." I heard my father say that the more trees on the branches, the better, and the more the more the future generations. ”

Jiang Yu'er understood, but she didn't understand why some people were a little clearer on other graves, and some people were much less. She pointed to a few graves not far away and asked, "Then why do some people have more families and some people have less?" ”

Jiang Daya sneered very unceremoniously: "I really don't know if your brain is broken, and you don't know such a simple question?" ”

Jiang Yu'er was embarrassed by her, how did she know this. She has only been in this era for half a year. And in the previous life, the whole family went to sweep the tomb, and everyone did the same thing, so lively, who would pay attention to these things.

Jiang Daya said again: "Let's hang the clear, it is every male who is vertically clear, so those who look a little more are the ones who have more men in the family, and those who seem to have fewer are the ones who have fewer men in the younger generations." ”

Now, Jiang Yu'er understood. But she had questions, why each man can only hang one vertical: "Big girl, why can each male only hang one vertical?" ”

Jiang Daya glanced at her very unceremoniously and explained: "It's not that each man can only hang one vertical, but each male can at least hang one vertical." It's just that the people in our Zhangzhuang Village are poor, so every man hangs a penny. After a pause, he said: "I remember that last year I went to my grandmother's house with my mother, and some people's houses hung several columns for each man!" As if she had thought of something again, her face darkened.

Although Jiang Yu'er didn't know why she was okay just now, she stretched her face for a while, but she knew one thing, that is, the people of the second aunt's family were not easy to get along with. I heard that the family's conditions are still relatively good, but I don't know how to marry the second aunt to the poor second uncle at that time.

Jiang Yu'er and the two sisters were muttering and talking here, and a few men over there had already hung all the Qing on the branches. This year, the family conditions are good, and Qing has also bought a lot. This one hangs up, and it feels a lot more lively.

When Jiang Daya saw it, she was also happy. In previous years, the graves of grandparents were the least clear, but this year, there is finally no need to be at the bottom.

Seeing such a scene, Jiang Yuer thought of a sentence in a poem, called: After the wind and rain, the pear blossoms have been eaten in the cold, how many descendants of the grave come?

The second uncle put all the small branches that had been hung up on the grave, Jiang Zisu took the tinder, lit some paper money, and lit a pair of candles and incense. I bowed to my grandparents' graves, and then I was inserted into the soil.

Seeing the money paper and candles burning on the ground, Jiang Yu'er was worried again. This weather is still a little dry, what if it catches fire?

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