Lin Fan activated the wheelchair, and after an hour, he came to the foot of a mountain and stopped.

In front of him, there was a large tomb, with a diameter of at least three meters in the center, a total of about 25 square meters, and the tomb was full of grass, like a small hill on the Jedi Island.

Lin Fan put down all his things, took out a large bottle of mineral water, drank it in a big gulp, and after drinking, wiped his sweat with a tissue, and looked at the pile of weeds, he felt that his head was big.

"It's like this every year, it's only been one year, and so many things have grown, let's take a break!"

After finishing speaking, Lin Fan took out his mobile phone, and when he took it out, he saw a news push on it.

Ning Qixia's confession was rejected.

These big words made Lin Fan stunned for a moment, he didn't have to think about it to know that this was yesterday, and it made headlines today.

I'm very helpless about this, and I think it's better to be unknown, which is too fucked up.

Think about whether you need to reopen a live broadcast room and then make it again if the camera is not turned on, so as not to be bombarded into pieces by Xiaoxia fans.

"It's all like this, and you also abide by the rules and don't invite anyone to sweep the tomb, you sweep it yourself, your heart is still so sincere."

At this time, with a familiar voice, Lin Fan turned his head to look, and saw a person squatting down holding his hoe leaning against the tree, and after seeing that it was the dragon tooth Song Kun, he breathed a sigh of relief.

I said. You're a quarter of a man in the ground, don't you know that people are scared to death? ”

Song Kun turned the hat on his head, pursed his lips and said, "I know this, but I know that you can't be scared to death." ”

Lin Fan smiled, and then asked, "Haven't you been secretly following yourself all the time?" Why did it still appear? ”

This made Song Kun's eyes cold, staring directly at Lin Fan, and said coldly: "You know that I am following you?" ”

With such an expression, Lin Fan was not the slightest afraid, and said with his hands on his chest: "I don't know, but I can guess, it's too easy to guess, in order to prevent leakage, I will definitely spy on me, and I will be killed if it is possible." ”

Song Kun's face softened, and then he said, "I'm sorry......"

Lin Fan shook his head: "It's okay, I didn't take it to heart, this is for me, I did the same, by the way, why did you show up?" ”

"Help you sweep the tomb, do you think you can do it alone?" Song Kun picked up the hoe and put it on his shoulder.

Lin Fan looked serious: "Put it down for me and stand aside." ”

Song Kun turned his head to look at him: "Hey, I'm kind enough to help you, you still don't appreciate it?" ”

Lin Fan: "I have received your wishes, but this must be swept by yourself, if you are my son, that is except, but no, so you can't help." ”

The customs of various places are different, in the customs of Lin Fan's family, there are rules for sweeping the tomb, the tomb of the ancestors, the descendants must sweep it with their own hands, and they cannot let outsiders help, otherwise it is disrespectful to the ancestors.

This custom is found in many places, and no one will break this rule, and if the person who breaks it, then that person must be lazy.

Song Kun also probably understood, stood up for this, and saluted Lin Fan with a serious face: "As a soldier, I should be able to sweep the graves of revolutionary martyrs, and you can't handle your situation tonight." ”

Lin Fan: "You know ......"

Song Kun nodded.

Lin Fan looked at the grave, finally sighed and nodded lightly.

He was very reluctant in his heart, but the other party also had some truth in what he said.

With Lin Fan's permission, Song Kun took the hoe and moved.

And Lin Fan naturally couldn't be idle, the wheelchair drove into the cemetery, and then left the wheelchair, lying on the ground, pulling weeds.

He is like this because this is the rule of tomb sweeping, you can kneel, stand, but you can't sit, and at present, because of leg problems, so it can only be like this.

At this time, Song Kun spoke: "It's strange, why didn't Xiaofan transfer to the Martyrs' Garden?" ”

Lin Fan: "This is an empty grave. ”

"How could it be !!" Song Kun exclaimed, looking at such a big tomb, he didn't expect it to be empty.

Lin Fan: "There is nothing impossible, during the Anti-Japanese War, how many martyrs did not survive. ”

Song Kun also understood, and at the same time became curious: "Do you know the details of the year?" Can you tell me about it? ”

Lin Fan shook his head slightly: "I don't know the specifics, but I know that at that time, it happened to be during the typhoon, and ten people used the terrain to detonate the rocks, causing a mudslide and the infantry squad of the two devils died together." ”

Song Kun solemnly stood up and saluted the grave.

Lin Fan: "So the grave is empty, because of the mudslide, and it happened to be the time when the devils were encircled and suppressed, so I couldn't stop and look for ......"

Two people swept the grave, although it was big, but it was very fast, and it was done in about half an hour.

Song Kun was responsible for hanging red paper, burning incense, candles, gold and silver.

Lin Fan was responsible for setting the tea and wine cups, pouring the tea wine, and placing the offerings.

After everything is done, let Song Kun go to burn the artillery battle and burn the thunder.

cracking sound

Boom, boom, boom.

Although the artillery battle and the thunder were very close, Lin Fan and Song Kun were not afraid at all, and they both took out the big bag of clothes and so on.

Lin Fan: "These things are all in a bunch, you prepare wine, the dark coins are opened and thrown away, so is gold and silver, and the wine is surrounded in a circle." ”

Song Kun did as he said, and opened the dark coins one by one.

After lighting the fire, because they were relatively close, the two of them sweated quickly, but they didn't wipe it, and continued to throw down the paper one by one.

Song Kun took a bottle of wine and poured it on the periphery, formed a circle to surround the things inside, and continued to make the dark coins after the enclosure.

Lin Fan took a very long wooden stick, and these things were painted in circles around them.

After ten minutes, everything was finally burned out, and the fire was getting smaller and smaller.

Lin Fan propped his hands on the ground in the center and kowtowed to the grave.

After kowtowing nine times, Lin Fan looked at the grave and said softly: "Grandpa Wang, Grandpa Lin, Grandpa Tan, Grandpa Li, Grandpa Zhang, Grandpa Yang, Grandpa Huang, Grandpa Guan, Grandpa Liu, Grandpa Song." ”

"Grandson, I'm coming to see you again, this year is the 73rd year that the devil has been driven out of China."

"Now the country is getting more and more prosperous and stronger, and the little devil is trembling in his hometown."

"The grandson doesn't know what to say yet, I hope the grandfathers are not strange."

Speaking of this, Lin Fan was kowtowing.

Song Kunmingbai in the back was about to end and hugged Lin Fan into a wheelchair.

Lin Fan: "Let's go outside!" Don't disturb them to eat and drink. ”

After a while, the two of them were on the periphery of the tomb, one holding a cigarette and smoking.

Lin Fan slowly closed his eyes, remembering Yuan Lao's kind face in his mind, looking at the sky, and said softly in his heart.

Don't worry, I, my descendants will come to sweep the tombs of their grandfathers every year on the Qingming Festival.

will do as you command, every time you will burn ten hookahs, burn ten wives, clothes, and so on.

You can rest assured! Grandpa Yuan.

Ps: This one, what a wonderful place, as long as you simply sweep the tomb.

Someone once asked me what the deep meaning of Yuan Lao accepting Lin Fan as a grandson should be, but in fact, the deep meaning is here.

And here, I want to say that don't forget how the peaceful and stable life came about.

Don't forget that countless anti-Japanese heroes have exchanged their lives for our current peaceful life.

Keep in mind that cruel history, and don't forget the pain caused by the little devils.

And so far, the dog and the nation have not said a word, sorry.