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Midyear Festival, commonly known as Halloween Festival. It is a day to pay tribute to the deceased relatives, and on this day, basically the academy and the place where the work is done will rest for a morning, so that everyone can return to their hometown to worship their ancestors.

Early in the morning, the crowds of people coming and going in the mountains behind Xiaobajiazi were endless. People took the money and incense up the mountain, some in groups, some alone, anyway, there was not a single woman, and everyone's face was heavy.

Xu Miao also because of this day, the tofu workshop was closed for a day, and everyone had to pay tribute, and their parents died, so they had to go up the mountain on this day to go to the grave of their dead father. Yesterday, Shiro came to the old house to pass the word, saying that he wanted San Lang and Xiao Wuming'er to follow him to the grave.

However, Xu Miao refused, listening to San Lang's meaning, in the past, when he went to the grave, the old house basically didn't take care of their father's mother's side, even if San Lang and Xiao Wu were filial, at most they would kowtow three heads in front of their parents' graves, even if they went to the grave, they didn't have to think about ingots and paper money at all.

Because of this, Xu Miao went to the town that day and bought a lot of paper money and tin foil stacked with ingots, and when he was fine, he was busy with Xu Ya, not to mention sending money to his father and mother for so many years, no matter whether the money really worked or not, at least they were careful as children.

After getting up early and getting dressed, he put the ingots and candles that had been prepared in advance into his pocket, and forgot them when he was busy for a while, and after cleaning them up, Xu Miao went to make breakfast.

Originally, the female dependents of the grave were not allowed to go, in the past in the Xu family, the matter of going to the grave, every year the old man Xu took his son and grandson to go, it is said that the woman went to the grave, and she would rush the feng shui, and most of the ancients were superstitious about this.

After eating early in the morning, San Lang picked up the prepared things and planned to take Xiao Wu to the grave, Xu Miao looked at the two brothers from the side, frowned slightly, and then took the initiative to ask the four sisters and brothers to go to the grave together.

As soon as these words were spoken, San Lang, Xiao Wu and Xu Ya were all full of surprise, after all, the woman did not go to the grave, but Xu Miao said while changing her clothes as if she hadn't seen it:

"My father and mother not only gave birth to a son, but also gave birth to two daughters, this is a big deal, let's go too."

San Lang supported this explanation, although he didn't understand it, but he still nodded, pulled Xiao Wu to sit aside, and waited for the eldest sister to change clothes with Xu Ya.

This year is different from previous years, Xu Miao has her own holiday, and she doesn't think there is anything inappropriate for a woman to go to the grave. Besides, in modern times, I have never heard anyone say that a woman cannot go to the grave, so what can I do if I go?

After the four sisters and brothers cleaned up, they went directly to the back mountain in addition to the tofu shop, and along the way, they met a lot of acquaintances, and naturally received the surprised eyes of acquaintances, but they were probably surprised and didn't say much.

Xu Miao can also understand, after all, this is breaking the rules, not everyone can accept it, after walking for a while, I arrived at the grave of the original owner's father, the small grave is not big, and it is close to the foot of the mountain, if it is not for some trees in front of it, it is estimated that this can be seen on the road.

When he came, San Lang said that the main tomb of the Xu family was slightly above, not far but not close. Although Xu Miao doesn't know much about this feng shui, the place chosen by the head of the Xu family is okay, I remember that I heard my grandfather say in my previous life that I don't have to worry about eating and drinking with my back against the mountain.

Xu Miao used a sickle to weed, and asked in wonder: "San Lang, why can't our father and mother be buried with the ancestral grave, but in this place?"

"......" San Lang was silent at first, and took Xiao Wu to dig a pit with a hoe, and after digging it, he said, "Because our father and mother are young deaths, according to the rules of the elders, young deaths are not allowed to enter the ancestral grave." ”

This young death means that the child dies when the parents are alive, even if the child already has a son or even a grandson, it is considered a young death. It's not the first time Xu Miao has heard this word, she has heard her grandfather in her previous life say it before, and it seems that there are quite a lot of words about this young death.

Xu Ya was helping to pull the weeds on the side, looked up and saw that the eldest sister was stunned, and explained in a low voice: "Sister, our master said that if you die less than you enter the ancestral grave, you will die less in the future." ”

"Huh? Oh! Xu Miao was originally stunned, but when she heard Xu Ya say this, she couldn't help but be surprised, then nodded and continued to do what she was doing.

During the Qingming Dynasty, San Lang and Xiao Wu came to the grave once, it was only three months of work, and the grass on the grave grew so tall again, Xu Miao looked at the poor grave, and couldn't help sighing, and said:

"Little Wu, you go home and get a shovel."

When Xu Ya heard this, they all raised their heads, and San Lang asked in surprise: "Sister, what do you want to do with a spade?!" ”

"Oh, it's nothing, the soil on our father's grave is a little less, I want to take advantage of today's July 15th to add some soil and round the grave." Xu Miao straightened up as she spoke, she was coming in the past two days, and her waist was really sore.

Xiao Wu originally got up to go home to get a shovel, but after hearing Xu Miao say this, he stopped, then shook his head and said, "Eldest sister, this year is leap September, and the leap year will not move the soil." ”

There is a custom in the countryside that graves in leap years are not filled with soil. Of course, Xu Miao didn't understand these words, but the three small ones were the Tao, and she could only do it, just waiting for Qingming in the next year.

After weeding, the four sisters and brothers knelt in front of the grave, San Lang, as the eldest son, lit the incense and inserted it in the soil, and then began to burn paper money and ingots, and Xu Miao took Xu Ya to kowtow to Xiao Wu.

Xu is blood is thicker than water, originally Xu Miao didn't want to cry, but at the moment of kowtowing, the tears couldn't stop flowing out, although the soul has nothing to do with this grave, but this body is related.

Xu Miao kowtowed three times, then stared at the grave, and secretly expressed her determination in her heart, she must raise the three little ones to adulthood, not to mention let them have more opportunities, at least it will make them worry-free and live a happy life.

The sun rose little by little, and the people who went to the grave went down the mountain one after another, and the four sisters and brothers of the Xu family knelt in front of the grave and did not leave for a long time. This is the first time that the four of them have gone to the grave so solemnly since the death of their parents.

It's really ashamed to say that as a child, I don't even have the freedom to go to the grave, and I feel ashamed to say it, and then look at this desolate grave, not to mention the small, mediocre, not even a tombstone.

Xu Miao still doesn't know what the original owner's parents are called, the people in the village are replacing them with the fourth eldest of the Xu family, the fourth daughter-in-law, thinking of this, he smiled bitterly and shook his head, and asked in a muttered voice:

"San Lang, do you know what our father's name is?"

"I don't know." San Lang shook his head honestly, and there was no helplessness......