Since Han Beiqing was injured, the Han family has gone to the grave every day to kowtow and make wishes. Now that Han Beiqing is well, Mrs. Han personally took Han Beiqing to kowtow to her ancestors. Han Beiqing wore a newly made pink dress and followed behind Mrs. Han to go to the grave of her ancestors very brightly.

Why swagger?

When ordinary people go to the grave to worship, they must wear plain clothes with incense, candles, and yellow paper to worship their ancestors with great respect. But Mrs. Han thought that after Han Beiqing fell seriously ill, she should wear brighter clothes to suppress the bad luck.

Then there is the fact that you can go directly to the mountain to go to the grave from the path behind the house, but Mrs. Han pulled her sick granddaughter through the main road in the village. While walking, I had to say hello to the neighbors, and when I saw people, I said that my granddaughter was already well.

Han Beiqing stood bored under the shade of the tree, watching his grandmother, Mrs. Han, standing at the door of a family and gossiping with a few mothers-in-law: "Heavenly lord, Chenghuang Ye, Guanyin Bodhisattva, Buddha and the land are blessed." Give me back my heart! My son is a scholar, and even he says what is it called.... No, Ji Tai Lai. Let me take her to the grave of her ancestors, haha, you just say, how dare I not listen to this Xiucai! ”

Han Beiqing looked up at the sky speechlessly, who said that rural women can't speak if they can't read. Look at her grandmother, how beautifully she speaks, and always reminds others that she is Xiucai's mother.

"Mrs. Qian! Mrs. Qian! In the distance, there was a very thin old lady with a wooden stick, shouting to Mrs. Han while walking towards them quickly.

"Yo, this is not Mrs. Li! You're not dead yet! Mrs. Han saw the person coming clearly, and scolded without smiling.

"The black-hearted old widow hasn't breathed yet, why am I willing to die. Ahem, cough, cough ......" The old woman covered her mouth and coughed a few times, raised her head and saw Han Beiqing standing in the shade of the tree.

The cloudy eyes narrowed into a slit, and he frowned and asked curiously, "Whose girl is that red?" Tut-tut, it looks familiar. Looking like the young lady of the landlord's family in Gezhenbaosun......."

"Poof......" Someone couldn't help laughing out loud, laughing at Mrs. Li's bad eyes: "What kind of eyes are you!" The young lady of Landlord Sun's family is fat and big, and her appearance is far worse than that of the women in our village. ”

"It's no wonder that Mrs. Li has bad eyes, whoever nourishes in the house for a few months can change his appearance. Look at her delicate little face, I can't wait to pinch out a puddle of water. She is a young lady from Xiucai's family, no worse than the young lady of the landlord's family......"

Mrs. Li hadn't understood who she was before, but when she heard that it was the young lady of the Xiucai family, her face immediately darkened. sneered and sarcastically said, "What miss, isn't it the old widow's dead girl who is about to breathe." What's the matter, the corpse has come back to life? After speaking, he pretended to be afraid: "Ah, yes, I don't know if it's too late to ask Chen Banxian to exorcise the demon now." ”

Without waiting for Mrs. Li to finish speaking, Mrs. Han rushed over and raised her hand to slap Mrs. Li in the mouth. Mrs. Li is not a fuel-efficient lamp, but her body is thin and small, but her combat effectiveness is surprisingly powerful. Two old women in their fifties suddenly scuffled, you pulled my hair and I picked your eyes, and my mouth kept swearing.

It took a lot of effort for everyone to pull away the two who were beating you to death.

Mrs. Han spat a mouthful of phlegm on the ground, crossed her waist and pointed at the other party and scolded: "Mrs. Li, let me tell you, my granddaughter is my life and root." If you dare to curse her again, I will tear your mouth apart!" If you don't believe me, just give it a try! ”

Mrs. Li sat on the ground and touched the bald piece of her head. Angry and annoyed, he pointed at Mrs. Han, gritted her back molars and scolded: "You, you who kill a thousand knives." You're beating me with a dead hand! Just for such a money-losing goods, do you want the two families to become enemies? ”

Old Mrs. Han looked at Mrs. Li condescendingly and sneered: "What if you become an enemy?" You have three sons, and I have three sons. My son is the only Xiucai in the village, you curse Xiucai's daughter, you ask the village chief if he agrees, and ask the Han family chief if he agrees! ”

The old lady Han, who had won the battle, led Han Beiqing away with a look of vigour, leaving the crowd to laugh at the lively laughter, Mrs. Li was overwhelmed, and dared to provoke the little lady of the Xiucai family.

Mrs. Li was shameless by everyone's ridicule, and scolded angrily: "What's wrong with Xiucai, I really think it's great to have a Xiucai son!" Bah! An unserious old woman! ”

Han Beiqing couldn't hear these words, and she was panting and sitting on a big rock to rest. I didn't get out of bed for several months, and my body was soft like noodles. Before I climbed a few steps, I was tired with a sore back and a gold star in my eyes.

"I should call your third uncle to come with us, others can save a lot of effort by carrying you up the mountain on their backs. Oops, I forgot, you only drank medicine in the morning and didn't eat. Oops, yes, yes, ....." Mrs. Han said and patted her forehead in annoyance: "What strength can you have on an empty stomach, it's all to blame me, it's all to blame." ”

As he spoke, he got up and went to the other side, going to pick the wild fruits on the tree to satisfy Han Beiqing's hunger.

Seeing his elderly grandmother love him so much, Han Beiqing had mixed feelings in his heart. She was completely moved by the care of her relatives in the past three months, and being able to get so many relatives who loved her must be a gift from God to Han Beiqing. In this case, Han Beiqing has to repay the Han family. used what he has learned all his life to lead them out of poverty and become well-off, and he also helped Xiucai's father to be admitted to the promotion and lead the family to rush out of the farm.

Just when Han Beiqing secretly made up her mind, Mrs. Han came back with a large handful of wild fruits with a smile.

"What do you think this is? There was a mountain plum tree in front of me that had fallen, just in time for me to grab a handful of fruit and come back. You eat two to pad your stomach first, and when you get home, your grandmother will boil you eggs to eat. ”

Han Beiqing looked at the handful of wild fruits and was slightly stunned: "Mountain plums? "Isn't this frozen green? It's a natural dye. In the past, when she was a village official, in order to attract tourists, she specially organized some special cultural activities, including weaving, tie-dyeing and other projects, and the natural dye used to dye green cloth was frozen green leaves.

Just now, I was thinking about making the ancestral tomb smoke, but isn't the dye of this green smoke coming? Thinking of this, Han Beiqing couldn't help laughing.

Mrs. Han was also very happy to see Han Beiqing eating sour fruits, and she was satisfied with the fact that she was a child with a little delicious heart. smiled and pulled Han Beiqing to his ancestral grave in one breath, and happily burned paper to worship.

Han Beiqing knelt on the ground and kowtowed to his grandfather. was driven by her grandmother to burn paper in front of the graves of other ancestors, while Mrs. Han knelt in front of her husband's grave and cried while burning paper.

"Short-lived ghosts with no conscience, leaving us orphans and widows behind. Do you know how much we have suffered over the years....... Eight lambs who have lost their conscience, you have finally done one thing right, and you will be blessed. I told you a long time ago that if my maiden is gone, my mother will pluck your grave......."

Taking advantage of the fact that Mrs. Han couldn't notice herself, Han Beiqing kept throwing frozen green branches and leaves into the fire. Then he threw the sparked branches behind the grave.

After the burning branches slowly rose into smoke, Han Beiqing pretended to be panicked and shouted to Mrs. Han: "Grandmother, grandmother, look at it!" ”

Mrs. Han was crying in front of her husband's grave, and when she heard her granddaughter shouting, she hurriedly looked over: "Huh? What's wrong? ”

Han Beiqing pointed to the grave bag in the distance with a panicked expression: "Grandmother, it seems to be on fire there!" ”

Mrs. Han looked at Han Beiqing's hand, and saw wisps of green smoke rising from the ancestral grave of the ancestor of the Han family. The green smoke was dense in color and wide in range, and it looked as if it came out of thin air.

"Oh my God! It's green smoke! This is fucking green smoke! The ancestral tomb is smoking, this is good luck, good luck! Mrs. Han stood up with a roll, and even Han Beiqing couldn't take care of it, laughing wildly and running all the way down the mountain.

"Ahahahaha, come and take a look! Our family's ancestral grave is smoking, ahahaha! ”