When I came back, it was already the middle of the day, that is, it was more than nine o'clock in the morning, and it was ten o'clock.

And in the face of the scene that happened when he came back, Xia Yuan planned to retract his previous evaluation, it was not that Xia Chen, a little kid, was talented and had unique attainments in crying, and this family may be good at crying.

This should be a matter of genetics.

As soon as she entered the courtyard gate, she saw two girls sitting in a row on the threshold with their knees hugged, and then Xia Shu began to cry at her father.

Everyone was stunned, Xia Ru's expression was not obvious, but in fact, don't want to be distressed, although this era is really patriarchal, but fathers often love their daughters, after all, they are intimate little padded jackets.

And Xia Ru is definitely much better to this girl than to his two sons, not to mention anything else, at least he has never punched or kicked, and he has never even said a word of heavy words.

But now his intimate little padded jacket is crying like this.

Xia Ru thought that it was this day of going to the grave to sweep the grave, and the girl was missing her mother, and she was waiting for Wen Yan to comfort her, but Xia Shu began to apologize again with pear blossoms and rain, Dad, her daughter was wrong

The people present were obviously stunned again, and after a while, Xia Rucai asked extremely puzzled: "What is wrong with Shu Niang?" ”

"I, I shouldn't"

Xia Shu sobbed and was about to answer, but she cried again, raised her head to look at Xia Yuan who was next to her, and then asked with teary eyes: "Dad, didn't he tell you, big brother?" ”

"Say what?"

“.”

After being silent for a while, Xia Shu wiped her tears with her hands, stopped crying, and shook her head, "It's nothing." ”

"Why is Shu Niang like this today?" Xia Ru was full of doubts in his heart, and after thinking for a while, he didn't come up with a suitable adjective, he only felt incomprehensible, and after a pause, he turned to ask softly: "But do you miss your mother?" ”

Hearing this, Xia Shu's tears flowed out again, and she whimpered: "Dad, my daughter misses her mother"

At this moment, there was a slight sobbing sound in his ears, Xia Yuan turned his head to look over, and when he saw Zhao Yuerong wiping his tears.

Gotta cry again.

Chinese New Year's Eve is a day of celebration and reunion, but on this day it is also necessary to visit the graves of the ancestors, and on such days, it always arouses thoughts of deceased relatives.

Women, in particular, are already sentimental, but according to the rules, women must not go to the grave, so if they want to visit their relatives in front of the tomb, they can't talk with them.

Of course, Xia Yuan knew what this little poor child was crying for, so he walked over and gently patted her back with his hand to show comfort, and at the same time leaned into her ear and whispered: "When it's almost dark, let's go to visit your mother together, go secretly, and don't tell others." ”

In those days, there were many rules that the worship of the grave had to be carried out at the turn of day and night, in short, either in the early morning when it was almost dawn or in the evening when it was almost dark.

By this time it was almost noon, and the sky was bright, and it was obviously not in accordance with the etiquette of going to the grave.

However, this proposal was shaken by the little daughter-in-law, "I can't go, I will collide with my mother's mother, so that my mother will not be at peace underground." ”

Hearing this, Xia Yuan couldn't help but be silent a little, paused, and said, "Then you tell your husband where your mother's tomb is, and your husband will go on your behalf and accompany your mother to talk for a while." ”

Who expected that as soon as these words came out, Zhao Yuerong cried a little more sadly, and her speech was a little unsharp, "I, I don't know where my mother's grave is"

Xia Yuan was silent again, she didn't know what to say, as for where her mother's grave was, it was estimated that only the Zhao family would know.

Even the Zhao family may not know very well, her mother is just a concubine, according to the rules, the concubine is categorically not allowed to enter the ancestral grave, unless you are ordered to do so, otherwise you can find a place and bury it, and even worse, even a monument will not be erected.

"It's okay, even so, your mother is not short of silver below, when I went to the grave, I burned a lot of paper money for my father and mother, so much so that I couldn't spend all the flowers, and my husband also told them that they would give your mother money and gold ingots when the time came."

Hearing this, Zhao Yuerong's cry was stunned, and then she raised her face and looked at her husband with teary eyes.

Xia Yuan was inexplicably looked at by her, didn't she believe this?

As soon as this thought came to mind, he cut it off, and with what he knew about the little camellia, this thing was definitely a little superstition.

Of course, Xia Yuan used to be a face-to-face all day long, trying to get her out of low-level interests and no longer superstitious.

But then he gave up the idea, not because he didn't listen, but because he found that the superstition of this little thing was quite simple and extremely realistic, and in short, she was only superstitious about what was beneficial to herself, and this superstition could not be linked to the payment of silver.

Count the superstitions she committed, two of them are related to the old Taoist priest who runs the train with his mouth, and once he wants the other party to help save a chicken, so he chooses to believe that the other party is a Bodhisattva, but when he heard that he was going to pay money to make up for the Bodhisattva's body, he quickly dispelled this idea.

Another time, she wanted the old Taoist priest to help with the practice and spread the green qi at home, so as to bless herself to be successfully admitted to the top prize, so she believed that the old Taoist was a god.

Xia Yuan dared to pack a ticket, if the old Taoist priest had to charge for it, maybe she could take out a few copper plates if she was distressed, so she would spend a little money to buy a lottery.

If she spends more money than she expected, such as dozens or hundreds of copper plates, she will definitely be the first to wake up, and then withdraw from the superstitious state.

Oh, another time I listened to Zhuangzi's nonsense, saying that Yintang's redness was the face of great wealth and nobility, so she had to say that her Yintang was red.

As for other places that commit petty superstitions, this is also the case, to sum up, she has the kind of left eyelid jumping, I want to get rich, right eyelid jumping, phew, feudal superstition.

Therefore, Xia Yuan didn't care about her anymore, and the feudal superstitions made her understand, what else did she care?

As for the question of burning paper money, whether the deceased relatives will receive it, she absolutely believes that she can receive it, after all, this is a sustenance of grief, and it also involves the most original belief of the Chinese people - ancestor worship.

But what does it mean that she is staring at herself like this with her little face up?

When Xia Yuan was puzzled, Zhao Yuerong suddenly sniffed, ignoring the presence of Xia Ru's family, she whimpered and plunged into Xia Yuan's arms, and then hugged his waist tightly, "Woo, husband, you are so good."

"yes, I think I'm pretty good, too." Seeing this, Xia Yuan put his mind at ease, held her little face with his hand, and wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes with his thumb, "Okay, don't cry, crying like a little cat, and why is your hair still draped?" ”

Zhao Yuerong looked up at him and whispered, "I don't have a plate when I sleep."

"Of course the husband knows that you don't have a plate." As he spoke, Xia Yuan turned his head and looked to the side again, Xia Shu didn't cry anymore at this time, as if he noticed something, he turned his head as if he felt something, and then he looked at Xia Yuan.

Xia Yuan showed a sunny and warm smile at her, and then Xia Shu felt a panic in her heart, and hurriedly turned her head elsewhere.

"Huh?"

What does this mean?

(End of chapter)