On the day of Qingming, there was still no rain, but the sky was overcast, and there were thin dark clouds floating in the sky, as if a light rain would fall at any time.

Many Mei had prepared her things early, and she planned to go to the grave for her parents.

She got married this year, and she has to talk to her parents about this, although yin and yang are separated, but going to the grave of the ancestors during the Qingming Festival is a kind of psychological sustenance.

It is as if the things of the yang world can also be known in the underworld on the day of Qingming.

A piece of pork belly cooked in white water, a plate of rice crackers, plus some paper money, incense candles, and wine, these are the necessary things to go to the grave.

Gao Mingcheng held a machete in his hand and said to Duomei: "Let's go." ”

Going to the grave is not only for people to go to the grave to worship, but also to hoe the grave and add soil, because the cemetery usually has few people to go, so there are many weeds and trees on the road, if there is no road to go, you have to cut some trees with a machete and sweep out a road.

The two closed the courtyard door and walked towards the hill where the cemetery was located.

The ancestors of most people in Gaojia Village are buried in Xiaoyuan Mountain, but many beautiful parents are not buried there.

Perhaps because of her mixed surname, her parents were buried on another mountain, crossing a field, and then climbing up the mountain road, and only halfway up the mountain to the cemetery.

There are few people here, usually the village people rarely come here, only when there is really no firewood, they will come to chop firewood tirelessly, so there are a lot of miscellaneous trees along the way, almost covering the road.

Gao Mingcheng walked in front with a machete, and easily cut down the small trees and branches and weeds that blocked the road, and then threw them aside.

Although it didn't rain, it had rained before, so the ground was still a little slippery, so you need to be extra careful when walking on the mountain road.

After walking for about twenty minutes, I walked to the place where the cemetery was located.

On the hillside, there are two small earthen bags, and there is no monument in front of the small earthen bag, because they are too poor to have money to erect a monument.

Like this kind of small dirt bag, if it is not a relative, few people know who is buried underground.

It is overgrown with weeds, and if no one goes to the grave to worship, in a few years, the small earthen bag will be slowly covered with weeds and shrubs, and you will no longer be able to see the true face underneath.

The two did not rush to the grave to worship, but first cleaned up the cemetery, to remove the grass on the small soil bag, and to add some more soil to play the role of strengthening the grave.

After doing this, many beauties are already sweating.

She laid out the offerings one by one, then took out matches and lit paper money and incense sticks.

Gao Mingcheng also worshiped his father-in-law and mother-in-law underground with her, although he knew each other when he was a child, but at that time, he didn't know that he would marry someone else's daughter.

The main thing to sacrifice is a lot of beauty, she began to talk to her parents underground, talking about her recent situation, and said that Gao Mingcheng is very good to herself, and her current life is very good, so that her parents can rest assured.

Then she said that her second sister was finally pregnant, and her parents had a successor, so that her parents could rest assured underground.

After the eldest sister and the third sister got married, they basically didn't come back to the grave of their parents, and the second sister was pregnant this year, and I don't know if she would come, but a lot of beauty came, so I said some of the recent situation of the eldest sister and the third sister, so that my parents would know.

After the sacrifice is over, you have to be responsible for completely extinguishing the fire, although the mountain is very humid, but if it causes a mountain fire, it will be a big accident.

Many beauties trampled the sparkling paper money with their feet, and put the meat, rice crackers, and wine back into the bamboo basket.

"Let's go." Many Mei spoke, and there was an imperceptible lightness in her tone.

The two went down the mountain with their things, and they didn't go home, but went to Xiaoyuan Mountain.

Gao Mingcheng's grandfather was buried in Xiaoyuanshan, he split up this year, and he had to go to his grandfather's grave in the first year.

When they arrived, Gao Mingcheng's grandfather's grave had already been sacrificed, and it was obvious that his parents had already come with their younger siblings.

But this is a separate opinion, as long as there is a heart, after the family is separated, each brother can be separated and sacrificed once.

Coming down from Xiaoyuan Mountain, I happened to meet my grandmother who was walking in the village.

Gao Mingcheng's footsteps stopped and looked at his grandmother.

His relationship with his grandmother is not deep, far less than his relationship with Grandma Xi.

In his impression, when he was very young, his grandmother was still young, but at that time she had to go to the field to earn work, take care of the housework at home, and help his mother take care of the children, which was very busy and tiring.

It's just that not much of these busyness falls on me.

"Grandma." Gao Mingcheng and many beauties shouted.

Grandma Gao is actually a very good person and has a very open-minded personality, if it weren't for this, she would not have agreed to someone like Luo Xiaohua entering the house.

"Hey, you just came back from your grandfather's grave?" Grandma Gao said with a smile, her eyes looked in the direction of Xiao Yuanshan, where her husband was buried.

"Yes, it's going to rain, the ground is slippery, grandma, you go slowly." Gao Mingcheng said, his tone was very serious.

His grandmother's body is tough, and she is not sick in her old age, but in the winter of next year, she will break her hip bone because of an accidental fall.

Most of the elderly are osteoporosis and calcium deficiency. At this time, I am most afraid of wrestling, and once I wrestle, it is easy to have a big accident.

Gao Mingcheng said a few more words to his grandmother, and then watched his grandmother walk home, she was physically tough, so her pace was very steady, and there was no sign of wrestling.

"Let's go back." Gao Mingcheng said, going back with many beauties, but he pondered one thing in his mind, next year, he planned to ask his father to pave the road leading to the toilet from the old house to cement hardening.

Because in his previous life, his grandmother stepped on the slippery ground while going to the toilet and came back, and then fell hard.

When he returned to his house and saw the yard that had not been hardened with cement, Gao Mingcheng decided to wait for the rice planting to buy some cement and river sand and come back.

This kind of thing is not technically difficult, and he can do it himself.

After Qingming, just a few days before planting rice, a strange man came to Gaojia Village, he rode an old bicycle, entered the village, and went straight to Gao Feifei's home.

The neighbors who lived next to Gao Feifei immediately recognized who this man was.

So, the news that Gao Feifei's husband, who had a miscarriage, now came to Gao Feifei's house to apologize and pick up people, quickly spread in the village, so the good people in the village gathered at Gao Feifei's doorstep, waiting for first-hand gossip.

There is no entertainment in the village, and this matter can become the talk of the long-tongued women in the village, and as for how long they will talk, it depends on when the next big gossip appears.

Gao Mingcheng, who was working in the field, immediately learned about it from the people in the village.

He frowned and looked in the direction of the old village.

Soon, he had an idea in his mind, and as soon as he put the hoe in his yard, he went to the old village.

Along the way, he called out several good peers.

Gao Mingcheng's popularity is actually very good, many people in the village have received his help, and he has never taken credit.

Now Gao Mingcheng shouted, and the servants gathered.

The group walked to the bottom of the Cheng'en door number at the head of the village, Gao Mingcheng pointed to the Cheng'en door number, and said loudly: "Our Gaojia Village has a great origin, and our ancestors have been officials!" Now the people in our village have been beaten by people from other villages until they have a miscarriage, and this matter is unbearable! ”

"Otherwise, if other people find out, they still think that the men in our Gaojia Village have no blood, and let the women of our Gaojia Village be bullied!"

"Gao Feifei is our primary school classmate, what kind of character she is, we all know very well, this time she suffered a big loss, we have to get justice for her."

As soon as Gao Mingcheng's words were finished, someone immediately asked him what he was going to do.

Everyone was indignant.

There are no secrets in the countryside, the day Gao Feifei returned to her parents' home, the reason why she returned to her parents' house was known to everyone, and they all discussed and sympathized with in private.

But everyone didn't think about it for Gao Feifei, after all, if she really wanted to give Gao Feifei a head, it should be her brothers, brothers and cousins.

Although everyone has a high surname, not every family is related.

It's just that now Gao Mingcheng came forward and gathered all the young people in the village, threatening to support Gao Feifei, after someone took the lead, the rest of the people didn't think it was a big deal, and they all muttered that they wanted to look good for that man.

Under the anger of the crowd, the group broke directly into Gao Feifei's home.

Gao Feifei's husband had already offered gifts and money, and then in front of Gao Feifei's parents, he swore that he would never beat Gao Feifei again in the future.

He came this time to apologize to Gao Feifei, and also took Gao Feifei home by the way.

Rural areas do not pay attention to divorce, and most divorced women have no way out, so some women really can't survive, and they also commit suicide by drinking pesticides.

Gao Feifei was originally difficult to go back to her parents' house, her house is not big, and she has an older brother and younger brother, where can she be allowed to marry.

But Gao Feifei was beaten by her husband until she had a miscarriage before coming back, and this husband was chosen by her parents, and most of the gift money fell into the hands of her parents.

That's why she stayed at home.

But life is not going to be very comfortable after all.

Now that Gao Feifei's husband has come to pick up people, and he has given enough face to apologize, Gao Feifei's parents are actually not angry anymore, and they can't wait to take Gao Feifei away.

Gao Feifei sat on the side, her face overcast.

She has a clear understanding of her situation.

Otherwise, when she first came home, she wouldn't have acted so emotional, and even said something hating her mother, because if she didn't do it, maybe her parents would have sent her back to her in-law's house the next day.

But I still have to go back after all.

Thinking of this, Gao Feifei's face was like ashes.

At this time, a group of young people rushed in, led by Gao Mingcheng.

Gao Mingcheng pointed to Gao Feifei's husband and said, "Our women in Gaojia Village have not been beaten yet, you kid, this is a precedent!" ”

"Several of us are Gao Feifei's primary school classmates, and we all have the same roots, beating Gao Feifei is equivalent to slapping the face of our entire Gaojia Village!"

"Boy, I don't care what you do in private, I only give you one word, we women in Gaojia Village can't be beaten! If you dare to fight next time, don't blame a few of us for rushing to your house and beating you up! ”

After speaking, Gao Mingcheng performed for the man to break an arm-thick wooden stick with his bare hands!

With a click, the stick broke in half.

Thanks to the helmsman of 'Fragrance 4' and 'Feeling' and 'Who's Lost a Little Cutie' for their tips, as well as the deacon of 'Passing by a Season of Flowers', and other friends for their tips.

Grateful in my heart, I wanted to silently add more thanks, but I didn't get the word.

My son was sick, and he infected me, crying and chirping.

(End of chapter)