Zhang Yaohua and the others first weeded around the grave, and the uncle dug a piece of cone soil and placed it upside down on the grave of the prince.

This is also something that must be done every year, otherwise the grave will gradually be washed out by the rain.

"Bring me three blank pieces of paper." Uncle shouted.

The third uncle hurriedly took the white paper that had been cut before, pressed one end under the soil, and the other end floated outside, looking like a hat on the grave.

Zhang Yaohua frowned: "There are nests of ants." ”

Zhang Yuanhang and Xuanxuan also came over and wanted to play, but Zhang Yaohua immediately drove them away.

"Get rid of it! It's okay to burn it. Zhang Yaohua's father said.

It's not okay to have an ant nest, in case they get into the grave, Taigong's bones may be gnawed away, don't underestimate the ability of ants.

So, Zhang Yaohua dug around the side.

Zhang Yaowu brought some hay and the like, stuffed it in, and lit it.

"Wait a minute, extinguish all the sparks, and beware of burning the mountains." Zhang Yaohua told him.

"Big brother, don't worry!"

Feel relieved?

The most worrying thing here is you kid.

Can't be careless, every year on the Qingming Festival, it is the peak period of burning the mountain, which is to sweep the tomb. Some people lost their money and even went to prison.

There were also some small shrubs growing next to it, and the old man instructed the juniors to dig them up.

This process is equivalent to a major cleaning of the cemetery, so it is commonly known as "tomb sweeping".

After doing this, the mother and the others put out the chickens and so on, and the same goes for the roast pigs, and then kneel to burn paper money, mansions, etc., while burning, while "nagging".

I hope that the prince will bless every family member, what is healthy, the elderly live a long life, the children grow up healthily and progress in their studies, those who are married will make a fortune, those who are not married will meet their lovers early, and Zhang Yaowen, who is a civil servant, will be promoted step by step, etc.

Young women were listening, such as Ah Zhen, and Zhang Yaohua's cousins, and they would have to say these words in the future, so they had to learn it now.

Zhang Yaowei dismantled the artillery battle and circled the firecrackers around the grave several times.

During this period, if some steps were done wrong, the old man was on the side to correct them. This is how these customs have been passed down from generation to generation.

"Alright, let's burn the cannon!" The old man spoke.

Zhang Yaowu plucked a lit incense stick from the grave and went to light the cannonball.

"Cover your ears!" Zhang Yaohua reminded Zhang Yuanhang and Xuanxuan.

Zhang Yaowu turned his head and saw that the two children had already covered their ears before they began to ignite.

The sound of firecrackers lasted for a long time, resounding throughout the valley, and I don't know how many birds and beasts were scared away.

After it was over, Zhang Yaohua glanced at the time, just worshipping this Taigong Mountain, it took almost two hours. Half of that time was spent on the road.

Everyone began to pack their things and planned to move on to the next stop.

"Wait, there's a fire on fire." Zhang Yaohua said.

Everyone turned their heads to look and saw that next to the grave of the prince, the cannon paper began to smoke.

Smoke from the grave, a good sign!

"Then let it burn for a while." The old man spoke.

Despite this, Zhang Yaohua still used his feet to move some of the cannon paper next to him, saving it from burning too badly for a while, and everyone didn't have time to extinguish the fire.

That's a good thing going bad.

Just as Zhang Yaohua and the others were about to leave, another team of people arrived.

They were a little dumbfounded.

"This is your Taigong Grave?"

Well?

That's right......

Could it be yours?

"Don't you worship the autumn equinox?" Zhang Yaohua's grandfather asked them.

In previous years, the family did not worship the mountain on the Qingming Festival, but at the time of the autumn equinox.

There's nothing wrong with that, everybody does it once a year anyway. They have two times a year to worship the mountain, both in spring and autumn.

Some people think that spring is rainy and the mountain roads are slippery, so they will choose to worship in autumn.

The villager who took the lead is of the same generation as Zhang Yaohua's father. He put down the tools in his hand, took out cigarettes, and handed out cigarettes to Zhang Yaohua's uncle and others, while answering Zhang Yaohua's grandfather's words.

"This year, I will return to the Qingming Festival, and I remember that this tomb belongs to my wife."

They have been worshipping here for the past few years.

Zhang Yaohua and other young people looked at each other.

Who got it wrong?

Zhang Yaohua: Over the years, they have also worshiped this grave.

Only Old Man Zhang couldn't cry or laugh, and informed: "After your father died, none of you remembered?" The one on the other side of the stone is your wife's grave, don't tell me that you have been wrong in the past few years! ”

The family's eyes widened.

"There's a grave over the stone?"

Old Man Zhang rolled his eyes: "You are all nonsense, go find it yourself." ”

Zhang Yaohua and the others didn't go so fast, watching the family go to find a grave.

On the other side of the big rock, which may have been left uncleaned for too long, has become a bush. The family cut for more than ten minutes, and finally found a dirt bag that looked like a grave.

Boy!

The women of that family kept talking to their wives and couldn't stop talking. One of the women, who should be the wife of the person who handed the cigarette, complained vigorously, saying that she felt that she had not done the right thing when she worshipped a few years ago.

It's pure afterthought.

"Uncle Zhang, if you hadn't reminded us today, we wouldn't have known."

Old Man Zhang refused to smoke, waved his hand and said, "It's good to find it, pay attention in the future." If you hadn't turned back to worship the Qingming Festival, I guess you would have come to my dad again. ”

Sure enough, the absence of an old man in the family is unreliable.

"That's right, that's right!" The man broke out in a cold sweat.

After a while, you have to worship sincerely, so that the wife can dissipate her anger.

Zhang Yaohua and his party walked away, and Zhang Yaowu finally couldn't help laughing.

The uncle glared: "You are laughing at the fart, we are too public to take advantage." It's best not to talk about it everywhere. ”

Spread it everywhere and swept away people's face.

"Got it! I'm not a Ba Po. ”

As he spoke, Zhang Yaowu also glanced at his mother.

The eldest aunt also said angrily: "You are not the eighth woman, am I am?" ”

"Ahem! I didn't say that. ”

Zhang Yaohua's fourth sister smiled: "You didn't say it, but that's what your eyes mean, Mom, hit him." ”

The fifth sister shrugged: "How can my mother be willing to beat him?" Beat us up. ”

Ok, good, good! All of them are so filial, aren't they?

Zhang Yaohua's aunt gave them a look of "go back and clean you up", and then stopped talking.

The old man walked in the middle, always telling everyone about the past. Old people like to reminisce, and there is nothing about it. Zhang Yaohua, Zhang Yaowei, and Zhang Yaowen don't hurt to listen to it. Zhang Yaowu listened a lot, and when he listened to it again, he was a little loveless.

No way! The old man lived with the uncle, and the uncle's family naturally listened to it so much that their ears were calloused.

"Let Ah Gong rest for a while!" Zhang Yaowu.

Zhang Yaohua was speechless, and said secretly: Your girl's panting is worse than that of Ah Gong, do you want you to rest for a while, or let Ah Gong rest for a while?

However, seeing that Zhang Yaowen was also tired and out of breath, he said, "Then take a break." ”

I would like to recommend a new book to a friend, Zhutianliu, and interested friends can take a look. I didn't write what I recommended last time, which was a bit embarrassing.

(End of chapter)