Who left this behind?

Niu Dali remembered that over the years, only Aunt Wang came back to offer incense, and Aunt Wang didn't go out today, let alone incense.

It's a pity that this incense is almost burned, and the people who want to come to worship have been gone for a while, otherwise they can chase it to see who it is?

"Dad, mother, you see, someone has come to worship grandma earlier than us!" Er Ya said lightly, pointing to the paper money that had been burned to ashes on the ground.

"We've all seen it. Li Xianglan nodded, touched Erya's little head, and admonished: "Erya, in the future, you can't point with your hands like just now, this is disrespectful to the elders!"

"Well, I won't in the future!" Er Ya snorted softly and nodded her little head.

"Brother Dali, do you think it will be my father who came to worship my mother?" Li Xianglan looked at him and said

Niu shook his head vigorously, he hadn't come to worship for more than 20 years, could it be that Niu Laogen suddenly found out with his conscience and came to offer incense?

What's more, since Niu Laogen mastered the financial power of the Lao Niu family, the Lao Niu family has often made trouble, how can he have time to come and worship.

Li Xianglan also felt unreliable when she said this, the eldest girl thought about it, looked at them and said, "Daddy, could it be someone from the village?" I heard Grandma Wang say that grandma was very good back then!"

"The eldest girl is not right, Brother Dali, my mother was so good in the past, and she helped a lot of people, I think they gave her incense!" Li Xianglan nodded in agreement.

"It should be!"

Niu Dali thought about it for a while, and this is the only explanation, back then, his mother was notoriously helpful when she married into Xinghua Village, and she would help anyone in need.

And he invited a lot of people in the village to renovate the tomb a few days ago, so many people also know that his mother's cemetery is here, and some villagers may go up the mountain to worship their ancestors when they give incense to their mother.

"Let's not think about it too much, let's make incense to my mother first!"

They didn't dwell on this matter, Li Xianglan put the bamboo basket on the ground, put the prepared pastries and rice in front of the grave, and the eldest girl and the second girl helped on the side.

Leng Qiuniang and Bi'er walked a little slowly because of the relationship between them walking so far for the first time, and they only came when they put their things away.

Originally, Leng Qiuniang didn't plan to come out, but she couldn't resist Li Xianglan's persuasion, feeling that she had been trapped in a small place all these years and hadn't come out for a long time, so she couldn't help but be curious and followed.

Seeing this continuous mountains and lush forests, Leng Qiuniang felt that the trip was worthwhile.

After the worship, Niu Dali and the others were not busy going down the mountain, but watched it in the mountain.

In the mountains, the autumn is high and cool, and the scenery is beautiful, which makes people feel a sense of relaxation and happiness in their hearts.

Leng Qiuniang led Bi'er and Daya, and Erya was playing in the mountains, Niu Dali and Li Xianglan didn't stop it, but they still told them to be careful, although there will be no beasts here, there are still poisonous insects and poisonous snakes.

"Daddy, you see that Sister Bi'er and I have picked a lot of wild fruits, you can eat one too!" Er Ya ran over with a full harvest in her arms, and her little face smiled very happily.

Looking at these wild pears, Niu Dali unceremoniously picked one up and took a bite, the juice was very much, and when he bit it, the juice flowed all over his mouth.

"Sweet!"

Usually at this time, many women in the village will take their children to the mountains to pick wild fruits and sell them in the town, which can also add income to the family.

Like the wild pears in Erya's hands, a pound is almost about ten yuan, these prices are not fixed, if you meet a nobleman, you think the fruit is sweet and delicious, and it can be sold for a price of fifteen yuan.

"Mother, you can eat one too!" Erya smiled sweeter.

"Well, why didn't your sister Bi'er come with you?" Li Xianglan also picked up a wild pear to eat.

"Oh, Bi'er is still picking there, there is a tree there, and it has grown a lot of fruit," Erya's eyes were shining, and she put the wild pear on the clean grass, "Mother, I won't tell you, I'm going to pick wild fruits!"

"What about your aunt and your sister?" Seeing that the little girl was about to run away again, Li Xianglan hurriedly said.

"What kind of scenery are my aunt and sister looking at there. Erya pointed to the west, picked up a wild fruit with his little hand, wiped it on his clothes, took a bite, and said vaguely: "What's so beautiful about the scenery, it's not as delicious as wild fruits!"

Niu Dali and Li Xianglan: "......"

Three sentences can't do without the girl who eats, what else can they say?

After the girls had played, they also went down the mountain.

Along the way, Leng Qiuniang had a smile on her face, and she was chatting with Li Xianglan with a chuckle, looking very good, and Bi'er and Erya also gained a lot this time, picking more than ten catties of wild pears, and laughing from ear to ear.

However, the glorious task of carrying pears naturally falls on Niu Dali.

There's no way, he's the only big man here, there's no reason to let a few girls do it, but the big girls also hold some wild pears in their hands, and even Li Xianglan's bamboo basket contains a lot.

When they got home, it was late in the afternoon, so they gave some wild pears picked in the mountains to Wang Shihu's house, and some wild pears to taste for the women working in the workshop.

"This pear is delicious!"

The women in the workshop were full of praise.

Li Xianglan smiled, "I didn't pick much, don't dislike it!"

"It's good to have something to eat, but what do you dislike!"

The women of the workshop laughed.

"Xianglan, your sister-in-law gave birth to a big fat boy, do you know?" Widow Sun stabbed Li Xianglan and said.

"When?" Li Xianglan was confused.

"It's this morning, now everyone in the village knows! Don't you know what that Qian Pozi is proud of? I can't wait to tell the people of Ten Miles and Eight Villages about this!" Widow Sun took a bite of the wild pear and said while eating: "If you want to come for a few days, the old Niu family will go to the town to drink full moon wine!"

"Oh, that's a good thing!" Li Xianglan smiled.

"You, someone else gave birth to a big fat boy, what are you happy about, and it wasn't you who gave birth!" Widow Sun shook her head and complained.

"You know that if you talk about me, why don't you talk about you?" Li Xianglan's cheeks were slightly red, and she glanced at her.

"What can I do, Shi Hu tried his best, but my stomach is not angry. Widow Sun said with a long sigh.

"By the way, did you try the tricks I taught you last time?" Suddenly, Widow Sun thought of something, and immediately leaned into Li Xianglan's ear and whispered.

"There's something else going on at home, so I'll leave first. Li Xianglan's face turned red, and she didn't want to say more to this astringent sister, so she suddenly turned around and ran.

"Hey, what a good land, the old cow too, and he doesn't know how to cultivate more!" Widow Sun sighed, looking anxious for someone.

Niu Dali didn't care about Niu Jinyu giving birth to a son, and he wasn't his son, so what did he care about.

However, I heard that the old man and his wife of the Huang family were very happy, and asked the servant woman to hurry to Xinghua Village to inform the old Niu family, and also sent a carriage of things, which made the old Niu family very excited.

Mrs. Qian, who was still pretending to be dead and alive, suddenly became energetic, and told the women in the village everywhere that she had a grandson.

The people in the village also sighed, the Huang family is a single heirloom for three generations, just such a grandson, and in the future, the Huang family's industry will all belong to the grandson of the Lao Niu family, no wonder the Lao Niu family is so happy.

In the following days, no matter how hot others are, Niu Dali's small life is quite leisurely, Leng Qiuniang usually teaches the three girls to write and paint, Li Xianglan is busy with the workshop, and Bi'er is tinkering with delicious food in the kitchen.

Sometimes, Niu Dali and Erya's father and daughter will also squat in the vegetable patch, looking at the chili peppers, and Li Xianglan can't help laughing every time she sees this scene.

"Dad, when do you think this little pepper will grow up?" Erya held her small chin and looked at the little pepper stuck on the pepper tree.

"Come on!" Niu said vigorously as he looked at the little pepper that was the size of his little finger.

"Alright then, wait and see!" Erya clenched his fists and encouraged the pepper tree: "Little pepper, come on, I'll wait for you!"

Niu Dali: "......"

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