Math professor returns to routine

Chapter 132 Tomb Sweeping During Qingming Festival
On a sunny morning, the warm sunshine spread evenly on every busy person in the village.It also included Logan wielding a hoe.

Today is April 4th, Ching Ming Festival, the annual ancestor worship day for Chinese people.

At dawn in the morning, Tang Wan was awakened from her wet and sticky dream by Zhao Huijuan.

She finally had a comfortable and exciting dream, but she was very upset when it was interrupted.

But the tigress could not disobey her order, so she obediently changed into sun-proof clothes, put on ice sleeves and a sun hat, and got on the car back home.

Next to the village temple in his hometown, after eating a big pot meal with a warm atmosphere but the taste is hard to describe in words, the three members of Tang Wan's family followed the large army and headed towards the mountain.

The crowd turned around and came to a small cemetery located at the foot of the mountain, where two small cemeteries were connected together, and began to officially start construction.

According to previous years, as a female family member, Logan can be lazy in an open and aboveboard manner.

But this year, because Tang Jing was studying in a foreign university and couldn't come back, she could only be the younger sister.

At this time, she was swinging the hoe vigorously, hoeing again and again on the muddy ground overgrown with weeds, and silently said: "Eighty! Eighty! Eighty!"

Although today's temperature is 21 degrees, there is still a breeze blowing from time to time, but due to the long-term exposure to the sun, coupled with the large-scale exercise, Tang Wan was so hot that she was sweating profusely after a while.

She gritted her teeth, and countless negative emotions grew in her heart.

This broken world can be destroyed!
Every year, they have to come here to weed.This year it was shoveled clean, and in the second year it grew to half a person's height.

Tang Wan didn't understand, paved the floor tiles, pasted cement, and saved a little effort every year, wouldn't it be delicious?
But the people in the village don’t want to do it. I just want to ask people to dig the land for free, and call it exercise. Group labor is conducive to the unity of the village.

Logan just wanted to say one thing, pull it down!

Every time she came back to her house, she never saw her uncle and second uncle's family digging the ground.It's only when the incense is on, it's long overdue.

He also pretended to be enthusiastic, and chatted with everyone a few words, making it seem like they were hoeing the ground all the time.

Or marry Lu You directly after returning home, go to the rich man's house to be a rice bug, eat and drink delicious food every day, at worst as a toy for him at night, and change the black and white suspenders with him.

In this way, after Tang Wan complained and worked, half an hour later, the two conjoined cemeteries were left with bare mud, without a trace of weeds.

Everyone went to the next step, took out a lot of paper treasure candles from the basket, and then put all kinds of food, such as chicken, duck, fish, etc., in front of the grave.

Logan didn't understand this, she held the hoe, stepped aside to watch, and wiped the sweat from her forehead and neck with a towel.

She took out her mobile phone from her pocket, thinking of sending some photos to Lu You to complain about, but the big letter "E" on the signal bar dispelled her thoughts.

As expected of my hometown, even the signal is still 2G.

Tang Wan clicked on the novel website, fortunately the novel was downloaded in advance, otherwise she would have to stand aside and get moldy.

At this time, another group of people walked in carrying a big fat pig.

It is said that the villagers teamed up to find someone to slaughter, and the families present at that time could share the corresponding pork according to the number of heads.

Tang Yixiong stepped forward quickly, greeted everyone enthusiastically, and then walked back with a few familiar people.

He introduced to them: "This is my daughter. She is a freshman in high school this year. The eldest is my son. Now he is studying in a university in the capital and hasn't come back."

Then, he looked at Tang Wan and said, "Come on, Wanwan, don't be so rude, call your uncle and aunt."

Logan twitched the corners of her mouth, but said nothing.

She didn't know anyone, and she didn't even know how to call them.

A few men and women dressed in very rural characteristics didn't care. The juniors don't come back often, so it's normal not to recognize them.

One of them, a kind-faced old man with a somewhat hunched back, waved his hands and said, "It's okay, Yixiong. You come back once a year, so don't make it difficult for her to call someone."

Logan was moved by the old man's words.

She didn't want to go back to her hometown, partly because she didn't want to see unhappy relatives, and partly because she didn't want to talk to the villagers she knew well.

Obviously she doesn't know anyone, but everyone knows her well.Anyone who comes to say hello can tell the names of her parents. The boy hugged her when she was young, and the girl changed her diapers.

It made Tang Wan very annoying, but everyone was an elder, so she couldn't directly ask who they were, so she had to answer the questions with "uh, huh, huh".

Now, it was the first time she met an old man who was considerate of the younger generation, so she naturally had to respond well.

"Good morning, Grandpa."

It doesn't matter if you don't recognize who it is, you must be called Grandpa.

The old man nodded slowly, with a kind smile on his face.

"Well, you are also good. Where do you go to high school? Are you in the same city as your brother?"

As the elders in the village, the old man has a certain understanding of the situation of each family.And Tang Jing was admitted to one of the top universities in China last year. At that time, a one-month banner was hung on the village head.

"No, I study in Chunhua. My brother said Chunhua is better."

"Then study hard, and try to get into a good university like your brother in three years."

"Will do."

After a brief chat, the old man stopped asking questions.

Just a few words of politeness with the younger generation, and if you go on, people should dislike you for talking too much.

"Yixiong, come here. I have a few words to say about your elder brother and second elder brother."

Tang Yixiong's face changed a few times, he didn't want to get involved with those two elder brothers, but he had to listen to the old man's words.

I had no choice but to suppress the unhappiness in my heart, and followed the old man to the side.

Tang Wan glanced at the two people whose conversation was becoming more and more intense, then turned her head and walked to Zhao Huijuan who was chatting with several women.

"Mom, uncle and uncle, what happened to them?"

Zhao Huijuan opened her mouth and was about to speak, when several women have already restored the whole thing in a hurry.

"Hey, what else can those two rubbish do? They just went to gamble again."

"I heard that this time I gambled by stealing the child's kindergarten tuition, and I lost everything."

"It's not just about losing! I also owe a lot of money. Last week, the debt collectors came to the village."

"Yes! At that time, I saw a few people splashing paint on the door of their house, and they haven't cleaned it yet."

Logan's eyes became more and more disgusted.Those two families, even if they were bitter and mean, they still touched these things, it was completely hopeless.

She felt a little pitiful for that little nephew who didn't even know who his father was. Being reborn in such a family, it was difficult to start in hell.

The rest of them are self-inflicted and can't live, and they don't deserve the slightest sympathy at all.

Not long after, the chat between Tang Yixiong and the old man ended.

He walked to the side of the mother and daughter, his face as dark as the bottom of a pot.

Seeing his expression like this, Zhao Huijuan probably guessed what was going on.

"Brother, they want to borrow money again?"

Tang Yixiong nodded and said, "Yes. They couldn't get through the phone, and they were afraid of being found by debt collectors when they went out of the city, so they asked the village chief to talk."

Zhao Huijuan looked into his eyes expressionlessly, and asked in a tone so calm that no emotion could be heard: "How much do you borrow?"

Tang Yixiong raised five fingers and said, "This number."

Zhao Huijuan's face turned blue, and hot flames spewed from her eyes.

"Did these two families use our house as an ATM machine? Just come with 50 mouths? Do you really think the money is blown by the wind?"

Tang Wan's family could indeed afford this amount of money. After all, Tang Yixiong had been working abroad for more than 20 years and caught up with the good times. It is not uncommon to have a deposit of 200 million.

However, this money was saved by my own family through hard work, so why should I fill in the hole for other family members?
Just because you have a lot of money, so you have to give it to you?It doesn't make sense.

Tang Yixiong quickly put his arms around Zhao Huijuan's shoulders, and comforted him: "Calm down, it won't be worth it if you lose your health because of this kind of popularity. I have already told the village chief that I can pay for roads and temples, but not Maybe give them a point."

Zhao Huijuan slapped his palm away in disgust, and said, "Okay, let's not talk about them, sorry."

Seeing the interaction between the husband and wife, Logan felt a little sad.

I want to hug my brother too!

So she held her phone high and ran back and forth around.

Finally, I found two 4G signals on a big rock on the mountain road next to me.

Logan climbed up excitedly, clicked on the top chat box, and her fingers flew quickly on the screen.

A series of texts were sent out by her non-stop.

……

the other side.

Lu You hugged a large bouquet of flowers, and walked among the tombstones with several of his cousins.

They will stop before each tombstone, pay respects solemnly, and leave a flower.

After the worship, they walked down the road and gathered beside the great-grandfather.

The great-grandfather put his hands behind his back and didn't say a word, just quietly looked at the tombstones in front of him, as if he wanted to engrave all the earth and trees here in his mind.

He also wanted to go up to give flowers to his comrades-in-arms, but unfortunately, he had more energy than he wanted, and it took more than half of his energy to get here.

After a long time, the great-grandfather said: "After I leave, you will come here at least once a year, do you hear me?"

Everyone responded immediately: "I heard it."

They won't say anything about the longevity of their great-grandfather, because they are not allowed to say it.

The great-grandfather had already looked down on his own affairs.Nearly a hundred years old, watching the country grow from poor and weak to rich and strong, watching the younger generation grow up and leave.

I have experienced the roaring battlefield, white-haired people sending black-haired people, poverty and wealth.

He has lived for too long, has seen all kinds of things in the world, and is ready to leave at any time without any nostalgia.

Everyone watched with great-grandfather for a while, and Lu Buyu walked over from behind.

"Grandpa, it's time to eat, we'll come back after we finish."

The Lu family had to stay here until evening before going back, visiting the tomb in the morning and listening to the stories buried here in the afternoon.

This is the rule set by the great-grandfather. He does not want his descendants to forget who gave them such a stable environment to grow up.
"Ah."

Great-grandfather raised his hand, let Lu Buyu support him, and slowly walked down the stairs.

Lu You fell at the back of the crowd, and before walking down the stairs, she looked back again.

It is obviously a place where human beings are buried after death, but it doesn't have the slightest feeling of eerieness, it only gives people solemnity and solemnity.

Suddenly, the phone in his trouser pocket vibrated slightly.

Lu You didn't stay any longer, and then followed the large army ahead and went down the mountain together.

The mausoleum returned to silence.A gust of wind blew by, rolling down a few green leaves from the trees and falling onto the dusty stone slabs, silently.

　One more, simple transition
　　
　
(End of this chapter)