Fork demon master in the eyes of monsters

Chapter 76 Tomb Sweeping
Although there are cemeteries in this countryside, not many people actually use the cemetery.

After the cremation of the deceased, most of them found an open space to bury them. Even some poor families would not be cremated, so they just found a place to bury them.

The ancestral grave of Chen Chuanwang's family is in a field, and this field is not just his family's grave.

At a glance, the white smoke after the fireworks bloomed filled the fields in the early morning. People coming and going with bags in their hands and cigarettes in their mouths stood in front of the ancestral graves of their families.

Those ancestral tombs are either high earth mounds or small houses built with bricks and stones. The grave sweepers bought most of the same things, and their expressions were almost the same, numb and nostalgic.

In the early morning of this world, the only thing with a little color is the ignorant mischief of those children.

Chen Chuanwang looked up, the hazy fireworks floated, and the light became dim.

Suddenly, Chen Chuanwang woke up from the sound of firecrackers set off by others, and in front of him was the tombstone that had just been hit by the rain, on which was engraved the name of his great-grandfather—Chen...

The energetic Chen Chuanwang was only thirteen or fourteen years old at this time. He came here for the first time. Under the command of his grandfather, he knelt on a stack of yellow paper, kowtowed a few times towards the tombstone, then picked up a piece of yellow paper, Light it with a lighter from a small supermarket.

The fire, quickly ignited.

Chen Chuanwang held it dumbfounded, and waited until the fire was a little hot before gently placing the yellow paper on the ground, and began to add paper page by page.

He patronized the burning without saying a word. Grandpa felt that he couldn't do it, so he urged him from behind.

Chen Chuanwang raised his head slightly, glanced at the name on the tombstone, and began to shout his grandfather's name while burning the paper.

Grandpa listened for a while, looked at it for a while, then took a shovel and dug a shovel of soil in front of each grave, and covered the graves with a few pieces of yellow paper.

Chen Chuanwang's yelling became smaller and smaller. He had too much yellow paper and paper money in his hand, and he yelled once every time he burned it.

Simply, the young child pretended to open and shut his mouth without making a sound.

The grandfather who had finished filling the soil didn't care, and placed the firecrackers and fireworks he bought in front of the grave.

When Chen Chuanwang finished burning the paper, he asked the children to stand aside, lit firecrackers and fireworks with yellow paper.

clap clap clap...

Bass-bass-bass-

With the release of the fire, the humid air around gradually dried up, the leaves of the wild trees beside the grave shook slightly, and the crow watching Chen Chuanwang was almost blown off by the sparks from the sky.

Chen Chuanwang, who was in his 20s, woke up from his memories and heard his grandfather beside him say in a low tone, "Let's go."

Chen Chuanwang followed his grandfather's footsteps on the wet field ridge, and occasionally turned his head to look at the four unremarkable dirt bags under the wild tree.

After getting in the car, Chen Chuanwang handed over the lighter in his pocket to his grandfather, and glanced at the houses on both sides of the road.

I heard from my grandfather that these nearby families are all relatives, although they are out of reach for him.

Amid waves of greetings, the tricycle drove towards the path.

........................

Back home, Xiao Hei greeted him warmly, jumping up and down, full of energy.

Chen Chuanwang glanced at it. He was short and not at home. He was really a homeless cat.

He got out of the car, played with Xiao Hei, then dragged out the recliner and lay down to enjoy the breeze.

Suddenly, there was a sound of tires rubbing in the distance, and then Xiao Hei barked wildly.

It's a stranger!

Chen Chuanwang opened his eyes slightly, and the car stopped at the door.

Xiao Hei rushed out, yelling at the gate of the yard with his tail between his legs, but he didn't dare to take a step forward.

"Don't bark, it's too noisy."

A man walked in from the yard, a man in his 40s, with clean clothes, but if you look carefully, the clothes look more fashionable, and the sleeves are too long, which doesn't fit at all.

"Uncle."

Chen Chuanwang hurriedly stood up.

The person who came was his father's twin brother, his uncle.

The uncle said instinctively: "Awang is at home, don't you go to school? Oh~ no, you graduated."

The uncle smiled awkwardly.

Chen Chuanwang kicked away the grinning Xiao Hei next to him: "Did uncle come back to visit the grave?"

He said while walking towards the house: "Chen Zhen didn't come back?"

"It's a critical moment for him at this time. It's like not having a school holiday, and his mother doesn't want him to relax at this time..."

The uncle's son, Chen Zhen, is in high school at this time, he seems to be a sophomore, that is, a quasi-senior year, and the countdown to the college entrance examination may have begun.

Chen Chuanwang said softly: "Don't press too hard, just relax a bit, it's good."

When he was in school, he was really stressed.

When I was in elementary school, except in the class, there were no playmates of the same age in the village. They were either entertaining themselves, or were required to do homework and read books every day.

You can't read extracurricular books, you must also read textbooks.

Junior high school was a little more slack, but it was not much better. My mother would pick me up and drop me off at school, and my pocket money was only a few yuan a day, and a bottle of water was gone.

It was okay in the first year of junior high school, but in the second year of junior high school, my mother didn't know what was wrong, so she insisted on enrolling him in some cram school, so that half of the rest time on Saturday and Sunday was taken up.

At that age, Chen Chuanwang had a strong rebellious mentality, and he became obsessed with novels after messing around with some classmates.

Since then, grades have declined, not exactly, but a lot.

The scores in the senior high school entrance examination could only be admitted to poor public schools. At that time, Chen Chuanwang was very stubborn and didn't want to go to school anymore, but his parents insisted that he continue to study, so he chose a private school with a bad reputation in the county.

As a result, fate seems to be playing tricks on people.

Chen Chuanwang thought that he would be free when he went to a private school. Unexpectedly, the school was acquired that year. In order to make a name for himself, the new school insisted on the so-called militarized management and suppressed students.

In fact, as long as Chen Chuanwang doesn't look for trouble, even if he doesn't study, other people won't care, just keep fishing in troubled waters.

But under this militarized management system, games are banned, novels are confiscated, and there are basically no other activities except for the three-point line of the dormitory-canteen-teaching building every day.

If there is nothing to play, Chen Chuanwang will learn.

His IQ is not low, and he has a good talent for mathematics. The things he picked up in half a month made his ranking in the whole school rise by more than 100 places.

For three years under such pressure, Chen Chuanwang was admitted to a university despite his parents' expectations.

His younger brother Chen Zhen will not be any better than him, and the eldest aunt's expectations of her are not low.

It is also thanks to my uncle who has learned about the Internet in the past few years, and has a relatively strong ability to accept, so he does not have high expectations for Chen Zhen's future.

This point is much better than that of Chen Chuanwang.

"I also know to relax, so I'm going to take him back for a walk, but his mother doesn't want to." The uncle sighed helplessly, his family status is not very high.

Chen Chuanwang was speechless.

He can't control this family matter.

Grandpa heard the movement, came back from the backyard, and saw the uncle: "When did you come back? Where is Xiao Zhen?"

The uncle replied: "Dad, I just came back, and Xiao Zhen is still at home."

Grandpa nodded: "Stay here for lunch, let's have some wine."

"it is good."

(End of this chapter)