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  Chapter 133 Going to the Grave

   On the twenty-seventh day of the twelfth lunar month, the weather is fine and it is advisable to go out to worship.

  When Liu Qingshan came back from the mountains in the morning, he saw his mother cutting yellow paper on the kang.

   A large sheet of yellow table paper, folded in half several times, then cut into rectangular sheets.

  Caifeng and Shanxing sat in the kang, and the family held a piece of great unity in their hands, and pressed each piece of yellow paper to indicate that the money had been printed.

  The two little guys worked very seriously, discussing in a low voice: whether to photocopy some five yuan, two yuan and one yuan.

   "Sanfenger, go visit your father's grave after eating."

  Lin Zhi smoothed her short hair with her hands, a look of sadness appeared in her eyes.

  The closer it is to the festival, the more I miss the deceased relatives.

"Ok!"

  Liu Qingshan nodded heavily.

  In the past few years, the control was strict, and burning paper was not allowed in the grave. This year, he finally bought yellow paper again, and he planned to pay homage to his father.

  When Liu Shikui and Professor Wang came over for breakfast, they discussed who would go to the grave.

   Lin Zhi and Liu Qingshan must go. The elder sister is twin now, so according to the custom handed down, she cannot go to the cemetery.

   Liu Yinfeng insisted on going, and she can go too. As long as her daughter is not married, she is not from another family, so of course she can go.

  Caifeng is too young, it is better not to go, although the little guy has been looking at grandpa eagerly.

  Finally, Liu Shikui's eyes fell on Shan Xing, and after some consideration, he said:

   "It stands to reason that Shan Xing should follow and kowtow in front of Zijun's grave. After all, this child has accepted our family's Zhi'er as a godmother."

  Shan Xing nodded her head in a very sensible way: "Er Niang, I'll go with you."

   "I'm going too, I'm going too, I want to send money to dad!"

  Caifeng immediately raised her little hand and yelled.

  Liu Qingshan looked at the two little guys dotingly, and nodded in agreement.

  Children don't go to the cemetery, mainly because of the older generation's opinion, but Liu Qingshan doesn't care much about it.

  They were naughty when they were young, and they even went to the grave to pour big-eyed thieves into them.

  Of course, offering sacrifices to ancestors and knowing where one comes from is also the essence of human beings.

  If you don’t even know how to respect your own ancestors, who else will you respect?

  After confirming the candidate, Liu Shikui thought for a while and said: "If Shan Xing goes, he should burn incense and make an offering. After the meal, get ready. I have slot cakes and apples, you take them with you."

  The old man is still thoughtful. After all, he has an extra daughter, so it is naturally more grand than usual when going to the grave.

   "Dad, there are things in this room too, just ask Sanfeng to go to your place to get a coil of incense later."

  While speaking, Lin Zhi stretched out her hand and gently touched Shan Xing's small head, her face full of relief.

  After talking about business, Liu Shikui was about to ask for dinner when Yang Hongying suddenly stood up and said, "Grandpa, I have a request, and I want to go too."

  Everyone couldn't help being taken aback, and looked at her together.

  Seeing that Yang Hongying's pretty face was also very excited, she looked at Lin Zhi firmly.

   "A few days ago, Sanfeng and I went to the police station of the commune. We have already applied for my household registration to be transferred to the family. I will also be a member of this family in the future. Aunt Lin, can I also call you mother?"

  This girl who usually looks so strong, her voice trembled a little when she spoke.

  Lin Zhi was taken aback when she heard that, then her eyes lit up with joy, she stretched out her hand and said, "Hongying, these past few months, I have already regarded you as my own daughter."

   "Mom!"

  Yang Hongying threw herself into Lin Zhi's arms, crying uncontrollably.

  Since her biological mother passed away, she can only return to her mother's warm embrace in her dreams.

  Lin Zhi gently stroked Yang Hongying's back: "Son, as long as you don't dislike it, this will always be your home."

  Home, this word that was once familiar and then became very unfamiliar, made Yang Hongying's heart full again.

  When her crying gradually turned into sobbing, Liu Qingshan knew that the depression in her heart was almost released, so he spoke:

   "Old sister, can we stop crying, you have become Lin Daiyu all of a sudden, we are not used to it, Shan Xing doesn't cry like you, okay?"

  Yang Hongying wanted to raise her eyebrows at what he said, but her face was blurred from crying, and it really didn't have any deterrent effect, which made the fourth and fifth children all smile.

  She had no choice but to stare at Liu Qingshan, and then laughed happily.

  At this moment, Liu Qingshan suddenly felt that Yang Hongying should be regarded as a more attractive girl. She may not be the most beautiful, but she is really attractive.

  After breakfast, Lin Zhi found a furoshiki and wrapped it tightly in yellow paper.

  Liu Yinfeng also carried a bag, which contained three offerings: steamed buns, cakes, and apples, three of each.

  Generally according to local customs, these should be singular.

   A group of six people carefully walked west out of the village, just like thieves.

  From the tree belt behind the village to the east, it takes four or five miles to reach the old cemetery in the village.

  There is no path here at all, so Liu Qingshan carried Shanxing, Yang Hongying and Liu Yinfeng on their backs, carrying the fourth child in turn, and the whole family trudged through the snow with one deep foot and one shallow foot.

   Fortunately, the snow shell is hardened by the northwest wind, and the surface can withstand people, and the shoes will not sink into the snow when they step on it.

   "Brother, what is that?"

  The little fourth child who was lying on Yang Hongying's back suddenly stretched out his hand and pointed to the field next to him.

  On the white snow, there was a red figure with a slender figure and a big fluffy tail behind him. It was a fire fox.

  I saw this fox standing blankly on the snow, motionless. Although the distance was less than twenty meters, it seemed that it didn't notice Liu Qingshan and his group.

   "Hmph, bad fox!"

  The little fourth yelled again, because she had heard too many fairy tales, in which the fox mostly played a disgraceful role.

  Liu Qingshan felt that it was necessary to correct the younger sister's concept, so he said: "There is nothing good or bad about animals, everything is just their instinct."

   For the fourth child, she still can't understand this sentence. She blinked her eyes wide and was a little confused.

  At this time, I saw that statue-like fox suddenly jumped up high, with its mouth down, deeply inserted into the thick snow shell.

  Because the distance is relatively close, it can be seen clearly. When Firefox raised its head, there was a layer of snow around its mouth and on its beard, which looked a little funny.

  It flicked its triangular head a few times to shake off the snow, and then looked over here, with bright eyes.

   "What is this fox doing?"

  Yang Hongying looked at it strangely.

   "It's hunting, hunting voles that move under the snow shell."

   Liu Qingshan has seen this kind of scene before. To be honest, the success rate is not high. In the severe winter, it is not easy for anyone to live.

   "Hee hee, the fox is so stupid."

  The little fourth child couldn't help but said with a smile.

  Shan Xing blinked her eyes wide: "A fox is a good fox catching mice. It must be very hungry."

  Liu Qingshan rubbed the head of the little guy wearing a hat, and then continued to lead the family forward, it is better not to disturb it hunting.

  Finally, a miscellaneous forest appeared in front of it, with some pine trees and shrubs growing. The ground was covered with snow more than a foot thick, and there were many footprints coming and going.

   It can also be seen that there are traces of burnt paper on the front of some grave bags.

  Liu Qingshan’s family moved into Jiapigou later, so there is only the grave of his father Liu Zijun, which is covered by snow alone.

  At this time, erecting a monument is not advocated, so it is just a small grave bag.

   "Father, we are coming to see you!"

  Liu Qingshan choked up, then cleared an open space in front of the grave, placed offerings, and lit incense.

  He also opened a bottle of wine that he brought and put it in the middle, and then lit the yellow papers and smoke curled up.

  Besides Lin Zhi, the rest of the juniors all stood in a row, and even the lively fourth child had a solemn face.

Lin Zhi prayed softly: "Zijun, life at home is much better now, parents are in good health, Jinfeng is married, two and three are doing well in studies, and Sifeng is also obedient, don't worry... "

  The capped land, hunting the north wind, whispering softly, telling endless thoughts.

  The yellow paper is ignited, the heat rises, and when it encounters the surrounding cold air, it starts to swirl.

   "Ah, dad is here to collect the money!"

  The little old four let out an exclamation, and then covered his little mouth hard.

  In the rural folklore, the whirlwind is the ghost wind. When children see the whirlwind, they will say in their mouths: whirlwind whirlwind, you are a ghost, and three sickles will cut your legs.

  Mother Lin Zhi could no longer control the tears in her eyes, rolling down her cheeks.

  She quickly wiped it with her sleeve twice, then blinked vigorously, with a gratified smile on her face.

"Zijun, there is another important thing to tell you. The family has imported people, Hongying and Shanxing. They all recognize me as a godmother, and they will be our children from now on. You, the spirit in heaven, should protect them too. "

  Suddenly, the flames soared upwards, so that everyone couldn't help but take two steps back, and almost burned their hair and clothes.

   "Old sister, Wufeng, this is because dad is happy to see you."

  Xiao Laosi is not talking nonsense, because that is what she thinks in her heart.

   "Then kowtow to your father."

  Ling Zhi was full of sadness and joy. Seeing these children, she felt extremely regretful: If Zijun was still alive, it would be great...

  After the yellow paper was burned out, the children who kowtowed three times stood up, and Lin Zhi led them back.

   After all, the weather is still very cold, the faces of the two little guys are flushed from the cold.

   On the way back, everyone remained silent, still immersed in longing and sadness.

  Only the little fourth child still poked the fifth child: "Shan Xing, when you kowtowed just now, I didn't hear what you were muttering."

  Shan Xing just smiled shyly and didn't answer her. She was going to keep this secret in her heart.

   Seeing this, Liu Qingshan was also ready to ease the atmosphere, so he said to Yang Hongying: "Sister, I saw you talking about it just now, let me hear it?"

  Yang Hongying gave him a blank look, and didn't say a word. She was going to keep this secret in her heart.

   "You all have become my masters."

   Liu Qingshan's master is a dumb grandfather.

   "Sanfeng, your ears are itchy, right?"

   Seeing Yang Hongying reaching out to chase after him, Liu Qingshan immediately turned around and ran a few steps, and suddenly yelled: "Not good!"

  (end of this chapter)