Chapter 1041: Agree to Repair the Tomb (10,000 words, Monthly Pass +9)

Lin Xiuqing went to check the dried fish in the workshop after breakfast. These few days of continuous sunny days have allowed the temperature to climb to 27 or 28 degrees, and the dried fish in the workshop are almost dry.

Because of the rain a few days ago, the originally half-dried fish became damp again. Fortunately, it has been sunny for the past few days, and she has already collected several sacks early in the morning.

When Ye Yaodong went, she was checking the dryness piece by piece.

"Don't collect it with a sack?"

"Wait until the sun goes down in the evening to collect it. The weather is good today, dry it for another day, it will be drier. There is a little dew at night, and the beach will be damp. It's not so dry when touched early in the morning. Is the ground turned over?"

"Turned over, and the seeds are planted. You don't need help here, so I'll go buy meat."

"Go and carry the toilet to the cesspit to pour it? I didn't have the face to say it when eating there in the morning."

"Wait until the evening when it's almost dark to ask father to help pour it. What are you pouring in broad daylight? If you smoke people, you have to scold."

"Then you remember."

He didn't have the face to order the younger brothers to do this kind of work. People came to work, not specifically to do this. Let his own father do it, and he ordered it without any burden...

Because his father was used to doing it anyway...

These sunny days, with wind and waves, most of the men in the village were not idle, and they were all serving their own private plots. It seemed that there were more people in the village, and people were walking on the road.

Ye Yaodong walked in the village carrying the meat he just bought, and heard the villagers gossiping again, saying that the father and son of the old Wang family went to Haozi's house to make trouble again, asking for medical expenses.

It wasn't just the medical expenses for hitting people a few days ago, but also the medical expenses for hitting all the men in their family last year.

It had been pulling skin for several days. In the past few days, the Wang family had been making trouble at Haozi's door for three meals a day, morning, noon, and night, without stopping. The villagers were numb from watching the play.

Haozi's relatives originally went to the door to help block it, but later they were exhausted. Who has the time to stay in someone else's house all day and help people deal with broken things?

The old Wang family was unreasonable. If they didn't agree, the two families would do it. Every day, they would involve the fish in the pond. The relatives and neighbors who helped pull them apart didn't get beaten less.

The village committee didn't miss every fight, but they only moved their mouths and stood in the corner, mainly letting them pull their own skin. It was really that their family was too unpopular and didn't do human things.

"Just divorce, the two families have made such a scene, can the life still be lived?"

"They are all persuading peace, where is there to persuade separation? After the divorce, who can the two find? The reputation is so bad, just make do with it."

"This is also true..."

"Haozi heard that he has been shouting to divorce, but the Wang family refuses, saying that Haozi's family must compensate, first compensate for the medical expenses, and then talk about the divorce."

"Haozi was also beaten to the point of not being able to get out of bed, right?"

"I haven't heard of that. When they fought fiercely for those two days, relatives and neighbors helped to pull them. These two days, no one pulled them, and I don't know how it is. Didn't walk out of the door, didn't hear anyone say, now I hear that as long as you pass his door, his mother starts scolding, saying that everyone has bad intentions and specifically watches their family's jokes..."

The villagers were full of contempt.

Ye Yaodong heard the discussion all the way.

Also because the weather was good, everyone was sitting at the door mending nets and weaving nets, or chatting in twos and threes.

Some people were holding the clothes they had just washed, reluctant to go home to dry, and some were picking vegetables on the spot with vegetable baskets in their hands, chatting.

He listened all the way, and didn't go to the door to watch the excitement like his mother, and went straight home. Anyway, what should be known would spread into his ears sooner or later.

Running to the door to watch the excitement when idle, maybe he would have to get a body of trouble, not to mention that he was not interested in the broken things of the couple now.

If there is any progress gossip, his mother will say it at meal time.

When he returned home, his father had already finished the work ordered by the old lady, and the person was gone. He wanted to call his father to carry a manure in the evening, but there was no place to say it.

He muttered a few words, and the old lady heard it and said that she had already explained it.

It was really a heart-to-heart between the grandmother and grandson, and they thought of it together.

In the evening, their whole family also moved, and the dried fish and shrimp dried in the workshop were all collected. Two days of rain did not cause them any loss, and they were dried in time.

Spring rain is continuous, not just talking. Look, it didn't take two days to collect the dried fish, and the sky roared again, and it rained again.

Ye Chengyang looked at the thunder and lightning outside while eating breakfast, "Why don't you stop power?"

"Crow mouth, are you looking forward to power outage?"

"Hehe... feel like it hasn't been powered off for a long time, it used to be powered off as soon as it rained, and it blew a big wind."

"Memory is good, still remember the typhoon day."

Ye Chengyang proudly raised his chin, "Of course."

"Power outages are a bit more in summer, a bit less in spring, summer thunderstorms are more."

Ye Chenghu carried his schoolbag, wearing rain boots, crying with a face, sitting there eating breakfast, "Why do you have to go to school on a rainy day? This day has become so dark, why do you have to go to school."

"Because if you don't go to school, you will be beaten at home."

"Sigh..."

"Who is sighing all day as a child, don't sigh."

Ye Chenghu hung his head, full of unhappiness.

"It will be Qingming in two days, Qingming doesn't have to go to school, you can go to the mountain to sweep the tomb, and you can also ask for tomb cakes."

He instantly cheered up, "Then how many days are there until Qingming Festival?"

"The day after tomorrow."

He counted with his fingers, and his shoulders collapsed again, "Two more days! So long, have to read for two more days."

"It's raining, and you can take an umbrella to school in a while."

"What's so rare, I take it every day." He muttered.

Lin Xiuqing glanced at him, "Then don't take it today, just pick a leaf of wild taro, put it on your head and go to school?"

Ye Chenghu immediately silenced, didn't dare to speak, and quickly raked the porridge in the bowl, then put down the bowl and chopsticks, ran to get the umbrella hanging behind the door, and ran immediately.

"I'm finished, go to school."

It was dark in the room as if it were night early in the morning, and it felt very damp everywhere. The family had no other entertainment activities, so they all sat together to watch TV after eating.

From morning to night, the rain was continuous.

After raining for two days in a row, it gradually stopped, and the sky also glowed red, dispelling a piece of darkness.

It wasn't until this morning of Qingming that it completely cleared up, but there was mud everywhere on the road, and there were water droplets on the wild grass on the roadside, and everything exuded the fragrance of soil, and even the sea flavor was temporarily covered up.

Early in the morning, the whole family also took hoes, brooms, and yellow paper, and all prepared to wait at the door.

After the three brothers came out, they were ready to set off.

After the men went to sweep the tomb, only Lin Xiuqing and Ye Xiaoxi were left at home. The next door was the same, only Ye sister-in-law and Ye second sister-in-law were left, and other children followed, and by the way, asked for tomb cakes.

Ye aunt and her husband came over early in the morning, ready to sweep the tomb together.

Ye father had already greeted her early in the morning. It turned out that the husband's family had already swept the tomb a few days ago taking advantage of the sunny weather, so the two of them had time to come to the mother's house to go to the grave today.

In fact, their family's tomb had not been repaired, and it didn't matter if they didn't sweep it. After all, they hadn't been completely buried in the tomb, but the form still had to be walked.

The weeds that should be cleared should be cleared, and the paper money that should be burned should be burned. Otherwise, what would the ancestors spend?

"Is mother going at her age?" Ye aunt looked at the old lady who was also wearing rain boots, leaning on a crutch and being helped by Ye mother to come out, surprised.

"Mother said she hadn't gone to the mountain to worship for a few years, taking advantage of the fact that she can still walk, she plans to go to the mountain to worship this year, and don't know if she can walk in the future." Ye mother said.

Ye father also said: "This road is not good, if you can't walk later, it's not difficult for them to carry it."

"That's fine, anyway, they are all strong young men, it's nothing to carry up and down the mountain," Ye aunt smiled, "Then shall we walk to the village entrance to wait for eldest brother and second brother?"

"Go, they should be waiting at the village entrance."

Now the road is flat, the old lady also refused them to carry, just leaning on the crutch and walking slowly.

A large family walked to the village in a mighty way. The big road in the village was also basically a mighty group of people, in groups, either holding hoes or brooms.

Everyone chatted while walking, feeling like the whole village was mobilized.

There were also people who had already swept the tomb in advance, sitting at the door watching.

After Ye father's family met with Ye eldest brother and Ye second brother's two families, everyone walked directly forward. The three brothers didn't communicate, didn't have a smile, and all had a stinking face.

Fortunately, the cousins of the next generation had communication, but they were all leaning towards Ye Yaodong's three brothers. As soon as they saw them coming over, they all greeted them.

Let the three brothers be the most promising among their cousins now, especially Ye Yaodong, who is famous in the ten miles and eight villages.

Everyone surrounded him, chatting while walking, which eased the embarrassment of the three brothers of Ye father being silent.

"Why bring A-Niang? At her age, just let her stay at home."

"It just rained, the ground is wet everywhere, it's easy to fall."

Ye Yaopeng repeated the set of rhetoric his mother said before, and others didn't speak and had no opinion.

If you want to go, go.

The old lady didn't cry to go to the grave like she said before. That was too ugly, and it was too face-losing. How could it be her own son. 【1

If you want to go there, then go.

The old lady didn't cry all the way to visit the grave as she had said before; that would be too unsightly and would lose too much face, as he was her own son after all.

It's fine for the family to bicker among themselves, but they shouldn't lose face in front of outsiders.

Family matters should be resolved by the family; there is no need to provide a laughingstock for others.

Ye's eldest aunt and second aunt still didn't come as usual, so only Ye's mother followed along because she had to support the old lady.

Once they reached the mountain path to head up, the brothers began taking turns carrying the old lady on their backs, while the children had all run off without a trace to beg for grave cakes. Anyway, when it was time to sweep the graves in a while, they would naturally all run back one by one.

Ye's eldest uncle frowned as he watched, "Why follow along? Just adding trouble for no reason. This road isn't easy to walk, and she still has to be carried. If someone doesn't stand steady and they fall together, it will be everyone who suffers then."

Ye's second uncle also added: "Exactly. At her age, she should just stay at home peacefully. Even the young people find this road hard to walk, let alone an old lady like you. Wouldn't it be the same to come and pay respects when the grave is repaired?"

"I'm afraid that when I die, I won't even see the grave repaired. If I don't come to pay respects now, who knows if I'll have the chance next year? I already have one foot in the grave; who knows how much longer I can last?"

"How could it come to that? It's already been agreed with the third son that we'll find someone to repair the grave after Qingming."

"The eldest doesn't agree. He thinks that because of a dead person, we are trying to force him, a living person, to his death."

Ye's eldest uncle wore a sour face, "It's already been delayed for so many years, how much difference can a few more years make? You all have money, you don't lack money, or you have many sons who are all by your side, so it doesn't cost much when split up. I can't do it; I have no one and no money, what am I supposed to use to act like a big shot?"

"You just need to agree. As for the money, Dongzi here can help pay it in advance..."

"That won't do. If he pays for everything, will I be buried there later? Will he let me be buried? Wouldn't it become the ancestral grave of the third son's branch?"

"He'll pay it in advance, and you can pay him back whenever you have money..."

"Then I didn't actually pay this money, won't the ancestors stop protecting me? This kind of ancestral matter must be paid for by everyone together. Let's talk about it in a few years. You all know my current situation; must you keep talking about repairing the grave at this time? Can't you look after us living people first?"

The old lady was so angry that she picked up her cane to hit him, but he dodged it, walked a few steps quickly, and went ahead, ignoring everyone behind him.

The simple graveyard where the ashes were placed was almost reached.

Ye's second uncle suddenly didn't know what to say. Ever since Ye Yaohong went inside, the two brothers had grown somewhat distant and were no longer as thick as thieves as they used to be. After all, his own son had also been swindled out of money, and he had no idea that Ye's eldest uncle still hadn't agreed.

Ye Yaodong and his two brothers had known Ye's eldest uncle's attitude for a long time, so their expressions remained unchanged.

But the other group of cousins looked at each other in dismay, and they all fell silent.

The old lady was there, scolding with full vigor, "What's the use of giving birth to such a son? It would have been better to drown him in a urine bucket back then. No matter how you reason with him, he just won't listen; it's just unfilial."

"What kind of sin have I committed? It's just a simple grave repair, which is good for everyone, and it also lets your father protect you more. Yet one by one, you refuse this and refuse that. My lips are worn out from talking, and it's all useless..."

"In the past few years, everyone was struggling, so that's one thing. But in these few years, things have clearly gotten better, and that's the ancestors' protection. You can't blame others for the eldest's poor situation. Everyone should help pay this money together, get the grave repaired, and writing an IOU would be the same, wouldn't it..."

"Are you all trying to anger me to death? You're also thinking of leaving me with nowhere to be buried after I die..."

The old lady became angrier the more she spoke. While being carried on someone's back, she directly took her cane and hit Ye's second uncle's back nearby.

It didn't really hurt Ye's second uncle much, but seeing the people around sweeping the graves looking over, his expression changed, and he hurriedly explained, "I agree, Mother. I have no objections. I agree to repair the grave, and I am willing to pay. It's been so many years; it's only right to repair a grave for our father..."

Ye's father hurriedly walked to Ye Yaodong's side to avoid the cane hitting him later. If people saw it, they would think he was unfilial, and he would be talked about behind his back.

The others also hurriedly tried to persuade the old lady.

"We're almost there, don't move around. Otherwise, on a day like this after the rain, the road is slippery, and the mountain path isn't easy to walk. If you don't fall, you might cause two people to fall. It doesn't matter if we young people fall, but don't let you fall; that would be troublesome."

"That's right, don't move around. Whatever it is, let's talk when we get there. We will all help talk to the eldest uncle."

"Exactly, there are people coming and going on the mountain to burn incense; it doesn't look good..."

"You all know it doesn't look good, but he has lived all these years in vain."

After the old lady scolded him, she stopped. Seeing that the graveyard was just around the corner, they had arrived.

The surroundings were overgrown with weeds, and some paths were worn out by people, but fortunately, it was much easier to walk than the muddy, steep slope on the way up the mountain. Furthermore, there was grass on the ground, so stepping on it wouldn't be slippery, nor would it get one's feet covered in mud.

By the time everyone arrived, Ye's eldest uncle and his son were already there, and Ye's eldest uncle had already knelt down in advance to cry and complain.

"... Why is my life so bitter? I'm over fifty, and there's not even a glimmer of hope in my life..."

"Father... I really have no choice. If I had money, could I not repair the grave for you? I really have no money. I have two sons in total; one is ruined and hasn't come out after several years. Now I only have one son left by my side, and life is tight. I really have the heart but lack the strength..."

"Father, you must also protect me, protect Afan. We are all your own sons and grandsons. When we have money, we will definitely repair the grave for you, build a big grave, let you lie comfortably, and burn lots of paper money for you, so that you can live comfortably down there too..."

"I really have no choice now. You must also be understanding of me and protect me more. I kowtow to you; I can even kneel here forever..."

As soon as the old lady was put down, she immediately walked forward quickly and hit him with her cane.

"Protect you? You have to repair the grave first! You can't even bear to repair a grave; how can you expect your father to protect you? You can come up with thousands or tens of thousands of dollars, but you lack the money to repair a grave?"

"When you were so rich back then, why didn't you think about repairing the grave? You only thought about yourself. It was a waste to raise you. It's a good thing I didn't rely on you for old-age care. If I had, wouldn't you have considered me a burden and kicked me out to beg for food?"

"Mother, I really can't come up with this money. You know the situation in my house. There is still a huge debt hanging over Ahong's case, and the house was emptied long ago..."

"It's already been said that Dongzi can pay for the repairs first. When the time comes, you can write an IOU, and it will still count as your share. As long as you intend to pay it back, what's the difference?"

"How can that be the same? When people talk about it, it will still be him who paid for it."

"Then go borrow from others. You have 4 daughters; if each borrows a little and helps out, can't you get it? What are daughters for? Daughters are for critical moments; if help is needed, they should help the family if they can. Otherwise, it was a waste to raise them so big. Once married, they don't need their maiden family anymore?"

"How could it be that easy to borrow..."

The old lady immediately sat on the ground and cried loudly, "Oh, you are doing this on purpose, not wanting your father to be buried! You just want him to be exposed to the wind and rain outside. The old man's life is bitter; he can't even rest in peace after death, and there's nowhere to bury him..."

"How does this make me dare to die? When I die, I will also have nowhere to be buried. I don't dare to die, I don't dare to die... Old man, you must protect me so I can live longer, so I can still scold them and urge them to repair a grave for you..."

"So that after we die, we won't have to become lonely ghosts, not even having a place to be buried..."

Hearing the old lady speak so heavily, everyone was scared and hurriedly stepped forward to persuade her.

The way she said it, wasn't it like saying they would have no place to be buried? Everyone's face turned pale.

People live for the sake of their life and their afterlife.

"Mother, we were wrong. We will repair it immediately, repair it quickly. Please don't say such things..."

"That's right, that's right. We will find workers to repair the grave immediately after we go down the mountain..."

"Yes, don't be like this. We will build the graveyard big and will definitely let Father lie comfortably..."

One by one, the sons and grandsons also knelt on the ground together, persuading her with one sentence after another.

Ye's eldest uncle's face also turned pale, and he couldn't even speak.

Ye Yaofan also hurriedly spoke up, "Father, let's just agree. Everyone says to repair it; if you're the only one who doesn't, Grandfather will be angry underground."

"Old man, if you can hear me, go find the eldest tonight and talk to him. It's useless for us to talk. If you want to have a place to be buried, you must tell him in a dream..."

"I have enjoyed the blessings of my children and grandchildren, but you haven't. I have nothing else I can do for you, I can only burn more paper money for you. I have no other way; I am old, and my words don't carry any weight. No one takes me seriously; they all treat me like an old person who won't die, so I had to come here specially today to ask you to help speak up..."

"You have to rely on yourself now; I can't do it anymore, I'm useless..."

Ye's father felt cold sweat pouring down. He didn't expect his mother to speak so heavily, which made him panic, "No... Mother... The eldest brother will definitely agree. Let's clear the weeds first, clear the weeds first..."

"Clear what weeds? There isn't even a proper graveyard. Who am I clearing them for? I want to lie down but can't..."

Ye's second uncle also hurriedly went to pull Ye's eldest uncle, whose face was pale and covered in cold sweat, "Speak up! It has to be repaired sooner or later. Agree early and repair it early. What are you holding out for? If there was a way, Ahong would have been released long ago. Anyway, he can get a sentence reduction inside. You might as well repair the grave early, beg Father to protect him so he can come out early, and also protect your own life so it's better."

"Maybe it's because Father thinks we are unfilial and has been protecting Dongzi instead. Let's be more sincere in the future, burn more incense, burn more paper money, and pray more."

Ye's eldest aunt also pointed at Ye's eldest uncle's nose and scolded: "Are you trying to anger Mother to death, or are you trying to anger our father so much that he crawls out of the ground to hit you? How hard can it be to repair a grave? Don't you want to be buried in it later? Be careful that Father doesn't go to your dreams to scold you to death tonight. Now that you are in front of him, you are still silent."

"No... no..."

"When the time comes, how much will it cost to repair the grave? I'll lend it to you first, just give me an IOU. That way, it will still count as your money..."

Ye's eldest uncle nodded, but the old lady didn't see it.

The old lady continued to cry and complain, "Old man, I don't know how much longer I can live. I probably won't be able to come up the mountain to see you next year. When I die..."

He hurriedly knelt in front of the old lady, "Mother... Mother... I was wrong, I was wrong. Repair, repair, repair, repair, repair. I will smash the pots and sell the iron to beg for food to repair the grave for Father."

"Who asked you to smash pots and sell iron to beg for food? If I have a bite to eat, how could I let you go hungry? Can life be harder now than when you were young? You all grew up drinking my blood. When there was no milk to drink, you could only drink blood. If I have a bite to eat, you will never starve..."

"Yes, yes, yes..."

"When the time comes to repair the grave, let Afan help with the work. He can have work to do, and it can count as some wages to subsidize things. Repairing a graveyard doesn't cost much money. Using labor to offset it is about the same. You keep yelling about having no money, no money... you've yelled yourself into bad luck..."

Ye's eldest uncle had nothing to say at this moment and just nodded.

"That's settled then. Stand up, everyone stand up. Mother, what you said is too scary and too unlucky." Ye's father hurriedly helped the old lady up.

"How is it scary? I'm just telling the truth, isn't it? The grave isn't repaired, how dare I die? If I die, I have to keep one eye open watching?"

"Stop talking, stop talking. You sit on the side and rest first. We will clear the weeds around here first. When the time comes, let's just choose this spot to repair the grave, shall we?"

Ye's second uncle said hesitantly: "Repair it here? Should we find someone to look at where the feng shui is better?"

"I think the feng shui here is quite good. It's been several years, and everyone has been safe and sound, without illness or disaster..."

Ye Yaofan wanted to say something but stopped, not daring to speak.

Ye's eldest uncle saw that the old lady had sat up and stopped crying, so he relaxed a bit and spoke up at this time.

"Let's choose a new graveyard. I think this piece of land is not good for our branch. Let's choose one that is good for everyone."

"How is it not good? That's man-made; what does it have to do with feng shui?" Ye's father said bluntly.

"Bad feng shui will affect people..."

"It's a matter of character; what does it have to do with feng shui? We already decided on this spot at the beginning, and we applied to the village committee a few years ago. We will be buried here in the future."

"That can also be changed. It's just going to the village committee to say hello. What's so difficult about that? And it doesn't cost money."

"But this piece of land was also looked at by someone. People said it was good here. If you find someone to look at it again, won't it be the same?"

"How can it be the same? Finding a better piece of land is better..."

Ye's father and Ye's eldest uncle argued back and forth. It wasn't the turn of the younger generation to speak about choosing the graveyard.

And Ye's second uncle was also hesitant. His family's situation in the past few years couldn't be called good, but it wasn't bad either. If they changed to a new graveyard, who knew if it would be good or bad?

Ye Yaodong frowned as he watched his father arguing with his eldest uncle, while the others listened from the side.

"How about we clear the weeds first? Anyway, regardless of whether it's repaired here or not, the weeds around here have to be cleared. The grass is already taller than the ash box."

"Then let's clear the weeds first. Eldest uncle and third uncle can discuss it first..."

"Then let's tidy it up first..."

After the matter of repairing the grave was agreed upon, the choice of location became a big problem again. The two old men over fifty argued until their faces were red and their necks were thick, and neither could convince the other.

For Ye's father, of course, this graveyard was good. After all, their family had become more and more prosperous in the past few years, rising step by step, flourishing and thriving.

But for Ye's eldest uncle, these past few years had been miserable to the extreme. The ancestral graveyard was related to the feng shui of future generations; how could he just bury them here directly and affect the future feng shui of their branch?

Everything else could be compromised, but this matter related to the feng shui of future generations could not be compromised.

Ye Yaodong felt a headache listening to this. In his previous life, it was actually his eldest uncle who took the lead in repairing the grave.

Because in 1987, two years later, the old lady accidentally fell in the vegetable patch at the back door of the old house and passed away. At that time, Ye Yaohong had made a fortune in these few years, so he suggested repairing a grave and burying the old man and the old lady together.

Once it was proposed, everyone agreed without a word, and the three branches split the cost equally. It was also this same graveyard that was chosen without any changes, and it was resolved very harmoniously.

There were no problems, and there were no discordant voices.

As a result, they had to argue again for the location, and his eldest uncle's family didn't want this graveyard anymore.

If this problem wasn't solved, the grave couldn't be repaired, and they would have to return to the starting point.

Until the grass within a diameter of about ten meters around had been cleared and the yellow paper had been burned, and they were almost ready to set off firecrackers, the two old men still hadn't finished arguing.

"Repairing the grave is fine, I have no objections. The money that should be paid will be split equally among our three families, but this graveyard must be re-selected. We will call an old gentleman to take another look, and the money for that will also be split equally among everyone."

"It's already been looked at, it's just here..."

"It's just not good here!"

When the children ran back, they heard the arguing from afar. They didn't even need to check if they had taken the wrong path; they just followed the sound and came over, and then one by one, they all stood very honestly beside their own fathers.

"What's wrong, Father?"

"Children shouldn't ask so much."

The old lady listened to their argument and was helpless. Who could be sure about feng shui? If one burial wasn't done well and it affected future generations, the sin would be great.

"Father, go ask the Bodhisattva. Doesn't Great-Grandmother like to ask the Bodhisattva?"

This child's voice sounded particularly abrupt, and everyone heard it.

"What Bodhisattva to ask for this? This needs to be asked of a gentleman who understands feng shui..."

The old lady frowned, "Stop arguing, you all. Go pay respects first and offer the incense first. When I go back, I will go to the temple and throw the divination blocks to see if the Bodhisattva says to change it or not. If it doesn't need to be changed, then choose this piece of land. If it needs to be changed, then we will call a gentleman who understands feng shui to take a look."

"Will that work? Usually, if the Bodhisattva doesn't agree, you can throw them several times?" Ye's eldest uncle questioned.

"I will only throw them once this time to see what the Bodhisattva says. Uh... should I ask Mazu instead? The Tianhou Temple is closer. They are all immortals, so asking either one should be the same."

"How can it be so childish? It's better to call someone who understands to take a look first."

"Ask Mazu. Who knows if the person who looks at feng shui is effective? At that time, it was said that the feng shui of this piece of land was very good and could make our whole family prosperous. If it were really effective, why would we need to look for another piece of land? We just need to wait for a long time, and future generations will naturally get better and better. If you think this piece of land is not good, will changing to another one make it better? Anyway, he can't see it accurately; it's all ineffective."

What the old lady said made Ye's eldest uncle hesitate a little.

"Let's just do it this way. Wait for me to go back and ask. Maybe the feng shui of this piece of land is good, and your family just hasn't reached the time to benefit from it. It will take a few more years for everyone to take turns getting rich."

"We've already been unlucky to this point, it's impossible to be even more unlucky. It's bad to the extreme, so of course, it will get better."

Ye's father couldn't help but say: "Maybe it could be even more miserable. It was only because of the ancestors' protection that it was only ten years. Afan didn't have much of a relationship with it, and he came out in a few months."

When Ye's eldest uncle heard this, the veins on his forehead bulged. He grabbed a handful of dirt and threw it directly at Ye's father.

The old lady also took her cane and hit Ye's father, "What kind of talk is that?"

Ye's father slapped his own mouth and gave an embarrassed, awkward smile, "I was talking nonsense, but one must think of the good side in everything. That's definitely right; one can't just think about the unlucky things..."

The old lady smoothed things over, "When the graveyard is repaired and the old man lies down properly, having a place to rest, he will definitely be able to protect you better. It will definitely be better than it is now."

"Everyone hurry up and take turns offering incense. After offering incense, we can go back and ask the Bodhisattva."

"Then let's offer incense, take turns offering incense..."

After a scene and a round of arguing, everyone was well-behaved and obediently took turns offering three sticks of incense each.

Ye Yaodong didn't cause any trouble, and he didn't have the nerve to make a wish, fearing that his grandfather hadn't finished digesting last year's yet, so he honestly offered three sticks of incense.

If he wanted to make a wish, he had to give his grandfather a treat first, get the graveyard repaired, and then make a few more wishes properly.

After everyone offered incense and burned the paper money, they bowed together and then set off firecrackers.

The basket of grave cakes that had been prepared in advance was not approached by anyone during their argument. People who had originally come to beg for grave cakes heard the intense argument here and gave up.

As a result, they carried a basket up, but there was no one to share it with, and it remained that same basket, untouched.

"What should we do? A whole basket of grave cakes was ordered, and it's impossible to return them. Just now, with us arguing here, I guess no one dared to come close."

"Let us people here share them, two or three for each person. At least we can take them back to fill our stomachs."

"Then let the children take two and the adults take three, so we don't have to carry them back untouched."

"Fine, let's just share them among ourselves."

Each child already had a long string of grave cakes around their neck, at least seven or eight of them. In just the hour or two they had been up the mountain, they were all quite capable of running around.

Seeing that they could share their own family's grave cakes, they happily took off the ones around their necks, untied one end of the rope, threaded two more on, and then put them back over their heads. Their chests were covered in a round string of light cakes, boys and girls alike.

Ye Yaodong also threaded them for Ye Chengyang and helped him put them over his head, "Look at your pants and your body, they are all covered in mud. Did you fall while running?"

"Yes, the mud on this road is too slippery, and I fell several times."

"You're going to get beaten again when you get back."

"We have a washing machine!"

"Heh, that's convenient for you? Aren't you afraid of having no clothes to change into?"

"Great-Grandmother said that the washing machine is great. Just spin-dry it and it's dry. We don't have to worry about being covered in mud every day."

"Let's go, time to go home."

Everyone was walking and gnawing on the light cakes. He also took one and gnawed on it while walking; it was salty and surprisingly delicious.

The old lady was carried down the mountain by the cousins as usual.

On the way down the mountain, only the cousins were talking as usual, while his father's three brothers continued to remain silent.

"Are we going to follow Grandma to the temple to throw the divination blocks later?"

"Do we have to go too? Isn't it enough for my father and the others to go? Anyway, the three of them are the ones in charge. Let the three of them accompany the old lady to the temple to throw them and act as witnesses."

"Is that to ask the Bodhisattva? Or to ask Mazu?"

"The Mazu temple is closer. It's the same; they are all immortals," the old lady said from the back.

Ye Yaodong felt it was very childish, but he knew that his father wouldn't agree to change the graveyard anyway. With his father following, he felt relieved.

A group of people walked slowly down the mountain. Many people on the mountain were also sweeping graves, some from the village, some from the neighboring village, and some from the surrounding villages. Those who knew each other greeted each other, and those who didn't just went their own way.

Ye Yaodong watched Ye Chengyang fall every three steps and stumble every five steps. Fearing that he would get the light cakes around his neck dirty, he kindly helped him take them off and held them for him, then watched him slide to the foot of the mountain while falling as he walked.

His whole person looked like he had been fished out of the mud. He was clean from the chest up, but from the chest down, he was incredibly dirty, to the point where the original color of his clothes couldn't even be seen.

A group of children also mocked him all the way, but each of them had also fallen more or less, and their bodies were all covered in mud, which was completely a case of the pot calling the kettle black.

Other people's children were the same. On this kind of mountain road and dirt road after rain, even if they didn't fall, they would still have mud on their feet.

"Yangyang, you're going to get beaten by your mother!"

"You're the same."

"I'm taller than my mother, my mother can't hit me," Ye Chenghai said happily.

Ye Chenghu said triumphantly: "My family has a washing machine!"

"Then you'll still get beaten if you get dirty."

"But my family has a washing machine!"

"But you're still very dirty."

"But my family has a washing machine!"

"Damn... shut up..."

Ye Yaopeng immediately lowered his face and scolded, "Ye Chenghai, what did you say?"

Ye Chenghu jumped up and down happily and shook his head, trying to anger them to death, "My family has a washing machine~"

"Want to hit you!"

"My family has a washing machine~"

Everyone was so annoyed that their teeth itched, and they all chased after him.

He turned his head and saw them, and was so scared that he immediately ran, "Ah!! What are you doing?"

"Don't run, come over and let us beat you up first."

"Ah... no..."

"Dongzi, you bought a washing machine?" Others heard this and looked at him with envy.

"Yeah, it's always raining, the children's clothes can't dry, and they get covered in mud every day, so I bought a washing machine. It can also save Aqing a lot of trouble; she's very busy now too."

"Really rich, that must cost several hundred or a thousand yuan, right?"

"Just a few hundred yuan."

《Just》

"Your family has everything now, right? When are you buying a refrigerator? I heard that the refrigerator is also great, bigger and more expensive!"

"I heard that there are color TVs now, color televisions, not our black and white ones..."

"Yeah, when are you buying one? Let us all see it too..."

"Then you all pray more for me to get rich. When I can afford to buy one, I'll tell you all and let you see it too."

"Hehe..."

Who wants to pray for you to get rich?

Everyone was slandering in their hearts. He was already so rich, and they still had to pray for him to get rich? If they could pray, they would definitely pray for themselves.

Ye Yaodong also looked at everyone's expressions with a smile.

The old lady said: "Tell your grandfather to protect you more."

Everyone: "..."