Chapter 694

His grandfather's days were difficult at that time. He was a beggar who came to the seaside, and then took root in their village. Later, he was diligent and hardworking, and with the help of the villagers, he built a house and married a wife.

Getting to the bottom of it, he was actually not a local who grew up here.

His grandfather didn't have the conditions to build a graveyard in advance at that time. After he died, his father and the others temporarily built a coffin-shaped grave with stones, as long as the coffin could be put in.

Speaking of this, Ye Fu sighed.

"Before the year, when I was well-off, I told your eldest uncle and second uncle about wanting to build a grave for your grandfather. The family has labor, just invite a master, and the materials don't cost much money. Everyone pays together, and it doesn't cost much for three people to share."

"As a result, they pushed back and forth, all saying they had no money, and talked about later. They said it wasn't left outside to be exposed to the wind and sun, and it was already better than some people's. Many families' graves are like this. Wait until a few years later, when they are about to be buried, then everyone will pay together to build a bigger one with a few more positions."

Ye Yaodong frowned tightly. "They just thought about waiting until they were about to lie down themselves, then build it for themselves? They felt it was a pity to build a grave in advance?"

"Just reluctant to spend money."

"Always have to pay. Grandfather, everyone has a share. Build a grave early or late, it has to be built. Building a grave early can also be cheaper."

Waiting for those uncles of his to hang up, that's a long wait, it'll be 20 or 30 years later, and they won't let people build graves in the future.

The old lady doesn't know how many years she can live either. You can't just build one temporarily. Build one in advance and put it there, and you'll be prepared for a rainy day.

Many old people in their countryside have coffins prepared on the beams in their rooms in advance, just so they won't be in a hurry temporarily. I heard that the emperors in ancient times started building mausoleums as soon as they took the throne.

"Sigh, it has to be built. Your grandmother is already over 80, who knows how many years she can eat? But your two uncles are not in a hurry and are not willing to build it now. I can't just pay for it myself. The three brothers have to pay together and build it together."

"Annoying to death. I talked to them about it a few days ago, and they just said they had no money. Forget it, wait two years and talk about it. Your two cousins went in, and your eldest uncle's spirit doesn't look that good, so it's not good to argue with him."

"Then let's pay for it ourselves. After building it, it will belong to our own room."

"How can that be? They are all born of the same father. How can you leave them behind when building a grave? Talk about it a year or two later."

That's really depressing. Their family can't build a graveyard specially and bury his grandfather and grandmother in their family graveyard, leaving his uncles aside. This is also their father and mother, and they also have a share.

Now even Ye Yaodong is unhappy.

"Then if they never build it, are we really going to wait 20 or 30 years to build it?"

"Then we certainly can't wait that long. Wait two years and see. See if any of your cousins have made something of themselves. If they have, as long as one is willing to pay for it, the other will have no choice."

That's all we can do.

It's just that Qingming Festival has arrived, otherwise he wouldn't have thought of building a grave. Counting it up, he is also an unfilial descendant.

Think about it, the old lady was in a bad mood all day yesterday. I guess building a grave is also the top priority on the old lady's mind now.

This year, Qingming can only make do with sweeping the graves first. See if we can change a feng shui treasure land for his grandfather next year to prosper the whole family.

Their family is not short of tiles on the roof. A small pile is piled up in the corner, all left over from building the house, kept for backup. After all, there are typhoons every year, and the roof has to be repaired every year.

Ye Yaopeng and Ye Yaohua repaired it together, and the speed was quite fast. It was almost repaired in more than an hour.

He and his father supported the ladder, let them climb down slowly, and then finished work and went home.

Ye Dasao and Ye Ersao also seemed to be fine, discussing while walking, each catching a few piglets to raise later.

Ye Yaohua also smiled to relieve the unpleasantness just now. "Raising them together, sharing the work, it can be a bit easier."

Ye Ersao: "It's easy to say. If you raise too many, it's tiring. Just cutting pig grass and cooking pig food all day long is tiring enough."

"What work isn't tiring? What money is easy to earn?" Ye Yaopeng also said.

Speaking of this, Ye Dasao suddenly said craftily: "I heard that some seaside fishermen in the south don't fish anymore. Bigger fishing boats are used to pull foreign goods. It's very profitable, earning hundreds or thousands of yuan in one trip, money comes..."

Ye Yaopeng hurriedly said: "This can't be said..."

Ye Yaohua also hurriedly refused: "We can't do illegal things. There are quite a few people caught every three days. I heard that many were shot last year. Can't do it, can't do it. We are ordinary common people, and we are not unable to live."

"I heard that the one in our village, the one who bought our previous foundation, is specifically doing this. I heard that there are a lot of things piled up in the house. I don't know if it's true or not. I used to see a lot of workers, but I haven't seen them in these few months."

"Why care about others? Just take care of yourself."

Ye Yaodong listened silently on the side. There is no wall that doesn't leak in this world. After a long time, someone will always know. Guessing back and forth will only increase people's curiosity, and more and more people will know.

However, I guess they have many bases, not necessarily just this one in the village. Changing places after one shot, if they don't appear for a period of time, they can stabilize.

At least it counts as an acquaintance. He also hopes that people will be safe and earn big money. More friends mean more paths.

Seeing that they were about to walk to the center of the village, he changed the subject: "Dad said tomorrow morning from 7 to 9 is a good time, let us get up early to sweep the graves. It's too late to order light cakes. I'll bring more coins then. If there aren't enough light cakes, I'll distribute money."

"Distribute money? Give money directly?"

"Ah? Can you give money directly? Isn't it all giving grave cakes?"

They hurriedly asked questions, and at the same time, their attention was diverted.

"The group of children at home will probably bring back a pile of cakes today..."

"I don't know if it's enough. Anyway, if it's not enough, just distribute money, it's a bit easier, and it's more popular. Anyway, there's no place to order it now."

Ye Yaohua thought about it and felt it seemed okay. "Then you bring some money for backup. When the time comes, we'll share the cost together, no need to ask Dad to pay."

His father's three brothers take turns to bear the cost of sweeping graves every year. This year it is his father's turn to be the main sacrificer, and the other two uncles only need to go to sweep graves and weed.

"Hmm, that's what I thought too."

Ye Dasao said hesitantly: "This doesn't seem to have seen anyone distribute money for sweeping graves..."

Ye Ersao said happily: "What's wrong with that? Don't light cakes need money to buy? It's better to convert to cash. If it were me, I would definitely prefer money. This is a good idea, and it saves from ordering too many light cakes, not being able to distribute them, and wasting them at home."

Others thought about it, and it was the same reason. Money and cakes, they would definitely choose money.

Ye Yaopeng also relaxed at this time and said: "We don't have many coins at home. Dongzi has more coins. You pay first, and we'll share it together later."

"Hmm, as long as you have no opinion."

At this time, it was almost 4 o'clock. They were walking on the big road in the village and could see people coming back with hoes and brooms in twos and threes.

Eating lunch and going to sweep graves, it's about the same at this point. People with clean graves will come back earlier.

Some children playing on the road also had a light cake in their hands, and some followed behind these people carrying hoes and brooms, being driven away by adults, saying they had finished sweeping graves and came back, before they scattered.

Some children were covered in mud, so dirty that their shoes and pants colors could hardly be seen, and a large string of light cakes hung around their necks. One look and you knew they had just come back from the mountain.

When Ye Yaodong and the others returned home, they also saw their own children jumping and jumping at the door, with a large string of light cakes hanging around their necks, noisy.

"I counted, I have 16!"

"Then I must have 16 too..."

"You ate a few on the road, and we ran fast, so we asked for a few more."

"It's all Yangyang, annoying to death, walking slowly, and have to wait for him..."

Lin Xiuqing also shouted at them from the courtyard gate: "Hurry home to take a bath and change clothes, you are all mud, scaring people to death. Those who don't know will think you went to the mud pond and rolled a circle before coming back."

"It rained, the road was too slippery, it was all mud, and the road on the mountain was not easy to walk..." Ye Chenghu pouted and argued.

And Ye Chengyang grabbed Lin Xiuqing's pants flatteringly, raised his head and said pitifully: "The light cake is not dirty, Mom."

Ye Yaodong walked closer and saw that he was almost a mud man, mud from the chest down, and there were a few mud marks on his face. It was hard for him to protect the light cakes well without getting them dirty.

Lin Xiuqing looked at his black claws, and there were several claw prints on her pant legs. She said helplessly: "Look at your hands!"

Ye Chengyang looked down and was so scared that he hurriedly let go of his hand. Immediately after, he reached out to pat the claw prints on his mother's pants, but the claw prints became more and more...

Lin Xiuqing moved to the side speechlessly. "Alright, alright, I didn't scold you, go home and take a bath."

"You guys made a fortune today? Got rich, can eat as a meal for a week, no need to light a fire at home."

"Ah? No, no, I'm almost choking to death... can't eat anymore..." Ye Chenghu protested first.

His family has too many good things to eat. His father is willing to leave any good food back. If he really asked him to gnaw on light cakes for seven days, how could he stand it?

Ye Chenghai also said with a worried face: "My neck is stretched from eating, and I drank several mouthfuls of tea when I came back, only then did I feel it swallowed into my stomach."

"Who told you not to come back for lunch? You have the nerve to say, you are all dirty, and you are still talking here. You don't know how to take a bath first. Wash your clothes tonight yourself." Ye Dasao glared at them.

Ye Ersao also shouted at her three: "You are dirtier than the pigs in the pigsty, why don't you hurry into the house and take a bath? Still standing at the door, what are you waiting for? Waiting to be whipped?"

This group of children was scolded, and only then did they put away their excitement and hurriedly returned to their homes.