Chapter 637

In later generations, some people said that no one should look down on farmers, because if you count up three generations along your genealogy, they are all farmers.

Hearing Fu Guiru's father was also a farmer, so even if he died in the city, his grave was in the countryside.

It was just that Hearing Fu Guiru took a son and a daughter to drill back and forth in the cornfield for half an hour, and couldn't find the grave she remembered.

The July cornfield is a steamer that doesn't let air in. If people stay in the cornfield for too long, they are covered in sweat.

And the edges of the corn leaves have serrated fiber protrusions, which can make people deeply realize what "sour and refreshing" is after being pulled on skin soaked in sweat.

【Can the fabric of this era make sun-protective clothing? If so, I will arrange for the factory to produce it when I go back.】

Li Ye felt quite sour and refreshing at this time, his arms were full of marks pulled by corn leaves, and it was itchy and uncomfortable.

But he didn't dare to complain, because his mother Hearing Fu Guiru, with his sister Fu Yiruo, was also looking for it in front!

The sweat and marks on the two women were more than those on Li Ye's body. What qualifications does Li Ye, a big man, have to complain?

Ten minutes later, Fu Yiruo, who had eaten the least hardship since she was a child, finally couldn't help it, pouted and said to her mother: "Mom, there is not a single grave here, did you remember the place wrong?"

Hearing Fu Guiru stopped her steps, was silent for a long time, then smiled sourly, and said helplessly: "Maybe! I'm old, and my memory is not good. Let's go to the main road to pay respects."

Li Ye looked at his mother walking out of the cornfield and could also taste her loneliness and disappointment.

His mother's memory was very good. On the way here, every turn, every embankment, and even a few old trees could be remembered clearly.

Even if she couldn't be precise to a certain position, the mother and children had searched the cornfield within a few hundred meters, so they should have found it.

So there is only one possibility: the Fu family's ancestral grave had been leveled by someone after twenty years of not coming to pay respects.

Li Ye had asked Hearing Fu Guiru. Although he didn't have an uncle, and Grandpa only had Hearing Fu Guiru as a daughter, he had two distant cousins.

That is to say, although they were of the same clan, they hadn't even managed it for so many years.

That's right! The clan was originally a mutual aid organization formed by people to deal with various difficulties and crises in the past, emphasizing mutual giving and mutual help.

When others were getting married, having funerals, building walls, and building houses, your family didn't contribute, so how can you expect others to add two shovels of soil to your ancestral grave on Qingming Festival?

Li Ye followed closely and said to Hearing Fu Guiru: "Mom, why don't I go to the village and ask! It's been so many years, I don't know how many times the field ridges have changed, maybe we really found the wrong place?"

"No need," Hearing Fu Guiru said plainly: "Since people are afraid of being implicated by us, isn't it making people uncomfortable if we go? Anyway, there are no men in this generation of the Fu family, so there is no need to come in the future."

"..."

In this place of the Central Plains, why has the custom of valuing men over women prevailed for thousands of years? One important point is that if there are no men in the family, then at most one or two generations, there will be no one to pay respects to the ancestors.

Hearing Fu Guiru's father was one of three brothers, two were caught as strong men and went to Nanyang, leaving Li Ye's grandfather to guard the ancestral grave in his hometown, but only had Hearing Fu Guiru as a daughter.

Li Ye and Li Yue's generation is still okay, but by Li Ye's next generation, it is likely that they will not come to sweep the grave and pay respects again.

The mother and children came out of the cornfield and met with Watching Wen Leyu and Li Yue, who were guarding the car outside.

Watching Wen Leyu originally wanted to go down to find the grave, but Hearing Fu Guiru didn't allow it, and let sister Li Yue accompany her, because no one could say whether Watching Wen Leyu was carrying a cub at this time, so she had to be careful.

Hearing Fu Guiru greeted, and everyone took out the tributes brought from the trunk, ready to light incense and summon the soul.

This is also a method commonly used by many wanderers drifting outside in later generations. A clear incense sound spreads thousands of miles. I don't know if the ancestors can hear it, but just seek peace of mind.

But just as Li Ye spread out the things on the ground, and his mother hadn't started to light incense and recite words, a black-faced old man ran out from a shed in the distance.

"Hey, who is there? Whose family are you?"

"..."

Li Ye looked at the old man who ran over panting, and said while taking out a cigarette: "Grandpa, we are here to pay respects to the ancestors, not to steal corn."

The old man was stunned and said with a smile: "I know you are not stealing corn. Who can drive a small car to steal corn? I want to ask if you are relatives of the Fu family."

"Grandpa, how did you know?"

Li Ye hurriedly handed the cigarette in his hand to the old man and lit it for him.

"Hmm, this cigarette is good, it has a filter."

The black-faced old man lit the cigarette first, then pointed to the cornfield below and said: "There is only the Fu family's ancestral grave in this field. Others wouldn't come here to pay respects to the ancestors!"

Li Ye said in his heart that there was a door, and continued to ask: "Grandpa, we went down and searched for half an hour, but didn't find the grave!"

There was a flash of light in the old man's eyes, and he asked with a smile: "You have been talking for a long time, but you haven't said whether you are relatives of the Fu family!"

Li Ye nodded and replied: "Yes, Fu Yingcheng is my grandfather, this is my sister, this is my wife, we just got married, and we came here to pay respects to the ancestors according to the rules."

"Oh~"

The old man looked at Li Ye and Li Yue, then swept a glance at Hearing Fu Guiru, and then said: "The grave is below, but you didn't find the right one."

The old man bit the cigarette and went down the embankment, drilling into the cornfield.

Li Ye and the others followed closely. This time, even the little wife Watching Wen Leyu hurriedly picked up the tributes and followed.

The old man was very familiar with this place. Even if he couldn't distinguish southeast, northwest in the cornfield, he soon stopped on a field ridge.

"Look, these two bricks are the Fu family's ancestral grave, one is Fu Zhongxian, and one is Fu Yingcheng."

Li Ye looked at the two bricks on the field ridge in surprise.

The two bricks were not far apart, covered with mud and moss, almost integrated with the yellow land under their feet, and couldn't be seen if they weren't careful.

But Hearing Fu Guiru suddenly realized, walked up, pinched the brick and turned it over, revealing the back of the brick.

On the back of the brick, there were several layers of grey grass paper, which looked like the corruption formed by the yellow paper of paying respects to ancestors.

In Dongshan, there is a custom of pressing grave paper. The grave paper under the grave bricks can be preserved for several years.

The reason for this custom is to prove to the people around that this grave has descendants, so don't move it, let alone dig it. If you pee anywhere or accidentally dig up the ancestral grave, we will fight with you.

Li Ye now looked at the number of layers of grass paper sticking under the bricks, obviously someone had been paying respects to the ancestors in the past two years.

Hearing Fu Guiru asked in a deep voice: "Uncle, is it the people from the Fu family in Donggou who came to pay respects to the ancestors in these years?"

The black-faced old man smiled and said: "How could they come to pay respects to the ancestors? They are too late to hide! This is the old Nanggua couple from Xigou who came to press the grave paper."

"Old Nanggua?" Hearing Fu Guiru was stunned and couldn't help asking: "How could they come to pay respects to the ancestors of the Fu family?"

The old man smoked hard and said plainly: "This matter is not clear to anyone, but for the first twenty years, it was the old Nanggua couple who came to pay respects to the ancestors. There were no tributes, at most a steamed bun, a matter of two pieces of paper."

"Originally, old Nanggua also thought about shoveling two shovels of soil to build the grave, but the people of the Fu family in Donggou didn't speak, so no one dared to move soil on this grave, right? So after years of wind and rain, only these two bricks were left."

"..."

Hearing Fu Guiru nodded and said lightly: "Having two bricks is also good, at least there is a place to pay respects to the ancestors."

The old man looked at Hearing Fu Guiru and suddenly asked: "This girl, who are you to this old Fu family?"

Hearing Fu Guiru was silent for a few seconds, then smiled: "Of course a relative."

"Relative..."

The old man smiled and lowered his head without speaking.