Zhumen Hangui

Chapter 199 Su Family Cemetery
"Nephews listen to the teachings of their uncles and dare not slack off. They should follow the example of their fathers and forge ahead."

Su Yizhao kowtowed to the ancestral tablet, and the moment her name was recorded in the genealogy, it meant that she was tied to the Su family at present.

Just follow your father's example!The second old man glanced at Su Wenqing who was kowtowing, but he still didn't say anything.

After Su Yizhao and his son finished worshiping, they went outside the ancestral hall with the second old master to listen to the ancestor's instructions again, and then the clan members went in to worship one by one.

"Let's go!" Su Wenqing said to Su Yizhao while ordering people to prepare joss sticks and paper money.

"This is to worship your great-grandfather and great-grandmother!" Uncle Zhong whispered to Su Yizhao.

Su Yizhao nodded and followed Su Wenqing.

The Su family has a lot of family land, and there are also many other mountainous areas.The Su family has a cemetery, in which all members of the Su family are buried. It is at the foot of the mountain at the west end of the village.

Su Wenqing took the lead in sitting on the sliding pole, Su Yizhao cursed the evil class in his heart, and finally sat on it.

Because Zhong Bo said that although the cemetery is at the foot of the mountain, it is also on the other side of the mountain, and it is not close.

This is a mountainous area, difficult to walk.If she insisted on going by herself, not only would she not be able to go far, but she would also have to waste time.

Contemptuous of his duplicity in his heart, Su Yizhao thought about giving more money to the person who carried the sliding pole later.

"Uncle Zhong, give me more money later, it's a physical effort!" Su Yizhao ordered.

Unexpectedly, one of the bearers laughed, "The young master is kind-hearted. In fact, the rewards from the house are already quite a lot. With your body, the two of us can lift it without any effort. Just wait and see, it will be absolutely safe."

Su Yizhao understood that the other party had misunderstood what he meant, so he didn't explain much, just smiled.

Have to say, really enjoyed it.

The two bearers carried her very steadily. There was no bump at all on this rough road. They seemed to be relaxed and had spare strength.

Every time he went up the mountain, he was in a hurry, not for escape, but for making a living. Su Yizhao never took a good look at the scenery in the mountains.

At the foot of the mountain are patches of yellow wheat fields. At this time, the wheat is ready to be harvested, and some early ones have been harvested.

Therefore, Su Yizhao saw people who were harvesting wheat in the farmland. They were facing the loess and their backs were facing the sky, but their faces were full of harvest smiles.

This year's grain prices are high, so we can sell more money, and this year's harvest is better than last year's.

The weather in the land with big clouds facing the north is cold, and wheat can only be planted once a year, and it must be planted in the height of spring, otherwise it will freeze to death.

At this time, it is ripe, and there are basically no crops in the ground.Once autumn is over, winter will begin in October, and many vegetables will freeze to rot, which is the reason for the food shortage.

Not only is there no food in winter, there is nothing to import except for the vegetables that can be stored.

The income of the peasant household is low, and there is no official in the family, so they have to pay about [-]% of the tax.

The remaining food is not even enough to eat and drink, so how to sell it for money?
This is still a family with land, and there are not a few people who are in poverty. Many families lease the land from the landlord, and they have to hand over [-]% of the grain to the landlord after deducting taxes.

That is to say, I have been busy all year round, but I still can't have enough food and clothing.

Some people may say that it is better to rent more land, but how much labor force can a farmer have?

Even if you are strong and work hard, you still eat a lot. No matter how you calculate it, it is not enough to eat.

But no matter what, at least they were satisfied when they harvested, because many people's homes were broken.

Every day is black noodle soup with wild vegetables, and more noodles can only be added when the goods are just received.

The people who harvested wheat in the field saw a group of people walking towards the foot of the mountain, so they stopped what they were doing and watched the excitement.

"Is this the Su family?" Someone asked, looking forward with his feet on his feet.

"Isn't it? In our village, besides the Su family, who else has such a big ostentation? Yesterday, the Su family gave away happy money, and everyone in the village went to watch the fun. That must be the master Juren? I heard that today Su The family worships the ancestors!"

"Yes, if you win Juren, you have to sue your ancestors!" Someone echoed.

"Alas! There are so many masters who have promoted people from those big families. It is difficult for our humble family to get an official!" Someone couldn't help but sigh.

"Today is the Double Ninth Festival, give them some cakes!" Su Wenqing turned to Uncle Zhong and ordered.

In previous years, there was no owner in the Su family's old house. This year they returned to the old house, so naturally they wanted to prepare some Double Ninth cakes for the neighbors.

"Hey! Bring it with you! Send it to anyone!" Uncle Zhong nodded.

Holding the Double Ninth Cake wrapped in oil paper, the neighbors in the field were very happy and praised the atmosphere of the Su family.

In fact, there is the Su family in their village, and they have gained a lot of fame.

Not to mention anything else, just take Su Clan School as an example, as long as the children in the village go to school, Shu Xiu will be [-]% less than those in private schools outside.

Those who study well will be rewarded with the Four Treasures of Study.

The group soon arrived outside the cemetery. Su Yizhao looked at the majestic cemetery in front of him, and couldn't help but sigh that the family was prosperous, and that the descendants had indeed benefited a lot.

The Su family has a cemetery, and all members of the Su family will be buried here as long as they become immortals.

Even those who are far away will find a way to return to their ancestral home before they arrive, unless there is an accident.

Su Yizhao followed Su Wenqing to pay homage to the two great-grandfathers, but Su Jinxun could not come back, so Su Wenqing made sacrifices on behalf of his father.

"Master, it's already noon, shall we go back now?" Uncle Zhong looked at Su Wenqing calmly, and couldn't help reminding.

Su Yizhao gave Su Wenqing a strange look, she always felt that his father was very serious at the moment, as if he was repenting.

But what is he confessing?Or is she thinking too much?
But the stable and silent man in front of her seems to be different from the inconspicuous father in the past, and she sometimes suspects that this father has schizophrenia.

"Double Ninth Festival has only passed half a day, and I should invite some friends to enjoy the chrysanthemums in the afternoon. The scenery in the fifth entrance is good, and there are many types of chrysanthemums, why don't you invite people to taste them together!"

Su Yizhao fell silent when he heard the words, okay!She was thinking too much.

The eleventh day was the busiest day in Su's old house in recent years. Su Yichu and Su Wenqing's banquet was held on the same day, which was a double blessing.

No gifts from the neighbors are accepted, and the neighbors only need to bring their mouths to eat and drink.

There are many thick-skinned neighbors who want to bring all their relatives.

But the prestige of the Su family is still there, coupled with the intimidation of You Lizheng, everyone dare not go too far.

There are 120 tables for one meal, which are divided into three times because there are not enough tables and chairs.I invited the chef from the restaurant, otherwise I would rely on the chef from the old house, how could there be time?
I asked the women in the village to help me choose dishes, and I had to bring my own bowls and chopsticks.Instead of exquisite dishes, the villagers want affordable prices, so they arranged eight large bowls.

Braised elbows with rotten and sticky meat, soft, glutinous and fragrant rice noodles, as well as pork ribs, braised pork and fish. Only two vegetables were placed, and the rest were meat. The villagers were full of oil.

(End of this chapter)