slack farmer in the wasteland

Chapter 347

The two brothers Wei Changsheng listened to their old man scolding them, and they didn't say a word, they knew that the old man would definitely become more and more angry when they spoke.

"Take your time, they are not too big," Cang Hai said.

Hearing Cang Hai's words, Wei Wenkui finally stopped talking, turned his head and glanced at the two sons who were sitting on the sledge behind him with their heads curled up like quails, and said, "If it weren't for our village, life would be easier immediately, do you think you two It is so easy to find a daughter-in-law, and I have to pick and choose."

At this time, Wei Changli opened her mouth to persuade: "Uncle, actually, I don't think those two girls are too suitable. Look at what kind of gift money their parents offered, and each of them opened their mouths. I think it's still a good thing." The eldest brother and the second brother are optimistic about it, so they will not be able to live together in the future?"

When Wei Wenkui heard what his niece had said, he snorted and turned his head away. It is well known that Wei Changkui loves his niece, even his own daughter.

When his brother Wei Wenhong passed away, they lost a sum of money. Wei Wenkui never moved a penny no matter how difficult he was. What he got is still what he is now. He plans to hand over the money to Wei Changli when he becomes an adult. Niece, such a character is really hard to find in society nowadays.

Cang Shiyuan felt a little embarrassed, so he turned the topic to his own son: "I don't know when our family will let me hold my grandson."

Cang Hai glanced at his cousin who was chatting with his mobile phone and said: "I see, it's not far away! You can't have such a warm conversation with a man! Look at him, his eyes are almost hanging on the screen of the mobile phone up".

When Canghenan heard this, he immediately raised his head and said to his cousin: "It's nothing at all. We are discussing about our ballroom dance troupe. How can we not join interest groups in college?"

"You liar, do you think I can't do it without going to college?" Cang Hai said with a big laugh.

Cang Shiyuan immediately became interested when he heard it, and stretched his head to his son's screen: "Is there any picture of the girl, and some of them give me a look!"

Cang Henan shrank the phone into his arms directly: "What are you doing, can you be more serious, I'm talking about business!"

"Henan, it's important to study in college, but it's more important to talk to someone. Otherwise, good girls will be picked away after leaving school. You see, your second brother is smart. He fell in love with the teacher and doctor when he was in high school. ..." Wei Wenkui said.

"Why are you talking about me again?" Cang Hai said with a smile.

"If you weren't so kind to me in high school, the ghost would marry you now!" Shi Wei added to the fire at this time.

Hearing what Shi Wei said, everyone on the sledge laughed.

"Second sister-in-law, how did second brother chase you back then?" Wei Changli asked curiously.

Shi Wei said: "Your second brother has good grades, he has to help me with homework from time to time, and I haven't seen him give tutoring to others, he always comes to my side...".

Cang Hai was stunned after hearing this for a while: "Why are you talking the opposite way? It's you who asked me questions, okay?"

Wei Changli and others booed and said, "We don't believe you!"

"Ah!" Cang Hai could only pretend to let out a long sigh.

There was talking and laughing along the way. After walking for more than half an hour, two sledges arrived at the cemetery. All the dead people in Sijiaping Village were buried here. Over the centuries, hundreds of people have been buried on the hills here. The Cang, Wei, Hu, and Li families estimated that eighteen generations of ancestors were all buried here.

Originally, this place was an earthy hill, but now evergreen trees such as pines and cypresses have been planted on this small hill. The unique patriarchal complex of Chinese people has not dissipated in Cang Hai's heart, so he also specially took care of it. The tree of life, so the green pines and cypresses here are taller and more lush than the pines and cypresses near the village. In just over a year, they have grown to four or five meters, and the thinnest ones are as big as the mouth of a sea bowl.

"The ancestors chose the place carefully. Look at this forest, which is more lush than any other place. If you look at the terrain, it's a dragon and a tiger...".

Seeing the ancestral cemetery, Wei Wenkui couldn't help feeling emotional. It used to be just a barren hilltop, but now it's a forest. Although most of its demeanor was almost covered by heavy snow, it still looked quiet and solemn.

"It is indeed a treasure land. When the spring starts, I have to find a Feng Shui master to show me, pick a cemetery for myself, and wait for the day when I go, I will be buried there." Cang Shiyuan heard Wei Wenkui Said and nodded.

Canghenan couldn't stand it any longer: "Big, you only have a few counts, and you can only think about things that are so far away when you are less than fifty. Live well, and you still have a great-grandson."

"You boy can act like a human being. Haiwazi can save me half of my worries. I'll be a great grandson!" Although Cang Shiyuan spoke harshly, the expression on his face was clearly very gratified.

"Shiyuan, let's part here," Wei Wenkui said, urging his livestock to walk southeast of Potou.

The Wei family's ancestral grave is facing southeast, while the Cang family's ancestral grave is buried in a place surrounded by two slopes at the waist of Banpo. The two families are not in the same place. Although they look close, they are separated by more than a mile.

Wei Wenkui walked up the ridge, and Cang Hai drove the ugly donkey along halfway up the slope. When he entered the forest, he saw bumps on the snow, and each bump buried the ancestors of the Cang family. Sitting firmly on the sledge was inappropriate, everyone got off the sledge and walked on foot.

Every time he came to a grave, Cang Shiyuan would sweep the foundation tablet out of the snow, and then lead Cang Hai and his juniors to bow, sprinkle a glass of water and wine, and serve a piece or two of pastries. Most of the people buried here are extinct households, but after all, they are the blood of an ancestor, so there is still some respect that should be given.

After sweeping over a dozen graves, they saw that some of the graves had been sacrificed, and everyone knew that Cang Shigui's family had been there.

"Okay, Haiwazi, you go to your grave, by the way, do you remember your grave?" Cang Shiyuan asked.

Cang Hai nodded: "I know!"

Father and grandfather, as well as Taizu Gaozu were almost buried together, Cang Hai couldn't forget it even if he wanted to.

Seeing that Cang Hai nodded, Cang Shiyuan took Cang Henan to lift the things from the sledge into his hands, and walked towards their ancestral grave on the knee-high snow, while Cang Hai took Shi Wei and the two with him. Behind the ugly donkey, he walked step by step towards the grave of his father Cang Shijun.

When he arrived at the grave, Cang Hai swept the snow off the monument with a broom, revealing the stone tombstone in front of his father's grave. stand.

The format of the stele is very simple, it is carved from ordinary stone with a square head and a square brain. Now, more than ten years have passed, and the characters on the stele are actually somewhat weathered. Obviously, the material of the stone is not very good.

After sweeping away his father's foundation tablet, Cang Hai walked to the adjacent tomb, and revealed the tombstones in front of his grandparents' tomb, great-grandparents' tomb, and great-grandparents' tomb. A vacant space has been swept out, and it will be reserved for kneeling and displaying Caipin later.

The difference from Cang Shijun's tombstone is that these tombstones start with Xianzi instead of Xianzi. The difference between Xianzi and Xianzi here is whether the deceased has any grandchildren. Unceasingly, if there are only sons but no grandchildren, then use first.

Unfortunately, there is nothing on the monument, which proves that this family is extinct.In the past, extermination of households was a terrible thing in society. If you understand the custom of eating extinct households, you will feel chills.

When Cang Shijun passed away, Cang Hai was only very old, and it was impossible for him to have a son, so Cang Shijun’s tombstone can only be engraved first, and cannot be displayed. When Cang Hai has a son, he can erect a new monument for his father. Use it clearly, or you have to use it first.

Standing back in front of his father's tombstone again, Cang Hai looked at the mottled stone tablet, recalling his father's voice and smile in his mind, remembering that he was by his side when he was sick, thinking of him making a small wooden pistol for himself At that moment, Cang Hai felt as if something blocked his heart, and the pain was unbearable.

The child wants to support but the parent is not there!

At this moment, Shi Wei was placing offerings in front of the tombstone. Shi Wei had a deep affection for Cang Hai, so she placed them quite solemnly. In front of Cang Shijun's monument were six offerings. Pork, beef and mutton replaced pig's head, cow's head and sheep's head Three animals, then three plates of fruits and three-color pastries, and finally a bottle of Moutai.

After setting up the sacrifices, Shi Wei raised her head and saw Cang Hai's eyes filled with tears, she couldn't help saying softly: "Father has a spirit in the sky, he will be happy for us, don't be sad."

Cang Hai wiped away tears after hearing this, smiled at Shi Wei, then bowed his head and was about to kowtow to his father to offer incense. Just as he was about to kneel down, he remembered something, turned around and took his coat off the sledge , folded it and put it in front of Shi Wei.

"Kneel on this, the ground is cool."

"This..." Shi Wei hesitated a little.

Cang Hai said: "Daddy will be very happy to see you, he is not too particular, so he will definitely not choose this gift!"

After speaking, Cang Hai stretched out his hand to support Shi Wei and knelt down in front of his father's grave.

"Daddy, I brought my daughter-in-law to see you." Cang Hai knelt down, said something, picked up the incense and lit it, and gave Shi Wei half of it. The two first bowed and put the incense in front of the monument in the snow, and solemnly kowtow three heads.After kowtowing, Cang Hai opened the wine bottle, filled the wine glasses in his and Shi Wei's hands, and then sprinkled it on his father's grave.

Father's side is ready to worship, and next is grandparents, great-grandparents, and great-grandparents. Because this is the first time Shi Wei married into the Cang family, all sacrifices are made except for the three animals, which is quite solemn.

It's just that Cang Hai, as a grandson, great-grandson, and great-great-grandson, doesn't have to be so serious when making offerings to his ancestors. He occasionally jokes a few words, asking his grandparents, great-grandparents and great-grandparents to bless him, or else there will be less such jokes in the next offering I can also talk about it.

According to Confucianism, a grandson should not be a son, a son should not be presumptuous in front of his father, but he will be much favored as a grandson in front of his grandfather.

After paying homage to Gaozu, some nearby tombs should be taken care of, but there is no need for Cang Hai and Shi Wei to kneel down one by one, just sweep away the tombstone, and then solemnly put some cakes in front of the monument, A glass or two of wine will do the trick.

Waiting for all this to be done, it took almost an hour, and Cang Hai and his wife unexpectedly met Cang Shiyuan and his father.

"Are you alright?" Cang Shiyuan asked.

Cang Hai said: "There is still the last step, is your side alright?"

Cang Shiyuan said: "Henan went back to taste pastries."

After the worship, wait for the ancestors to enjoy the offerings according to the custom, then the younger generation will usually eat one or two mouthfuls of the offerings. Cang Hai doesn't know why this custom is, but since it is a custom, let's follow it.

"Then I'll wait for you out of the woods," Cang Shiyuan said.

Cang Hai nodded and took Shi Wei back to the grave of the great-grandparents. The two picked up the small pastry in front of the stele and took a bite. After taking a small sip, Cang Hai led Shi Wei out of the forest with the ugly donkey after ten minutes.

As soon as he got out of the forest, he saw Cang Shiyuan and Canghe Nan hunched up waiting for him outside, so he got on the sledge and went to them, and took them back along the way.

Wei Wenkui's family didn't come out, so Cang Hai had to go back to the village first. On the way, he met Li Liren's family who came to worship their ancestors. Two sledges passed by each other. After greeting each other, they went about their own affairs.

Back home, Ping An, who worshiped the ancestors, hadn’t come back yet. The two old men, Qu Guowei and Xu Sheng, were sitting in the room choosing vegetables. A large pot of celery had already been chosen. As for leeks, they were almost picked in the morning. Seeing that the dishes are all ready, I began to roll up my sleeves to prepare for the most solemn meal of the year: New Year’s Eve dinner!
(End of this chapter)