folk detective

Chapter 135 A Woman's Cry From the Grave

Grandpa Liu Lin snorted angrily, a little unhappy: "When you get old, I will be over a hundred years old. Do you think I can live that long?"

"Ah! That's right." Liu Mang then remembered his grandfather's age, in his seventies... His eyes shifted and landed on his father Liu Xun, "Dad, why don't you learn this skill from grandpa? You have nothing to do at home anyway."

study?
If Liu Xun wanted to learn, he would have learned it a long time ago. He glanced at his son and was a little unhappy: "If you want to learn, you don't have to wait until you are old. You can learn it now. Also, who said I have nothing to do? I have nothing to do every day. With your mother, we are going to weed the fields, feed the fish in the fish pond, prune fruit trees and fertilize..."

Since he came back from Guangdong, he and his wife have been busy with some agricultural products at home, on a small scale and in small ways, earning 6 to [-] yuan a year.

Although the money is not much, it is much easier than working in Guangdong. Because the environment in my hometown is good and the food is good, my body is much stronger than when I was working in Guangdong, and I hardly get sick.

How could Liu Mang find time to imitate his grandfather's skills now? He quickly changed the subject: "Let's go to the grave sweeping, otherwise it will be very late before I can go home."

There are many ancestral graves in their family. Liu Mang didn't count them carefully, but he went to pay homage every year. He estimated that there were more than [-] graves. He usually left in the morning and came back around four or five in the afternoon.

If the ancestral graves were concentrated, it wouldn't take so much time, but the ancestral graves of Liu Mang's family were all over the entire Lushan Village.To pay homage to all the ancestral tombs, one needs to climb five mountains and walk about five kilometers back and forth.

Most of the ancestral graves in the countryside are earthen graves, a mound, and a monument.Only a few of the ancestral tombs built in modern times were irrigated with cement.

In rural areas, there is a difference between earth graves and cement-irrigated graves.But both of these are called mountain tombs.The ossuary buried in the earthen tomb contains the bones of the ancestors.

However, the mountain tomb made of cement irrigation is buried with a coffin.

Liu Mang knew his ancestral grave very well. Their family was poor in the early years, otherwise his grandfather would not have been able to become a mage.The ancestral tombs at home are all earthen tombs, also called mountain tombs.

Therefore, the tomb is covered with waist-high weeds, dense and thick. If they didn't know that their ancestral tomb is here, others passing by here would never know that there is a tomb here.

This grave is buried with grandma.

Liu Mang, Liu Xun, and Liu Lin looked at the grave covered in weeds, feeling sad for a while.

The wild grass on the mountain grows fast, and if you don't visit it once in half a month, it will almost be covered with grass.If you don't weed for three months, you may grow taller than a person.

Liu Xun came to clean up his mother's grave almost every month.But the weeds still grow very tall.

"Dad, let's renovate it!"

Liu Mang looked at the tomb covered by weeds, it was his grandma who was buried here: "Pick an auspicious day, invite some cement workers to come and renovate this place, otherwise we will be weeds every year, grandma will definitely blame us in the spirit of heaven .”

"If you want to repair it, do it together. Repair all the ancestral graves, don't just repair one." At this time, Grandpa Liu Lin spoke. He looked at the grave of his late wife with a heavy heart.

When he was young, his family was poor, and his wife suffered a lot with him, and she was about to live a good life, but because of working when she was young, she suffered from underlying illnesses and poor physical fitness, and died as soon as she could not afford to get sick.

At that time, the family conditions were not very good. Liu Mang was still studying at that time, and the family had just built a small bungalow, and the family did not have much money, so they simply piled up an earthen grave.

"There are more than 10,000 ancestral graves, and it costs at least five or six thousand to renovate one, which is [-]+."

Liu Xun looked at his son Liu Mang with a wry smile and said, "The wedding house I bought for you a few years ago has already used up all the money in the family, so I saved 10,000+ this year, and it was originally planned to be left as a bride price when you get married."

"I'll pay the money."

Liu Mang didn't think about spending money from his parents and grandpa, he frowned lightly: "I still have 10 to [-] yuan on me, when I get enough [-] yuan, I will choose a good day to renovate it. Ability, now that I have ability, we can’t let weeds grow on the graves of our ancestors, right? It would be unfilial to spread the word.”

"Need not."

Grandpa Liu Lin glared at Liu Mang at this time: "I still have hundreds of thousands of coffin books, and 10,000+ can still be taken out. Your grandma's grave needs to be renovated by you sons and grandchildren. I am a grandpa. , Shameless? My father and grandpa’s graves need you to come and renovate them, I don’t want to be shameless.”

"All right, grandpa, you come and pay! Choose a good date and tell me, and I'll come back." Liu Mang knew his grandfather's character, and once he became stubborn, ten bulls couldn't stand against him.

"Stop rambling, quickly shovel the grass and burn the incense!" Liu Lin put down the shovel on his shoulder and began to shovel the weeds on the grave...

The time for sweeping graves always passes quickly, and it takes about half an hour to pay homage to an ancestral grave.Due to the scattered ancestral tombs, it was necessary to climb mountains and ridges, and it was around four o'clock in the afternoon when the last ancestral tomb was worshipped.

"Grandpa, which ancestor does this grave belong to?"

This place is the junction of Green Mountain Village and Wang Village next door.

Liu Mang was also curious as to whose ancestor this grave belonged to and why it was placed here.

"Counting up to the ancestors five generations ago, which ancestor is it, and what is its name! Actually, I can't name it."

Grandpa Liu Lin has no idea about who, what, and what the ancestors buried in this ancestral grave. After all, it happened hundreds of years ago, and there is no written record or genealogy, who remembers it!
In fact, their family has a genealogy, but the genealogy only records his great-grandfather's generation.There is no record in the above, so Liu Lin doesn't know what the ancestors were called.

"Bang bang bang..."

While Liu Mang was chatting with his father and grandfather, firecrackers sounded not far away. Liu Mang looked up and saw a burst of black smoke rising.

To be honest, Liu Mang has been to Wangcun and is very familiar with this area. When he was a child, he herded cattle here, and the cattle often went to Wangcun's territory, so he ran over to look for them.

So I know that there are many tombs in Wangcun here.

Moreover, Wangcun, like their Lushan Village, is in the same town. When I was in elementary school and junior high school, many students in my class belonged to Wangcun.

Liu Mang was quite familiar with Wangcun.When I was in elementary school, if I didn't take the main road to go to the elementary school, I would just pass by Wangcun if I took a shortcut.

"It's not right, it seems to be very noisy, someone is arguing."

At this time, Liu Mang and the others just finished paying homage to the last ancestral tomb, and lit firecrackers, and the sound of the firecrackers meant that the tomb had finished worshiping.

But at this time, he heard a burst of wailing and grief-stricken screams from the tomb not far away.

It sounded like a woman crying.

While weeping, some people were yelling.

Liu Xun and Liu Lin also heard it, and they both frowned.

Tomb-sweeping is to worship the ancestors, and they usually come with a happy and solemn mood. Unless something happens, they will not cry bitterly in front of the grave.

With doubts, Liu Mang said to go and have a look.


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