Peerless King of Soldiers

Chapter 503
"Okay, thank you Uncle and Auntie."

Wang Fei thanked him, and continued to bury his head in his meal, but his expression had been a little dignified since just now.

As the night gets darker, in this mountain village, you can even hear the chirping of insects and birds outside the windows at night.

In his room, Wang Fei unpacked all the clothes he bought from the county, took a shower and lay down on the bed, resting his hands on his head and looking at the ceiling.

"White Snake River..."

Wang Fei whispered in his mouth.

Zhulan told herself before that the organizers of the black light often went to the vicinity of the White Snake River in the past two days, and today he heard Zhao Guoqiang mention the origin of the White Snake River, so Wang Fei felt that there might be something extraordinary in this place.

"Who was that Boss Hong back then?"

Wang Fei muttered softly, recalling that mysterious boss Hong.

When he was full of thoughts, there was a soft knock on the door.

Wang Fei turned his head to look at the door, and shouted, "Please come in."

The door was gently pushed open, Zhao Xiaoqing walked in wearing home clothes, saw Wang Fei lying on the bed, and asked with a bit of embarrassment: "Wang Fei, have you rested?"

"No, it's not that I'm tired from the journey, so I lie down for a while."

Wang Fei straightened up, saw Zhao Xiaoqing walking in cautiously, and felt amused again: "I just... want to see if you are asleep."

"Is there something wrong?"

Seeing Zhao Xiaoqing's cautious expression, Wang Fei knew what she was thinking.

"Well, my dad just said he wanted me to ask you... are you free tomorrow?"

Zhao Xiaoqing asked in a low voice.

"Tomorrow? Didn't it mean that you are going to worship your ancestors tomorrow? I will just walk around by myself then."

Wang Fei replied.

But Zhao Xiaoqing also looked a little embarrassed, and said: "My dad just said, or else you will come with us... to worship the ancestors."

"Uh... isn't this very good? Don't you have to go to the family members to worship the ancestors?"

Wang Fei still didn't quite understand what Zhao Xiaoqing meant.

At this moment, Zhao Xiaoqing couldn't continue, she lowered her head and said, "Forget it, I'll go out first, you should rest earlier."

"it is good."

Wang Fei agreed, and after seeing Zhao Xiaoqing go out, he thought about it strangely, but he still didn't quite understand what was going on.

"Forget it, go to bed first."

Wang Fei saw that it was not too early, so he lay quietly on the bed.

In the city, if it is past ten o'clock in the evening, it is just an ordinary leisure time, but compared with the city, in the countryside, almost every house is closed after nine o'clock.

As for after ten o'clock, even the birds outside the window are almost asleep.

After Wang Fei slept here all night, when he woke up early the next morning, a little light had already penetrated the window.

"Another morning."

Wang Fei got up from the bed, opened the curtains with a "shua", and looked into the distance.

Here you can see the clear mountains and some villagers who get up early. Everyone seems to be busy with the few acres of land at home.

At this time, Wang Fei suddenly felt that he was really a ruthless exploiter. Looking at the simple work of these villagers, it seemed that he did not have the simplicity of working people.

"No, if I keep blaming myself like this, I will get depression."

Wang Fei thought for a while before he felt something was wrong. He didn't continue to think about it, but just walked towards the door.

Zhao Xiaoqing also got up early today. Apart from helping prepare breakfast, she also cleaned up the flower pots in the yard.

"Xiaofei got up so early today, the food will be ready in a while, you just go and wash your face."

Zhao Guozhong was there preparing wine and boiled meat sacrifices for ancestor worship.

In addition to these, it is a little yellow paper and joss sticks.

"Now the village does not allow cannons to be fired, for fear that a spark may catch fire on the mountain."

Zhao Guoqiang explained to Wang Fei with a smile.

After Wang Fei looked at it for a while, he asked, "By the way, uncle, where are you going to worship your ancestors?"

"Well, there must be three places. Two are in the mountains. They are the places of our ancestors. The other is my father. He passed away a few years ago, so Mr. Feng Shui said that there is a place near the White Snake River. Good hole."

Zhao Guoqiang said to Wang Fei carefully, as if he wanted Wang Fei to remember.

Wang Fei himself felt something was wrong, and said with a smile, "Actually, I can't remember these things, and I don't usually come here."

"Hey, this can't work. As a human being, no matter how rich or what you become in the future, you must not forget your roots."

Zhao Guoqiang is a little serious. He is a person who values ​​the roots very much, so he will come back at a fixed time every year to worship the ancestors, and he has a good relationship with the neighbors in the village.

"No, this is your family's business, and it's not easy for me to go with you."

Wang Fei explained.

Zhao Guoqiang understood what Wang Fei meant when he heard it, and asked a little strangely: "Hey, didn't I ask that girl Xiaoqing to discuss with you yesterday?"

"What?"

Wang Fei looked at Zhao Xiaoqing who happened to come out of the kitchen serving dishes.

The latter trotted over immediately, and said to Zhao Guoqiang: "Dad, Wang Fei is going to walk around by himself, why don't you drag him along."

"Yes... that's it."

Zhao Guoqiang came to understand a little bit, looked at Wang Fei, and then said with an open-minded smile: "Okay, let's not talk about this matter, then Xiao Fei, you will go around the neighborhood later, if there is anything you don't understand, you can also ask Ask the nearby villagers, they are still relatively friendly."

"No, otherwise, I'd better go with you. It just so happened that I planned to visit the White Snake River."

After all, living in someone else's house, Wang Fei finally agreed.

As soon as he agreed, Zhao Guoqiang became happy again, and quickly said: "Okay, that's fine."

……

Several people talked, and after eating some breakfast, they headed towards the place where the ancestors were worshipped.

In such a rural area, the places where ancestors are usually worshiped are actually the more remote the older they are.

Wang Fei and his family went through all kinds of thorns and thorns on the road. After opening a road, they finally found two places.

But I don't know if it's because of the sense of ritual, or because Zhao Guoqiang has a strong feeling for his ancestors. After arriving at the grave, he not only burns incense and sweeps the grave, but also occasionally says a few words in front of the tombstone.

Lu Xiuqin sat down beside her, and the two of them didn't know what they were talking about.

Wang Fei and Zhao Xiaoqing found a place to stand on the top of the mountain. Looking down from the top of the mountain, they could see rice fields divided into pieces, and there were village houses that had become the size of ants.

"Huh~"

Feeling the autumn wind blowing over, Wang Fei really felt a little cold.

"Xiaoqing, is that river the White Snake River you mentioned?"

Wang Fei pointed to a thin white ribbon far away.

The White Snake River is two kilometers away from here, not far from the foot of a relatively flat mountain.

Although it is not obvious, Wang Fei can still see the general appearance.

(End of this chapter)