shock!She can travel through time

Chapter 133 Tomb Sweeping

After meeting the people who paid New Year's greetings, Lin Wanwan had lunch with Xiao Qingyu who was dressed like a dumpling, played backgammon with them, and enjoyed parent-child time.

After Xiao Qingyu dozed off and lay down, Lin Wanwan gently kissed her pink face, and only then began to sort out the salutes that she would bring when going out tomorrow.

That's right, the second day of the Lunar New Year is a good day to visit my mother's family.In ancient times, the mountains were long and the roads were long, and the carriages and horses were very slow. Once relatives were picked up, it must take several months.

Therefore, Lin Wanwan had to bring a lot of things, including several boxes of clothes, and several boxes of presents. Besides, there were also several boxes of Xiao Qingyu's toys.

This time, Hua Nong, Yunshang, and Kunlun must take them with them. There are only three people who are used to serving them. It is too small without extravagance.

The ten children bought from Qiongzhou, as well as Sun Zhiyao and his old mother, were left by Lin Wanwan to watch the house because of their age and language problems.

Lin Wanwan was not afraid that they would evacuate her home. If Sun Hueyao could evacuate her home under the noses of all the tough people in Linjiazhuang with only ten children and one old woman, then she would accept it.

Not being able to accompany Lin Wanwan around, Sun Hueyao was still quite disappointed, but when he thought of being entrusted with the important task of looking after the house, he felt that he could cheer up again.

The master still has such trust in his ability, he must not let it down.

He had secretly made up his mind that before Lin Wanwan returned home from Qiantang, he must teach the ten young servants and his old mother the basic dialect of Zhu County.In fact, he has already started to do this since he left Qiongzhou.

It's just that there are really not many people in this world who have language talents like him and his daughter, and they can't be in a hurry.

His daughter, Rongrong, can now speak a few words of Hu County dialect, and understand a lot, at least there is no big obstacle in communicating with her master, Xiao Qingyu.This time, she was also the only one among the people from Qiongzhou who wanted to go to Qiantang with her.

Yun Shang was a bit worried that Lin Wanwan would only leave Sun Jiyao, a group of slaves from Qiongzhou, as housekeepers, but when she heard that she would bring Rongrong with her, she relaxed and happily helped Lin Wanwan organize her trip luggage.

Among the three slaves that Lin Wanwan bought at first, Yunshang was the most knowledgeable, because she was trained as a girl who was sold to a rich family.

Lin Wanwan is also very satisfied with Yun Shang's ability, although the other party has a little bit of her own thoughts and a little desire for power.But generally speaking, it is still a loyal servant, and it will definitely be the kind that will be snapped up in the modern housekeeping market.

The night of the first day passed peacefully, and Lin Wanwan took the time to go back to modern times.

For the past month, she has been in the Tang Dynasty a little reluctantly, and she doesn't really want to go back to modern times. If it wasn't for learning how to drive, selling seafood, and replenishing supplies, she could have stayed in the Tang Dynasty forever.

After all, compared to the deserted suburban villa with only two portraits hanging on the wall, Datang's small seaside building is much warmer.There are three or five cousins ​​who fish seafood for her from time to time, and little Qingyu who loves her wholeheartedly.

In addition to the convenient environment and abundant materials in modern times, it is really difficult to meet her needs in terms of spiritual life.

When Lin Wanwan left Datang, it was seven o'clock in the night of the first day of junior high school, but in modern times it was already five o'clock in the morning of the second day of junior high school.

The sun comes out late in winter, and the sky is still dark at five o'clock.

Lin Wanwan took the scriptures, incense and fruits prepared from the Tang Dynasty, pushed open the door of the small villa, put on a mask, took an online car-hailing car, and went to the cemetery where her grandparents died to pay homage.

The online car-hailing driver who was still running around for his life during the Chinese New Year was very talkative. He tried to communicate with Lin Wanwan all the way, but after finding that she was cold, he hummed a song by himself.It can be seen that even though he still has to work after the Chinese New Year, he doesn't complain about life at all.

After getting out of the car, Lin Wanwan gave him a tip in addition to the fare, as a thank you for spreading happiness to her.

On the gray morning of the second day of the new year, there were not many people who came to visit the grave.The few people who walked the same mountain road with Lin Wanwan were chatting and laughing, as if they were not visiting graves, but spring outings, only Lin Wanwan remained silent.

The sorrows and joys of the world are not connected, she only thinks they are noisy.

After climbing for too long, Lin Wanwan came to the tomb where her grandparents were buried halfway up the mountain, and found that there were traces of burning incense and paper. Who came to worship earlier than her?Certainly not the uncle's family far away in the United States, could it be the uncle's family?

Thinking of her uncle, Lin Wanwan couldn't help laughing.

The honest man who was extremely affectionate with his aunt during her lifetime lived step by step and handed in all her wages. After her aunt fell ill, she also kindly sought medical treatment for her in both Haishi and Beijing large hospitals. At that time, she was even reluctant. Spend the extra money for a fast food meal for yourself and just eat instant noodles.

Just this kind of good man who would surely move China if he was on the news, married a bride after less than a month after her aunt passed away.

It seems that the former love was just a fantasy, just a responsibility.

Lin Wanwan, who was only in junior high school at the time, could not understand such feelings at all.

My aunt died the year before my grandmother left, and she was also one of the few elders who gave her love and warmth in her childhood.

Since my aunt was gone, my uncle had less contact with my grandpa and grandma. Even at my grandpa's funeral, the other party was just like a distant relative, bowing hastily.

Therefore, the matter of silently worshiping early in the morning is really not like what the uncle who has no aunt to act as a bridge will do. Who could it be?Could it be a cousin?
While thinking, Lin Wanwan put down the fruit in the bamboo basket, lit a few sticks of incense, sat on the marble in front of the tombstone, quietly looked at the night, recalled the bits and pieces of grandpa and grandma when they were alive, and waited for the incense to burn out.

If she can choose, the time she most wants to travel back is the year when her parents died.At that time, she had father and mother, grandpa and grandma, and she was a little princess surrounded by love.

Time has passed, and now she can't even remember what her parents looked like, and the black and white photos they left behind have long been faded by the years.When she lost them, Lin Wanwan was still too young to understand the meaning of farewell.When she understood, she couldn't remember anything about them.

Grandpa and grandma's house are not in the same city as grandparents' house, and since Lin Wanwan lost her parents, the two families have also directly cut off contact.

Lin Wanwan had never been taken by her grandparents to visit her parents' tombs. She only worshiped incense at the Geng dinner table made by her grandparents on the day of their life sacrifices and death sacrifices.

She still does not know where her parents are buried.

　Ask for a monthly pass, although it may not be reached, but if there are 50 monthly passes, it will be added, and there is no upper limit.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)