Infrastructure: I survive in troubled times

Chapter 109 Sadness and Obedience (four more)
"Does this have to be done?" Chen Zhongyuan always felt that he was making a big fuss. He didn't have any relatives. "Nothing to do now."

"It must be done!" Hong Lianshuo said with a strong attitude, "I am sorry for not being able to do my filial piety. I have been slaughtered and plagued, and I am not able to save them. "

"I'm going to look for it!" Chen Zhongyuan said immediately after hearing the words, and arranged for someone to look for it together.

This really made them find it. Hong Lianshuo looked at the old man in front of him. His hair was gray, his back was stooped, his face was engraved with traces of time, the back of his hands was like dry tree bark, and his eyes were extraordinarily bright.

"May I ask your surname?" Hong Lianshuo asked his son, standing up together.

"Miss Hong, you don't have to be so polite, you call me Hao Sanxing." Hao Laosan bowed to her.

"Old third Hao, it is registered that he is forty-three this year. He is accompanied by his nine-year-old granddaughter, Hao Jinzhi." Hong Lianshuo's eyes rolled and he remembered.

"Miss Hong has a good memory. I have a granddaughter." Hao San said excitedly, with red eyes and a nasal voice, "I didn't expect you to remember me!"

"Do you know what to do with this white matter?" Hong Lianshuo looked at him with a soft expression and asked.

"I know, all the affairs of my neighbors are my own." Hao Sansan sniffed and looked at Hong Lianshuo respectfully and said.

"Then can I leave this funeral to you?" Hong Lianshuo said gently.

Hao Laosan swallowed his saliva, "This is too..."

"If you have any concerns, say so, but you just want them to leave in a decent manner. It doesn't mean too much. Don't have any burdens in your heart." Hong Lianshuo looked at him tenderly and said.

"I've never done such a big thing before, and I'm afraid that it won't work." Hao Laosan looked at her hesitantly for a long time before speaking.

"No one has experienced it before. It's easier. Many families are gone." Hong Lianshuo thought about it and looked at him and said, "Let's worship together!"

"Together?" Hao San looked at her in surprise and said.

"Everyone is buried together, and they will be sacrificed together every Qingming Festival." Hong Lianshuo looked at him with bottomless black eyes and said, "Establish a monument to engrave each of their names. Remember this shame and lesson, and inspire the younger generation to work hard. , do not experience a second time."

Hao Laosan looked at her with a moving expression and said, "I definitely can't do this alone."

"Let's discuss it together." Hong Lianshuo said, looking at him with his warm eyes.

Hong Lianshuo, Hao Laosan, and Han Zhuhu discussed what to do together.

There is definitely no coffin, and it is too late to make it now, so I have to use a straw mat to put it in the coffin.

The sacrificial text was handed over to Han Zhanhu, a man with both civil and military skills.

Young and middle-aged men and women chop wood together and build pyre.

The old and young people who stayed behind weaved straw mats. There were more than 20 people in the city, and only 16 to [-] escaped. The number of straw mats needed was very large.

The bodies in the moat were also salvaged.

There are also relatives who guard the remains of their own family members on the pyre, and those who do not have relatives can only put them together.

"Miss Hong, Madam Hong." Han Jihu ran over panting.

"What's wrong? So anxious." Hong Lianshuo put down the dry wood on his back and looked at him and asked, pulling his sleeves to wipe the sweat from his face.

"What about the corpses of the barbarians?" Han Jihu asked anxiously.

"Why do they have opinions? They are obviously sick too." Hong Lianshuo narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at him.

"No, no, they have the habit of cremation and celestial burial." Han Jihu hurriedly said, "What should I do after cremation? Where is it buried?"

"It's buried far away." Hong Lianshuo said without thinking, looked at him suddenly and said, "By the way! Have you looked at this burial place with good feng shui?"

"Look, it's at the foot of the West Mountain, about 20 miles away from the city." Han Qinhu looked at her with brown eyes and said.

"Hmm!" Hong Lianshuo nodded.

Xishan was their hiding place, and Hong Lianshuo actually went to see it.

There is a saying that after three years of searching for dragons and ten years of acupoints, if you learn to search for dragons in one year, you will not be able to make acupoints after ten years.It is conceivable that acupoint-pointing kung fu is the essence of Feng Shui, and it is also the most difficult!
It seems that this feng shui master is a little bit wise!

Left Qinglong, right white tiger, front Suzaku, rear Xuanwu, there is a backer on the back, a low-lying hill in the distance in front, and sand mountains on the left and right sides.

I hope that their descendants will benefit from the good weather and less natural disasters in this land!
"Miss Hong, they have a lot of opinions on those barbarians." Han Jihu frowned and looked at her and said, "I'm afraid your ideas will be very difficult. Everyone just escaped from death and hated them deeply. You must protect them. They, this is not good for you." After thinking about it, he said, "Not everyone understands your intentions."

"This?" Hong Lianshuo's black eyes flashed lightly when he heard the words, "What about those Hu soldiers? How did they react?"

"They are like birds frightened, they are too scared to move." Han Jihu said amusedly, "I used to say that they were fierce, brave and good at fighting, and fell into our hands." He shook his head again and again, "Look at that bear. Son."

"You said that, keeping Hu Bing and the others to lead the way for us and take revenge!" Hong Lianshuo said without concealing his murderous intent.

"Okay!" Han Jihu readily agreed, "Everything is almost ready."

"Then tomorrow! It's too hot to wait." Hong Lianshuo said as he picked up the firewood under his feet.

"How can you do these rough jobs!" Han Yanhu said, looking at the firewood on her back with a twitching mouth.

"I want to send my mother-in-law and mother-in-law for a ride in person. This is my intention." Hong Lianshuo said solemnly, staring at him.

Han Chuhu looked at her with dark eyes like ink, and muttered for a long time before saying, "Alas... people can't be resurrected from the dead, and Lady Hong's grief will change." He stroked his forehead and said, "Let's say it! Feelings is useless, no. Not to mention."

"Thank you for your concern, I'm fine." Hong Lianshuo shook his head slightly as he looked at him with deep black eyes.

Han Zhanhu had nothing to say, and gave way sideways.

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It was gloomy early in the morning, "It won't rain!" Chen Zhongyuan looked up at the thick clouds and said worriedly, "This rain may put out the fire."

"I don't feel humid or stuffy, so I shouldn't be able to go down!" Hong Lianshuo felt that the humidity in the air was not high.

"There is nothing inside or outside the city. We caught some game as a sacrifice." Chen Zhongyuan looked at her deeply and said, "I found some paper in the city and made some paper money. Make up your mind!"

"Okay!" Hong Lianshuo replied in a deep voice.

"Then I'm going to prepare." Chen Zhongyuan got up to convene people.

(End of this chapter)