The champion is my son

Chapter 1
It's March in Yangchun, the sky is bright and the air is clear, and the wind is smooth. Looking up at the size of the universe, looking down at the prosperity of the category...

There is a refreshing fragrance of green grass floating in the air, which makes people greedy.The sun is shining brightly, and the surrounding mountains seem to be covered with a layer of golden brilliance, covered with a thin layer of golden gauze, which looks very cute.

The funeral procession of dozens of people slowly crawled on the winding mountain road, and the dug cemetery was approaching.

The interesting weather complements the suona sound of whimpering and howling ghosts and wolves.

The warm sun shining on the body during this outing makes people feel extremely cold, and the creepy and strange power penetrates into the hearts of every mourner.

Li Qing's eyes were swollen into walnuts, he was wrapped in sackcloth and filial piety, and he was holding a square wooden plate in his hand. There were five grains in different colors, and three sticks of incense were stuck on the middle grain.She walked behind Duan Gong and the Taoist priest, with heavy steps.

Followed by her mother-in-law Jiang Shi.Jiang Shi was supported by others, and cried heart-rendingly along the way.

In the middle of the line, in the dark coffin carried by eight people, was her talented husband Jiang Tangchen who was crushed to death by a big stone.

Some people were moved by it and secretly wiped their tears.Apart from the beating of gongs and drums by Taoist priests, scriptures, mother-in-law’s heart-piercing, and the hey-yo of the coffin-bearers, there were no extra sounds. Everyone lowered their heads as if immersed in a wave of sadness and couldn’t extricate themselves from it. .

No matter if it's sincere or just acting on the occasion, you will always have to give money later.

The three generations of the Jiang family were single-handed, and most of the outsiders died early. For example, Li Qing's father-in-law died of the epidemic when Jiang Tangchen was five years old, leaving behind Jiang Tangchen and the young Jiang family.Not long ago, Jiang Tangchen, who had just been admitted as a scholar, was crushed to death by a sudden rolling rock, leaving behind Li Qing and his five-year-old child.

Those who heard about this were all thinking, could this be the fate that the Jiang family could not escape or escape?
Li Qing glanced at his son Yunji who was beside him.Five years old is already the age to understand life and death. After learning that his father had gone, after crying for a few days, he seemed to have grown up all of a sudden, and followed him in a daze, not wanting to leave for a moment.Of the tender little hands, one was tightly holding onto her filial piety, and the other was clenched into a fist.

The Jiang family has two widows!No, even the mother-in-law's mother-in-law, a family of three widows.

In this Shilitang village, he is the first one, and he is so famous that even people from other villages vaguely know about it.

After twists and turns, stumbling, and finally arrived at the cemetery, Li Qing let out a calm breath.

Someone had been guarding the cemetery for a long time, and the husband returned unexpectedly unexpectedly. There was no preparation for the tomb at all, and the tomb was newly dug by someone.

"The oriental blue dragon seeks the white feathers, the souls of the undead find peace in the soil, take a boat across the river of forgetting, a bowl of Meng Po soup, the next life will prosper, let alone his demons and monsters..." The yellow-robed Taoist priest holds a bell in his mouth, chanting words, sometimes It was clear and sometimes vague, and at the same time, someone took Yun Ji away. The child was weak, and it would be bad if he was hit by the evil spirit.

Then he instructed Li Qing to scatter the grains in his hands into the tomb, Li Qing bowed his head to do so, shed a few tears by the way, and slowly sprinkled beans and other grains with trembling hands.

Those watching the burial shook their heads one after another, feeling that it was a pity that such a flowery little lady had become a widow because of the bad weather.

The Taoist priest in yellow took a look at the sky, it seemed that the sun was extremely dazzling today.Guessing that the time has come, he shouted: "This is a good time for burial, burial!"

The black coffin is not light, I am tired now, although it is wrong to bump into the dead, but the coffin of the dead is definitely not light!Everyone gasped.

"Ah, son! Why are you willing to leave our orphans and widowed mother behind! My son! My poor son~ah~" Jiang Shi was pulled desperately. If no one pulled her, she would probably jump into the pit went inside.

Because it is not the elders who die, some burial etiquette and customs are saved.

The Taoist danced with a bell in his hand and recited the scriptures of the undead, while Li Qing sprinkled white flour pancakes to the crowd. According to local customs, whoever snatches them will have good luck.But the custom of grabbing pancakes can't be laughed at, otherwise it will run into the undead. Li Qing watched a group of people crying and grabbing pancakes, so he didn't want to say anything about it.

"Aunt Jiang, my condolences! Jiang Lang has indeed gone, let him go with peace of mind." Neighbor Wang persuaded while wiping away tears, and the two women wept bitterly.

"Ah, why is my son so miserable that he was admitted as a scholar! The future is bright, but why does God have no eyes, God has no eyes!" Jiang cried out.

Looking at this scene, Li Qing's eyes became moist again, his nose felt sore, he rushed forward and cried, "Mother-in-law, sir..." Li Qing glanced at the tomb, and had already started to fill it with soil.

"Mother-in-law, we are the only ones left to depend on each other now, mother-in-law, you have to cheer up." There are many disputes in front of the widow's house, Li Qing had already figured it out yesterday, she will not marry, she wants her son to fulfill the wish of her "husband".

"Mother-in-law, we still have Yunji. He is only five years old. We need to cheer up. I think this is also your wish." Li Qing hugged Jiang Shi and whispered in her ear.

According to Jiang's pungent personality, she would never let Li Qing get close, but this time it was different, Li Qing actually gave her a feeling of attachment.

Mrs. Jiang cried for a long time until the last bit of soil was left. According to the rules, the family had to do it by themselves. Li Qing tremblingly took the shovel and buried it bit by bit.Jiang's whole body was already in a state of collapse, and he couldn't hold a shovel at all.

After the death of her husband, she endured 20 years of hard work, and finally her child became a grown-up child. Years have honed her into a mean old lady, but at least she has a hope, and this hope was shattered overnight. How can she not be sad, her Son!Her poor son!

Who can blame?Blame God?God is not fair!The Jiang family has three generations of single inheritance, three generations of widows!Her mother-in-law also had her husband die early, and finally died in depression.

Now it's her daughter-in-law's turn.

"Poor thing, this Jiang family may have committed some crimes, how could it be like this from generation to generation?"

"Maybe I offended the gods in the sky."

"Hey, how could you offend the gods? If you want to offend, you will also offend Lord Yan. The king of Hades wants you to die in the third watch, and you will definitely not survive the fifth watch."

The crowd who came to watch the funeral whispered.

Although Jiang shi was heartbroken, she was not a fool, and immediately became furious.

"Who's talking nonsense? My son hasn't been buried yet, so I want to bully my mother? God? If I don't have the blessing of the gods, there is still the Jiang family now?" Jiang's voice was hoarse and sharp, with a look of Fierce and frightening.

The long-tongued people in the crowd froze instantly, bowed their heads silently, and just wanted to bury them early so that they could go back to the funeral.

Jiang shi's face was full of tears, she held Li Qing's hand tightly, and sat slumped in front of the grave, while Li Qing was kneeling, as Jiang shi was an elder, it was impossible for her to kneel in front of her son's grave.Li Qing is different, as a wife, Jiang Tangchen is her god in this patriarchal society.

　Hello everyone, the fairy is back ⊙▽⊙
　　Just say something! It’s okay to scold the heroine, the characters, and the worldview, but you absolutely can’t scold the author! You are not allowed to scold the fairy haw baby.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)