"So that's how it is. Fortunately something happened, otherwise we would all be little bandits now!" Zhao Wentao sighed with emotion.
In this era, everyone still looks down upon bandits, who are inferior to ordinary good citizens.
After all, bandits often rob people of their belongings and loot nearby villages. The large bandit dens and the government want to encircle and suppress them.
"haha, yes!"
"After that, no one dared to enter the mountain. Everyone spread the word that there was something dirty in the mountain!"
"No wonder no one dares to enter the mountains now!"
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Zhao Yun'er followed behind, listening to these gossips and feeling that they were somewhat interesting.
People in the village are unwilling to go to the mountains. It turns out there is a story.
Fortunately, the bandits' den is gone, otherwise life in the village would not be so peaceful now. The better off a family is, the more the bandits will care about them. Who knows if a few bandits will break into the house and loot things in the future.
A few people walked for a while and then reached the grave of Grandpa Zhao Baoshan.
In the spring, it is covered with weeds, many of which are thorny thorns.
In addition to Zhao Yun'er, a big family who came to pay homage to their ancestors, several brothers from Zhao Baoshan also came.
I saw that Zhao Yun'er's family brought not only many sacrifices, but also gold ingots. Compared with the few pieces of yellow paper and the few sticks of incense, they looked a little shabby.
Zhao Yun'er's eldest grandmother, Mrs. Hu, said, "Now you are even willing to buy gold ingots. You use these good things to visit the grave!"
There was a sour taste in Hu's tone.
Zhao Baoshan said, "Girl Yun'er bought it. It's just this once a year. It doesn't hurt to buy more."
Mrs. Hu snorted softly, "Your life is getting more and more prosperous, but I remember that girl Yun'er hasn't come to visit the grave for a few years. Let her come this year!"
Zhao Yun'er was not allowed to come over before, not because Zhao Yun'er was unwilling, but because the old Zhao family felt that it was very embarrassing for Zhao Yun'er to get pregnant out of wedlock. If she were to come over to visit the grave, she would be embarrassed in front of the ancestors, and they would be offended. The ancestors were unhappy.
This time, Zhao Yun'er was asked to come over because Zhao Yun'er could not be offended. In addition, Zhao Yun'er paid for the incense candles and paper, and Doudou was the son of the prince. Who can say that Zhao Yun'er would still be the same as before, embarrassing the old Zhao family.
After Mr. Hu finished speaking, the old Zhao family felt a little embarrassed.
Zhao Baoshan cleared his throat, "The past was before, the present is now, Yun'er girl is different now!"
"Yes, girl Yun'er has become more capable now. If she didn't have the ability, you probably wouldn't have let her come!" Mrs. Hu sneered.
The people in the old Zhao family looked at Zhao Yun'er nervously, fearing that Zhao Yun'er would be angry. They did something wrong in the first place...
Zhao Yun'er curled her lips, guessing that it was Hu's deliberate attempt to get her into a quarrel with the old Zhao family. If she took it seriously, it would be exactly what Hu was looking forward to.
"Okay, let's go to the grave quickly!" said Zhao Baojun, Zhao Yun'er's uncle.
Hu finally shut up.
Seeing people from Zhao Baoshan's side buying so many things for ancestor worship, I felt uncomfortable.
Jealousy is at work. After all, in comparison, the people in their house treat their ancestors very shabbily. In front of their ancestors, their house cannot hold their heads high. Even if they bless him, they will only bless Zhao Baoshan. One room of people.