Ye Yaodong and Lin Xiuqing also took their two clay figurines back and took off the string of mooncakes hanging around their necks.
"How did you do it? Your whole body is dirty, but the cake is not dirty?"
"Because when he fell, he raised his head high and supported himself on the ground with his hands." Ye Chenghu answered for him.
Ye Chengyang smiled shyly, "If it's dirty, you can't eat it."
"Silly boy, that's really heartwarming. Fortunately, you didn't get lost." Ye Yaodong smiled and tapped his forehead, "Go take a shower with your mother."
He gathered together the mooncakes of his two sons and counted them. There were quite a lot, 25 in total. It was hard for the two little ones to run around all day in the mountains and fields. He would find time to reward them well.
The old lady was rummaging through the bamboo baskets at the door, and finally found two that looked a little cleaner, so she dragged them to the back door.
"What are you doing?"
"I'll take the back door and scrub it, wash it, and wait until it's dry, then use it to pack the mooncakes."
Ye Yaodong took the two baskets from her hands and said, "I'll go wash them, you continue to fold yours."
The old lady watched with a smile and did not argue.
The next morning, as soon as it was light, the whole family got up and prepared to have breakfast early and set off on time.
The old lady also dragged out two large sacks from her room.
"What are you doing?"
"I bought a lot of gold ingots yesterday and folded them for a long time. I will take them to the mountain later to burn some for your grandfather. He has suffered for half his life and has not enjoyed happiness. Burn more money for him so that he can enjoy happiness down there too."
"Well... my dad bought a bunch too."
"Take it out first. There's more in the room."
The old lady went in and out again, with several more stacks of yellow paper in her hands.
"Anything else? Is there anything else you want to take? If not, then leave."
"No more, no more, you can go now."
The others were waiting in the yard, some with hoes took hoes, some with brooms took brooms, and some with sickles took sickles.
Father Ye had tied the two ends of the pole with a carrying pole. On one end was a bamboo basket full of mooncakes, and on the other end were two sacks of gold ingots that the old lady had just dragged out of the house, and a basket of offerings.
Seeing that everyone had come out of the house, he said, "Everything is ready, can we go now? We got up so early in the morning and have been dawdling until now. Everyone else is waiting by the roadside."
As he said this, he picked up the carrying pole and walked ahead.
The whole huge family headed for the village entrance, while Uncle Ye and Uncle Ye's families were already waiting there early. However, their two families were not as large as Ye's father's family.
The children and grandchildren are all grown up. Those who should work are working, and those who should go to jail are still in jail.
When they set out, they were followed by a large group of children. As they went up the mountain, more and more children joined them along the way. Once they reached the mountain, the team became larger and larger, and more people came from all directions after hearing the news.
Along the way, we met many people who went to the mountains to visit graves, but why did they seem to like to follow them? Why is that
Ye Chenghu walked along, twisting his neck to look back, trying to see how long the line was, until he saw a line on a small path next to him, and the people following behind were all running towards them.
He then ran to the back in frustration and shouted, "Go away, why are you following us? You can go to other people's houses nearby, go quickly, don't follow us."
He worked hard all day to collect so many cakes, but he had to give them away. He was so angry. If he had known, he would not have gone yesterday. Damn it! A day's work in vain!
"Hey, I heard your family is rich? Of course I'll follow you."
"Where can I get the money? Our family has no money. We are so poor. My mother says every day that she wants to sell me and my brother for money."
"My family, too."
"My family is different. My mother just said she wanted to beat me to death..."
As they were talking, Ye Chenghu also mixed in with the group of children and started chatting with them.
Old Master Ye’s coffin tomb is not far away. It is on a hillside and it only takes about ten minutes to climb from the foot of the mountain.
When they arrived, a family not far away had just finished sweeping the grave. However, when a group of children behind them rushed over, they found out that the family had already swept the grave and distributed the tomb cakes.
But no firecrackers were set off at all. If firecrackers had been set off, the children would have discovered that there was a house here and would have run over to ask for grave cakes.
But after the division, the children could do nothing about it. This happened to them several times yesterday. If they encountered such a situation, it would be a wasted trip.
In the past two years, there are a lot of people asking for tomb cakes, because every household has many children. Every time there is a tomb-sweeping ceremony, there are children everywhere on the hills and fields. Most people always prepare one or two baskets of tomb cakes.
At this time, the children had no snacks to eat, and many of the tomb owners were also so poor that they could not even afford to cook. However, no matter how poor they were, they could not avoid tomb sacrifices.
Therefore, those who really cannot afford to buy a lot of mooncakes can only go to the tomb to worship secretly. For example, they put paper money on the tomb, pack up their things, and then set off firecrackers. By the time everyone hears the noise and comes, they have already slipped away.
Even if you are caught, the tomb owner will say that the tomb cakes have already been divided and there is nothing you can do about it.
To be on the safe side, some people simply don't set off firecrackers and cover the grave silently.
There is no good reputation for sneaking into graves, but there is nothing we can do about it.
I unexpectedly met them early this morning, but I didn't know them. They seemed to be from the next village. Judging from the clean area around the grave not far away, these people should have arrived at dawn.
"Another wasted trip!"
"There were obviously no firecrackers..."
“There weren’t any red firecrackers on the ground…”
The Ye family's children were all so excited that they ran along, having long forgotten that everything they had begged for was confiscated.
"Hurry up and get to work weeding, stop talking nonsense."
"There are more people coming to our house than grass. Why call them? Let them play freely. We can call them back when we set off firecrackers later."
With his wife's words, Ye Yaodong ignored them and bent down to weed. The children also looked around excitedly to see if there was anyone visiting the graves nearby.
I haven't been to the mountain for a year. The grass around the graves has grown taller than the graves. It is a dense and messy patch. But at least they have more people and more tools.
With division of labor and cooperation, in just ten to twenty minutes, they had cleared all the grass within a ten-meter diameter of the coffin tomb. They also used stones to press yellow paper around the tomb in circles. At the same time, they could also place offerings and burn paper money.
Father Ye and Uncle Ye and Uncle Ye II took turns to burn incense and pray for blessings.
Ye Yaopeng, Ye Yaohua and other cousins also took turns to light incense according to their age. Ye Yaodong stood in the corner with his hands in his pockets. He waited until they finished worshipping before he went up.
So many people gathered together to pray and ask for his grandfather's blessing, who should his grandfather listen to? Of course, it must be the last one to be prayed, so that his grandfather can remember it.
He held a stick of incense in his hand, knelt in front of the tomb, and chanted sincerely: "On Qingming Festival, I worship Grandpa, Grandpa, please bless me to have good luck in everything, safe travels, loose pants, hundreds of boatmen help me work, small boats change to big boats, big boats change to steamers, steamers change to yachts, yachts change to airplanes, every day I count money until my hands cramp, ten houses are on the seaside, ten buildings are in Guangdong, ten companies are in Shanghai, ten courtyards are in Beijing, this year I will make money, every year I will make money, all the way, make money, make money..."
The uncles, brothers and cousins around him were dumbfounded when they heard him mumbling a wish. Is it possible to make wishes like this
Lin Xiuqing blushed. Couldn't he just make a promise in his heart
He wasn't embarrassed, she was embarrassed...
The corner of A Guang's mouth twitched, "You really know how to make a wish."
"A few more, only my grandfather can choose."
"Your grandfather is almost scared away and doesn't dare to eat your sacrifice."
Father Ye glared at Mother Ye and said, "What nonsense."
The others also smiled and called the children over to worship, handing each of them a stick of incense.
"Come and pray, and ask your ancestors to bless you so that you can pass the college entrance examination safely."
"I just want to ask for the blessing of my ancestors, so that I don't have to do homework, don't get beaten, and can get 100 points every day." Ye Chenghai said honestly.
Mrs. Ye said rudely, "What the hell are you thinking?"
"Uncle San can grant so many wishes!"
"Why are you competing with me? Hurry up and pray seriously. Make whatever wish you want. What if it comes true? Even if the ancestors didn't hear it, it's okay if the passing gods heard it. If the passing gods didn't hear it, don't we still have the mountain gods, the land gods and the land goddesses around?"
Everyone was confused after hearing this.
What a great plan.
After hearing what he said, the children also hurriedly made wishes.
"May my ancestors bless me to pick up a lot of money..."
"Please pray that I will win the marble game..."
"Please bless me to go to Shaolin Temple..."
"Please pray that I will be able to defeat XXX..."
The children were mumbling about all sorts of wishes, which made the listeners laugh and cry...
While they were praying, A Guang also went to the corner to set off firecrackers.
As soon as the firecrackers sounded, the children who were asking for grave cakes around immediately became excited. Those who had run out in all directions came back and surrounded the cemetery.
Ye Yaopeng and Ye Yaohua stood at the intersection carrying a basket of tomb cakes, ready to give one to each person, so that people could go down the mountain along the intersection to avoid someone taking advantage of the situation and asking for the cakes twice.
It's obvious that there are not enough tomb cakes to share in this full basket.
A bunch of children also rushed forward and squeezed to the front, fearing that if they had to queue at the back, there would be nothing left after the distribution. If they didn't distribute the food, it wouldn't be like some stingy family deliberately prepared less.
People like this will be scolded behind their backs.
The Ye brothers don't want to be scolded for this.
The two of them went one by one, and the others stood aside and watched with nothing to do. The children who got the tomb cakes did not dare to take advantage of the situation, and they all ran down the mountain quickly and obediently, ready to find the next house.
Little did they know that these children who were squeezed in the front would regret it soon after.
When Ye Yaodong saw that there were only a few glutinous rice cakes left in the bamboo basket, he took out a canvas bag, put it on his back, and took over as soon as the glutinous rice cakes were all distributed.
It is always better to be praised than to be scolded.
There were about thirty children at the back who were extremely disappointed when they heard that all the mooncakes had been distributed. They hung their heads in dejection and prepared to consider themselves unlucky and rush to the next house.
Unexpectedly, Ye Yaodong grabbed a boy who was about to run away and asked, "Why are you running?"
"There are no more tomb cakes. Let me go. I want..."
"There are no tomb cakes, but there is still money!"
He took out a handful of five-cent coins from his canvas bag, and then put one in front of the little boy. "There aren't enough grave cakes to share. Give me some money. Can you say something auspicious?"
"Wow! Money?" The boy was stunned for a moment, then his eyes widened with excitement. He couldn't believe it and didn't dare to take it.
"Really? No grave cakes to give out money?"
"No grave cakes to give out money?"
"Are you really giving out money? How much money?"
"Five cents! It's five cents!"
"Is this true? If there aren't enough tomb cakes to share, you can just give out money?"
“Are you really giving out money?”
The group of children behind him asked excitedly.
The children, who had just received the tomb cakes and had not walked far, heard the noise here and thought something was going on. They stopped and listened carefully, and were instantly shocked.
"Ah? You're giving out money if there's no bread?"
"No way? Is this true?"
“Are you really giving out money?”
Those who heard it ran back, but they had already received the tomb cakes and could not get the money.
When the children heard this, they felt terrible instantly. They regretted it so much that they wanted to throw away the cakes in their hands.
If there are not enough tomb cakes, just give out money!
This has never happened before. Who could have thought that someone would actually give out money
Just give money for free...
No one has ever given money directly.
The little boy who was grabbed by Ye Yaodong by the collar was so happy that he was almost incoherent, and nice words came out of his mouth like they were free.
"Congratulations to the boss on your prosperity. Congratulations to Ah Hai's third uncle on your prosperity. May you make a fortune, everything goes smoothly, may you be blessed with many sons, and may every one of them be a son..."
Ye Yaodong was quite happy to hear that at first, but he didn't want to listen to the last two sentences anymore, "Stop, stop, stop, that's enough, there's no need to have a son anymore, I've had enough."
"Thank you, Uncle Hai..."
The boy took the money and immediately jumped three feet high with excitement. Then he was reluctant to leave and continued to stand aside and watch.
When others saw that someone actually received the money, they were so excited that they all started to speak well of them.
Regardless of whether it was their turn or not, the person standing at the back never stopped talking and kept saying auspicious words, working very hard!
The whole mountain suddenly seemed very lively...
All around were children’s excited blessings, and the adults who saw it were amazed. Is this possible
Father Ye was already somewhat familiar with his tricks, and he laughed: "Your grandfather and ancestors must be very happy to hear this, and they will definitely bless you."