The young man below him had a broad back and strong arms. The steep and slippery stone slabs seemed to have no effect on him at all. He walked fast and steadily. He carried a person on his back up the mountain so quickly without even panting. Zhou's father looked at the flat-cut head and asked, "Have you ever been in the army?"
"Well, I stayed for a while." Meng Su's voice was steady, without any breath.
Dad Zhou nodded secretly. According to his intuition, at least half of these people have been in the army. Judging from the walking posture and the momentum, they should be troops who have been on the battlefield.
This time, Ling Qingyu came back prepared, so he could relax a little bit.
What happened to Papa Ling, he always regretted that he didn't do anything to help. His best old comrade-in-arms just got mad and passed away so quickly, so he didn't recover for half a year.
He has not been back to Ningcheng for a long time. He has been in the army before, and he is also in the northern army. The relationship here is not as good as Ling's father. When he came back, he was taken care of by Ling's father from housing to life. However, Ling's father When that happened, all his relationships were useless, and when he thought about it, he felt uncomfortable.
Father Ling's tomb is still some distance from the top of the mountain, which is particular about Feng Shui, facing the sun and facing the water, with the back against the green hills, forming a group hugging.
However, burying my father here is not because of the Feng Shui master, but what my father is most proud of is not his 20 years in the provincial capital, but the fact that he put this former barren mountain and wild ridge like a garbage dump. It has become the green mountains and green waters of today.
The tomb is made of marble, and only half of the characters are written on the tombstone. In addition, Ling Ma's name is not inked. head.
Sum and Ye Shishi held brooms in their hands, Yan Qi and Ying Shisan held rags, and they didn't take much effort to clean up the cemetery, and then Cheng Jia came out with incense.
They bought a lot of foundation items, and after Yingjiu put Zhou Mama down, she and Yepo cleared out an open space next to them for burning those paper houses.
Wu Yi began to cry from the moment she went up the mountain, and when Ye Po put her on the ground, she took a few steps forward, touching the photo of Ling's father on the tombstone, and she cried even more.
"Mom..." Ling Qingyu's eyes were also red, and he supported Wu Yi and said in a low voice: "Mom, Dad has done good deeds all his life and accumulated a lot of blessings. He will definitely enter heaven. He will feel at ease only if you live well." She was closest to her father. When her father passed away, she was hit very hard. But after 24 years there, she experienced such things as soul piercing, and her mentality is completely different. Her father was upright all his life and treated others kindly. , will definitely get a good reincarnation.
"I know, I know." Gently patting her daughter's hand, Wu Yi wiped away her tears, knowing that she knew, but the man who had been with her and loved her all her life was now separated by yin and yang, and that kind of lonely pain can only be experienced by herself. experience.
The flowers were arranged, and the incense candles were lit. Wu Yi took the lead and bowed three times first, then Zhou's father and mother Zhou lit incense and bowed three times. Talk to my father carefully.
"Father, I will take good care of Mom. Don't worry, Shu Qifan and I have already divorced, and then... I brought you back a good son-in-law. My daughter is fine and happy now. The son-in-laws will kowtow to you later." Time, you also have a look."
Starting from Yan San, Yang Zhao, Cheng Jia, Ying Jiu, Yan Qi, Sum, Meng Su, Ying Shisan, He Li, Zhao Yinfeng, Ye Shiyi, Ye Po, offered incense and kowtowed one by one.
The men were all thinking about what they wanted to say in their hearts, with regular and straight postures, meticulous manners, dignified and solemn expressions, and that, bang bang bang bang bang bang.
Zhou Ziqing suddenly remembered what Tao Zhuo said, they all liked Ling Qingyu, and looked up at Ling Qingyu, seeing Ling Qingyu and Wu Yi who was supported by her both showed gratified smiles, and felt even more heartbroken.
Tao Zhuo also knelt and kowtowed after Ye Po. He wanted to imitate them in that beautiful and rigorous kneeling posture. When he bent his knees, he lost his shape. After inserting the incense stick, he sneaked a peek at Ye Po's forehead. The red piece gave up imitating their kowtow and kowtowed loudly, watching Zhou Ziqing follow her and kowtow normally, then got up and pushed it away, and said in a low voice: "I told you, do you believe it?"
After the incense was finished, Ye Shiyi arranged the paper house and piles of paper money, and stood on both sides with Ye Po. It was windy today, although it was covered with snow, but the branches were dry in winter. The mountain fire, this place has been the painstaking effort of Ling's father for twenty years.
The two peerless masters stood facing each other without any movement, and the fire that started to burn slowly in the middle burned up in a very strange way.
The wind roared in the mountains and forests, bringing the broken snow flying, making the dead branches and leaves rustle.
But the smoke on the ever-burning fire moved up in a straight line with a slight flicker, and even sparks and debris were floating in the middle ball.
Zhou's father and mother, who were worried that burning so much paper would cause a wildfire, were relieved.
Tao Zhuo's eyes widened, he looked at the huge fire that was slowly extinguishing, and said softly to Zhou Ziqing, "You are an uncle, I'm afraid you will be wronged."
Zhou Ziqing stabbed him unknowingly, and said, "Don't gossip again." Before she finished speaking, she saw that handsome man named Yan Qi rushing down.
What a steal!
Like a gust of wind, it went down many steps and disappeared at the turning.
The wind was strong on the mountain, even though it was clear after the snow, it was still bitingly cold. Ling Qingyu still had a big aunt on her body, and she would feel cold even if she was dressed like a ball. Seeing that the fire was almost burning, Yang Zhao proposed to go down the mountain .
Wu Yi originally wanted to stay longer, but seeing her daughter's pale face half leaning on Yan San, she said a few more words to Papa Ling, and then went down the mountain.
The road going down the mountain was more slippery than the one going up, but worried about Ling Qingyu's body, the speed of going down the mountain became faster.
If it wasn't for worrying about the presence of the four members of the Zhou family, Yan San would have wanted to fly down directly with lightness kung fu.
Just after passing the mountainside, Yan Qi, who had gone down earlier, swept up. Yan Qi, who turned around from the bend, obviously stopped with ease, and the momentum was still a little bit unstoppable. She floated over with a beautiful posture, and whispered in Yang Zhao's ear. One sentence.
Yan Qi's voice was very soft, but the distance between them was not far away, and their hearing was very good. Hearing Yan Qi's words, the expressions of the men all changed.
Yan San paused, thinking whether it would be better not to take her down the mountain.
Yang Zhao glanced at Ling Qingyu's slightly frowned brows. She had already been on the mountain for an hour, and she was afraid that her body would not be able to bear it, so she said, "Let's go down first." As he spoke, He Li and the others had already passed them and ran down. .
Yan San nodded, quickened his pace, and rushed down the mountain.
Ling Qingyu didn't hear what Yan Qi said, but judging from their reactions, she knew it was not a good thing. She was nervous at first, but when she saw Yan San's tightly pursed lips, she was no longer worried.
Yes, now she has nothing to worry about or be afraid of.
A few steps away from the foot of the mountain, I heard a roar from the path. Two trucks full of people and a bulldozer drove over.
Ling Qingyu was taken aback for a moment, and then he heard someone on the truck come out with a loudspeaker and shouted: "Hey, people in front, listen, this place has been nationalized, and the road is going to be built from here, those graves on your mountain and so on Move away quickly, if you don't move away, we will help you level it!"
As he yelled, the truck stopped, and dozens of people got off the truck one after another, standing in front of the truck with shovels, hammers and other things in their cold hands.
A person jumped out of the truck cab, clapped the horn in his hand, and shouted again: "Did you hear that?"
"What do they mean?" Wu Yi asked puzzled.
Ling Qingyu was already trembling with anger, and said in a deep voice, "Find the person behind it."
"Yes!" In response, Ye Shiyi and Ye Po rushed out.
Yang Zhao and the others went down the mountain first, and they had already opened the trunk of the car to pick out some guys inside, and then each of them came out with a long stick.
"It's really courageous." Zhao Yinfeng said in a sinister way, holding a stick flower, tapping on the palm of his hand.
"This time, we don't need to keep our hands, right?" Meng Su said with a sneer while holding a stick in his hand.
Yang Zhaoheli didn't speak, just took off his coat, rolled up his sleeves, turned his long stick, and then walked towards the truck with awe-inspiring aura.
If you dare to dig someone's grave, you must be prepared to be buried alive!
Seeing that there were only four people who made him feel like a mighty army, Foreman Cheng unknowingly took a step back, then leaned his back against the front of the truck and shouted: "Don't mess around!" Come on! We are ordered by the government! Do you know what a crime it is to obstruct a key national project!"
"Boss..." The man next to him holding the shovel chattered his teeth, "No, didn't you say that there are only two women here, so it's fine to scare them?" All right!
"Yes, boss, we only took two hundred yuan, and the price does not include fighting." Another subordinate sniffled and said.
Foreman Cheng took the horn away and said in a low voice: "I know, isn't this just to scare them?"
"Boss, I think you can't scare them, they don't seem to be country people!"
"Yeah, Boss, there's going to be a fight, and you have to pay more."
"You pigs, there are only four of them, and there are more than fifty of us. Are you afraid that you won't be able to beat them? They are crushed to death!" Foreman Cheng watched as he approached step by step, and the thin snow on the ground seemed to be rolled up. Under their feet, like snowflakes, the murderous aura came with substantial persecution, and they shouted: "Come down, each person will add a thousand! We must let them know how powerful we are!"