Back to the small fishing village in 1982

Chapter 1036 Agree to Repair the Tomb (1 words, monthly ticket +9)

After breakfast, Lin Xiuqing went to check the dried fish in the workshop. The continuous sunny days in the past few days had caused the temperature to rise to 27 or 28 degrees, and the dried fish in the workshop was almost dry.

Because of the rain in the past few days, the half-dried fish became damp again. Fortunately, it has been sunny in the past few days, and she has collected several sacks in the morning.

When Ye Yaodong went there, she was touching each piece to check its dryness.

"Don't you want to collect it in a sack?"

"Wait until the sun goes down in the evening before harvesting. Today's weather is good, so let it dry out for another day. There was a little dew at night, and the beach was a little damp. It wasn't that dry when you touched it in the morning. Have you turned the soil over?"

"The fields have been tilled and the seeds have been planted. If you don't want to help me, I'll go buy some meat."

"Go and empty the toilet in the pit. I didn't feel comfortable saying anything since I had eaten there this morning."

"Wait until the evening when it's almost dark and ask my dad to help me pour it. Why are you pouring it in the broad daylight? I'll scold you if they get choked by the smoke."

"Then just remember it."

He didn't feel comfortable ordering his younger brother to do this kind of work. He came here to work, not to do this specifically. He felt no burden to order his father to do it...

Because his father was used to doing that...

It has been sunny and windy these few days. Most of the men in the village are at home helping with work, so the village seems to be more crowded, and the streets are full of people.

Ye Yaodong was walking in the village carrying the meat he had just bought when he heard the villagers gossiping about how the father and son from Old Wang's family had gone to Haozi's house to make trouble again, demanding compensation for their medical expenses.

Not only did they demand compensation for the medical expenses of the man who beat someone a few days ago, they also demanded compensation for the medical expenses of the men who beat up their entire family last year.

The dispute has been going on for several days. In recent days, the Wang family has been going to Haozi's house to make trouble three times a day, morning, noon and night. They have not stopped from morning to night, and the villagers are tired of watching the show.

The relatives of Haozi's family originally came to help stop the trouble, but they were too tired to do so. Who has the time to stay at someone else's house all day and help them deal with their problems?
The Wang family is unreasonable. The two families would start fighting over a disagreement. Every day, innocent people would be affected, and relatives and neighbors who tried to mediate were often beaten.

In addition, what the couple did was quite unkind, and their reputation in the village is now extremely bad. No one is a masochist, and few relatives are willing to come to help mediate in the past two days.

The village committee did not miss any fights, but they just talked and stood in the corner, letting the people argue among themselves. It was because their family was so unpopular and their work was inhumane.

"Why not just get a divorce? With both families fighting like this, how can we still live like this?"

"We are all here to try to reconcile, not to try to separate. Who can we turn to if we separate? Your reputations are so bad, so we should just stick together."

"That's true..."

"I heard that Haozi has been asking for a divorce, but the Wang family refused, saying that they had to compensate Haozi's family for the medical expenses first, and then they could talk about the divorce."

"Has the rat been beaten so badly that he can't get out of bed?"

"I haven't heard about that. When the fight was more serious during those two days, relatives and neighbors helped to stop the fight. No one stopped the fight these two days, and I don't know what happened. I didn't leave the house, and I didn't hear anyone talking about it. Now I heard that whenever people pass by his house, his mother starts to curse, saying that everyone has bad intentions and is just making fun of their family..."

The villagers all had looks of disdain on their faces.

Ye Yaodong could hear discussions wherever he went.

Also because the weather was good, everyone was sitting at the door mending and weaving nets, or standing in groups of three or four chatting.

Some of them were still holding freshly washed clothes in their hands, reluctant to take them home to hang them up to dry; others were carrying vegetable baskets, picking vegetables on the spot and chatting.

After listening to it all the way, he didn't try to be as nosy as his mother and go to other people's doorsteps to watch the fun. He went straight home. Anyway, what he should know would reach his ears in no time.

If he went over to watch the fun when he had nothing to do, he might get into trouble. Besides, he was not interested in the troubles that the couple was having.

If there is any progress or gossip, his mother will also tell it during dinner time.

When he returned home, his father had already finished all the work assigned by the old lady, and his father was nowhere to be seen. He wanted to ask his father to pick up manure in the evening, but there was no news.

He muttered a few words, and the old lady heard it and said that she had already explained it.

The grandma and grandson really have such a tacit understanding and think alike.

In the evening, their whole family got to work. All the dried fish, shrimps and other things that were drying in the workshop were collected. The two days of rain did not cause any loss to them, as they were all dried in time.

The continuous spring rain is not just talk. Just two days after we finished harvesting the dried fish, the sky started to rumble and a drizzle began to fall again.

Ye Chengyang was eating breakfast while watching the lightning and thunder outside, "Why isn't the power outage?"

"Crow's Mouth, are you looking forward to the power outage?"

"Hehe... It feels like the power hasn't gone out for a long time. Before, the power went out whenever it rained, and there was a strong wind."

"You have a good memory. You even remember the typhoon day."

Ye Chengyang raised his chin proudly, "Of course."

"There are more power outages in the summer and fewer in the spring. There are more thunderstorms in the summer."

Ye Chenghu, carrying a school bag and wearing rain boots, sat there eating breakfast with a sad face, "Why do we have to go to school on a rainy day? The sky has become so dark, why do we have to go to school?"

"Because if you don't go to school you will be beaten at home."

"Ugh……"

"Which child sighs all day long? Don't sigh."

Ye Chenghu hung his head, looking unhappy.

"It will be Qingming Festival in two days. You don't have to go to school on Qingming Festival. You can go to the mountains to sweep the graves. You can also ask for tomb cakes."

He perked up instantly, "How many days are left before Qingming Festival?"

"The day after tomorrow."

He counted on his fingers and his shoulders slumped again, "Two more days! That's a long time. I have to study for two more days."

"It's raining. I can go to school with an umbrella later."

"What's so rare about it? I take it every day." He muttered.

Lin Xiuqing glanced at him and said, "Then don't take it today. Just pick a wild taro leaf and put it on your head when you go to school, okay?"

Ye Chenghu immediately fell silent, not daring to speak, and quickly ate the porridge in the bowl. Then he put down his bowl and chopsticks, ran to get the umbrella hanging behind the door, and ran away immediately.

"I'm done eating and going to school."

It started raining early in the morning. The house was as dark as night and felt damp everywhere. The family had no other entertainment activities, so after dinner they all sat together watching TV.

The rain continued from morning till night.

After two days of continuous rain, it gradually stopped and the sky began to glow red, dispelling the darkness.

It was not until the morning of Qingming Festival that the sky cleared up completely, but the road was muddy and there were water droplets on the weeds on the roadside. The fragrance of soil was everywhere, and even the smell of the sea was temporarily covered up.

Early in the morning, the whole family, some holding hoes, some holding brooms, some holding yellow paper, all got ready and waited at the door.

Only after all three brothers came out did they prepare to set off.

A Guang also came back last night, also for the tomb sweeping today, so Pei Yu was sent to Pei's house last night.

After the men went to sweep the graves, only Lin Xiuqing and Ye Xiaoxi were left at home. The same was true next door, where only Ye Dasao and Ye Ersao were left. The other children all went with them and asked for grave cakes.

It was a rare occasion that Aunt Ye and her husband came over early in the morning, preparing to visit the graves together.

Ye's father had already greeted her in the morning. It turned out that her husband's family had already swept the grave a few days ago while the weather was fine, so today the couple had time to come to the village and visit her mother's grave.

In fact, their family’s cemetery has not been repaired yet, so it doesn’t matter if they don’t sweep it. After all, the body has not been completely buried in the cemetery yet, but the formality still has to be followed.

All the weeds around need to be cleared, and all the paper money needs to be burned, otherwise what will the ancestors have to spend their money on?
"Mom, you want to go too at your age?" Aunt Ye looked at the old lady in surprise. She was also wearing rain boots and leaning on a cane, being supported by Ye's mother as she came out.

"Mom said that she hasn't gone up the mountain to worship for several years. This year, she plans to go up the mountain to worship with us while she can still walk. She doesn't know if she will still be able to walk in the future." said Ye's mother.

Father Ye also said: "This road is not good. If you can't walk later, it won't be difficult for them to carry you."

"That's fine. They're all strong guys anyway. It won't be a big deal to carry them up and down the mountain," Aunt Ye said with a smile. "Then shall we go to the village entrance and wait for the eldest and second brothers?"

"Let's go, they should be waiting at the entrance of the village."

Now the road is still flat, and the old lady refused to be carried by them, and just walked slowly with her crutches.

A large family walked towards the village in a mighty procession. The main road in the village was also filled with a large group of people, in groups, either holding hoes or brooms.

Everyone was walking and chatting, and it felt like the whole village was mobilized.

Some people have already swept the tomb in advance and are sitting at the gate watching.

After Ye's father's family met up with the families of Uncle Ye and Second Uncle Ye, everyone just walked forward. The three brothers didn't communicate with each other, and they didn't smile at all. They all had sullen faces.

Fortunately, several cousins ​​of the next generation were still communicating, but they all gathered around Ye Yaodong and his two brothers. As soon as they saw them coming, they all came forward to greet them.

Who made the three brothers the most promising among their cousins, especially Ye Yaodong, who is famous in the surrounding area.

Everyone gathered around him, chatting as they walked, which somewhat eased the awkward silence of the three brothers of Ye's father.

"Why did you bring grandma along? She's already old, just let her stay at home."

"It just rained, the ground is wet everywhere, it's easy to fall."

Ye Yaopeng repeated what his mother had said before, and the others remained silent and had no opinions.

If you want to go, go ahead.

The old lady did not cry all the way to the grave as she had said before. That would have been too embarrassing and too humiliating. After all, he was her own son.

It’s okay to quarrel among family members, but you can’t embarrass yourself in public.

Family matters should be resolved by the family themselves, there is no need to make a fool of yourself to outsiders.

As usual, Aunt Ye and Aunt Ye II did not come, so only Mother Ye went with them because she had to support the old lady.

When they were about to walk up the mountain road, the brothers began to take turns carrying the old lady on their backs, and the children all ran away to ask for tomb cakes. Anyway, when they went to sweep the graves later, they would naturally come back.

Uncle Ye frowned as he watched, "Why are you following me? You're just causing trouble. This road is not easy to walk on, and you have to carry me. What if I don't stand properly and fall down? Then it will be hard for everyone."

Ye Erbo also said: "That's right, you should just stay at home when you are old. This road is hard for young people to walk on, let alone an old man like you. Isn't it the same to wait until the tomb is repaired before coming here to worship?"

"I'm afraid that I won't be able to see the tomb being repaired after I die. If I don't come to pay my respects now, I might not have the chance next year. I already have one foot halfway into the coffin, who knows when I can eat it?"

"That's not a big deal. I've already told the third brother that we'll find someone to repair the tomb after Qingming Festival."

"The boss disagrees. He thinks we are trying to kill him because of a dead person."

Uncle Ye had a sour face, "It's already so many years late, how much difference can a few years late make? You are all rich and not short of money, or you have many sons who are all around you, so there is not much left after sharing. I can't do that, I have no one and no money, what can I use to make up for it?"

"As long as you agree, Dongzi can help with the money first..."

"That won't do. If he pays for it, should I be buried there? Will they let me be buried there? Wouldn't it become the ancestral tomb of the Third Brother's family?"

"He paid for it first, and you can give it to him when you have money..."

"In fact, I didn't pay for it. What if my ancestors don't bless me? This kind of ancestral matter must be paid for by everyone. Let's talk about it in a few years. You also know my current situation. I have to keep talking about repairing the tomb at this time. Can you take care of us living people first?"

The old lady was so angry that she picked up her cane and was about to hit him, but he dodged it, took a few quick steps, and went to the front without paying any attention to the people behind him.

The simple cemetery for the ashes is approaching.

Uncle Ye Er didn't know what to say for a moment. Ever since Ye Yaohong went to jail, the two brothers had become more distant and no longer as close as they used to be. After all, his son had also been cheated of money, and he had no idea that Uncle Ye had not yet agreed.

The three Ye Yaodong brothers had long known Uncle Ye's attitude, and their expressions remained unchanged.

But the other group of cousins ​​just looked at each other in confusion and fell silent.

The old lady cursed angrily, "What's the point of having a son like this? He might as well have drowned in the urine bucket. No matter how you explain it, it doesn't make sense. It's just unfilial."

"What sin have I committed? I just want to build a tomb, which is good for everyone and also ask your father to bless you. But you all refuse to do it. It's useless even if I talk you until my lips are worn out..."

"Everyone had difficulties in the past few years, that's for sure. But things have gotten better in recent years. That's all thanks to our ancestors. We can't blame others for our boss's bad situation. Let's all help pay the money and build the tomb. Isn't it the same to write an IOU..."

"You guys are trying to piss me off to death, or you want me to have no place to be buried after I die..."

The old lady became angrier and angrier as she spoke. She took out her crutch and hit Uncle Ye on the back as soon as she was carried on his back.

Uncle Ye didn't feel much pain, but when he saw the people who were visiting the graves around him looking at him, his face changed and he quickly explained, "I agree, mother, I have no objection. I agree to repair the tomb and I am willing to pay for it. After so many years, it is only right to repair a tomb for our father..."

Ye's father hurried to Ye Yaodong's side to avoid being hit by the cane. If someone saw it, they would think he was unfilial and would be scolded behind his back.

Others also hurried to persuade the old lady.

"We're almost there, don't move around, otherwise the road will be slippery after the rain, and it's hard to walk on the mountain road. If one of you doesn't fall, two of you will. It's okay for us young people to fall, but don't let yourself fall, or it will be troublesome."

"Yeah, don't move around. Wait until you have something to say. Let's all help talk to uncle."

"That's right, everyone coming and going on the mountain is burning incense, it doesn't look good..."

"You all know it's not a good look. He's eating like a dog at his age."

The old lady stopped after cursing and watched the cemetery turn a corner and arrive.

There are weeds all around and some roads are walked by people, but fortunately it is much easier to walk on than the muddy steep slope road up the mountain. There is grass on the ground, so you won't slip when you step on it, and you won't get your feet covered in mud.

When everyone arrived at the place, Uncle Ye and his son were already there, and Uncle Ye had already knelt down and cried.

"…Why am I so miserable? I'm already over 50 years old, and I still have no hope at all in my life…"

"Dad... I really have no choice. If I had money, would I not build your tomb? I really have no money. I only have two sons. One of them was ruined and hasn't been born for several years. Now I only have one son by my side. We are living a tight life. I really have no power..."

"Dad, you have to bless me and Afan too. We are both your biological sons and grandsons. When we have money, we will build a tomb for you, a big one, so you can lie comfortably. We will burn lots of paper money for you so that you can live comfortably in the underworld..."

"I really have no other choice now. Please understand me and bless me. I kowtow to you. I can kneel down for a long time..."

As soon as the old lady was put down, she quickly stepped forward and hit him with her cane.

"If he blesses you, you have to repair your tomb. If you can't even afford to build a tomb, how can you expect your father to bless you? He can get thousands or tens of thousands of dollars, but what's missing for repairing the tomb?"

"Why didn't you think of repairing the tomb when you were so rich? You only thought about yourself, and I raised you in vain. It's a good thing I didn't live with you in your old age. If I had lived with you in your old age, you would have thought I was a burden and kicked me out to beg for food."

"Mom, I really can't afford this money. You know the situation of my family. Ahong still has a large sum of money hanging around, and our house has been emptied a long time ago..."

"I've already said that Dongzi can pay for the repairs first, and then you can write an IOU and it will be your share. As long as you think about paying it back, what difference does it make?"

"How can they be the same? After all, they were all paid by him."

"Then go borrow from others. You have four daughters in your family. Lend each of them a little and help them out. Is there anything else you can do without? What's the point of having daughters? Having daughters is a critical time. If you need help, help your family if you can. Otherwise, you have raised them all in vain. Don't you need your parents' home anymore after they get married?"

"How can it be so easy to borrow..."

The old lady immediately sat on the ground and burst into tears, "Oh, you deliberately don't want to bury your father. You just want him to be exposed to the wind and rain outside. The old man has a miserable life. He can't rest in peace after death. There is no place to bury him..."

"How can I dare to die? When I die, I will have no place to bury myself. I dare not die, I dare not die... Old man, please bless me to live longer, so that I can scold them and urge them to build a tomb for you..."

"So that after we die, we won't have to become wandering ghosts without even a place to be buried..."

Everyone was frightened by the old lady's harsh words and rushed forward to persuade her.

Isn't this the same as saying that there is no place for burial after death? Everyone's face turned pale.

People live for their life before and after death.

"Mom, we were wrong, fix it now, don't say that..."

"Yes, yes, we will find workers to repair the tomb as soon as we get down the mountain..."

"Yes, don't be like that. We will build a big cemetery so that Dad can lie down comfortably..."

All the sons and grandsons knelt on the ground and tried to persuade him one by one.

Uncle Ye’s face turned pale and he was speechless.

Ye Yaofan quickly followed suit, "Dad, let's just agree. Everyone says to repair it, but you don't. My grandfather will be angry in the underworld."

"Old man, if you can hear me, go find the boss and tell him at night. It's useless for us to say anything. If you want to have a place to be buried, just tell him in your dream..."

"I have the blessing of children and grandchildren, but you don't. There's nothing I can do for you. I can only burn more paper money for you. I can't do anything else. I'm old and my words are useless. No one takes me seriously and treats me as an old man. So I can only come here today to ask you for help to talk..."

"You have to rely on yourself. I am no longer capable of doing this. I am useless..."

Father Ye was sweating profusely when he heard this. He didn't expect his mother to say such serious things. He was panicked. "No... Mom... Big Brother will definitely agree. Let's weed first..."

"Why are we weeding? There's not even a proper cemetery. Who else can lie down? I can't even lie down if I want to..."

Ye Erbo also hurried to pull Ye Dabo, whose face was pale and sweating, and said, "Hurry up and tell me, it's the same whether you repair it sooner or later. Agree earlier and repair it earlier. What are you holding back? If there was a way, Ah Hong would have been released long ago. Anyway, he can get a reduced sentence in there. You might as well repair the tomb earlier and ask Dad to bless him to get out earlier and bless you to have a better life."

"It's possible that Dad thinks we are not filial and has gone to bless Dongzi. We should be more sincere in the future, burn more incense, burn more paper money, and pray more."

Aunt Ye also pointed at Uncle Ye's nose and cursed: "Do you want to piss off mom to death, or do you want to piss off dad so much that he crawls out of the ground to beat you? How hard can it be to build a tomb? Do you still want to be buried there in the future? Be careful that dad will come to you in your dreams and scold you to death. You didn't even say a word in front of him."

"no no……"

"I'll lend you the money for the tomb repairs first. Just write me an IOU and it will still be your money..."

Uncle Ye nodded, but the old lady didn't see it.

The old lady continued to cry, "Old man, I don't know how long I can live. I probably won't be able to go up the mountain to see you next year. When I die..."

He quickly knelt down in front of the old lady and said, "Mother... Mother... I was wrong, I was wrong. Repair, repair, repair, repair. Repair, repair, repair. I will sell everything I have and go begging to repair our father's tomb."

"How could I ask you to sell everything you have to beg for food? As long as I have food to eat, why would I let you starve? No matter how hard life is, can it be as hard as when you were little? You all grew up drinking my blood. When there was no milk, you could only drink blood. As long as I have food to eat, you will never starve to death..."

"Well, okay, okay..."

"When the time comes to build the tomb, let Afan work with you. He will have work to do and can get some compensation for his work. It doesn't cost much to build a tomb, and the work can almost make up for it. You keep saying you have no money... it's all bad luck to you..."

Uncle Ye had nothing to say at this moment, he just nodded.

"Then it's agreed upon. Stand up first. Everyone, stand up first. Your face is too scary and too unlucky." Father Ye quickly helped the old lady up.

"Why is it scary? I'm telling the truth, isn't it? This tomb hasn't been repaired yet, how dare I die? Even if I die, I have to watch with one eye open."

"Stop talking, stop talking. Sit aside and take a rest. Let's remove the grass around first. Then we can choose this piece to build the tomb, right?"

Uncle Ye hesitated and said, "Just build it here? Should we ask someone to see where the feng shui is better?"

"I think the feng shui here is pretty good. For several years, everyone has been safe and sound, without any illness or disaster..."

Ye Yaofan wanted to say something but hesitated, not daring to utter a word.

When Uncle Ye saw that the old lady had sat up and stopped crying, he calmed down and spoke.

"Let's choose a new cemetery. I think this piece of land is not good for our family. Let's choose a piece that is better for everyone."

"Why is it bad? What does your man-made thing have to do with Feng Shui?" Ye's father said bluntly.

"Bad feng shui will affect people..."

"It's a question of character, not feng shui. We decided to bury him here from the beginning. We applied to the village committee a few years ago. We will bury him here from now on."

"That can be changed. Just go to the village committee and say hello. What's so difficult about that? It doesn't cost any money."

"But this piece of land has been looked at by others, and they all say it's good. If you find someone else to look at it again, won't it be the same?"

"How can it be the same? It would be better to look at a new piece of land..."

Father Ye and Uncle Ye were arguing back and forth, and it was not their turn to speak on the matter of choosing a cemetery.

Uncle Ye was also hesitant. His family had been burying their graves in the past few years, but it was neither good nor bad. Who knew whether it would be good or bad if he moved to a new plot of land for cemetery?

Ye Yaodong frowned as he looked at his father, who was arguing with his uncle, while others were listening on the side.

"How about we weed first? Regardless of whether the urn is built here or not, we still have to weed the surrounding weeds. The grass is taller than the urn."

"Then let's go out and weed first. Uncle and Third Uncle should discuss it first..."

"Then let's fix it first..."

After agreeing to build the tomb, the site selection became a big problem. The two old men, both over fifty years old, argued so hard that neither of them could convince the other.

Of course this piece of cemetery is good for Ye's father. After all, their family has been getting more and more prosperous in recent years.

But for Uncle Ye, these past few years couldn't be more miserable. The ancestral cemetery is related to the feng shui of future generations. How could he be buried here and affect the feng shui of their branch in the future?

You can compromise on anything, but you cannot compromise on matters concerning the feng shui of future generations.

Ye Yaodong felt a headache after hearing this. In his previous life, it was actually his uncle who took the lead in repairing the tomb.

Because two years later in 1987, the old lady accidentally fell in the vegetable garden at the back door of the old house and died. Then Ye Yaohong had made a fortune in the past few years, so he decided to build a tomb and bury the old man and the old lady together.

When it was proposed, everyone agreed without hesitation. The three families shared the property equally and chose the same cemetery plot without any changes. The problem was solved very harmoniously.

There are no problems, no bad sounds.

As a result, now they have to argue over the location again, as his uncle's family no longer wants this piece of land for the cemetery.

If this problem is not solved, the tomb cannot be repaired and we will have to go back to square one.

The two old men had not yet stopped arguing until all the grass within a diameter of about ten meters had been removed, the yellow paper had been burned, and they were about to set off firecrackers.

"It's fine to repair the tomb. I have no objection. The three of us will share the cost. But we have to choose a new cemetery. We can ask an old gentleman to take a look at it again. We will share the cost as usual."

"I've seen it all, this is it..."

“It’s not possible here!”

……

When the children ran back, they heard the quarrel from afar. They didn't even bother to check whether they had taken the wrong road. They just followed the noise and came here. Then, they all stood next to their fathers obediently.

"What's wrong dad?"

"Children, don't ask so many questions."

The old lady listened to their quarrel, but she had no idea what to do. Who could tell the truth about Feng Shui? If a person was not buried properly, it would affect future generations, which would be a great sin.

"Dad, go ask the Bodhisattva. Don't all my grandmas like to ask the Bodhisattva?"

The child's voice was particularly abrupt and everyone heard it.

"Why ask the Buddha? You should ask someone who knows Feng Shui..."

The old lady frowned, "Stop arguing. Go and pray first and light some incense. I'll go back to the temple and smash the holy cup to see if the Bodhisattva says we should change it or not. If we don't, choose this piece of land. If we do, let's ask a Feng Shui expert to take a look."

"Is this possible? Even if the Bodhisattva doesn't agree, you will still fall down several times?" Uncle Ye questioned.

"I'll just fall once this time and see what the Bodhisattva says. Uh... let's ask Mazu? The Tianhou Temple is closer, they are all gods, it should be the same no matter who I ask."

"How can this be a joke? Let's ask someone who knows to come over and take a look first."

"Ask Mazu, who knows if the Feng Shui master is effective? At that time, the Feng Shui of this piece of land was said to be very good and could bring prosperity to our family and descendants. If it was really effective, why would we need to look for another piece of land? We just need to wait for a long time, and our descendants will naturally get better and better. If you think this piece of land is not good, can you change to another piece of land? Anyway, he can't be sure, so it doesn't work."

The old lady's words made Uncle Ye hesitate.

"That's it for now. I'll go back and ask around. Maybe this piece of land has good feng shui, and your family just hasn't benefited from it yet. It'll take a few more years for everyone to take turns getting rich."

"I'm already so unlucky, it's impossible to get any more unlucky. It's as bad as it can get, of course it will get better."

Father Ye couldn't help but say, "Maybe it could be worse, but thanks to the blessing of the ancestors, he was only imprisoned for ten years. Afan's condition was not that serious, and he was released in a few months."

When Uncle Ye heard this, his veins popped out and he grabbed a handful of dirt and threw it directly at Ye's father.

The old lady also took her cane and hit Father Ye, "What are you talking about?"

Father Ye slapped his mouth and smiled awkwardly, "I'm talking nonsense, but you have to think positively about everything, that's for sure. You can't just think about the bad luck..."

The old lady tried to smooth things over, "When the cemetery is built, the old man will lie down peacefully. Having a place to rest will surely protect you better than it is now."

"Everyone, take turns to burn incense quickly, so that you can go back and ask the Buddha for help after you finish burning incense."

"Then burn incense, take turns burning incense..."

After the commotion and quarrel, everyone now behaved themselves and took turns to burn three incense sticks.

Ye Yaodong didn't do anything weird, nor did he feel comfortable making a wish, for he was afraid that his grandfather had not yet digested last year's debts, so he just obediently lit three incense sticks.

If he still wants to make a wish, he must at least give his grandfather a sweet treat, repair the cemetery, and then make a few more wishes.

After offering incense and burning paper money, everyone bowed together and then set off firecrackers.

A basket of tomb cakes that had been prepared in advance was not approached by anyone amid their quarrel. Even those who had come to ask for tomb cakes gave up after hearing the fierce quarrel.

So even when they brought up a basket, no one could divide it, and the basket remained intact.

"What should we do? We have already ordered a basket of tomb cakes, and it is impossible to return them. We were noisy here just now, and I guess no one dares to come near."

"For those of us who are here, let's divide it up into two or three portions. We can at least take some back to fill our stomachs."

"Then let the two children and three adults share it, so as to avoid having to carry it back intact."

"Okay, then let's divide it among ourselves."

Each child had a string of tomb cakes around his neck, at least seven or eight. They had only climbed the mountain for an hour or two, and they were all quite capable of running.

When they saw that they could still get their own grave cakes, they happily took off all the ones around their necks, untied the rope at one end, strung two more on, and then put them on their heads again. Their chests were covered with a string of round grave cakes, both boys and girls.

Ye Yaodong also tied up Ye Chengyang and put the hat on his head. "Look at your pants and body. They are all covered in mud. Did you fall while running?"

"Yeah, the mud on this road is too slippery. I fell several times."

"I'll be beaten again if I go back."

“There’s a washing machine!”

"Oh, this is convenient for you guys. Aren't you afraid of not having clothes to change into?"

"That washing machine is great, it just takes a spin and dries. We don't have to worry about being covered in mud every day."

"Come on, go home."

Everyone was walking there and munching on mooncakes, so he took one and munched on it as well. It tasted salty and quite delicious.

As usual, the old lady was carried down the mountain by her cousins.

On the way down the mountain, only the cousins ​​spoke as usual, while his father and his three brothers remained silent.

"Are we going to the temple with grandma to smash the Holy Grail later?"

"Should we go too? My dad and the others can go, right? Anyway, they are the ones who made the decision. Let them accompany the old lady to the temple and serve as witnesses."

"Should I ask the Bodhisattva? Or should I ask Mazu?"

"The Mazu Temple is closer, it's the same, there are gods here." said the old lady on his back.

Ye Yaodong felt that this was a joke, but he knew that his father would never agree to change the cemetery, so he felt relieved with his father around.

A group of people walked slowly down the mountain. Many people on the mountain were also visiting the graves. Some were from this village, some from the neighboring village, and some from surrounding villages. Those who knew each other greeted each other, while those who didn't know each other just walked on their own.

Ye Yaodong watched Ye Chengyang fall every three steps and every five steps. Worried that he would dirty the shawl on his neck, he kindly helped him take it off, and then watched him slide and fall as he walked to the foot of the mountain.

The whole person looked like he had been fished out of mud. His chest upwards was clean, but the area below his chest was extremely dirty, and you couldn't even tell the original color of his clothes.

A group of children also laughed at him along the way, but they all fell down to one extent or another, and their bodies were covered in mud, so it was completely a case of the pot calling the kettle black.

It's the same with other children. Even if they don't fall on a dirt mountain road after rain, they will still get mud all over their feet.

"Yangyang, you are going to beat your mother!"

"Same for you."

"I'm taller than my mother, so she can't hit me." Ye Chenghai said happily.

Ye Chenghu said proudly: "I have a washing machine at home!"

"Then you still have to fight if you get dirty."

“But I have a washing machine at home!”

"Then you're still dirty."

“But I have a washing machine at home!”

"Fuck... just shut up..."

Ye Yaopeng immediately frowned and scolded, "Ye Chenghai, what did you say?"

Ye Chenghu jumped up and down happily, shaking his head, pissing them off, "I have a washing machine at home~"

"I want to hit you!"

“I have a washing machine at home~”

Everyone was so angry at him that they started chasing after him.

He turned around and ran away immediately in fear, "Ah! What are you doing?"

"Don't run away. Come here and give us a beating first."

"Ah, no……"

"Dongzi, did you buy a washing machine?" Everyone else looked at him enviously when they heard that.

"Well, it rains all the time, and the children's clothes can't dry. They get wet every day. If we buy a washing machine, it will save Ah Qing a lot of trouble. She's very busy now."

"You're really rich, that must be several hundred or even a thousand dollars, right?"

“Just a few hundred dollars.”

"At once"

"You have everything at home now, right? When are you going to buy a refrigerator? I heard that refrigerators are getting better and better, bigger and more expensive!"

"I heard that color TV is now available. It's a color TV, not the black and white one we have..."

"Yeah, when are you going to buy it? Let us all see it..."

"Then you should pray for me to get rich. When I can afford it, I will tell you and let you see it."

"Ha ha……"

Who wants to pray for you to get rich?
Everyone was complaining in their hearts, saying that he was already so rich, but they still had to pray for him to get richer. If they could pray, they would definitely pray for themselves.

Ye Yaodong also looked at everyone's expressions with a smile.

The old lady said: "Ask your grandfather to bless you more."

Everyone:"……"

　200 words

　　
　
(End of this chapter)