Parents are busy farming

This time came Wang Tingmei's two sons. They had sad faces and wore plain clothes. As Wang Tinghe's nephews, according to etiquette, they should wear sackcloth and mourning.

Ye Lanshi looked at these two unfamiliar faces and felt a little at a loss. She had never seen them before, nor did she know their wives. Just when Ye Lan was confused and embarrassed, Wang Hong appeared in time.

Wang Hong knew them and was familiar with these etiquettes, and even helped arrange everything.

Since Wang Tingmei's sons knew that Ye Zifen had not returned yet, they knelt silently in the corner, with sadness and alienation in their eyes.

They didn't know these relatives of the Ye family, so they could only watch from the side.

When Wang Chuanren saw them like this, he couldn't help but feel sympathy and concern in his heart.

He wanted to go over and talk to them, try to break the barrier of silence, but when he tried to go over and talk to them, they shook their heads at him.

When he saw their miserable and alienated faces and their lack of desire to communicate with him, he hesitated and finally gave up.

Perhaps at this moment, what they need more is silence and solitude.

There are quite a few guests coming to the Ye family. With Ye Zifen’s current connections in the county, there will definitely be an endless stream of people paying their respects today.

Two hours later, with the expectation of everyone in the Ye family, the master from the temple finally arrived at the Ye family.

Lu Zili had already been waiting anxiously at Ye's house. When he heard the news of the master's arrival, he hurried out to welcome him.

He walked quickly to the master, clasped his hands, and said with respect: "Master, you are finally here. I have sent someone to invite my uncle. Please come in first, have a cup of tea, take a rest, and wait for my uncle to come back." Let’s go and see it together.”

However, the master remained silent, his expression serious and solemn.

He just nodded slightly, and then followed Lu Zili into Ye's house.

Ye Yongwang and Wang Tingfeng actually didn't go anywhere else at this time. They just sat quietly in Ye Zifen's room.

When someone conveyed the news of the master's arrival to them, a complex sadness surged in their hearts, and the two slowly stood up.

During these two hours, they didn't do anything special. They just drank tea together and recalled every bit of the past.

The years they had experienced together flashed before their eyes like a picture.

After Ye Yongwang and Wang Tingfeng returned to Ye's house, Ye Chengsi and Zifang had already rested and were keeping vigil with Wang Chuanren's help, kneeling to thank their guests.

Ye Yongwang said to Wang Chuanren: "Let's go to the cemetery and leave the family to you first."

Wang Chuanren nodded.

The master, together with Lu Zili, Ye Yongwang, Ye Chengsi and Wang Tingfeng, set out on the road to Lu Yunduo's grave.

Ye Chengsi was held by Ye Yongwang, and Ye Chengsi held a white sail in his hand.

The little face is full of seriousness and seriousness.

At that time, the Ye family had also seen the Yin Mansion, so they firmly believed that Lu Yunduo's tomb must be in a good location.

Wang Tinghe was bound to be buried under Lu Yunduo's cemetery, so he just asked the master to go over and confirm.

To be honest, Ye Yongwang felt very heavy along the way. Every time he came to this place, it meant that someone had left him.

Gradually he became a person, and of course he would eventually be buried here.

After a long journey, they finally arrived at Lu Yunduo's grave.

Several people stood silently, with solemn expressions, as if time had frozen at this moment.

The master walked slowly back and forth near the tomb. He carefully looked at every corner of the tomb, sometimes thinking deeply, and sometimes nodding.

Finally, the master said: "The feng shui here is excellent, and it is a rare blessed land. Your ancestors must have been lucky people to be buried in such a feng shui treasured land."

After Ye Yongwang heard this, a huge stone in his heart finally fell to the ground. He looked at the master gratefully and said, "Thank you, master. Your words make me feel at ease."

Immediately afterwards, Ye Yongwang said sincerely: "Master, please give me a specific location so that we can ensure everything is safe."

The master took three steps forward, stood still, clasped his hands, closed his eyes and meditated for a moment, then opened his eyes and pointed firmly at the land under his feet, "This is where it is. With your head resting on the southwest, it will surely bless future generations."

Ye Yongwang quickly took the shovel he brought and started shoveling where the master had just stood without hesitation.

Every shovel seems to carry his deep longing for Wang Tinghe and his ardent expectations for the future.

Lu Zili carefully took the sail he brought from Ye Chengsi's hand and placed it in the small pit to make it stand upright.

The two of them worked together, one buried the soil and the other supported it, and it was done quickly.

During the whole process, no one spoke, only the master's mouth kept moving.

There is no sound, which is probably a sign of respect for the dead and a comfort to the living.

The two made sure to bury it tightly so that it wouldn't fall over later. Lu Zili felt relieved and hurried to the master, bowed deeply and said gratefully: "Thank you so much, master! If you hadn't helped me, I really don't know what I would have done."

The corners of the master's mouth raised slightly, a kind smile appeared on his face, and he responded softly: "You're welcome, this is my job. Being able to solve your problems is also my fate with this Tao."

The work was done, and several people were relieved.

When he reached the door of the house, the master stopped. He stared thoughtfully at the door of Lu's house and said softly: "Your family is busy, so I won't go in and disturb you."

After hearing this, Lu Zili felt moved in his heart. He quickly stepped forward, took out a delicate purse from his arms, handed it to the master with both hands, and said with gratitude: "When I go to the temple to burn incense later, I will definitely add more." Some sesame oil money. This time it’s really troublesome, Master.”

The master smiled and nodded, took the purse, then turned and left.

His figure gradually faded away in the afterglow of the setting sun, as if carrying an otherworldly tranquility and indifference.

Several people looked tired, and as soon as they stepped into the house, Wang Sheng came over with Li Erniu.

After they expressed their condolences with solemn expressions, Wang Sheng hurriedly found Lu Zili.

It turned out that because the weather was unbearably hot and the body had to be suspended for many days, they were worried that the body would emit a peculiar smell.

So, Lu Zili rushed to Fu Ke Lai in the morning, hoping that they could try to get more ice to go to Ye's house.

Wang Sheng felt that it was too troublesome to make ice directly, so he talked to Li Erniu directly.

Li Erniu once heard his father say that Ye's house had an ice cellar, so he suggested going directly to Ye's house to check it out. He suggested making ice directly at Ye's house, which would save manpower.

At this moment, Wang Sheng came with Li Erniu, and also brought a lot of saltpeter.