Relocation Brigade

Out of thin air, a chill ran straight from his heels to the Tianling Gai, Chen Ling hurriedly reached out to grab the hand of the contractor, eager to borrow the warmth of others to block the coldness that was penetrating into his heart.

The foreman clenched that hand tightly and pulled the young man up with force.

Chen Ling patted the dust on his body, told the contractor to clean up the excess soil around him as soon as possible, suppressed the sudden strangeness in his heart, and quickly went down the mountain.

The contractor took the cigarette handed over by the worker next to him, opened his mouth and bit it, pointed at the back of the young man going down the mountain, and joked: "Look at the anxious way Mr. Chen walks, as if he is rushing to reincarnate."

The workers looked over, right? The young man straightened his back, and his long legs walked forward without stopping, giving people a sense of disobedience that he pretended to be calm but was actually running away in a hurry.

The sudden chill on Chen Ling's body not only did not dissipate, but intensified instead.

The contractor's words were like a curse, recurring in his mind over and over again, and he couldn't calm down no matter what.

As if self-admonishing, he patted his face hard, warning himself not to think about it, the ancestors, the ancestors, even if they didn't go to reincarnation, the combined yangshou and yinshou would be at least one or two hundred years old, there is no reason to talk to him A young man in charge of moving the grave made such a fuss.

But when I think about it carefully, the recent vision really started when I went to see the lonely grave with Mrs. Jiang.

Chen Ling clasped his hands together and bowed to the air: "Old Mr. Jiang Yu, if this junior offends you in any way, can you forgive me this time for the sake of my hard work in helping you decorate your new home, I promise From now on, I will wipe the tombstone for you every day, remove weeds, and offer fresh fruits.”

After finishing speaking, there was still only silence in the air, and there was no response.But Chen Ling's restless heart settled down, and then he buried himself in reviewing the operation process of moving the grave, picked up his backpack and left the room.

As soon as he left the courtyard, he heard rustling footsteps outside the house, accompanied by chattering voices.

Looking around to the side of the house, seven or eight people formed a circle, looking at something.

Surrounded in the center is a small sapling, with short and slender branches stretching weakly, and two leaves that have not yet unfolded on the top.

The leaves are light in color, tending to fluorescent green, and can be tender to the heart.

Someone among the onlookers shouted: "Look, I'll just say I'm blind! It's really sprouting little tree buds!"

"No." Another person said.

"Why is it wrong! Before you said that I was wrong, but now seven or eight pairs of eyes are staring at the same time, there must be something wrong with our collective eyes!"

"I'm not talking about that. When I rode a motorcycle to the next village two days ago, I also saw this little green. At that time, I thought it was a mistake..." A dark-skinned strong man scratched his head and said, "This seedling I'm afraid it has grown for several days."

Yu Heshan's lifelessness was broken by a weak sapling just like that.

Is this the turning point Master mentioned?

A new life grew next to his house, and Chen Ling's mood naturally became happy, and the corners of his mouth curled up.

Before everyone noticed, he quietly retreated from the discussion circle, and just as he was turning around, a hand suddenly appeared on his shoulder.

The nails of that finger were slightly long, painted with bright red nail polish, the fingers were slender and white, and the blue blood vessels protruded exaggeratedly, distributed on the skinny back of the hand.

There are three fires on the person's body, one on each shoulder and one on the top of the head. Chen Ling, who is so gloomy, especially refrains from being suddenly slapped on the shoulder.He put aside that hand and looked at the brightly dressed woman with long black hair in front of him.

The woman is very beautiful, with red lips and black hair, and her long hair hangs naturally on both sides of her cheeks. First of all, her facial features are delicate and small.

She smiled and asked softly, "Did something happen? I was taking care of the child in the house just now, and suddenly I heard noise outside, so I followed over to have a look."

As he said that, his dark eyes moved curiously to a few villagers who were still commenting on the young sapling.

The other party spoke softly, Chen Ling suppressed the displeasure in his heart, and said in the same friendly tone: "Small trees grew in the barren land, everyone was surprised and very happy."

The woman's eyes twinkled, she jumped over the young man and squeezed together with the group of people.

Chen Ling smiled and shook his head. When he looked away, he accidentally found two bruises hidden under the woman's short sleeves. The bruises were very short, and there were two thin scars that had scabbed nearby.

This kind of mark is neither like being hit, nor like being scratched.

Chen Ling is not a nosy person, so without thinking too much, he pulled his backpack up and left.

From Yuhe Mountain to the city, and then to Jiang's house, they took the main road.The road conditions that I thought would be full of curses, turned out to be surprisingly smooth today, and I didn't even encounter a few red lights.

Mrs. Jiang had been waiting at the entrance of the community for a long time. When she saw a green taxi parked by the side of the road, she hurried forward and opened the back door for the people inside.

Chen Ling: "Mrs. Jiang."

Mrs. Jiang nodded, not in the mood to exchange pleasantries, and went straight to the point: "I let someone put the things in the living room. Our Jiang family, no matter whether they are direct descendants or offshoots, are already waiting in the yard. Do you want to go directly to the ancestor's grave, or Let me explain some things to everyone first.”

Chen Ling: "Everyone just need to control their mouths and don't talk nonsense. There is nothing else to pay attention to."

Thinking of an important matter, he asked, "Mr. Jiang is here?"

"Here, here, don't you need the eldest son and grandson to be present when you move the grave? My husband came out of the hospital early in the morning, but he was not in good spirits and could only sit in a wheelchair." Mrs. Jiang said with reservations, Jiang Shengxing His spirit is not only bad, but almost collapsed, his skin is sallow, his eye bags are black and blue, his mouth is dry and peeling, no matter how much he drinks water or wipes with cotton swabs, it doesn't work.

There were more than 80 people in Jiang's family, and they drove more than [-] cars, followed by a super long commercial vehicle, which contained a custom-made coffin for the ancestor.

The coffin is made of the best golden nanmu, which has been placed underground for thousands of years and will not rot. In ancient times, this was an emperor-level specification.

The traffic flow was neatly arranged and drove in an orderly manner to the outside of the woods beside the landscape road.

Just like Chen Ling's last visit, the forest was dead and silent, except for the trees, there seemed to be no other living things in it.

In fact, Jiang's family would come to worship their ancestors every Qingming Festival, but in the past, the woods were not like this, not to mention how lively it was, at least they didn't feel gloomy and depressing as soon as they entered.

Everyone doesn't talk about it, but their hearts are flabbergasted.

Pushed by his wife, Jiang Shengxing looked into the lonely grave from afar. He nervously grasped the armrests on both sides of the wheelchair. The fear in his heart extended infinitely, tightly wrapping his internal organs.The breathing that became heavy due to illness was suppressed to the extreme at this time, and he was afraid that if he did something wrong, he would offend his ancestors again.

Chen Ling walked beside Jiang Shengxing, and when he was about to reach the ancestral grave, he suddenly stretched out his hand: "Where is the chicken?"

Some people felt that this young man, who had no image of a master at all, was putting on a show, and couldn't help but sneer, and then struggled as if someone had covered his mouth, making a "uh".

Pretending not to know about this episode, Chen Ling turned around and saw a skinny young man stumbling over with a big rooster in his hands.

The big rooster's legs were tied up with a red rope, its wings curled up in aggrieved way, its eyes widened, and its expression was disaffected.

When it touched Chen Ling's eyes, it gave two "clucks" and turned its head to the other side angrily.

Chen Ling threw the big rooster into Jiang Shengxing's arms: "The rooster crows as soon as it comes out, the pure yang lacks the yin, hold it tight, don't let it get away, if you encounter a yin thing blocking the way on this road, it can help you clear the way."

Jiang Shengxing has two impressions of Chen Ling: first, he is too young; second, he has no background.

The masters invited before, the two damn liars will not be mentioned, just the three experts, their demeanor, their tone of voice, coupled with a high-end silk exercise suit, and a cover that can be taken out at hand The yellow talisman of Fayin... No matter how you look at it, it feels reassuring.

But this one, even though he was wearing a steady white shirt, couldn't bear the tenderness of his face.

From the strands of hair to the tips of the shoes, there is a student spirit that has not been deeply involved in the world!

If his wife hadn't said that nothing unusual happened when she took the young man to see the grave that day, he probably wouldn't have agreed to entrust such an important matter to such a young man.

Is it true that people cannot be judged by their appearance?

Jiang Shengxing couldn't understand this. He looked sickly at the big cock in his arms, and his heart became even more gloomy.Who would have imagined that the majestic head of the Jiang family would one day be with a chicken!

All the way to the grave, safe and sound, Jiang Shengxing's heart gripped by fear came alive, surprised and excited, his arms holding the big rooster tightened, trembling faintly.

Turning his head to look at the young man walking on his right, he was ashamed of his previous distrust, and a little unbelievable, his expression became more solemn, and the moment the young man stopped, his expression was restrained, with a restrained and uncharitable expression Respect.

Chen Ling looked at Mrs. Jiang: "Let them bring the things up."

There were a lot of things to buy on the note paper, all of which were necessary for setting up the altar. Mrs. Jiang went around to the end of the crowd and led two juniors from the side branch to carry out the things.

Chen Ling took out three sticks of incense and handed them to Jiang Shengxing, "Explain to the ancestor why the grave was moved, and then ask the ancestor to continue to protect the Jiang family."

If the grave is buried well, it can gather Qi, which is beneficial to future generations who are connected by veins.But if it is said that the ancestor's soul is still lying in it, it is absolutely impossible, and he has already reincarnated.At present, these are just forms to show the gratitude and respect of future generations for the blessings of their ancestors.

Jiang Shengxing did as the young man said, but in the end, because of his inconvenient legs, his son burned incense and paper on his behalf.

After this item was completed, it was time for Chen Ling to play again. Before going on stage, he took out his mobile phone from his pocket and asked Jiang Shengxing's daughter-in-law to help him take a picture of his operation process.

Mrs. Jiang was curious: "This is to..."

Chen Ling was a little shy, but said honestly: "Hand in the homework."