Skilled in managing a house

"Where is it buried..." The old man obviously recalled it, and then said slowly: "That's a bit far away. It's on Sandao Mountain in Pinghua Village. I don't know exactly where it is. Already..."

Naturally, Zhang Yu didn't know where this place name was. Hearing the old man say it was a bit far, Zhang Yu had a vague feeling that it might not be that far away.

So, Zhang Yu asked: "Old man, you said this is a bit far, how far is it..."

"It is estimated to be at least sixty miles away from here, mainly because the road is difficult to walk." The old man said: "Normally, when Xi Tong is buried, we old neighbors will definitely have to go. But because the road is difficult to walk, Only some young people went up the mountain to help, but we, the older ones, didn’t go with us.”

Upon hearing this, Zhang Yu frowned slightly. If he went to find it by himself, it would be a bit troublesome. Sandao Mountain is probably not small. If you look for it blindly, you may not be able to find it even if you look for it for a whole day. Zhang Yu said: "Is there anyone here who has been to Sandao Mountain? I would like to ask him to be a guide. Of course, the help is not in vain, and I will pay for the hard work."

"People who have been there... My son followed him there, but I don't know if he can remember the specific place... In this way, I will call him and ask him..."

The old man was also a warm-hearted man, so he immediately took out his mobile phone and dialed a number.

When the call was connected, he said: "Patriot, what are you doing... It's like this. Xi Tong's former classmate came to our place. He didn't know that Xi Tong had passed away. He was still thinking about becoming a lawyer now and planning to help Xiao Xi. Litigation... I heard that he is no longer here, and I want to go to Sandao Mountain to see Xiao Xi... Didn't you go up to the mountain to help? If you have time now, come back and accompany them to Sandao Mountain. ...To be honest, there are really not many young people who are so affectionate and righteous these days...Okay, okay...I will ask them to wait for you at our house..."

After hanging up the phone, the old man looked at Zhang Yu and Song Feng and said, "My son will be back in a while. Come to my house to drink a glass of water and wait for a while."

"Uncle, why are you so embarrassed? We can just wait here... aren't there chairs here..." Zhang Yu said, holding the old man's arm, and sat down on a bench nearby.

He then took out a cigarette from his pocket and offered one to the old man.

While smoking, Zhang Yu was always patient and able to chat with people of his age.

Zhang Yu learned that the old man’s surname was Gao, and his son was named Gao Aiguo, who worked in the canteen of the township government office. Because it was already afternoon and the work in the canteen was over. At this time, Gao Aiguo had nothing to do. Zhang Yu also reported his name, calling himself "Zhang Xu".

After chatting for a while, I saw a fat man who was about forty years old riding a motorcycle back.

As soon as he saw the old man, he immediately shouted, "Dad, I'm back."

After saying that, the fat man got out of the car.

The old man stood up and said, "Patriot, this is Xiao Zhang, Xiao Xi's classmate."

"Brother Gao, you're back, I'm really troubling you." Zhang Yu said with a smile.

"It's not a big deal. I don't have anything to do in the afternoon anyway, so I'll just go for a run with you. But the road is indeed difficult. It's been several years. I'm not necessarily sure where the group is, I just have a rough idea." Fatty Gao Aiguo curled his lips and said boldly.

"Thank you, thank you so much..." Zhang Yu said, taking out a thousand yuan from his pocket and handing it to Gao Aiguo, "Brother Gao, I'm sorry to bother you all the way. I'll use this money to buy a few packs of cigarettes." "

The old man immediately said: "Xiao Zhang, what are you doing? I'm not helping you for money, but because I think your child is kind and righteous. Take it back quickly, otherwise, we won't care about it."

Gao Aiguo quickly followed and said: "Yes, yes... little brother, why are you so polite? The road is not close, let's get out quickly. By the way, how do you go? I have no problem taking one person on my motorcycle, but I'm afraid I can take you two." It’s a bit difficult.”

"No, no, we're here by car. It's parked outside the community. Let's go out and take the car," Zhang Yu said.

He also took the money back. Mr. Gao is indeed a simple man. Everyone has said so, so it is inconvenient for him to continue.

Zhang Yu, Song Feng, and Gao Aiguo left the community and took a car together. Even Mr. Gao sent them out and specifically told his son to take Zhang Yu home for dinner at night.

Song Feng was in charge of driving, Gao Aiguo was sitting in the passenger seat and leading the way, and the three of them headed to Sandao Mountain.

The sixty-mile road is actually not that far, but the road is full of potholes. Even the rural reconstruction has not reached this point. It's really because this place is too inaccessible.

When they were approaching Sandao Mountain, Song Feng's car couldn't even leave.

The three of them could only get off the car and walk along the difficult path to the foot of Sandao Mountain. As for this broken mountain, let’s not say it’s a barren place, but it’s actually pretty much the same. The road is even more difficult to walk, but there are indeed some graves on this mountain.

After walking for a while, not far, Gao Aiguo felt a little tired and couldn't bear it anymore, and he was wheezing and panting.

Song Feng and Zhang Yu also frowned, and Zhang Yu asked smoothly: "Why are they buried in such a place? Do you not practice cremation here? The ancestral tomb of Xi Tong's family is on this mountain."

"Our township started cremation ten years ago. There is a cemetery at the entrance of the township. Many city people are buried here. People here are also buried in the cemetery. As for Xi Tong The family’s ancestral graves don’t seem to be here either,” Gao Aiguo said.

"Then why is it buried here?" Zhang Yu asked.

"There was no room for burials in the old cemetery, and the township office wouldn't allow any more burials... Huh... Xi Tong's mother didn't want her son's body to be lost. She cried and shouted that she wanted to be buried, but she couldn't find it. I couldn't find a place, so I had no choice but to come here... It seems that I asked my husband to show me at that time, and I chose a place with good feng shui... Huh..." Gao Aiguo said breathlessly.

There is nothing wrong with this kind of thing. The son died unjustly. As a mother and a country woman, it is human nature not to want her son to be cremated and his body to be gone.

They continued to walk up the mountain. The higher they went up the mountain, the more difficult it became.

Gao Aiguo obviously couldn't walk anymore. When he saw two tree stumps, he walked over and sat down and said, "Have a rest, have a rest..."

"Okay." Zhang Yu nodded.

He and Song Feng both stopped. They were both in good shape and not tired at all.

Zhang Yu glanced around. When he was at the foot of the mountain, he had observed the mountain here. The whole mountain is not very good, there is no Feng Shui at all, and I wonder if that charlatan can still find good Feng Shui places here.

Song Feng said at this time: "Brother Gao, we have walked a long way, are we almost there?"

"It's almost there... It's early... I was brought up with the coffin. There were more than 40 of us, and we were almost exhausted... I was already convinced, why did I choose such a crappy place... It's too difficult to walk Yeah..." Gao Aiguo grinned.