Chapter 125 It's really lively today

The weather has turned into autumn. Walking on the shady mountain path at four or five o'clock in the afternoon makes people feel a faint chill.

Although after many years, the change in the countryside has always been much smaller than that in the city. In addition, the small cloud is a relatively remote village, and this forest road leading to the cemetery will not change much. The only difference from the past is that the weeds are much more lush.

From the beginning, Zhang Zhuo Feier opened the way, and in the end, it directly turned into a small wasteland. Chen Baofeng followed behind to clean up the mess, and the yellow finch and the little demon walked at the end, beware of what may happen at any time.

Along the way, everyone didn't say much. After walking for more than an hour, they finally arrived at the so-called cemetery.

The whole 'cemetery' looks like only more than a dozen graves. This is a group of tombs a long time ago. Now the buried people in the small cloud village have chosen another so-called 'feng shui treasure land'.

Zhang Qingyang's cemetery also has tombstones, but after 16 years of ups and downs, it has been blurred, and only a rough hemp stone is erected in front of the grave.

Chen Baofeng brought a shovel and a hoe, and began to clean up the weeds in front of the grave with everyone.

After cleaning up the front of the tombstone, a lot of broken candles were found. Seeing this scene, everyone said again that it was a little incredible.

That is to say, over the years, there are still people who are constantly going to Zhang Qingyang's grave. Otherwise, it is absolutely impossible for the traces left by the incense candle.

Zhang Zhuo and Fei'er looked at each other in congrue.

Chen Baofeng also looked suspicious, "Xiao Zhuo, in Xiaoyun Village, do you still have your own family? Or have other relatives worshipped grandpa together?"

Zhang Zhuo shook his head, "I haven't heard of it. When I came here with my father in the past, only Grandpa Hai was an outsider, and others are unlikely at all."

"What about these candles?"

The yellow finch walked over and said, "Is it possible that your grandfather is too famous, and many villagers will come spontaneously?" You know, the name Zhang Qingyang is well-known. It is not impossible for the Japanese who killed before to escape from the wind.

Everyone nodded, perhaps this is the only reason that can be explained.

The grave is still a little exquisite in the south. First remove the weeds, then cover it with new soil, and enlarge the grave bag. The beautiful name is to build the roof of the house for the underground ancestors. The grave bag becomes larger, which means that the people in the world are smooth sailing, safe and auspicious, and then use paper money to deposit the bottom, insert red incense into the soil, in front of the tombstone, light incense candles, and burn Paper money, plus some sacrificial eggs, cooked fragrant meat, etc.

At the end of everything, Chen Baofeng and the yellow finch also sweated all over, digging the earth and covering the roof. This is pure physical work, and naturally they can't let the girls do it.

Lighting the incense candle, Zhang Zhuo and Fei'er both knelt on their knees. At this time, all the sadness of the past 16 years broke out, and they cried and hugged each other.

Xiaoyao and Yang Mei are two girls. They are deeply infected and cover their mouths with paper towels. Chen Baofeng and Yellow Sparrow also have special emotions. They stand aside silently and want to say something, but they can't say anything.

Even Xiao Di, who has always liked to show too much feelings, left tears at this time.

"What are you crying for?"

The yellow finch asked.

Xiao Di muttered, "I also think of my grandfather, Huang Que, I want to go back to the donkey."

When he went back to the donkey to unload the mill, the yellow finch had a headache as soon as he heard about that damn place. He didn't want to go back. Seeing Xiaodi was so sad, he had to comfort him. "Xiaodi, when you have time, Brother Huang Que will definitely go back with you to worship Grandpa Cao, but do you know? In fact, your grandfather doesn't want you to go back. He just wants you to get out of the donkey and live well, okay?

Huang Que's words are not aimless. In Mr. Cao's heart, he really thinks so. As long as Xiao Di can be safe and happy, I believe he will also smile under the wine spring.

"Grandpa, it's been 16 years. Xiaoyue and I have finally come to see you. Are you watching me and Xiaoyue? Grandpa, we miss you..."

"Woo-woo... Grandpa, my father is gone, and my mother is gone. You have a spirit in heaven. You must let those two die. Grandpa, you should be Xiaoyue!"

Feier also said the same vicious words as Zhang Zhuo before. The memory of 16 years ago will never linger in her mind. It's not the two people who appeared in those years. Now, how can they become like this?

The two girls, burning paper money, sent out endless sadness, and tears kept flowing down as if they could never stop.

Persuasion, everyone really doesn't know how to persuade. At this moment, they can only stand silently behind the two.

In the mountains and forests, seven figures walked quickly. The two people brought by Li Er opened the way, and Xiao Wu followed. Li Er and the old woman walked at the end. Everyone was very fast. They directly bypassed the small cloud and came to the cemetery.

It's already very close.

Li Er motioned everyone to stop and raised his binoculars. Through the cracks in the woods, he carefully observed every move in front of Zhang Qingyang's tomb. Suddenly, his face changed, and his whole body couldn't help trembling.

"What's the matter?"

A trace of movement can't hide the eyes of an old woman with a grimace.

Li Er's usual calm style also disappeared at this moment. There was a very strange expression on his face. He wanted to say something, but he was so excited that he couldn't say it. In the end, he simply gave the telescope directly to the old woman.

The grimace-faced mother-in-law took it, raised it up, passed through the gap of a fir tree in front of her, and looked at the cemetery. Her eyes tightened, and she also showed the same excited expression as Li Er.

This expression is very exaggerated, excited, happy, unspeakable, and can't be described.

"Two, exactly the same!"

The grimace mother-in-law's determination has always been much stronger than that of Li Er. She almost gritted her teeth and said happily.

"Yes, two, it's true, exactly the same." Li Er repeated a sentence and looked at the grimaced mother-in-law again, smiling and said, "Uncle, you are really a divine operator. I'm afraid that Zhou Forong in those years can't compare with you. Sixteen years, the two girls really got together, which is better. I believe that the dry sea and the rotten stone must be on them. This time, it's easy. . "

"Is it effortless?"

The grimace mother-in-law asked, "Li Er, do you think things are too smooth? It seems that everything is developing according to our ideas. Do you think this is a trap, or is God really helping us?

The grimace-faced mother-in-law's vigilance is different from ordinary people. After saying that, Li Er couldn't help but be stunned. Things really went surprisingly well. When she was in Yanzi Mountain, the grimace-faced mother-in-law analyzed that in 16 years, the two girl would definitely get together and come to the city to hold a concert, which was just a cover. Then, Knowing the other party's action, although it is said that it is the famous mountain of Yang Qihu, the strength of Li Er, the king of hate cannot be ignored. It is not too difficult to find out this point. The other party has also come to the small cloud according to the predetermined route. Now, both of them appear at the same time, the same face. The same figure, kneeling in front of the tombstone with tears. If it's just a play, it's too real, isn't it?

Will it be fake?

Li Er also asked himself like this.

"Uncle, what do you think?" Li Er was a little suspicious.

The grimace-faced mother-in-law raised her telescope again, shook her head, put it down, and then frowned again. "Is it true or not? Go and have a look. Li Er, are you willing to let go of this opportunity?"

Knowing that there are tigers in the mountain, this time he must go to Hushan. Besides, he is reluctant to let the child not trap the wolf. This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. Even if it is a trap, he needs to try it. Otherwise, Li Er will not be willing. He knows that the old woman around him will not be willing.

"Uncle, have you decided?"

"Of course, you have to do things decisively. I've been waiting for 16 years, and I don't want to wait any longer."

Li Er nodded and waved to everyone, "Don't act rashly at that time. Be careful of fraud!"

"I understand!"

Including Xiao Wu, the round grid and two other people nodded seriously.

Although Xiaowu didn't hear what Li Er said to the old woman, it can be seen from their faces that something unexpected has changed.

In front of the tombstone, the incense candles have burned out, and the sun is about to set. Chen Baofeng took a look at his watch. It was almost six o'clock. If he didn't leave, he couldn't go down the mountain and return to the small cloud village.

Chen Baofeng walked over and helped Zhang Zhuo. The yellow finch helped Fei'er with great demeanor.

"Well, it's time for us to go back, Grandpa, we will come often!"

Chen Baofeng looked at Zhang Zhuo and said seriously.

"Baofeng, I, I want to wait a little longer!"

Chen Baofeng smiled and said, "I understand, but I must know that Grandpa wants us to leave now. Does he want to see his granddaughter fall down on the road because he can't see the way?"

A very playful joke scattered a lot of sadness in Zhang Zhuo's heart. In Chen Baofeng's heart, when he came here today, everything was safe and everything went well. That was the greatest comfort. The night was coming. If anything happened at this time, it would be too much to lose.

Zhang Zhuo and Fei'er finally obeyed everyone's arrangement. Everyone packed up their things and checked the burning of incense candles again. Finally, Zhang Zhuo and Fei'er looked at Zhang Qingyang's grave at the same time and cried again.

Sixteen years, today, I finally have a problem, but Zhang Zhuo and Feier understand that there are many big things in their hearts. The bones of their father and mother should not be recovered now, but go back to the old house and find out some of their clothes. It is very necessary to set up a crown tomb, and those two great villains, will they still appear in this life?

Zhang Zhuo is looking forward to it, Fei'er, and he is also looking forward to it.

Everyone turned around and walked slowly towards the way back. But before they could get out of the cemetery, two young people in black T-shirts rushed out of the jungle in front of them, and then they heard a strange smile.

"Today, it's really lively here, haha..."

In the woods, four or five people came out again, two young girls, a burly young man, and two big men who can't be forgotten at a glance, men, in his fifties, bald head, no eyebrows, a fierce face, a woman, 70 or 80 years old, white hair, gloomy, on that weather-beaten face, two The bullet marks are so shocking.

"It's them! It's them!"

Zhang Zhuo and Fei'er pointed to Li Er and his grimace mother-in-law at the same time.

Enemies are particularly jealous when they meet!