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In the past, Zhou either scolded or ordered, in order to increase the deterrence, he would stare at the person involved. But this time, when Zhou scolded, he didn't even look at Lian Man'er and Lian Ye'er.

Lian Man'er did not take Zhou's words to heart, but just observed Zhou's expression curiously.

Zhou, who had drooping eyelids, had a face full of confidence and disdain.

All women are not qualified to visit the graves of ancestors. This is not the rule set by her Zhou family, nor is it even the unique rules of the Lian family. This is the rule of this society. Even if Zhou family does not prevent Lian Man'er and Lian Ye'er from visiting the graves, Lian Man'er and Lian Ye'er are not qualified to go there.

After the paper money was folded and put it in the basket, the old man stood up.

"Let's go!" Old Master Lian said, and walked out the first time.

Lian Shouren and Lian Jizu each carried a basket of paper money, followed by Lian's old man. As the eldest son and grandson of the Lian family, both of them were wearing freshly washed out today, and Lian Shouren also wore square scarfs that they didn't wear often at home. Following Lian Shouren and Lian Jizu were Lian Shouyi and Erlang, Saburo, Silang and Liulang, and finally Lian Shouxin took Goro, Xiaoqi, and Lian Shouli.

Goro carried a basket alone in his hand, which contained paper money prepared by their family.

Lian Man'er didn't follow him immediately, but just silently watched the men of the Lian family walk past her with their chests and belly folded.

This is a society that emphasizes the inheritance of the family line, and men are superior to women. Almost every detail of life is repeated, deepening the imprint of men and women. It allows men to stand up their chests and raise their heads, and allows women no matter how outstanding they are, to automatically bow their heads and retreat. And the most successful thing is to subtly let those women also loyally protect them.

Because he gave birth to the most grandson for the Lian family, Lian Shouyi made a big mistake. However, he was still the indispensable son of the Lian family. He had brothers like He Laoliu. He was not worried about being relieved. However, Lian Shouli and Zhao worked hard and obediently, but were still not valued. No matter how Lian Laozi or Lian Shouli guaranteed it, worrying about being relieved was always a heart-wrenching problem of Zhao.

"Second sister!" Xiaoqi walked to the door and saw that Lian Man'er had not followed him, so he stopped and turned around to greet Lian Man'er.

This sound made Lian Man'er come to his senses and pulled Lian Ye'er out.

"What are you doing?" Zhou asked sternly.

"Go to play!" Lian Man'er agreed crisply, then ran out of the door with Lian Ye'er, saying that Zhou was scolding them in the house for being unruly and going crazy would be in the ears.

Nanshan is a common cemetery for the villagers in Yingzi, Sanshili. When Lianman'er and others arrived at the foot of the mountain, they saw crowds coming and going on the mountain road, and there were already people who came early going down the mountain.

Lian Man'er, Lian Ye'er and Xiaoqi came over by the small road, leaving Old Man Lian and his group far behind.

The Nanshan Mountain is not high, and along the way, there are gentle slopes. There are mostly locust trees and willow trees on the mountain, and dry weeds are everywhere.

"That's it." Xiaoqi said, pointing to a dirt tomb where a group of people gathered.

"Ha, I know where you are going!" The three children were about to go there, and Shiro and Liulang suddenly rushed out of the haystack next to them and came to them.

It turned out that they saw Lian Man'er and a few ran away first, so they followed him, walked away and smiled and ran to the front of Lian Man'er.

"Xiao Liu, keep up." Silang shook his head proudly at Lian Man'er and called Liu Lang and ran quickly towards the group of people.

Seeing that Siro had snatched the first place, Xiaoqi stomped her feet anxiously.

"Don't worry, they will go first, it will be in vain. The people have not yet left." Lian Man'er said.

"Yes, Xiaoqi, you can watch it later, they can't snatch the three of us." Even Ye'er said.

"That's right." Lian Man'er smiled.

Lian Man'er and Lian Ye'er ran to the mountain not to resist the rules that women cannot visit graves. They came to grab flowers.

When visiting graves in Qingming Festival, ordinary old graves, that is, for ancestors who have been dead for many years, only need to burn paper money. However, new graves refer to elders who have just passed away last year or this year. They cannot only burn paper money, but also gold, silver, ingots and wreaths.

Xiaoqi heard from his friends that a wealthy family in the town was buried in the Nanshan Mountain. The family would come to pay tribute on the Qingming Festival and even bought wreaths from paper shops.

The people in the village should prepare wreaths for funerals. Some people set up wreaths themselves to save money. Rich people buy wreaths from paper-tied shops. This kind of wreath is tied by specialized craftsmen. The flowers on them are made of special batik paper, which is very beautiful and cannot be compared with the flowers tied by the farmers themselves.

Lian Man'er doesn't understand why. Some people burn the wreath when they go to the grave, while others don't.

Xiaoqi heard from his friend that the wreath of this family would not burn, so he told Lian Man'er that he came today and went to pick the flowers on the wreath after the family left after worshiping and leaving.

This is something that the children of the village households often do. They have no taboos and just to play. The owners of the wreath ignore it.

When Lian Man'er and others approached the new grave, the worshipers had already turned around and left. There were two wreaths piled up on the grave, and seven or eight children seemed to suddenly appear from the ground, rushed up and rushing to pick the flowers they had seen.

Lian Man'er ran over with three sounds.

After a while of robbery, there was only a skeleton left in the wreath, and there were a few pieces of paper-tied leaves. The children each left with the harvested flowers and smiled.

Lian Man'er grabbed a large pink gradient paper flower, and a paper-made longevity peach. Lian Ye'er grabbed a big red flower. Xiaoqi was blackened by Liulang and Shilang, and only picked up a purple flower.

"Sister, I picked that flower and it was taken away by him." Xiaoqi pouted, pointed at a flower sprinkled with gold paper in Silang's hand, and complained to Lian Man'er.

Lian Man'er and Lian Ye'er immediately surrounded Silang.

"How did you steal Xiaoqi's things? Have you still got the same as being a brother? I'll give the flowers back, otherwise I'll beat you up."

"You, you dare?" Silang's eyes were circling around.

"Hmph, do you think I dare?" Lian Man'er continued to threaten.

Silang raised his sleeve and wiped his nose. He was bigger than Lian Man'er and Lian Ye'er. But he and Liu Lang had only two people. Lian Man'er had three people on the side. Lian Man'er was very fierce, and even Ye'er was very good at learning.

He couldn't beat him and couldn't escape. Siro knew the current affairs very well and handed the flower back to Xiaoqi.

At this time, even the old man and his group arrived.

"Xiaoqi, go to the grave. Ye'er and I are here to wait for you later, and our father and brother go down the mountain together." Lian Man'er said.

Xiaoqi agreed and ran to Mr. Lian with Silang and Liulang.

"Let's see where our grave is?" Lian Man'er said to Lian Ye'er. They did not come forward. They were just behind Mr. Lian and his group. Seeing them stop, they began to kowtow to the grave and burn paper money. Lian Shouren and Lian Jizu picked up shovels and filled the soil on the grave.

"Why are there only three graves in our house?" Lian Man'er could see clearly. Old Master Lian only burned paper in front of two graves next to each other and kowtowed. Then, only Lian Shouren and Lian Jizu burned paper in the third grave, and only Lian Jizu kowtowed in front of that grave.

"I heard from my father that I was just visiting our grandfather and the grandfather's grave." Lian Ye'er said.

It seems that the Lian family moved here from Mr. Lian’er’s father. Lian Man’er came to the conclusion, but at the same time, it was a little strange. Why did Mr. Lian never say where they were?

After Lian Man'er was thinking about it, the old man had already burned the paper money and took Lian Shouren and others to the bottom of the mountain. Lian Shouxin and Goro and Xiaoqi did not follow him, and were still standing in front of the grave.

"Ye'er, are you going down the mountain with your father or going over with me?" Lian Man'er asked Lian Ye'er.

"Sister Man'er, I'll follow you." Lian Ye'er said.

There were so many people just now, Lian Man'er didn't move forward. Now that she was the only one of her own, she no longer had any taboos and quickly walked to the grave. In the basket Goro was carrying, there was still half of the paper money not burning. Lian Shuixin took a shovel and sprinkled soil on the burned paper ash.

In spring, the wind is strong, and there are weeds everywhere on the southern mountain, and there are still forests that have completely turned green. If all Mars are not extinguished and fire is caused, it is not a trivial matter. So even Shuxin is waiting for the end, and you have to cover the paper ashes to ensure that there is no mistake.

Lian Shouxin is a very careful and responsible person. Mr. Lian should be completely relieved to keep him for this job.

"This is the tomb of our great master and the great master." Goro pointed to the two tomb bags and told Lian Man'er that the tomb above was their great master's, and their tooth was buried in the tomb bag below.

"That's the mother of Brother Jiezu." Goro pointed at a grave road that was separated by a distance.

Although there is no formal cemetery, the burial location of the family is still very particular based on gender and identity.

Lian Shouxin processed the paper ash and carried a shovel. Instead of following the road that Mr. Lian was walking down the mountain, he turned to a mountain road next to him.

Today, Lian Shuxin is particularly silent.

Lian Man'er took the basket from Goro, and no one asked why, but just followed Lian Shouxin silently. Lian Shouxin stopped on a low slope at the foot of the mountain, and in front of him was a small grave. Although the grave was small, it was cleanly taken care of and there was not a single weed on it.

Lian Shouxin put down the shovel, took the basket from Lian Man'er, and found a few stones from the side, circled a small circle in front of the grave, and then squatted in front of the grave and lit the paper money.

The burning paper money turned into ashes in the fire, swirled, fell again, and gathered in small piles in front of the grave.

Lian Shuxin whispered something, but Lian Man'er couldn't hear it clearly.

After burning the paper money, Lian Shouxin did not rush to leave, but sat down next to the grave. Lian Man'er wanted to ask who was buried in the grave, but seeing Lian Shouxin's face, she never asked.

She thought that the person buried in this grave must be someone close to Lian Shuixin. However, this is another lonely grave. Who is buried here?

Even Man'er, Wulang, Xiaoqi and Ye'er sat down next to each other. A wind blew through their ears in the forest, and the hearts of the children were filled with sadness. Many people were buried on the Nanshan Mountain, but they had nothing to do with them. Even their grandfather, they had never seen them. They should not have been sad.

The sadness that was a bit erratic, but real, seemed to be brought to them by the woods, and seemed to be even more sadness of keeping faith emanated and spread to them.

"What is buried here is your uncle." In a faint manner, even Shuxin's words seemed to be the sigh of the woods.

"Uncle?" Lian Man'er was a little surprised. Could it be that Lian Shuxin was not the last son of the old man?

"Your uncle is two years younger than me, and he is ten years old." Lian Shouxin looked at the open space and said slowly, "That year was a famine and there was no food."

Two short sentences were spoken out by Lian Shouxin as if calmly. However, Lian Man'er knew that the storm and miserable sadness behind this were deeply engraved in the hearts of the person involved. She could not understand it, but she also felt that a huge rock was pressed on her heart.

After sitting silently for a while, Lian Shouxin finally stood up.

“It’s time to go back.”

Lian Man'er and others stood up and followed Lian Shouxin down the mountain.

"Be careful," Lian Shouxin said suddenly, "Don't step on it."

Lian Man'er kept holding one foot. She lowered her head and found that on the hillside in front of her was a small piece of earth no more than two palm-sized land. It was said to be a earth bun, but it was only slightly higher than the surrounding ground. If you don't look carefully, you won't notice it.

"Dad, is this a grave too?" Lian Man'er asked.

"Oh." Lian Shouxin just whispered, then picked up the shovel and walked slowly down the mountain.

Lian Man'er carefully withdrew her feet.

"Brother Xiaoqi, do you think, who is buried here?" Lian Man'er whispered.

Goro and Xiaoqi were silent. They were sitting next to the lonely grave just now, and in front of them was this small earth bundle that could not be called the tomb.

Several children stood silently for a while, Lian Man'er squatted down. He placed the picked paper flowers and longevity peach next to the earthen bun and pressed them with small stones. Xiao Qi and Lian Ye'er did the same.

On the way down the mountain, a few children were careful and would rather step on the difficult ditches, because they knew that if they were not careful, perhaps under their feet, there was a little life that was once.
To be continued...