Super Mom System

Chapter 24
The funeral procession walked out of the south gate under the hateful eyes of the masses.

The tomb has been built long ago, and it is located in a treasured geomantic land in the southern suburbs.Everything is fine there, it's just a bit far away.

Lu Yuan walked for more than ten miles with the tablet in his hands, and finally reached the place, feeling that his limbs were about to be broken.

41 points of stamina is still not enough!
The location of Lu Yi's cemetery was determined by Mr. Feng Shui according to the method of searching for dragons and acupuncture points. It is located at the junction of mountains and plains.

Backed by a hill, facing a small river, there are two smaller hills guarding the tomb on the left and right sides, resembling a top chair.

There is also a sandbar in the middle of the river.There is another earth slope facing the hill across the river.

It is the green dragon on the left and the white tiger on the right, the old cow is on the waist, the forehead is wrong, and the treasure hole is on the mountainside.

According to Mr. Feng Shui, if buried here, it is easy for future generations to be named marquis and prime minister.

Lu Yuan didn't understand this either, he only knew that the entire plain facing the mountain, with hundreds of acres of land, was all owned by the Lu family.And these only account for a small part of Lujiatian's property.

Rice in the south can be planted for two seasons. The first season of this year was a bumper harvest, and the second season is also growing well.

Lu Yuan grew up in the countryside in his previous life, and he has never seen such a large rice field.

In the hundreds of acres of paddy fields, the endless rice fields are dotted with a little bright yellow.Rice is now in the wax-ripening stage and can be harvested in about seven or eight days.

If all of this is collected, how much food can be harvested.

He paused briefly at the foot of the mountain before leading the funeral procession up the mountain.

Mr. Feng Shui has found the right location, and after the monks and priests have done enough rituals, Lu Yi's coffin will be buried.

According to the rules, there should be crying here.

Especially the filial son Lu Yuan, the louder the better, it is best to cry until the sky falls apart, and everyone present doubts their lives.

The problem is that Lu Yuan can't cry, and he hasn't cried in many years in his past and present lives.

Hundreds of people looked at him helplessly, and the scene was very embarrassing.

The Lu family used to be bandits, that's right, but now they are local tyrants!
When the head of the family was buried, the filial son couldn't cry, which was ridiculous.

There were also some civilian husbands invited in the funeral procession, all of them held the mentality of watching the show, saying that the Lu family was really barbaric, and there was no love between father and son.

Not to mention everyone in the Lu family.Everyone in the other three courtyards watched with cold eyes at first, and then discussed a lot.

Lu Shuang and Lu Quan howled a bit, but since it was thundering and not raining, they could still take the time to see if Lu Yuan was not crying.

The people in the west courtyard were secretly proud, look, this Lu Yuan is so virtuous, how can he be the head of the family?
The five young mothers wanted to rush forward and cry for Lu Yuanlai, but they were anxious in the crowd because of their status.

Lu Yuan is also confused, his reputation is already notorious, how will it end after such an incident?

Is there really a worse class below notoriety?

"System: Host, the next level of reputation is criticized by everyone, and 1000 reputation points will be lost every day. You will reach this level soon."

"..."

In desperation, Lu Yuan pinched his thigh wildly, but there were no tears.

The muscles on his face were stiff, and the corners of his mouth were turned up by the systematic dungeon training, with an indescribably weird expression.

"The owner is laughing?"

Everyone looked at his expression, and their mental activities were very exciting.

"Sure enough, they are the eldest brother's sons, and they are all as stone-hearted." Lu Shuanglu thought.

"Young master, why don't you cry, you're going to gossip about the courts!" The five young mothers were anxious.

At this time, Lu Meng jumped out again.

This guy brought a few professional mourning aunts to hide in the team. At this moment, with a wink, the aunts rushed out of the team, lay down on the ground, and started their performance.

"Oh, my uncle~ Why did you go so early~ I didn't see my own son~."

A few old ladies suddenly made such a noise, which startled everyone.

Lu Shuanglu and Luquan's faces turned dark.

Asking someone to mourn is extremely disrespectful these days.It shows that the descendants are unfilial!Generally only country folk and nouveau riche would do this.

The two looked at each other and instantly understood that this matter must have been instigated by Xiyuan.

The practice of the West Courtyard is too base!
The Lu family is now a prominent family in Donghai County, so of course Lu Yuan's face will be lost, and the Lu family's cards will also be on the ground.Second child, is the lard blindfolded?
In fact, they wronged Lu Yong, and Lu Yong didn't know about it. It was purely because his grown sons were angry that the West Court was suppressed, and they made up their own minds to make Lu Yuan look bad.

"Poor uncle, you wish you could open your eyes underground and see how filial your son is~ Look at him crying so hard that he can't open his eyes, look like he's crying so hard that he can't make a sound, you are so cruel~"

The old ladies stood up to take a breath, their thighs slapping together.

They elongated their voices, singing Lu Yuan's filial piety every sentence.Clearly praising filial piety, in fact, he is running on him so that he can't cry.

The Lu Meng brothers snorted unabashedly: "Hmph! How filial!"

They were very satisfied, these women found the right way, and they added chicken legs to dinner!

The onlookers were in an uproar, talking a lot.

Lu Yuan felt MMP in his heart. Seeing these mourners, he thought he had traveled back to the countryside in his previous life.

Embarrass me, don't you think I can't cry?Compared with those professional mourners, you are not up to the job yet.

Lu Yuan went all out: "System, I'm going to sing a ditty, let's have a nervous one!"

Then let's take a look at the power of advanced singing ditties!

"System: Let's go~"

The sonorous guzheng gongs and drums sounded in his mind, Lu Yuan took a deep breath, fell to his knees suddenly, opened his mouth and sang:

"Ahhh~ oh!
Ahhhhhhh~ ohhh! "

The weird voice frightened the weeping old ladies to silence.

It's the first time I've heard such mourning. It's like singing in an opera, and there are no words!

Lu Yuan's expression was contorted, and his veins bulged.

"Ah hiss! Ah hiss!

Ahhhhhhhhhh!
Ahhhhhhhh~! "

The sudden high-pitched voice startled everyone.

No matter men, women, young or old, they suddenly felt a little flustered, and their heartbeats accelerated a lot.

"Ahhh~ oh!
Ahhhhhhh~ ohhh! "

Lu Yuan's hair was disheveled, screaming for heaven and earth.

Everyone felt their hearts beating faster and faster, why did they feel like they had made a mistake and were caught.

"Ah hiss! Ah hiss!

Ahhhhhhhhhh!
Ahhhhhhhh~! "

Lu Yuan shook his head fiercely and stared at Lu Meng hard, making him take several steps back.

Lu Meng was in a trance for a moment, uncle? !
Lu Yi was a ruthless character when he was young, otherwise he wouldn't be able to suppress the Lu Yong brothers.This guy turned his face and said that killing people is killing people.Therefore, the Lu Meng brothers have been afraid of him since they were young.

Moreover, Lu Meng knew about his father's murder of his uncle. He felt guilty standing in front of his uncle's coffin in the company of so many people in broad daylight.

At this moment, Lu Yi's gloomy and ferocious face in Lu Meng's memory gradually merged with Lu Yuan in front of him, and cold sweat broke out on his back.

He shook his head and felt relieved after seeing Lu Yuan's appearance clearly.

The demon has become a demon, and the uncle is obviously lying in the coffin.

"Ayi Yayi~Ayi Yayi~Ayi Yayi~Ayi Yayi~"

"Ah!!"

"Ah!!"

Lu Yuan cried out in pain, absolutely heartbroken.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Lu Meng was even more in a trance, and heard the thumping sound in his uncle's coffin.

"Did I hear wrongly?"

Lu Meng took a closer look, and saw that Lu Yi's coffin lid, which was more than one foot thick, jumped up!

"Should live!! Uncle's coffin can't be held down anymore!"

(End of this chapter)