Farmer’s Little Girl

   Chapter 1935

  Man Bao and the others did not wait until Xia Yi and his wife came back and installed all three beds. Man Bao checked that it was late and decided to go back to the city.

   Before leaving, Qian pulled Man Bao aside, took out three strings of money and placed it in her hand, and gave her a wink, "Take it, it's a meeting gift for your sisters to your younger siblings."

  I originally wanted to talk about the meeting ceremony for my cousin, but when she thought that she didn't seem to like Xia Yi, she changed her words.

  Man Bao's eyes lit up, but for the first time she became a sister by her age.

  She reached out and took it. Instead of giving it in public, she pulled the three aside and gave it quietly, and whispered: “Don’t tell your parents, take it yourself, this is my meeting gift for you.”

Xia Dalang didn’t want to accept it, so he pushed it back. When he saw his younger brother and sister dragging the money string, and pulling it out to return it to her, Man Bao pushed it and said, “I’m already an official and have a salary. Well, speaking of it, our two families are the best. Closer, the same great ancestor. In this way, I am far away, and I don’t necessarily come back several times a year. You will go to the grave in the future, and when you see my great grandparent’s grave, remember to clear the grass for them..."

  Man Bao remembered the most important thing now, and stamped his feet annoyedly: "Oh, I forgot to go to the grave for Grandpa Taizu and Grandma Taizu."

   Turn around and run away.

Xia Dalang didn't have time to stop, holding three strings of money in his hand to watch her run away.

   Lao Zhou, who was waiting outside, kept muttering: "...I asked her to give it in public, why did she give it quietly?"

This was also unexpected by Qian's, but she still held Lao Zhou's head tightly and whispered: "You can be quiet. Give it quietly and give it quietly. You go in and shout out now, good intentions. It has also become malicious."

  Lao Zhou said: "You shouldn't have given so much, three hundred yuan."

  Qian's heart said: How did she know that Man Bao was so sincere, and even quietly gave it?

  She is willing to put out so much money, just to let her give it to the public, and make another good post in front of Xia's.

  Lao Zhoutou continued to mutter: "I knew it would be enough to give ten cents."

  Qian disliked him for being noisy, and said, "Shut up."

  Lao Zhou's head lowered a little, but he couldn't help but mutter.

  Qian thought unconsciously, and didn't know if he was getting older, or if his life was too good, and he became more nagging recently.

  Man Bao ran out of the house in a hurry, and said in a hurry, "Father, mother, we forgot to sacrifice to my great grandparents."

  Lao Zhoutou and Qian's:...

  Qian couldn’t help turning his head and muttering Old Zhou’s head, “What do you remember every day, can you forget such things?”

  Old Zhoutou: "Is this to blame?"

  Man Bao and the others rushed back to the patriarch’s house, Mr. Zhuang, who had already had a great conversation with the patriarch, smiled and said, "Are you finished?"

  Man Bao opened his mouth and was about to speak. Mr. Zhuang had already pointed to the chicken, fish and meat on the table and said, "The sacrifices are all ready for you. Are you going to start offering sacrifices to your ancestors?"

  Man Bao was moved to tears in his eyes, and he took Mr. Zhuang’s hand and said, "Sir, you are still reliable."

Mr. Zhuang patted her on the head and said with a smile: "Naughty, put the basket in, I have agreed with Patriarch Xia, he also prepared a **** and a sickle for you, and your cousins ​​are waiting for you. Woolen cloth."

  Man Bao looked left and right, and asked suspiciously: "Where is Clan Chief Xia?"

  Mr. Zhuang chuckles and said: "The Xia clan drank too much tea, and his stomach was a little uncomfortable, so I went to rest."

Clan Chief Xia and Mr. Zhuang drank tea here for a long time. They didn’t ask how many Zhou Mansions were, but a lot of sacrifices were given, and they thought that Zhou’s family led the young people from his clan to make it at Xia Yi’s house. When I was depressed, I couldn't help but drank more catechu, and then I distended my stomach. I felt a little uncomfortable and went back to the house to rest.

  Man Bao saw that Patriarch Xia’s son and grandson were waiting for them, so he didn’t ask any questions, and he went out with sacrifices. Bai Shan and Bai Erlang helped take the sickles, while Zhou Dalang and Wu Wulang carried hoes.

  The tomb of the grandfather’s parents is not very far away.

  But when we got to the place, the son of Patriarch Xia, who had been seen in advance, looked for it for a while before finding it.

  The sight is full of weeds, and there is a large tree growing around the tomb, which completely covers the tomb.

  Don’t even look at it from afar, you can’t tell that this is a grave when you look up close.

   Patriarch Xia’s son was a little embarrassed, and said to Zhou Man: “Your parents haven’t been back for many years, so no one offered to sacrifice, but occasionally Uncle Xia would come back to sacrifice."

  It’s just that the last time I sacrificed it was several years ago.

  Man Bao frowned, nodded, and started cutting and shoveling grass with everyone.

  In fact, she wanted to ask, does the clan not sacrifice to the tombs of widows and widows every year during the Qingming Festival?

  In their Qili Village, each family has a pile of tombs to be sacrificed and cleaned together. The village has experienced several catastrophes, and many families have died.

  Other festivals are fine, but Qingming Village will organize Qingzhuang to sweep all the graves. Anyway, the sacrifices are the same, but it's just a few more graves. Finally, you take it home and don't you eat it?

   Folks in the village, if you walk a few more graves, you might get more protection.

In Man Bao’s memory, she didn’t know that the graves next to her grandparents belonged to her parents. The village even had a unified caliber and didn’t know who belonged to them. It seemed to be a wild grave. Shoveling the weeds from the grave, they would also pay homage, she never felt wrong.

  So she can’t understand why her great-grandparents can’t be swept away at the edge of the village. Apart from anything else, there must be a lot of blood relatives in the village.

Man Bao hummed in his heart. After clearing the weeds on the tomb, she went back after the sacrifice. She didn't stay in Hongtian Village much. Riding a horse, she ran away with Baishan and Baijilang. Only when she got out of Hongtian Village, she felt depressed. Change the car immediately.

As a result, he ran into the Xia Yi and his wife who came back not far from the village. Man Bao still remembered the great-grandparents’ hatred of not being sacrificed, so others did not say anything about it. Her great-grandparents and Xia Yi’s grandparents were real brothers, and he still had It’s her house.

   So half of her body leaned out the window and waved hello to Xia Yi, shouting: "Uncle Yi, why did you come back? I will clean up your house."

Daji did not stop, but slowed down. The carriage passed by Xia Yi and his wife gruntingly. Man Bao clearly saw their two eyes that were instantly rounded, and he giggled and said, "Your bed, you guys. We have re-installed your tables and chairs for you, and many people in the clan have helped. If you don’t believe me, go back and see."

  Xia Yi was very frightened, thinking that she had done something to their house, and jumped angrily, "Xia Man, that's my house, what did you do to my house?"

   "It's okay, Uncle Yi, I love my brothers and sisters, and I love you too. I will come back to see you next year. Goodbye."

  　See you at 11 pm

  (End of this chapter)