105 Going to the Grave

After finishing speaking, he looked at the children and whispered, "Let's go."

It was Liang Yao who spoke for the two Gu Ning'an brothers. Liang Yaoshi is also by the lake at the moment. Normally, Liang Yaoshi would never have any intersection with Guishi and the others. However, today I saw a few of their women bullying two and a half children. Liang Yaoshi I couldn't stand it any longer, so I said a few words.

The two Gu brothers looked at Liang Yao gratefully, then walked quickly with the buckets in hand.

Seeing that the two brothers of the Gu family had gone far away, Mrs. Gui wanted to make excuses to see how lucky they were, but it all blamed Mrs. Liang Yao and glared at Mrs. Liang Yao, but how could Mrs. Liang Yao care about Mrs Gui. , I saw it as if I didn't see it. After I filled the water, I picked it back.

"Hmph, a hen that doesn't lay eggs, what's so proud of!" Gui Shi spat and scolded.

Gu Ning'an and Gu Ningping pulled the water back, the village gathered together in twos and threes, chatting happily, and seeing the two brothers of the Gu family coming over, they all said one sentence: "Yo, these two brothers who don't care about the third house of the family. Is it? Your third uncle put your third aunt away today."

"Isn't it, your third aunt was beaten by your third uncle with a bruised nose and a swollen face!" What everyone said was called energetic, and what they said was called a spit flying.

Gu Ning'an and Gu Ningping ignored them and went home. Back at home, Gu Ningping told Gu Xiaowan what he heard on the road, and Gu Xiaowan was also a little puzzled. The third uncle cared about the third aunt very much, and could not wait to hold it in the palm of his hand, or it could be said that he was extremely afraid of the third aunt.

Why did he go mad this time, showing off the majesty of a big man, and ruthlessly braking Cao's spirit?

Gu Xiaowan thought about it for a long time, but couldn't come up with anything. However, these three uncles and three aunts have nothing to do with her Gu Xiaowan.

The day after tomorrow will be twenty-nine, and Gu Xiaowan is preparing things for going to the grave tomorrow.

The New Year's ballad says: "On the twenty-ninth day of the twelfth lunar month, go to the grave to ask for a great offering from your ancestors."

Gu Xiaowan woke up very early this day. Since she was going to the grave, Gu Xiaowan steamed a pot of steamed buns with white flour, cooked a pot of porridge, and fried a pickle with winter bamboo shoots for the porridge. After everything was ready, she woke up. A few younger brothers and sisters, Gu Ning'an, they were all wearing thick clothes. After washing up, the big guy ate dinner. Gu Xiaowan brought a basket with some paper money in it, and put a few white flour steamed buns in a bowl. Put it in the basket.

To go to the grave is to go into the mountain. The siblings went out when the sun was just dawn for four days. Since the snow had not yet melted, the water and mud on the ground lived together. It didn’t take long for everyone to have a foot in the mud. Gu Ningping carefully held Gu Xiaoyi all the way, for fear that Gu Xiaoyi would fall.

It was the first time for Gu Xiaowan, who had passed through, to visit the graves of her father and mother. She honestly followed behind the two Gu Ningan brothers, and after walking for about half an hour, the four sisters and brothers finally arrived at their destination.

When they got to the grave, the four children were very silent, and even the youngest Gu Xiaoyi didn't talk nonsense.

The four children silently cleaned up the snow and dry weeds near the graveyard. Standing in front of the small grave, the four children did not know whose tears fell first.

"Father, mother, we're here to see you." Gu Xiaowan couldn't suppress the sadness in her heart, she didn't know whether she was crying for herself or the real Gu Xiaowan.

Gu Ningping knelt on the ground and cried, thinking about the grievances these days, really wanted to cry.

Gu Xiaowan thought of a song at this moment, only mothers are good in the world, just like singing, a child without a mother is a grass, and they are not even as good as the duckweed in the grass.

"Mother, we didn't starve to death, we made money, we ate meat, and we wore new clothes! Mother, did you hear what Ning An said?" Gu Ningan thought of the grievances she suffered when she was alive, Weeping loudly, "Mother, how good would it be if you were alive?"

After Gu Xiaowan mourned, she didn't say anything, and silently followed with tears, she put the things she brought one by one.

She thought silently in her heart: "Xiao Wanniang, I am Xiao Wan now, and your real daughter has been killed by Gu Xintao. Now it is another Gu Xiaowan! But don't worry, in the future, I will take good care of my younger brother and sister, and I will let my brother My sister is happy, happy, happy." Tears flowed uncontrollably, and she didn't know who she was crying.

Gu Xiaoyi felt the infection of her brother and sister, and also wept.

Gu Xiaoyi burned the paper money, pursed her small mouth and cried aggrievedly: "Mother, Xiaoyi will listen to my elder sister and elder brother's words. When I grow up, I will not let my elder sister be bullied. Mother, Xiaoyi misses her mother..."

The cries of the four children echoed on the hillside. Accompanied by the whistling of the wind, the cry spread far and wide.

"Hey, you are blocking our way!" The four children were still whimpering and crying when they heard a cold voice from behind.

Gu Xiaowan turned around and saw two middle-aged men and two little boys standing coldly behind. The voice that was speaking just now was a childish voice. Judging from the appearance of these two little boys, they were only around seven or eight years old, and I don't know who said it!

"Uncle, Uncle Third..."

It turns out that there is a bit of resemblance between the two long eyebrows in front of him, the ungrateful third uncle and the hypocrite uncle!

"Uncle, third uncle..." Gu Xiaowan called, her voice not showing any emotion.

Gu Chuanlu snorted coldly, and looked at the four sisters and brothers of Gu Xiaowan with eyes like torches.

The more carefully he looked, the more deeply Gu Chuanlu's heart sank.

The last time I saw these four children was more than half a month ago. Because I was going back for the New Year, I set aside a day in advance to bring Sun and Gu Xintao back to clean the house, but I couldn’t think of Xintao.

Young and playful and ignorant, she pushed Gu Xiaowan into the glacier alive.

I thought that if I fell into the river, I would drown if I didn't freeze to death, but I didn't think so. It's okay to not die, but I don't know what good luck I have taken, and I actually have money.

Gu Xiaowan calmly looked at Gu Chuanlu's expressions on their faces, and remembered everything in her heart.

Now, these Gu Xiaowan children have really had luck. The clothes on this body are no longer tattered, they have made new clothes, and I don't know how well they have eaten recently. The dishes on these children's faces were swept away, and they were replaced by round, ruddy faces.