On the fifth year of Cheng Jizhou, Cheng Qian, just like before, after the sun disappeared from the mountain, he walked to the Cheng family's ancestral tomb on the hillside of Fuxin with a bamboo basket.

In her bamboo basket was the old man's favorite old man's favorite to drink during his lifetime, and the old man's favorite to eat pickled cabbage and pickled mackerel. At this time of year, she brought these two things to the old man's grave, poured two cups of old old liquor, drank it with him, and then said a few heartfelt private words.

This is a relationship between them and their husbands. They have lived together for more than 40 years and have not yet fulfilled enough. It is her concern for him to be over!

But this time, as soon as the old lady climbed up the slope, she saw another stele in front of her old man's stone tablet. At first, she thought she was dizzy and misread, so she rubbed her eyes hard, and saw that there was indeed an extra stele!

Yes, the Tu Xin next to him had been turned over, and some paper money was sprinkled on the ground. Even the few small trees in front of the old man's grave were broken with branches. She said to herself, "Who are they all? They are really nonsense. I wonder if the old man is most afraid of making trouble?"

Cheng Qian walked in and saw clearly that the name of Cheng Lin was written on the newly added tombstone. He was stunned, "Cheng Lin?! Why is my three sisters so gone? Forget it, no matter how hard you are, you can't be too strong for the King of Hell. No matter how strong you are, you can't be too strong for life!"

She came to the tombstone and sat on the ground. She took out the wine and food from the bamboo basket, and filled it with three cups of old soybean wine. She breathed a sigh of wry smile, "Old man, third sister, it's been so many years, and we three old guys have finally gotten together!"

She touched the inscription on the stone tablet, "Look, Cheng Lin, how good it is. How good it has been now. At least you have children and grandchildren erected a stele for you. Where is me? I am destined to be lonely all my life, and when I become a lonely ghost, third sister, don't hide, you can't talk calmly, even if we continue to pinch, I won't be too lonely..."

As Cheng Qian said, she laughed, "Old man, you have nothing to be unhappy there this year, right? I know that when you are alive, you are a person who can't stay idle. When you are in front of grandpa, grandma and parents, you will definitely be even more idle. Although you have been troubled by the above and below, you have changed from an elder to a junior, don't worry! Look, I can't compete with my third sister, and I've rushed to be your company early, um... By the way, she came over there and said a lot of bad things, right? Don't believe it all, haha, old man, you know that the third sister has always been such a person, and a little big thing must be as big as a steamed bun!"

Cheng Qian was silent for a little while and started to cry again, "If you say that, you are gone, what's the use of living me? Old man, I'm really useless. First, I didn't keep Mingxuan for you, second, even Jiaying's family left and ran to Yinggeli! Yu Lanzhi took a child with her. It was not easy, and she had to take care of me, an old woman, and I couldn't bear it! However, looking at Yinghao, only a little thing was so big that she didn't have a father when she hit the ground. Lanzhi is a good woman, but at such a clear age, I'm really afraid that Yu Lanzhi would change his surname to him!...What, laugh at me as a little bit of care. If you see that Lanzhi and I live a poor life, you can't laugh. If you have some solutions, how many mothers have the will to let such a big child suffer like this!"

"What did you say?! Mingxuan is coming back soon?" Cheng Qian wiped his tears and smiled, "You, don't tease me, you, tell me every year, let our orphans and widows wait for a moment, and be happy every year! I, this time I don't believe you, he will love to return!" She picked up the wine glass, "Damn it! Old man, third sister, wait for me, and also send a message to my miserable elder sister. Whether Mingxuan is here or not, he is my grandson. No matter how bad I don't help, I have to wait until Xiaoyinghao recognizes his ancestors before closing his eyes!"

The more Cheng Qian said, the more he became more and more sad he became. A small bottle of old soybean wine got into his stomach shortly after a while. On the fifth year of Cheng Jizhou, Cheng Qian was like before. After the sun disappeared, he walked alone with his little feet and carrying a bamboo basket to the Cheng family's ancestral tomb on the hillside of Fuxin.

In her bamboo basket was the old man's favorite old man's favorite to drink during his lifetime, and the old man's favorite to eat pickled cabbage and pickled mackerel. At this time of year, she brought these two things to the old man's grave, poured two cups of old old liquor, drank it with him, and then said a few heartfelt private words.

This is a relationship between them and their husbands. They have lived together for more than 40 years and have not yet fulfilled enough. It is her concern for him to be over!

But this time, as soon as the old lady climbed up the slope, she saw another stele in front of her old man's stone tablet. At first, she thought she was dizzy and misread, so she rubbed her eyes hard, and saw that there was indeed an extra stele!

Yes, the Tu Xin next to him had been turned over, and some paper money was sprinkled on the ground. Even the few small trees in front of the old man's grave were broken with branches. She said to herself, "Who are they all? They are really nonsense. I wonder if the old man is most afraid of making trouble?"

Cheng Qian walked in and saw clearly that the name of Cheng Lin was written on the newly added tombstone. He was stunned, "Cheng Lin?! Why is my three sisters so gone? Forget it, no matter how hard you are, you can't be too strong for the King of Hell. No matter how strong you are, you can't be too strong for life!"

She came to the tombstone and sat on the ground. She took out the wine and food from the bamboo basket, and filled it with three cups of old soybean wine. She breathed a sigh of wry smile, "Old man, third sister, it's been so many years, and we three old guys have finally gotten together!"

She touched the inscription on the stone tablet, "Look, Cheng Lin, how good it is. How good it has been now. At least you have children and grandchildren erected a stele for you. Where is me? I am destined to be lonely all my life, and when I become a lonely ghost, third sister, don't hide, you can't talk calmly, even if we continue to pinch, I won't be too lonely..."

As Cheng Qian said, she laughed, "Old man, you have nothing to be unhappy there this year, right? I know that when you are alive, you are a person who can't stay idle. When you are in front of grandpa, grandma and parents, you will definitely be even more idle. Although you have been troubled by the above and below, you have changed from an elder to a junior, don't worry! Look, I can't compete with my third sister, and I've rushed to be your company early, um... By the way, she came over there and said a lot of bad things, right? Don't believe it all, haha, old man, you know that the third sister has always been such a person, and a little big thing must be as big as a steamed bun!"

Cheng Qian was silent for a little while and started to cry again, "If you say that, you are gone, what's the use of living me? Old man, I'm really useless. First, I didn't keep Mingxuan for you, second, even Jiaying's family left and ran to Yinggeli! Yu Lanzhi took a child with her. It was not easy, and she had to take care of me, an old woman, and I couldn't bear it! However, looking at Yinghao, only a little thing was so big that she didn't have a father when she hit the ground. Lanzhi is a good woman, but at such a clear age, I'm really afraid that Yu Lanzhi would change his surname to him!...What, laugh at me as a little bit of care. If you see that Lanzhi and I live a poor life, you can't laugh. If you have some solutions, how many mothers have the will to let such a big child suffer like this!"

"What did you say?! Mingxuan is coming back soon?" Cheng Qian wiped his tears and smiled, "You, don't tease me, you, tell me every year, let our orphans and widows wait for a moment, and be happy every year! I, this time I don't believe you, he will love to return!" She picked up the wine glass, "Damn it! Old man, third sister, wait for me, and also send a message to my miserable elder sister. Whether Mingxuan is here or not, he is my grandson. No matter how bad I don't help, I have to wait until Xiaoyinghao recognizes his ancestors before closing his eyes!"
Chapter completed!