Chapter 306 Tomb Sweeping! [2]

Yang Ming finished the dinner.

When they returned to the room of Weilong House, Azhu and Zhong Chuhong hurried over. They knew that Yang Ming had been out for a whole day because of worshiping his ancestors.

Now Azhu and Zhong Chuhong both feel a little sorry for Yang Ming.

"Master, let me see your feet."

When Azhu and Zhong Chuhong saw some parts of Yang Ming’s feet, even bleeding, they felt even more distressed.

"Young Master, you see that it's bleeding."

"It seems that I'm still too fine and tender."

Today, Yang Ming saw many children of several years old following to watch the fun, and many of them were not even running around wearing shoes, without any trouble.

"Young Master, will you still participate in grave sweeping tomorrow?"

This made Uncle Chen and Song Shaoguang really admire him. They knew that Mr. Yang could stand up and walk, but could not walk normally like ordinary people.

Other Yang clan relatives around were also watching.

Yang Ming and Li Yufang knelt behind them and kept watching.

Yang Shuhai already knew about Yang Ming’s situation, but instead admired Yang Ming even more.

Yang Ming himself didn't know any Feng Shui. When he came here, he just felt that the cemetery here was not too far from the Triangle Pond, and it might not be a thousand meters away.

Yang Jirong really feels sorry for his parents.

Yang Ming is here for the first time.

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Yang Ming felt that if he could not even do these difficulties, he would be able to survive if he encountered even more difficult things in his business empire in the future?

In addition to setting off many firecrackers, there are also incense paper money.

When he saw his parents who had been with only these two small mounds of soil more than 20 years ago, he suppressed his feelings for more than 20 years and finally vented it at this moment.

It's similar to yesterday.

"Old Yang, my father thinks it's okay," said Yang Ming.

During this three consecutive days, Yang Ming actually participated in this tomb-sweeping ceremony.

It also took a whole day.

"Bather, Emu, I can't let you enjoy the blessing of a day during your lifetime. It's the thing I'm sorry for you in my life."

Yang Jirong cried and said while crying.

"Of course I'm going to go."

The old man from Yang came over and said to Yang Ming.

It was past six o'clock in the evening and it was dark, so they returned to Weilong House to finish their dinner.

"Of course not. This time I came back to visit the tombs and worship the ancestors is a very important part. This represents my sincerity, respect and awe for my ancestors!"

Today, it mainly takes a whole day to go to the cemetery of Grandfather Lie, Grandfather Tian, ​​and Grandfather Gao. Considering Yang Ming's physical condition, Yang Shuhai thinks that Yang Ming can not go, and Yang Jirong can go there by himself.

When I arrived at the place where I was eating, I finished breakfast with everyone, and started to visit the graves of Grandfather Lie.

Today there is also the cemetery of Yang Jirong's great-grandfather, great-grandmother, grandfather, grandmother, and Yang Jirong's parents.

The old man from Yang began to read his sacrificial text. After the old man finished reading it, the sound of firecrackers around him began to sound.

According to the Feng Shui master I invited at that time, I probably thought that this Feng Shui layout was very good.

Yang Ming still participated.

After taking a shower under the service of Ah Zhu and Chung Chuhong, they took medicine to disinfect and stop bleeding.

Back then, the family was really too poor, and there was no way. There were so many brothers and sisters who stayed at home and couldn't have enough food, and even had a chance of being a bachelor. Yang Jirong had the idea to change the family, so he smuggled into Xiangjiang with the villagers in the next village to join his cousin.

In addition to the firecrackers that had already been packed around, they also burned more paper money. During Yang Haiquan's lifetime, Yang Jirong smuggled to Xiangjiang for development, with many children, so he should also be very concerned about Yang Jirong.

Azhu and Zhong Chuhong looked at the young master's feet today and seemed to have a lot of scars.

Early the next morning.

"Tomorrow, the day after tomorrow, I will still have it."

Yang Ming heard the knock on the door.

Yang Jirong cried for about half an hour.

January 11, 1979.

If he is unwilling to go through, others will not force him.

Yang Jirong originally wanted to move the graves to his parents' graves, but moving the graves is more complicated than sweeping the graves. Now Yang Jirong has given up his parents' plan to move the graves.

Can Yang Ming not go?

certainly.

Two days ago, tomb sweeping was quite urgent.

As night came, Yang Ming rested alone in the room.

Now when Yang Jirong and his wife, and even their son Yang Ming became famous in Xiangjiang, their parents were already separated by their own parents.

Yang Ming stood here and looked at his grandfather and grandma's cemetery, but Yang Ming was still feeling a little moved.

"Mr. Yang, are you still following me today?"

When he saw this, he was completely like a mound of soil, which was completely different from the well-protected white tombs he had seen before.

After Yang Jirong left his hometown and went to Xiangjiang, he could still contact him through letters in the 1950s. Later, he had no idea about the situation in his hometown. Now facing his parents in the cemetery, Yang Jirong knelt there and cried loudly.

It should be that Yang Jirong’s brothers were too poor before and could not build a larger cemetery for their parents.

This was also his first time to come to the cemetery.

Yang Jirong and his wife knew that they could not get the filial piety of Yang Jirong and his wife during their lifetime. Now they have been away for so many years. The only thing they can do now is to burn more incense and paper money to their parents in another world.

These cemeteries are not too far from Triangle Pond, but these are taken more seriously.

"Mr. Yang, you can start."

"Bad, Emu, Ya finally came back from Xiangjiang to see the friends."

Along the way, many villagers took care of him.

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This worship and tomb sweep continued until after six o'clock in the evening.

Yang Ming got up and found that it was Yang Shuhai.

This way it goes.

"Can you not go?"

This place is similar to the cemetery where other ancestors worshipped, but for Yang Ming and Yang Jirong, this place is the closest cemetery for relatives and pays more attention to it.

Yang Ming got up and washed up.

Today is the third day of grave sweeping.

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Standing here, you can be Yaowang Sanjiaotang and even the Long House.

However, Uncle Chen and Song Shaoguang told him that they followed the Yang family’s cemetery and all of them were very ordinary.

When we arrived at the last place to visit the tomb, the cemetery of Yang Jirong's father Yang Shuquan and his mother Zhou's family.

Even so, the place must be renovated at that time, including using cement and bricks for protection, so that more weeds will definitely not grow around the cemetery.

They think that Yang Ming’s success is really not related to the Feng Shui of the Yang family. On the contrary, as Yang Ming said, the best Feng Shui is itself.

It's finally over.

Many villagers wiped out some of the Mars that had not been burned to prevent fires. Yang Ming respectfully bowed to his grandparents' cemetery and followed his parents to leave here.

However, he seemed to feel something looking at him behind him. Yang Ming did not dare to look back and hurriedly followed his parents and others to leave here.

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