Use multiple layers of yellow paper to stuff around the urn, then use seven-star thread (copper coins) to press the yellow paper, and finally sprinkle rosin foam on the yellow paper and light it, commonly known as the warm pit, to fulfill the filial piety of the younger generation in exchange for the care of the ancestor Xin Han.
Well, it is also used to warm the pit so that good luck comes quickly, so that future generations will become blessed quickly.
Although, Mr. Li probably doesn't need these now.
However, since you have received the money, you must do it beautifully, but you can't just do it half-heartedly and spread the word. It would be too embarrassing for the sect.
Ten minutes later, all finishing work on site was completed.
"Mr. Li, is there anything else you want to say to your mother?"
Li Zhihe shook his head.
Yun Sangyu understood clearly:
"Then, pack up and go back."
"Is it over?" Dong Wei asked.
Yun Sangyu glanced:
"if not?"
Moving a grave, in layman's terms, means moving it from its original place to a new place.
The two places are not far apart, and the preparations have been done long ago. The time, location and people are all right, so there will be no time wasted.
Of course, some families pay special attention to the sense of ceremony and require all family members to be present before the ceremony can be carried out. In that case, it will take at least two hours to get down.
Fortunately, Mr. Li is not that kind of person and advocates keeping everything simple.
From this point of view, Yun Sangyu admired Li Zhihe.
Dong Wei wanted to say something else, but received a signal from his boss, nodded, and greeted the bodyguards around him:
"Pack up, except for those who should stay, everyone else got on the bus."
"Miss Yun, please."
Yun Sangyu said "Yeah" and followed the two of them down the mountain.
However, after walking a few steps, there was a sudden movement in the grass not far away.
Yun Sangyu paused at his feet:
"who?"
As soon as he shouted, people were already chasing him out.
The two grown men looked at each other:
"Boss, did Miss Yun forget that the bodyguards are here?"
How could she do this kind of thing herself?
Do you really think that a large sum of money every month is spent on raising vases?
Being a boss makes a lot of money and makes you panic, right?
Li Zhihe's eyes flashed slightly. At this time, Yun Sangyu had returned, escorting a figure:
"hurry up!"
???
"It hurts, it hurts, fairy sister, please be gentle."
"Do not talk nonsense!"
The person was escorted to Li Zhihe. Naturally, there was no need for Yun Sangyu to take action. Two bodyguards stepped forward to take over.
It's almost dark now, and we're in the cemetery again. Is there anyone around?
Therefore, no matter how much this person yells, it is useless.
After a while, probably because he was tired:
"Who are you, you guys? What are you arresting me for?"
Yun Sangyu took two steps forward and reached out to push the hair away from the man's face. What caught his eye was a slightly pale face. From the looks of it, he was not too old, only thirty years old at most.
But, why would a thirty-year-old young man appear here like this?
"What's your name?" he asked.
"have no idea."
Um???
"So how old are you?"
"Five years old!"
Aren't you very smart with your brains?
Yun Sangyu narrowed her eyes:
"Have you always lived here?"
As he asked, several lollipops appeared in his hand at some point.
"Answer it carefully. Once you answer it, I'll give you these candies."
The man's eyes were shining with gold, he stared at the lollipop without blinking, and nodded his head: