Chapter 68 The cause of Jiang Dashan's death is strange
Because of Laba and snow, the villagers got up very early.
As soon as the sky was bright, the men took shovels and pushed the snow in front of the door with all their strength, while the children ran around in groups of three or five and had snowball fights.
Feeling the New Year's atmosphere approaching, the women were sweeping and wiping at home, and of course they couldn't forget to cook a big pot of eight-treasure porridge.
In this cold winter, the village was rarely so lively. Soon, waves of rice porridge aroma came from the courtyards of each household.
This Laba porridge requires a lot of ingredients, although many families can't get enough.
However, with the rice sent by the Jiang family, plus some peanuts, dates, and red beans, as long as they could eat a hot thick porridge and fill their stomachs, everyone would be very satisfied. After
playing snowballs for a while, the children were called back home to eat.
Holding a big bowl of sweet rice porridge, the boys jumped for joy, and sat outside the door to eat. They would rather freeze their cheeks red than let others see their eight-treasure porridge!
Seeing these children eating happily, Aunt Li hid at home, feeling sorry for her son.
But her husband refused to give her money, and the family could not even have brown rice, so where could they get the food to cook this thing.
"These naughty kids, who can't even read a few words, only know how to eat, and they all have lunch boxes on their faces. Their future is just a farming life!" Aunt Li was angry. Li
Wencai was studying in the room.
He couldn't help but frowned after hearing this: "Mom, what does eating have to do with whether you can succeed in the future? You have the courage to scold others, why don't you dare to confront your father?"
Aunt Li felt a pain in her heart when her son said that.
She had to lie on the kang in frustration and continued to lie there.
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the Jiang family, Feng had just washed the rice and was about to cook porridge.
But the family had never been to the city, and there was no place to buy coix seeds and lotus seeds. After calculating, they only had four ingredients, which Feng felt was a pity.
At this time, little Nuobao scratched her butt and was awakened by the sound of believers offering food.
Laba is the beginning of the New Year, and the believers are very enthusiastic and the offerings are sufficient.
She waved her little fleshy hand lightly, and a banging sound came from the basin in the outer room.
Feng looked back and saw that red beans, glutinous rice, coix seeds, lotus seeds and walnuts all appeared in the basin out of thin air.
She glanced at the inner room tacitly, couldn't help but smile, and started a fire to cook porridge without asking anything.
The fire was burned for half an hour, and finally a piece of brown sugar was added.
The hot eight-treasure porridge was out of the pot, and everyone in the family had a big bowl, and they all drank it with great joy!
In the afternoon, Jiang Fengnian took his younger brothers out to remove the snow as usual.
Mrs. Feng sorted out her suitcase and stacked the new clothes she had just made for the whole family.
Li Qiqiao was a person who could not sit still. As soon as she had nothing to do, she took the satin and sewing box and wanted to buy two more clothes for Xiao Nuobao for the New Year.
She could also use the glass beads as well, as long as her sister-in-law liked them.
At this time, Mrs. Feng remembered the gray rabbits that were still raised in the backyard, and felt that it was time to make the rabbit fur vest that she promised to her daughter.
She knocked on the window and called Jiang Fengnian over: "Boss, go and deal with those rabbits. They have been raised for almost a month and they are all fat."
When Xiao Nuobao heard that she was going to kill rabbits, she couldn't help but drooling. She wiped her mouth and reached out to touch Mrs. Feng's feet.
"Cool~" Little Nuobao's voice was soft and sweet, and he gave his mother a big, greedy smile, which was so big that his teeth were exposed.
Feng immediately understood.
So she said gently: "It just so happens that mother hasn't decided what to eat tonight, so let's roast a bowl of rabbit meat and make a spicy rabbit head. The rabbit leg meat is separate and made into hand-shredded cold salad."
When Little Nuobao heard this, he was so happy that he danced with joy. His soft little body rushed over and gave his mother a big slap full of saliva!
After the rabbit skin is taken off, it cannot be used to make clothes directly.
It must be tanned first to make the fur not hard and have no smell.
Only Old Li can do this job in the village, so after Jiang Fengnian finished his work, he took the rabbit skin and a big bowl of raw rabbit meat and went to ask Uncle Li to help him make it.
When Old Li saw that there were snacks to go with wine, he immediately agreed.
Seeing that he was on crutches and his legs were not in good condition, Jiang Fengnian said, "Uncle Li, how long will it take to finish this? I'll come to get it when the time comes."
Old Li picked his fingers and smiled, "This can't be rushed. It will take six or seven days. You don't have to make a special trip. I'll deliver it to your house when it's done."
Speaking of this old Li.
When he was young, he was a warm-hearted person, just like a brick. He would move wherever he was needed in the village.
It's a pity that he was unlucky. He lost his wife and children when he reached middle age. He has been a widower until now, and the harvest from the fields is not very good.
Jiang Fengnian thought that after the rabbit fur was tanned, he would give Uncle Li some hard-earned money.
At this time, the village chief passed by the door.
Seeing them, the village chief greeted them and said, "Old Li, there is work to do again. Don't forget to help my wife repair the grave. She has been dreaming about the house leaking these two days. I went to take a look and found that the grave was indeed broken at one corner."
Hearing about the grave repair, Jiang Fengnian couldn't help but look up the mountain. He hadn't visited his father for a long time.
By the way, he also wanted to redo his father's grave, after all, the burial was too hasty.
After arriving home, listening to Jiang Fengnian, Feng couldn't help but sigh.
"Your father's grave was a bit sloppy. Now that we have a good life, we should repair it so that he can live a decent life in the underworld. Let's do it before the New Year."
Thinking of that time, Jiang Dashan was gone suddenly, and there was no time to prepare anything at home.
Old Lady Jiang and the eldest wife were eager to help with the arrangements, but she refused to let them set up the banquet, and even the burial was not satisfactory.
Later, Feng wanted to renovate the tomb, but Old Lady Jiang cried and refused to let her, saying that the old man was still alive and the younger generation should not make the tomb too good, which would affect the old man's life span. Unable
to bear her crying, making a fuss, and making trouble, the matter had to be abandoned for the time being.
Thinking about it now, Feng felt really wronged for Dashan.
So she planned to go to the mountain to see him in the evening, and then come back to plan how to repair the tomb.
Seeing that the whole family was going up the mountain, leaving the fourth brother at home to look after himself and his nephew, little Nuobao couldn't stand the loneliness and wanted to go with them, so he pulled his mother's sleeve and swung.
"Liang, Wo wants to go with you too~"
Feng was afraid that the mountain road would be difficult to walk on and she would fall and get frozen, so she could only pull back her sleeves and shake her head.
Little Nuobao was not willing to obey, pouted aggrievedly, stared at Feng eagerly, and her round eyes were full of "accusations".
"Nuobao is going to see daddy! Liang, why don't you let Wo see daddy!" She kicked her calf in a naughty way.
The Jiang family's hearts were about to melt into water.
Sun Chunxue covered her heart and cried out: "Mom, let my sister-in-law go. If Dad knew that he had a concubine, he would be happier than building a tomb!"
Feng couldn't stand the concubine's aggrieved look, so she had to smile and carry her. The Jiang family
's ancestral tomb is on the west side of the mountain. Fortunately, the snow had just fallen not long ago and had not yet frozen, so the road was barely easy to walk on.
When the Jiang family arrived, they all felt sad.
"Dashan..." Feng's eyes drooped slightly red.
Xiao Nuobao stared at the small mound of earth, stretched out his little hand from his pocket, and was about to say hello to his father whom he had never met.
However, at this moment, she suddenly wrinkled the tip of her nose.
Huh?
Didn't they say that her father died of overwork and fell off a cliff.
But this tomb, why does it look weird...
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