Chapter 69 Something must be wrong
Xiao Nuobao held his red little finger in his mouth, sucked it twice, and immediately looked around carefully.
Normally, there would be a mixture of clear and turbid air in front of a grave.
But why could he only feel turbid air around his father's grave, but no clear air...
Not only that, there were obviously weeds growing here, but only the side of his father's grave was bare, with nothing growing.
Even the wild jujube tree that originally grew next to it had become a dead tree, revealing a dead look.
Xiao Nuobao felt that something must be wrong.
Usually, only people who died unjustly would have strange phenomena in front of their graves!
Soon, the Jiang family finished paying homage to Jiang Dashan.
Jiang Fengnian led his brothers to kowtow.
Sun Chunxue and Li Qiqiao also took food and placed it on both sides.
Thinking about the good life now, the family has a full rice jar and complete clothes, Feng looked at the grave with tears in her eyes and murmured softly.
"Dashan, everything is fine at home now, the children are well fed and well dressed, I can be considered to have an explanation to you, if you know it in the afterlife, you will be relieved."
The cold wind blew, and Feng's tears also floated in the wind.
Seeing that his mother was about to cry, Xiao Nuobao felt pain in his heart, and quickly stretched out his little hands to cover her eyes and rubbed them vigorously twice.
"Don't cry, Liang, don't cry, Nuobao will hug you~"
Feng's eyes were full of stars after being rubbed by the concubine, and her eyelids were almost rubbed off. She quickly burst into tears and laughed, hugged the concubine and kissed her.
"Don't cry, mother, we have Nuobao here. Even if mother has the most painful things in the past, as long as she sees Nuobao, nothing will matter."
After saying this, she laughed from the bottom of her heart.
I just think that the concubine is really the little sunshine of the whole family, who can dispel all the haze and make people warm.
After looking at Jiang Dashan's grave again, the Jiang family wiped their eyes and went down the mountain.
On the way back, little Nuobao remembered the strangeness just now, so he put his little hand into his mother's neck and deliberately gave her a chill.
After Feng was amused again, little Nuobao carefully asked.
"Mom, what was Dad doing when he fell off the cliff?"
This happened several years ago.
When talking about it again, Feng Shi was not sad.
She said softly, "At that time, the spring seeds of the eldest wife were destroyed by rats, and it was about to rain. The old woman wanted your dad to help the eldest wife plant the land before the rain, so she urged him to accompany Jiang Dahai to Donglazi Mountain to buy some more spring seeds."
"So, Dad was with the eldest wife that day?" Xiao Nuobao's eyes widened, and he immediately grasped the point.
If Dad's death was really unjust, then the people who were with him would naturally be the most suspicious.
Feng Shi was about to nod, but with the tacit understanding between the mother and the two, she quickly heard that the lady had something else to say.
"Dashan went with his elder brother at that time. After they came back, Jiang Dahai was the only one left. Jiang Dahai just said that Dashan walked too fast and accidentally fell off the cliff. The lady..."
"Is there something wrong with this?" Feng's eyes widened.
Xiao Nuobao wanted to try to visualize it.
But it was a long time ago, and there was no one around, so it was difficult to find out directly.
She puffed her cheeks unhappily, and her eyebrows were wrinkled like two caterpillars.
After biting her little white teeth a few times, she hummed word by word: "Don't worry, mother, let me think of a way, and I will definitely find it out!"
After returning, Feng felt as if there was a rabbit in her heart, and she was fidgeting just thinking about it.
If it weren't for the lady today, she really hadn't thought about it carefully, and there would be something strange about Dashan's death.
After all, at that time, Jiang Dashan was called to work by Old Lady Jiang every day, and he was as tired as an ox or a horse. She thought that Dashan was so tired that he fell off the cliff in a trance.
But now that she thinks about it, there is indeed something strange about this matter.
After Jiang Dashan got into trouble, the old woman who had always been stingy with the third wife insisted on arranging his funeral.
Moreover, when he was buried, Jiang Dahai, as the eldest brother, did not dare to stand in front, and even fainted once when burning paper.
Think about how Jiang Dashan was full of filial piety and did so much work for the first and second wives for Old Lady Jiang. Think
about the suffering she suffered in supporting the family after he left.
Feng couldn't help but grit her teeth.
If Dashan's death was really caused by other reasons, then she would never forgive that dead old woman, and the first wife!
At night, the big kang was warm.
Feng had already covered her bed with quilts, hugged little Nuobao, and chatted with him under the quilt.
After the mother and the daughter rubbed each other and laughed for a long time, little Nuobao was tired of playing, and lay in the crook of his mother's arms, smelling the warm fragrance on her body.
At this time, little Nuobao suddenly blinked his eyes.
"Mom, I have an idea, we can try the big room!"
Feng immediately hugged her: "My daughter, you say it, anyway, I will listen to you!"
"We can do this..."
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The next day, Feng followed the daughter's wishes and asked Jiang Fengnian to go out and pass on the message.
Jiang Fengnian wandered around the village, making a big fuss, telling everyone that his family was going to build a tomb.
The nosy villagers would inevitably ask why.
Jiang Fengnian slumped his shoulders and sighed, "It's almost the New Year, and there's nothing to do, so who would bother with this? It's because my father has been dreaming all day, insisting that he died unjustly, and making our whole family uneasy."
"My mother and I thought that maybe he was not living well in the underworld, so he was bothering us living people. So we thought about repairing the grave and burning something for him." Jiang Fengnian pretended to be helpless.
People are idle in winter, and rumors spread quickly.
Jiang Fengnian had just finished speaking in the morning, and before the afternoon, several aunties had spread the news to the whole village.
Moreover, if three people spread rumors, people would not care about the tomb repair anymore. The rumor spread to the point that "Jiang Dashan was murdered by someone", which was shocking enough.
The rumor soon reached the eldest room.
When Jiang Dahai heard it, he was so scared that his hands and claws shook, and he couldn't even hold the rice bowl, and the soup spilled all over the floor.
He hurriedly ran to the inner room and called his mother.
Although Mrs. Jiang's face was dark, she still gritted her teeth.
"Why are you so panicked? Dashan has been dead for several years. He can't turn into a ghost to ask us about that matter. As long as we don't tell anyone, who can know? Go and close the door, and pretend you didn't hear those gossips!"
Jiang Dahai swallowed his saliva.
"Yes, yes, mother is right... Anyway, Dashan can't come back to find us, so we don't need to be afraid..."
...
Three or four days passed in a flash, and the whole village was talking about this matter, and it became more and more weird.
Xiao Nuobao's idea has completed the first step, and it can start brewing the next step.
In the evening, she sat on the kang, twisted her sweaty feet and sniffed them again and again.
Finally, she puffed up her cheeks, and her eyebrows were almost flying with satisfaction.
Very good, not sore at all, so you don't have to wash it tonight!
When Sun Chunxue came over with a basin of warm water, she saw this little darling with her hands on her waist, shaking her feet righteously.
She seemed to be ready to let anyone who dared to wash them smell it.
Sun Chunxue looked at the two white, soft and sticky lumps, and her heart was itching with curiosity.
Not to mention smelling them, if she was not afraid of being regarded as a cannibal by her sister-in-law, she would have wanted to take a few bites of these little feet as dumplings.
After resisting the urge, Sun Chunxue still went along with the little darling, knowing that she was afraid that her feet would be uncomfortable if they were wet, so she just picked up a rag, dipped it in water, and simply wiped her feet twice.
At this time, there was a sudden noise outside.
"Where did the fire come from? Whose house is on fire?"
"It seems... like Old Li's house."
"Fellow villagers, hurry up and put out the fire!"
Hearing the sound, the Jiang family was immediately shocked. They put on their clothes, took buckets and basins, and rushed out to help put out the fire.
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