Aunt Fu was followed by a few young people, who also had some vegetables in their hands.
After placing the food on the table, Aunt Fu walked up to Wu Qingfeng and said with a smile, "Mr. Wu, the food is ready. Please come to the table."
Then she invited Li Xu and Fu Qing to the table.
Seeing this scene, Fu Qing's uncles said goodbye one after another.
Before leaving, he also said that he would visit Wu Qingfeng in a few days.
Aunt Fu was stunned because she didn't know what had just happened.
Fu Ming was not persuaded, so why did they all leave?
Just as she was about to speak, Uncle Fu quickly pulled her outside to see everyone off.
Li Xu and the other two didn't care and started eating.
Don’t be fooled by the large number of bowls on the table; they all contain the same dish – fried chicken.
This made Li Xu feel a little emotional. It would be nice if he could try some other flavors.
The three of them started eating quickly and it took a while before they saw Uncle Fu and his wife walk in.
Uncle Fu looked apologetic and said, "Mr. Wu, due to limited conditions, I hope you don't mind the simple food."
Although Wu Qingfeng was very hungry, he ate in a very gentle manner.
He put down his chopsticks, took out a handkerchief from his pocket, wiped the corners of his mouth, and then said with a smile, "You fried at least three chickens. How can I complain about such a simple meal? To be honest, I haven't eaten such a good meal in a long time. It seems that I can have a full meal today."
Seeing him like this, Uncle Fu and the others were afraid of disturbing him while he was eating, so they had to quickly say, "Mr. Wu, please eat first, and we'll talk after you finish."
Wu Qingfeng nodded, picked up his chopsticks and continued eating.
It must be said that they were indeed very hungry today.
They ate up all the meat on the table, and there was not much left in the big bowl of rice.
This scene made Uncle Fu and the others drool.
After they finished their meal, Aunt Fu quickly cleaned the table.
Li Xu and the other two sat on the stools with satisfied looks on their faces, taking a sip of tea from time to time to help digest the greasiness.
After a while, Aunt Fu came in again.
She and Uncle Fu exchanged a glance, and then Uncle Fu asked, "Mr. Wu, can't you really help with the relocation of the grave?"
"You don't need me to take action on such trivial matters. Find someone else."
Uncle Fu was embarrassed at this moment. "But I'm worried that those people are not well-trained. If something goes wrong again, it will be too late to regret it."
"If you are really worried, move the ancestral grave to Nanshanli."
Nanshan is located in the south of the county seat, only half an hour away.
In the past, there were only mounds there. Since when, most people in the city chose to bury their bodies there.
For the sake of sounding nice, people called the mound Nanshan.
Uncle Fu naturally knew this place, so he asked again, "Do you mean that there won't be any problems if we bury it there?"
"Yes, I've been to that place. Although the feng shui there isn't good, it's not bad either. It's very suitable for burying your ancestors."
Fu Qing, who was standing by, couldn't sit still any longer. He looked at him with a playful smile, "Grandpa, can you choose a place with good feng shui for my house?"
As soon as these words were spoken, Uncle Fu and his wife and Fu Ming all stared at Wu Qingfeng.
It can be seen that they have the same idea.
Wu Qingfeng glanced at Fu Qing and said unhappily, "Your family isn't that lucky. If you really want to bury your ancestors in an auspicious tomb, it won't be a good thing for you."
Hearing this, several people showed disappointed expressions.
Only Fu Qing refused to give up, "Grandpa, is there no other way?"
"have."
"Ah?" Everyone was stunned.
Without waiting for anyone to ask, Wu Qingfeng said directly, "You have great fortune, so we can use you to offer sacrifices to the tomb."
At this moment, he squinted his eyes and looked at Fu Qing, his expression looking a little gloomy.
Fu Qing shuddered for no reason.
Although he didn't understand, he could tell that this was definitely not a good thing.
Li Xu hesitated and asked, "Grandpa, is the method you are talking about similar to hitting a living pile?"
"Oh, you also know how to hit living stakes?" Wu Qingfeng looked at him with interest.
Li Xu was a little amused and said, "There's always been a story about hitting a living stake in our county. Have you forgotten it?"
In the past, if problems arose during the construction process, human lives would be sacrificed.
Burying living people in the ground or water in exchange for the smooth progress of the project.
This is called hitting the living pile.
He had often heard about this in his previous life, and it was the same now.
In the past, pile driving was mostly for bridge construction.
Since Tang County has many rivers, it is natural to build a lot of bridges.
Therefore, the story of hitting the living stake is widely circulated in the county.
Everyone in the Fu family naturally knew about the living stake, so they all said, "Forget it, forget it, I think burying it in Nanshan is fine."
There are only a few people in their family. If one more person dies, will they be able to survive?
"I'm really old now. I've forgotten about this." Wu Qingfeng slapped his forehead and looked at Fu Qing. "That's not what you said just now. Why are you regretting it now?"
Fu Qing shuddered and said with an apologetic smile, "Grandpa, I was just joking. Don't take it seriously."
Wu Qingfeng snorted coldly and said in a bad tone, "You should try it and see what the effect is."
What I'm saying is that he's been taken to a grave for sacrifice, so where can I go to see the results?
Could I ask my family about this in a dream?
Although Fu Qing was speechless in his heart, he didn't dare show it on his face. "Grandpa, don't be angry. I was just joking."
"Why should I be angry? To tell you the truth, if you really do this, starting with your eldest brother, there will indeed be three generations of people who will be rich and powerful, but it will only be three generations."
Fu Qing didn't quite understand and asked quickly, "What about after three generations?"
Li Xu said angrily, "Grandpa has explained it so clearly, and you still don't understand? This means that there will not be a fourth generation in your family. Do you understand now?"
Fu Qing thought about it, and a look of astonishment suddenly appeared on his face. "Are you saying that the Fu family will be extinct?"
"This kind of thing is detrimental to one's virtue. Even if it means the extinction of one's descendants, it is normal." Wu Qingfeng stroked his beard with his right hand and said calmly.
Uncle Fu said quickly, "Mr. Wu, let's do as you say. When the time comes, we will bury our ancestors in Nanshan."
He had already dismissed this idea just now, and now he dared not even think about it.
If you use your son's life to exchange for three generations of wealth, your descendants will be extinct.
Who would do such a loss-making business?
He remembered clearly that people had said that Fu Qing was very lucky, and that Fu Ming would also achieve something great after changing his name.
With the two of them around, perhaps the family can achieve wealth and prosperity without relying on ancestors.
"Right, right, right. We'll do as you say." Aunt Fu agreed. She then pulled out a thick wad of money from her pocket and handed it over. "Mr. Wu, this is our thank-you gift. I hope you don't mind it being too little."
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